Immortal Emperor’s Self-cultivation

haven't seen you for a long time!

Seven hundred years!

This is an extremely long period of time, even for those who have survived the Heavenly Tribulation.

It even takes up most of their lives.

Everything that happened in those long years has indescribable weight.

The meaning of the years is never just itself.

Chu Xiaolian, or Yan Chixiao.

He and Jiang Xuanyu looked at each other without responding.

There is strength in peace.

Neither is silence.

They have exchanged enough things in this instant.

Some kind of consensus has been reached!

A golden sword intent floated from Chu Xiaolian's body again.

Rivers of gold emerge from the darkness.

The awe-inspiring righteousness runs across the north and south.

The light just fell like that, and the darkness was inevitable.

The battle is imminent.

For some reason, the mighty golden river did not envelop the high priest.

Jiang Xuanyu looked at the other party, raised his sword, and pointed at Yaoyao.

The high priest said calmly: "Although Haoran's sword intent is strong, his cultivation level is too low!"

"Even if you forcibly ascend to the holy realm with a secret method, how can you change the situation?"

Jiang Xuanyu didn't speak.

Of course he knew that what the senior brother used was not a secret method, but to forcibly burn the power of the soul to exert a power comparable to that of the holy land!

The senior brother was the existence of the Five Tribulations True Sacred Realm back then.

Now that so many years have passed, the spirit has obviously almost recovered to its peak.

Relying on the soul alone is enough to be comparable to ordinary saints.

Haoran Sword Intent is best at restraining dark evil things.

In addition, those who are strong in the dark world do not practice themselves, but rely on the power of blood sacrifice to forcibly improve their cultivation.

If it's one-on-one, or even one-vs-three, the brothers can win in battle.

But the problem is, there are still dozens of experts left in the dark world.

The powerhouses of Taicang Holy Land have already been scarred from previous battles, and their combat strength has been greatly reduced.

No matter how strong a senior brother is, there is a limit to what he can do.

Moreover, how long can this method of burning the soul last?

Even if the soul of the senior brother can persist.

What about the young man's body that he is now attached to?

...

These questions flashed through Jiang Xuanyu's mind.

He disappeared in place.

The sword light rises with the wind.

Seven sharp sword intents with different auras burst out through the void and slashed at the high priest.

The fire in the high priest's eyes danced rapidly.

The figure disappeared quickly.

A miserable howl sounded in the darkness.

The figure of the high priest appeared far away, with an ethereal aura.

No matter how treacherous he is.

Still not as fast as Jiang Xuanyu's sword, he was wounded in a very short time.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he might have completely disappeared into the world just now.

The sword shines again.

The power of the Emperor's Sword pierces the sky and the earth, as if there are thousands of sword lights piercing through nothingness, with the power to destroy the world.

The Holy Lord of the Heavenly Cang, Jiang Xuanyu, is unparalleled in talent.

At the same time, comprehend the sword classics of the seven quasi-emperor scriptures of the Holy Land of the Great Cang, and all of them have reached the level of Dacheng.

for hundreds of years.

Gujian Town Southern Border!

As the Lord of the Holy Land, personally resist the intrusion of the monster army, and sharpen the sword intent and Dao heart.

Now he has no shackles in his heart, and his firepower is fully fired.

The strength is so terrifying!

The entire dark world surged.

Countless black mist shrank from all directions, blocking in front of the high priest, forming an abyss-like barrier.

Clap clap!

Dense sword light poured down.

A large number of sparks are connected together, like a galaxy in the sky, hidden in the darkness, bursting with endless light.

In the darkness came the voice of the High Priest's grief and indignation.

"Too much deceit, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

"Crack clap clap!"

"I have the protection of my god, but I am immortal and transcend everything. Do you and other mortals also want to kill me?"

"Crack clap clap!"

"Wait for my god to wake up, I will never let you go!"

"..."

The High Priest's voice became smaller and smaller.

No matter what he says.

What greeted him was always a terrifying sword intent like a galaxy.

Those vast sword lights seemed to never tire, becoming more and more fierce and stronger, constantly tearing the void!

Like a Milky Way falling from the nine heavens, it wants to wash the whole world.

The high priest gradually lost his voice.

The sword light all over the sky gradually dimmed.

This is not a natural dissipation, but a more intense darkness descending.

Even Jian Guang couldn't break through!

Jiang Xuanyu suddenly stopped, looking somewhere in the void, his eyes were full of solemnity.

The golden river of sword energy also paused slightly.

"Chu Xiaolian" looked up at the sky, feeling the sudden oppression between heaven and earth, and frowned.

...

The darkness is thicker.

A green flame appeared at a very high place, it was very weak and kept swaying.

It stands to reason that such a faint light cannot penetrate even an inch of darkness.

But unfortunately, no matter how far apart.

The flame can be clearly seen.

The greater the darkness, the brighter the flame.

Jiang Xuanyu frowned and sighed: "Why are you doing this?"

The flames trembled slightly and made a hoarse voice: "You forced me! Stupid blasphemers, accept the punishment of my god!"

"The Supreme God of Eternal Night, please listen to my call!"

"Give me supreme power!"

"Destroy these heretics who don't fear the gods!"

As the voice fell, an extremely cold aura suddenly seeped out of the darkness.

Those breaths appeared without warning.

It was like the flame disappeared without a sound.

It's like another dull night comes silently!

It's like an incomparably tall shadow suddenly appearing between heaven and earth!

...

People in the dark world can get power from the God of Eternal Night.

This has long been known.

But neither Jiang Xuanyu nor Yan Chixiao knew that they could use some method to make the will of the God of Eternal Night come to this world.

Presumably it should be a unique method of the high priest of the dark world.

That will doesn't seem to be complete.

And there is no wisdom at all.

There should be only a little mechanical, dull instinct.

There is a high probability that it is a part separated from the body consciousness when the God of Eternal Night was sealed.

but……

Gods and demons are born in heaven and earth.

It is part of the law of the road itself.

Who can compare consciousness with them?

Even if it is only a small part of them, it can crush the primordial spirit or soul of almost all practitioners in the world.

The consciousness of the God of Eternal Night occupied the body of the high priest.

Regardless of the outcome of this battle.

This High Priest of the Dark Realm will disappear forever in this world, his mind and soul will be wiped out.

But now who has the mood to care about that?

The shadow standing between the sky and the earth is so vast, it seems like a complete black night.

Jiang Xuanyu's sword is sharp and fast.

But in the face of this dark night, how would he draw his sword?

A few inconspicuous howls suddenly appeared on the ground.

The dozens of strong men from the dark world trembled violently, their bodies disintegrated and merged into the night.

None of this has come to a standstill.

So the sense of oppression between heaven and earth is even heavier.

Desperate!

"Chu Xiaolian" stepped on the sword light to a high place, looked at Jiang Xuanyu and said, "Let's go!"

Jiang Xuanyu said, "Where are you going?"

Yan Chixiao said: "Nonsense! Can you fight this monster?"

Jiang Xuanyu shook his head and said, "I can't beat it!"

Yan Chixiao said, "Then why don't you leave?"

Jiang Xuanyu said: "If you can't fight, you have to fight! The seal is here, there is no way to retreat!"

Yan Chixiao said: "If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood!"

Jiang Xuanyu was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said: "Senior brother, you have changed!"

Yan Chixiao said: "Thank you!"

The two were silent at the same time.

Thousands of years ago, Yan Chixiao and Jiang Xuanyu were known as the twin prides of the heavens.

The two are talented and have a stronger moral heart.

It took only three hundred years for both of them to be sanctified.

Yan Chixiao is like a hero passed down in many story books.

When he was young, he traveled all over the Taicang Mansion, drank the Cangjiang River in seven steps, slashed demon dragons with three moves, traveled around the world, and saved millions of people.

With a heart of chivalry and righteousness, he condensed the ninth-grade awe-inspiring sword intent.

Highly respected by the spiritual community.

He was also the idol of countless young sword cultivators at that time.

Jiang Xuanyu, on the other hand, has a restrained personality and doesn't show it on the outside.

He just silently fell in love with his little junior sister.

But, which girl doesn't love heroes?

The younger junior sister has a deep-rooted affection for Yan Chixiao, and she can't see Jiang Xuanyu at all.

This made Jiang Xuanyu suffocate, and worked hard to practice, wanting to surpass Yan Chixiao in front of the world.

So as to prove to my junior sister.

I am better than Yan Chixiao.

With such thoughts in mind, his realm soared, far faster than Yan Chixiao who was traveling abroad.

Finally surpassed it.

However, it's not waiting for Jiang Xuanyu to prove himself thoroughly.

Yan Chixiao suddenly made up his mind to practice the Taishang Wangqing Sword Jue and cut the thread of love with the sword.

As a result, the realm soared, and the way of the sword became stronger.

Jiang Xuanyu was completely hopeless.

Afterwards, the crisis of the dark world broke out.

The two brothers and sisters made a plan to ambush the Dark Realm's branch in Tai Cang Mansion!

Originally, the two had agreed that Yan Chixiao would lure the enemy from the front, and Jiang Xuanyu would support from the side.

But things went wrong.

Jiang Xuanyu was blocked and ambushed by a strong man from the dark world halfway, causing Yan Chixiao to be besieged and killed by the eight saints from the dark world, and finally died together.

On the surface, this incident seemed to be just a helpless accident.

But in fact, with Jiang Xuanyu's strength at that time, if he went all out and fought with his life, it would be enough to break through the encirclement.

But he didn't.

Then there is no then.

...

Neither Jiang Xuanyu nor Yan Chixiao thought at the time that Yan Chixiao could have a lingering soul after going through such a battle.

In the end, by chance and coincidence, he lived until now.

Now it has almost completely restored the soul.

Keep the green hills here without worrying about no firewood!

This is what Yan Chixiao learned from the battle seven hundred years ago.

"Some decisions, once made, will be regretted for life!"

"This is the truth I have learned in the past seven hundred years!"

Jiang Xuanyu clasped his palms in front of him, as if catching a ray of breeze, or holding a dim light.

"After you left, I thought I would be secretly happy, even for a moment!"

"But the truth is, I'm sad and I regret it!"

Gujian is in the southern border of the town.

He has been sitting on the border of the Eastern Wasteland for seven hundred years.

The sword intent is colder and sharper.

However, his realm has not been improved for too many years!

Yan Chixiao was right in saying something.

With his talent, it took seven hundred years to break through from the peak of the Four Tribulations to the Sixth Tribulations, which is no different from standing still!

This is because of the demons.

The source of all this is regret!

"Apologize for doing something wrong!"

"Back when I first entered Taicang, you taught me like this, Senior Brother!"

Jiang Xuanyu looked peaceful, looked at Yan Chixiao, and showed a slight smile: "I have remembered this sentence in my heart for seven hundred years, and said it countless times in my dreams!"

"Today I finally have the chance to tell you face to face!"

Yan Chixiao reprimanded: "I really want to apologize, get out of here, and kowtow three hundred heads on the ground for me!"

"Think about it in one sentence? How can there be such a cheap thing?"

Jiang Xuanyu said: "If you know your mistakes, you have to correct them! This is what you taught me, brother!"

"I made the same mistake seven hundred years ago!"

"This time, I will not make a decision that I regret!"

When he said these words, the shadows on the sky had grown extremely heavy.

A cold night fell.

Carrying the weight of the whole world.

It is enough to make any creature under the sky feel the despair from the heart.

A sword light rises in the dark night.

This piece of sword light passed through the darkness, cut through the endless black mist, broke through the cold void, and landed on the night.

The night stopped suddenly.

The sound of heavy objects rubbing against each other is deafening.

Yan Chixiao soon realized what Jiang Xuanyu was doing.

Jiang Xuanyu smiled and said: "I practiced this sword hard back then, in order to show my junior sister that senior brother is not the only swordsman in the world!"

"Jiang can also be handsome, and he can save the common people!"

"However, Junior Sister was angry with me, and she hid in the quiet garden for seven hundred years!"

"The one who finally saw this sword was actually you, brother..."

"Maybe it's God's will!"

He likes to wear white clothes, and his eyebrows are slightly lighter, like swords.

Full of handsomeness, full of fairy spirit, and not lacking in heroism.

Ordinary people saw this face.

You will feel that this is a sword fairy.

Yan Chixiao said blankly: "What's the use of being handsome? And you are not as handsome as Li Hanguang!"

Hearing this name, Jiang Xuanyu was slightly taken aback, with a smile in his eyes.

"Master Li..."

"I don't compare with him."

"If everyone in the world compares with him, everyone in the world should commit suicide!"

Yan Chixiao stared into his eyes: "Actually, you really don't have to!"

"When Li Hanguang returns, he will definitely be able to find a solution to this demon!"

Jiang Xuanyu said seriously: "I believe it! Everyone in the world believes it!"

"But the world can't afford to wait!"

"The five domains are not the five domains of Mr. Li alone!"

"The common people can't bear the disaster of the gods and demons being born again!"

"I am the Holy Lord of the Celestial Cang, and the Holy Land of the Celestial Cang has been supported by hundreds of thousands of people in the world for hundreds of thousands of years!"

"Today is the time to repay karma!"

Yan Chixiao fell silent.

Jiang Xuanyu slowly ascended into the sky, the sword intent on his body was shining and dazzling, like a new sun.

He took one last look at Yan Chixiao: "Little Junior Sister misses you very much!"

"Take good care of her, and say for me by the way—sorry!"

The words fell.

The sword light lifted into the sky, like a shooting star going up against the sky.

at the same time.

A piece of starlight seeped out from Jiang Xuanyu's fingertips, engulfed Chu Xiaolian's body, and rushed out of the darkness.

Both lights are extremely fast.

There was a roar like a crack in the sky from a very high place.

The endless darkness was torn apart.

The sword light was extremely dazzling, like thousands of silky threads, seeping out from the darkness.

Instantly shattered the void of thousands of miles!

...

Chu Xiaolian stood outside the dark world.

Looking at the spectacular scene at the limit of the line of sight, his complexion turned pale, and he was speechless for a long time.

"Teacher, Uncle Shi's sword is a bit handsome!"

"What's the use of being handsome! It can't be eaten, and people are gone! It's just stupid!"

Seeing that Yan Chixiao didn't refute his "Uncle Master", Chu Xiao knew that the teacher's heart was never as calm as it appeared on the surface.

The High Priest of the Dark Realm, the will of the God of Eternal Night summoned by his own life, after absorbing the origins of dozens of Dark Realm powerhouses, is as powerful as the Holy King of the Seven Tribulations.

Moreover, that power is under the will of the God of Eternal Night.

It is by no means as tasteless as the strong in the dark world.

In addition to not having too much wisdom, it can be called the incarnation of gods and demons.

That piece of night falling from the height of the sky, apart from wanting to obliterate Jiang Xuanyu and Chu Xiaolian, also wanted to break the seal of gods and demons.

In other words, the latter is its original purpose.

Although Jiang Xuanyu is a true saint at the peak of the Six Tribulations.

But the difference between a true saint and a holy king is by no means just a word.

What's more, it's still a demon!

Under normal circumstances, even if Jiang Xuanyu fought with his life, it would be difficult to stop the night.

But at that critical juncture, that is, the moment Jiang Xuanyu apologized to Yan Chixiao.

His demons have been eliminated.

Dao Xin was relieved, the shackles were broken through, and the energy and spirit reached their peak in an instant.

directly touches the realm of the Seven Tribulations.

If it is normal, the thunder tribulation can be directly triggered, and the probability of success in crossing the tribulation is very high.

It can be called a half-step holy king.

The most important thing is that at the cost of his own life, he performed the forbidden technique of the sky.

Unleashed that earth-shattering sword!

Forcibly die with that piece of night!

Also kept the seal.

The darkness in front of him has faded a lot.

All the strong men in the dark world have already died.

It will be back to normal here in a short time.

At this moment.

somewhere dark.

A sigh sounded: "Sure enough, the human race is unreliable after all!"

Sighs came from the depths of the snow field outside Haizhou City far away.

There was a strong wind on the snow field.

A terrifying snowstorm rarely seen in a thousand years was set off.

The wind and snow rose from the sky.

An icy blue crystal light broke through the wind and snow, escaped into the void, and traveled at an unimaginable speed.

for a moment.

Half of the Eastern Wilderness has ushered in the coldest blizzard of this winter.

...

A violent blizzard descends on the dark world.

The chill between heaven and earth increased sharply.

Even practitioners who are not affected by cold and heat will be in danger of life and death when they encounter this cold.

Because this is the purest law of ice.

The dark world seems to have turned into snow.

The wind and snow all over the sky rotated rapidly in a certain direction, forming a huge vortex.

The ice demon stood in the middle of the vortex.

He separated part of the source of the body in his unique way and integrated it into this incarnation.

The avatar's aura soared and continued to climb.

In the end, it reached a state comparable to that of a true saint!

Separation from the source is a very dangerous thing.

Once this incarnation has an accident.

His body will suffer unimaginable and irreversible damage, but this is a helpless move.

A long time has passed.

The strong people of the human race are coming.

He must break the seal of gods and demons in the shortest possible time and release the God of Eternal Night.

otherwise……

This time, all previous efforts have been for naught!

He came to the center of the seal, and the cold wind was blowing all over his body, wearing down the runes on the stone sword at an extremely fast speed.

"Teacher, where are you going?"

Chu Xiaolian looked at Yan Chixiao's spirit that disappeared in a flash, and exclaimed.

"Nonsense, I saved this seal with countless deaths and injuries in the Great Holy Land!"

"Now someone dares to cut off the bullshit!"

"Have you asked me Yan?"

Chu Xiaolian was shocked.

He secretly thought that the power of the god and demon is so terrifying, even the teacher in his heyday would not be able to win!

What's more, he just burned the power of his soul for a battle not long ago, and now he is weak.

Didn't I send it off?

But he knew that the teacher was very restless at the moment, and ordinary words could not stop him at all.

what to do?

He was so anxious that he turned around for a long time, but he couldn't think of a way.

He couldn't help but slapped his head: "It would be great if the senior brother was here!"

Suddenly his eyes lit up: "Eldest senior brother..."

correct!

He seemed to think of something, and took out a kit from the storage ring: "Teacher, you come back first!"

"I've made up my mind, you don't need to say anything!"

"Disciple, live well, learn from your big brother, and one day avenge your teacher!"

"Wu Na God Demon, take your life!"

Yan Chixiao didn't turn his head back, his whole body was burning with soul fire, and he was going for thousands of miles.

Chu Xiaolian held up the kit and shook it: "Eldest brother once left me a kit, let's have a look before it's too late to die!"

Whoosh!

Yan Chixiao appeared in front of Chu Xiaolian, grabbed the kit, and gave him a blank look: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

His eyes are full of fear!

almost!

Just a little bit!

He Yan sent it away directly from a thousand miles away!

He Yan is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of giving it for nothing!

He also knew it in his heart.

With my current energy, I can only hold back the Ice Demon for a while at most.

Whether it can be delayed until the arrival of the rest of the powerhouses is really unknown.

And even if he dragged on, his spirit would be so frighteningly cold!

But now it's different!

Li Hanguang has no plans, his eyes are unparalleled, and he can see through all the mysteries of cause and effect at a glance.

Yan Chixiao has learned this skill a long time ago.

Since he left behind a bag of tips, he definitely doesn't have to die!

Chu Xiaolian rubbed the back of his head: "I just remembered... Quick, open it and have a look!"

This kit was given by Li Hanguang to Chu Xiao when he went down the mountain to go to the holy land of Yaochi.

It's just that for some reason, Chu Xiaolian didn't use it when he was in Yaochi Holy Land.

Yan Chixiao hurriedly opened the kit.

Inside was a jade talisman.

Chu Xiaolian injected a ray of mana, the jade talisman shone slightly, and a scene appeared in front of the two of them.

cliff.

old pine.

Guting.

Sitting under the pavilion in white clothes, the fairy air is floating in the air, and the sound of the piano is ethereal.

"Eldest brother..."

Chu Xiaolian couldn't help murmuring.

Li Hanguang's gentle voice rang in the ears of the two of them.

"Xiao Lian, do you know what love is?"

"What is love?"

Chu Xiaolian and Yan Chixiao looked at each other, both at a loss.

I don't know why Li Hanguang left such words.

The picture in the jade talisman was obviously prepared long ago. Li Hanguang in the picture didn't stop for too long, and the sound came out accompanied by the sound of the piano.

"Love is the foundation of human beings!"

"As long as you are a human being, you will never be able to get rid of the word love!"

"The so-called being too forgetful, not unfeeling!"

"We cultivators, what we want is to walk with the Dao!"

"However, Dao follows nature, destroys human desires, and prohibits human feelings. It is against the harmony of heaven, and even more against the Dao!"

"You, including your teacher, have gone astray!"

Hearing this, both Chu Xiaolian and Yan Chixiao woke up.

It turns out that the elder brother was actually teaching them the essence of the Taishang Wangqing Sword Art?

for a while.

A lot of thoughts flashed through their minds.

For example, the matter of practicing the Taishang Wangqing Sword Art is so secret, and their master and apprentice hardly tell the outside world, how does the senior brother know...

Another example is that Yan Chixiao has practiced this sword formula for hundreds of years, and has a profound attainment.

Why did Li Hanguang say that he has gone astray?

Li Hanguang's voice sounded again: "Your Majesty is so forgetful, you never picked it up, so how can you put it down?"

"The world of mortals has a long way to go. How can we see through the world of mortals if we have never walked through it once?"

"Besides, who said that in the world of mortals, one cannot see the Dao?"

"If you haven't picked it up, how can you put it down..."

"Can you see the Dao in the world of mortals?"

Yan Chixiao and Chu Xiaolian's minds were shocked.

Li Hanguang's voice, accompanied by the sound of the piano, penetrated into their minds like water.

It's like pushing away the clouds and mist, and suddenly seeing the blue sky.

"Your teacher, Grand Sword Master, is famous all over the world for his Grand Sword Intent!"

"But I forgot that the core of the Grand Sword Intent lies in the grand righteousness... that is the way to protect the world!"

"To protect the world is to love the common people!"

"He not only wants to practice the Haoran Sword intensively, but also cuts off love and love, and cultivates the way of ruthlessness, isn't it the opposite?"

"He doesn't understand love!"

"You have to learn from his lessons, and don't repeat the same mistakes!"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Chixiao's mind shook, and Mao Sai suddenly realized.

"No wonder..."

"No wonder since I practiced the Taishang Ruthless Sword Art, Haoran's sword intent has never made any progress!"

"It turned out to be like this..."

"So it is!"

"I don't know love, I don't know love..."

He wept with joy, looked up to the sky and laughed, like a lunatic.

Chu Xiaolian also came back to his senses, his eyes were clear: "I've realized, senior brother!"

"I understand!"

Rumble!

A majestic sword intent floated from his body, the golden core floated above his head, and the sword energy filled the heaven and earth.

One after another breakthroughs in the Taishang Wangqing Sword Art!

The Haoran Sword Intent broke through two realms in a row, and reached the sixth-rank Haoran Sword Intent!

A brand new divine pattern appeared on the golden core.

Chu Xiaolian's breath soared.

Jindan Nine Turns!

But this is not over yet, his golden core was shattered inch by inch, and a large number of laws of heaven and earth poured in.

The tide of terrifying energy runs through the limbs and bones.

A seven-color Nascent Soul the size of a palm appeared between heaven and earth.

He was out of breath.

There was a sudden whistle, full of joy.

Nascent Soul Early Stage!

On the other side, Yan Chixiao caused even more commotion.

Endless golden sword intent poured out from the void.

The mighty river of sword intent runs across the sky and the earth.

one.

Two.

...

A total of nine long rivers of sword intent filled the universe.

Yan Chixiao's soul sat on the long river with a calm face, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Nine mighty rivers turned into monstrous whirlpools at the same time, pouring into Yan Chixiao's soul.

The sword intent is complete!

Beyond the limits!

At this moment, Yan Chixiao comprehended the awe-inspiring sword heart above the ninth-grade sword intent!

Yan Chixiao stood up abruptly.

Thoughts move slightly.

In a radius of one hundred thousand miles, all the monks' swords shot up into the sky at this moment.

With a flash of his figure, his soul melted into Chu Xiaolian's body.

Chu Xiaolian's breath soared.

Whoosh!

His figure disappeared.

Breaking directly into nothingness, crossing the infinite distance in an instant, stepping on the long dragon of sword energy, heading straight for the ice god and demon.

The eyelids of the ice god demon twitched wildly.

what happened?

Isn't Jiang Xuanyu dead?

Which guy is here to make trouble again?

Before he had time to think about it, he turned around and slapped it out.

Endless wind and snow gushed out with terrifying low temperature, trying to turn this world into ice.

Cang Lang!

Jianguang broke through the wind and snow.

It landed on the chest of the ice god and demon.

insert!

reveal!

Bring out a lot of clear liquid!

Like fluffy!

The pupils of the ice god and demon suddenly shrank.

The wind and snow between heaven and earth stopped suddenly.

Chu Xiaolian said indifferently: "My junior brother paid the price with his life for keeping this seal!"

"As a senior brother, I can't watch him die in vain!"

At this moment, the expression on Chu Xiaolian's face changed from indifference to doubt: "Teacher, I seem to feel that something has come in?"

His expression changed again, and he said impatiently: "What and what came in? It's a fight, be serious, let's talk about those things when we go back!"

"No, I didn't make... a joke! Something really came in!"

"where?"

"Just where you are now!"

"Where to stay? You mean the ring?"

"yes!"

Yan Chixiao divided a ray of soul into the ring.

Suddenly found a figure inside.

The sword in white.

The eyebrows are very light.

Yan Chixiao was very familiar with it.

The two looked at each other.

The air was suddenly quiet.