Snow, it's still falling.

The entire capital was dyed scarlet.

It looks very weird.

The people of the city continued to die and fall.

The entire capital has become a dead domain.

Inside the Royal Palace.

The emperor and Nie Ruxian sat in front of the desk, the furnace flames boiling.

"Your Majesty, rest early. ”

Nie Ruxian said worriedly: "On such a cold day, it's easy to hurt yourself if you stay up late." ”

"It has been snowing heavily for several days, and the people are in dire straits, so I need to know how to sleep. ”

He sighed.

"Your Majesty......"

Nie Ruxian was about to open his mouth to continue persuasion, but saw that the emperor's eyes were dark, and he fell directly to the ground.

"Your Majesty!"

Nie Ruxian's face changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward.

I saw that the blood on the emperor's face seemed to fade like a tide, and disappeared quickly.

Soon, he was as white as paper, and his body was cold, like a dead man.

"How so?"

Nie Ruxian muttered.

"Someone, please call the imperial doctor!"

She is not a woman who does not know the world, almost instantly, she reacted, and hurriedly got up and shouted.

However, not to mention the imperial doctor, even the eunuch did not enter the door.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a pain in her forehead, and then, her head was confused, and she completely lost her ability to think.

It's dark.

"Poof. ”

Nie Ruxian also fell to the ground.

However, just before Nie Ruxian completely lost his vision, he saw that the painting hanging on the wall suddenly burst into a burst of light.

As if he had a conscious consciousness, he turned into a silver light and flew towards the outside of the hall.

……

……

At this time, the sky above the National Teacher's Mansion.

An old man who was as thin as wood stepped on the void and stood proudly in the wind and snow.

He looked up at the sky, his sunken eyes full of madness.

"I, Xuanchong Daoist, stepped into the Martial Saint Realm at the age of fifty, stepped into the Divine Realm at the age of one hundred, stepped into the Shattered Nirvana at the age of three hundred, and now, I am nine hundred years old, and there is still a bottleneck that cannot be broken through. ”

"Cultivation is to go against the sky, so I don't believe in your so-called variables!"

As soon as the words fell, Xuan Chong Daoist raised his finger to the sky.

"Gather!"

With a low shout, suddenly, the wind and snow in the sky seemed to be pulled and converged towards the Xuanchong Dao people.

In an instant, a huge vortex of spiritual energy formed above his head, and blood and qi poured into the Xuanchong Dao people.

At the moment when his blood qi poured into his body, the Xuanchong Daoist's originally stagnant cultivation suddenly began to skyrocket, and there were faint signs of a breakthrough.

"Sure enough, I was too worried. ”

Seeing that his cultivation was about to break through, the boulder hanging in the heart of Xuan Chong Dao's people also fell to the ground.

"This divination technique turned out to be an accident. ”

The Xuanchong Daoist sneered, his whole body was opened, and the blood and qi around him were all surging towards the Xuanchong Daoist.

At this moment, in the palace, a silver light rose into the sky.

As soon as this silver light appeared, the blood qi that lingered in the sky above the palace instantly dispersed towards the surroundings like ice and snow melting.

In the sky over the entire capital, a huge hole appeared.

Behind the void is the bright starlight and the bright moon.

"Poof!"

Xuan Chong Daoist suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he looked at the silver light that rushed straight into Xiao Han, his eyes were full of horror.

"Who is it? In an instant, they broke my formation. ”

Xuan Chongdao's face changed greatly, his face was like gold paper, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

He could sense that in that silver light, there was a coercion that seemed to be the power of heaven.

Under this coercion, his whole body seemed to be frozen.

The cultivation that had skyrocketed also began to explode suddenly.

In the end, the whole person suddenly fell from the air and suddenly smashed into the snow.

In order to improve his own cultivation, he connected his divine soul with the formation.

At this time, the formation was broken, and his soul was also greatly traumatized.

The moment he landed, his body suddenly swelled, and countless black qi drilled out of his body.

As soon as these black gases came out, the entire National Teacher's Mansion resounded with a terrible scream.

These black qi circled in the air for half a circle, and then transformed into a human form, and bit towards the Xuanchong Daoist.

The people formed by these black qi are the people who died under the great array.

Originally, for the Xuanchong Dao people, these black qi were not the slightest threat to him at all.

But at this time, his soul was greatly damaged, and the true element in his body was also imprisoned, so he could only let those resentful spirits frantically bite his body.

"Ahh

He screamed so violently that the pain that his soul was torn apart almost made him lose his mind.

"If there is no sky, why do you have me! If there is no sky, why stop me!" he looked up and roared in a terrible rage, his eyes full of despair.

"Who the hell are you?"

Xuan Chong roared angrily: "Since you won't let me live, then I'll pull you to die together!"

With that, he bit the tip of his tongue violently and spat out a mouthful of dark golden blood.

As soon as this mouthful of blood spurted out, Xuan Chong Daoist instantly withered, his face was bloodless, and his body was filled with a thick intent of death.

And his eyes are extraordinarily bright.

The magic decision in his hand quickly squeezed out, and the essence blood suspended in his chest instantly erupted into an indescribable terrifying coercion.

Immediately, it transformed into a blood-colored long knife and slashed towards the silver light in the sky.

The knife rose in the wind, turned into a hundred zhang in an instant, and slashed at the silver light.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The light of blood and silver illuminates the entire capital.

And, with the help of that moment, the Xuanchong Daoist saw the object in the silver light clearly.

It was a painting.

In the painting, the mountains are full of flowers.

And, the moment he saw the painting clearly, the blood-colored long knife he had commanded suddenly shattered.

"Poof!"

Xuan Chong Daoist suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and suddenly smashed into the snow.

There was no breath at all, and he was obviously too dead to die anymore.

……

The next day, the first dawn.

The sunlight pierced the morning haze and shone on the land of the capital.

The snow melts, and everything warms up.

"Hmm. ”

Nie Ruxian covered his forehead and opened his heavy eyelids vigorously.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?"

She hurriedly rushed to the emperor, probed the emperor's breathing and pulse, and saw that his pulse was breathing normally, so she breathed a long sigh of relief.

Just as she was relieved, she suddenly found that there was a painting floating in front of her.

It was the one that Lu Xiao gave her.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand, and the moment she touched the painting, the silver light on the painting suddenly dissipated, as if out of control, and fell back into her hand.

She looked at the picture scroll in her hand, her heart was shocked, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

After a long moment, she let out a long breath and held the scroll tightly in my hand.

She looked out the window, her gaze as if she had passed through thousands of mountains and rivers.

"Thank you, Master Lu. ”

Xuan Qingguo.

Deep in the mountains, a high mountain is suspended in the air.

And on top of the high mountain, stands a large hall.

In the hall, a middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was like electricity, deep and abnormal, as if at this moment. Penetrating thousands of mountains and rivers, it fell in the capital of Xuanqing.

Cold-eyed?