The sky rolls up wild clouds, and the phantom sword of the world is shattered like snow.

The cold wind whimpered.

The eight-handled spear flashed with supreme power and brilliance.

Lao Jiu held a red spear and pointed at the ground obliquely, standing with one hand.

The phantom sword that was as imposing as a rainbow was crushed by him with a wave of his sleeves, like snowflakes fluttering, setting off the back that was no longer rickety to be a little majestic.

The wrinkled face was facing the wind, the clothes were fluttering, and the long pale white hair was fluttering slowly, in the flashing dazzling brilliance, like a fairy envoy breaking through the boundary.

Far above the void, he confronted the heavenly soldiers and generals on the clouds hundreds of feet away, and did not lose half of his demeanor.

After getting Lao Jiu's answer, the three old men of Rao is crane bone fairy wind were all very uncalm, and their faces could not hide their shock.

Time is long, more than just living.

After a moment of silence, after the three white-haired and white-robed Snow Clan ancestors looked at each other, the old man standing in the room said with endless vicissitudes: "You are dead." ”

Lao Jiu smiled indifferently: "What's the point of dying?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the Falling Warbler tribe was buried in your hands. The Snow Clan Ancestor smiled indifferently at him, he first glanced at Xue You, who was supported by the Snow Clan behind him, and then turned to look at Lao Jiu.

Lao Jiu smiled again, rolled up his sleeves in the clouds, and sent Gou Sanyun and Xiaotian to the top of the snowy mountain, and said, "It should be these broken guns." ”

The word should make the snow you, who is like ashes, hideous again, if it is not forcibly stopped, I am afraid that it will explode over.

"You return my father, return my people!" Xue You's heart rending.

"Do you know how many days and nights, how many stars have shifted, have you forgotten, have you forgotten the man who was killed by your shot by the bonfire, have you forgotten the group of women and children who were crushed by you with a knife, have you forgotten the Qilian Mountain that was dyed red, and the Luluo River that was dyed red!" Xue You kicked away the person who was supporting him, and stretched out his hand to point to Lao Jiu: "I haven't forgotten, that memory spirit realm hangs at the head of my bed, and when I wake up from the ice, I vow to kill all the descendants of the champion Hou, and kill all of you beasts who are inferior to inhuman beasts in the trench!"

In the face of the scolding of the juniors, Lao Jiu was not moved, nor did he refute anything.

That's what the world is.

The position is different.

How have you seen and heard my wounds?

The three Snow Clan Ancestors didn't stop Xue You anymore, either she was tired of scolding, or she was too injured today, she swept down the clouds alone and gradually disappeared into the depths of the snowy region.

In front of the snow valley, she looked back indifferently, and in her eyes was the top of the snow-capped mountain, the white-shirted boy.

"The dead soul forcibly crossed the border, it seems that the divination is not wrong, the three realms of this world have been disordered, and the balance has been broken again. The Snow Clan Ancestor smiled lightly, and then said, "Your skill has also decreased a lot, maybe you will be scattered in a while." ”

Lao Jiu moved the crimson spear, still frowning and smiling: "Then, just kill you all before your soul flies." ”

"The tone is not small, the champion Hou is gone, and there is no Han who can beat my Hun iron cavalry. The three Snow Clan Ancestors smiled in unison.

Lao Jiu suddenly laughed: "Hahahahaha, you underestimate my Huaxia population too much, the big Han has the champion Hou Huo to get sick." ”

Lao Jiu's eyebrows were cold, and then he said: "And at this moment, I have a hard work!"

The ancestor of the Snow Clan frowned, Huo Qu's illness and abandonment of illness?

Gou San also looked confused, according to Xue You's meaning, didn't Lao Jiu kill the Huns with Huo Qu's illness in the Han Dynasty, and also killed her father and her Luoying tribe, why did he become Xin Qi's disease in the Song Dynasty again?

Puzzled, the sky is dyed with light.

The simple and distant and not graceful passionate tone gradually echoed on the snowfield.

Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dreaming back to blow the horn company camp. Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turned over the outside sound. Autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens.

The wind is Xiao Xiao, Lao Jiu looks a little lonely, when the words are sung back, his momentum increases in vain, and the handle of the nine-handled spear is poured directly to the three ancestors of the Snow Clan, Lao Jiu takes a step, the spear is thousands of miles, and the wind and snow are crushed.

The battle of the Three Qings can be divided into winners and losers in the blink of an eye.

The three Snow Clan Ancestors disappeared in an instant, and when they appeared, they were already in a triangular formation to contain Lao Jiu in the middle.

The two fingers of the three of them were folded together into a sword, and between their fingers were pointed at each other, the fiery red Dao method completely blocked the formation into a triangular formation like a flame whip, and the three of them had cold eyebrows and eyes, and the mantra was silently recited - Burning Immortal Fire.

In an instant, the fire in the triangle array burned and the red Dao fire was ten thousand acres, and the old nine guns and people were always swallowed by the Dao fire.

It was also at this time that the tens of thousands of Snow Clan people who came with the Snow Clan Ancestor frantically rushed to the mountains on the edge of the snow field like a tide, the void shook, and the earth whimpered.

The arrows covered the sky and the sun, and the green shirts were only thousands, and hundreds of people were killed by the arrows just for the tea effort.

Gou San glanced at Qing Ji and then at Yun Xiaotian, who was also bloodthirsty and chuckled, Gou San spread his palms, and silver frost fell from the sky.

"Are you afraid?" asked Gou San.

"Big brother, the elder brother has never been afraid of a word in his head!" Yun Xiaotian resisted the spear, a little heroic.

Gou San smiled lightly, and the silver frost long knife was on his shoulder, although he saw Lao Jiu caught in the ten thousand acres of fire, but he didn't have the slightest worry.

Because Nie Xiaoqian woke up!

Gou San's figure jumped up and smashed heavily in front of the mountain range, in front of thousands of young men in green shirts, with a posture of one person and one knife, facing more than tens of thousands of enemies alone.

Thousands of green shirts retreated, and only one person and one shot followed.

In the distance, there were thousands of fires, burning all the dust, the earth collapsed, and the ravines reached the end of the snowy region. The sky burned out of the vortex hole, if it wasn't for the three Snow Clan ancestors deliberately suppressing it, I am afraid that it would burn through the void barrier and be absorbed by the extraterritorial void.

And in the ten thousand acres of fire, Lao Jiu folded his hands and closed his eyes and crossed his knees, and nine Buddha angry spears were erected around him, and the light was connected into a barrier, and the flames did not advance in the slightest.

The blue light gradually bloomed in the sea of fire, and Lao Jiu's body slowly rose with the cyan light cluster.

"I'm afraid it will take more than ten years to burn like this, I am invincible under the eighteen ghosts and immortals, and one for one above the immortals, this is not blown out, big brother, let's completely wipe it out, even if he is suppressed to an extremely weak point, I don't think he can find the slightest clue about Huo Qu's illness in him." One of the old men frowned.

"What the third brother said is right, even if the ghost eighteen forcibly crossed the border this time and the Dao method was not as prosperous as the peak, it was still the Sanqing Realm. Another old man also said: "What's more, the rules of the underworld cannot be broken, otherwise our clan will be contaminated with cause and effect again, and I am afraid that it will not be born." ”

The three of them agreed, and they all looked into the depths of the snowy region.

At the end of the vast snowfall, a sculpture larger than a mountain takes a valley as a bed and a mountain top as a pillow.

"I beg the Great Khan to grant the Dharma!"

I don't know that the three Snow Clan Ancestors, even the thousands of Snow Clan people rushing before, all knelt on their knees, their faces were all shocked, and they shouted: "I beg the Great Khan to give the law!"

The mountains collapsed deep in the snow, and the entire snowy area shook under the movement of the sculpture.

When the avalanche mountain collapsed and fell completely silent, under the afterglow of the setting sun, a Buddha comparable to Tianqi sat on a skeleton with a jaw hanging and meditated.

When the Buddha's sitting bones appeared, the true qi of the Tao slowly blew like a spring breeze, moistening all things.

In the fairyland, even a slight breath can moisten the land.

The skeleton's slap slowly stretched out, slowly covering the ten thousand acres of fire, covering the sky and the sun.

"Has it finally appeared?" Lao Jiu suddenly chuckled under the fire.

It was also at this time that the entire Dengxian Pagoda shook with a roar.

Two streamers, one black and one white, pierced the sky and fell on the snowfield, and then, a heavy tone that resounded through the world poured into the ears.

"The ghost of the underworld, the hell kills. ”

A fire shadow suddenly rushed out of the ten thousand fires and jumped into the void, and when the molten flames fell from the fire shadow, it turned out to be Oni Eighteen wrapped in nine spears.

The slap slowly fell, and Lao Jiu did not hide but greeted him.

The three Snow Clan Ancestors also attacked Lao Jiu who rose into the sky at the same time, and their momentum was like a rainbow.

"Those who mess with the rules of the Difu Mansion will be killed!" The two figures, one black and one white, swung their whips at the same time, slamming towards the three Snow Clan ancestors.

"Lao Jiu!" Gou San roared angrily, his eyes were hazy with tears: "You bastard!"

The Hokage and the heavily pressed palm touched together in an instant, and the light erupted.

Thinking back then, Jin Ge Iron Horse swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger.

This is the ultimate shot of the nine guns of Buddha Fury, and the ninety-nine are one.

When the glow dissipated, the entire snowfield was pierced, and there were countless voids, and the wind and rain were like obscurity.

The three ancestors of the Snow Clan were whipped to pieces by the black and white figures, and the moment the red light landed, the silly smiling face seemed to be pulled back to the Ghost Gate, and in an instant, except for the cold wind whimpering, the world was silent.

Tens of thousands of Snow Clan people came back to their senses completely, looked up at the Buddha sitting skeleton at the end of the snowy region, and then looked at Gou Sanyun Xiaotian and the others, the sound of killing shook the sky.

This day is destined to be unpeaceful.

When Yun Xiaotian was seriously injured and Gou San was slashing weakly, on the other side of the mountain and river, two huge iron hammers came from the sky.

The good times didn't last long, and when Pei Wuhammer moved the ten hammers, he gradually exhausted his strength.

Just when the three of them were fighting against their backs, the ice spirit sword on the top of the snowy mountain shot into the air, freezing thousands of miles.

The white-shirted girl had a temperament like a fairy, and when she heard her sword and changed her voice, "Get up!", tens of thousands of corpses crawled to the ground.

The corpses of torn armor formed a quadripartite military formation, with bows and crossbows, and war drums.

The word that the Great Qin Emperor's army fought - wind!

"Wind!"

"Wind!"

"Wind!"

Gou San grinned, his palm covering his lower ribs, blood gushing.

"I inherited the fighting spirit of Bai Qi. The white-shirted girl landed at the side of the blood-stained white-shirted boy.

"Congratulations. He spoke from the heart.

"I'll take you away. She glanced at his blood-stained palm, which covered his lower ribs.

"Good. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly lost his strength and was about to go limp.

Luckily, she has quick eyes.

"You two clean up the battlefield and collect the Immortal Mountain Jade Medal value. ”

Wrapped in silver, the girl in white shirt hugged the sleeping boy in white shirt and blood, and walked into the depths of the snow through the wind and snow.

PS: Braincase pain, business trip