The gate stands in the void, not in the wall.

If you look closely, it seems to be integrated with the entire void, as if it is high in the sky and thicker than the earth, and the more you look at it, the more you feel that it is not simple.

Yang Yan stared at it for a while, and always felt that the door in front of him seemed to be filled with centuries, and the entire star universe was endlessly mysterious.

The most important thing is that it is like a big mouth embedded in the void, constantly devouring the endless power of the Snow Demon Origin.

"Hey, the snow has stopped!"

After a while, Yang Yan reacted, the wind and snow around him had long since ceased to exist, and the surroundings were peaceful and peaceful.

Soon, he realized that they had unknowingly broken into another completely unknown dimension.

Quiet......

There was silence all around, and the silence was terrible.

There was nothing but the sound of his own breathing and heartbeat.

Under this oppressive atmosphere, Yang Yan didn't dare to move around at will, for fear that if he accidentally triggered some mechanism or angered the twelve ice sculpture guards, it would cause some terrible consequences.

He had always had the feeling that although the surface of these twelve ice sculptures had no vital signs, it was by no means as simple as decoration.

"After millions of years, someone finally came here. Inside the gate, an ancient and vicissitudes of voice sounded, and every syllable seemed to knock on the souls of everyone.

"My lord, what can I do about this?" Han Jiao also felt the strangeness of this place, and couldn't help but feel afraid.

Yang Yan was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said resolutely: "Go!"

It's all here, and it's impossible to go back.

What's more, the lives of everyone outside are in their own hands.

If you look back now, not to mention that all the hard work in front of you to get here is in vain, as far as the senior brothers outside are concerned, I don't know how many lives will be lost.

Although the ten sect masters and the various sect masters can take some disciples away and escape, how many people will die in the avalanche, to be precise, it should be from the mouth of the snow demon!

This is the loss that the Ten Sects absolutely beared, and it is the result that Yang Yan does not want to see.

Yang Yan took the lead and stepped into the ice and snow avenue guarded by the twelve ice sculptures, the expected danger did not come, except for his footsteps and the pounding heartbeat.

Yang Yan touched the cold sweat on his forehead and beckoned the five strange beasts: "Everyone lean over carefully, it doesn't seem to be in danger......

Before Yang Yan could finish speaking, a violent shaking came from the soles of his feet.

He hurriedly made a small move and stepped out of the ice and snow avenue, but found that he seemed to be a step slower, and he was already surrounded by it and could not get out.

The twelve ice sculpture guards who were originally standing on both sides of the ice and snow avenue to guard the gate had already surrounded the group, and their scarlet eyes were staring at a few people.

"Jindan Peak?!" Han Jiao's eyes widened and he said in horror.

These words sounded in Yang Yan's ears like thunder.

"Twelve Jindan Realm peaks, this ...... How is this possible?!"

Not to mention that Yang Yan was shocked, even Han Jiao and the others felt incredible.

Although they had been staying in the Demon Cave, they didn't know the specific situation of You Long Xing, and they also knew that it was not easy to cultivate in the Jindan Realm.

Thinking that it has been cultivating for thousands of years, although it has barely competed to the pinnacle of Jindan because of the suppression of heaven and earth, the twelve Jindan Realm ice sculpture guards in front of him seem to have no life condition, and they look like puppets.

I don't know who has such a big hand, and the twelve Jindan realm peak masters use it to guard the door.

"My lord, what now?"

Han Jiao recovered from his shock after a moment and looked at Yang Yan with a worried expression.

"Thirty-six strategies, go is the best policy, escape!" Yang Yan really didn't know what capital he had to compete with these twelve Jindan Realm puppets, and his first reaction was to beckon everyone to run away.

No matter how strong Han Jiao's combat power is, it is impossible to compete with twelve masters of the same class at the same time.

Yang Yan personally turned on the escape mode, and used the small transfer to the extreme.

But no matter how fast he is, how can he compare with the masters of the Jindan Realm!

It was only an instant, and he was greeted by the sword of the Ice Sculpture Guard.

Nima!

I didn't expect Lao Tzu's reputation to be buried here?!

Yang Yan looked at the extremely rapidly enlarged long sword, and there was a burst of despair in his heart.

It's a rhythm that's about to end!

At this moment, Yang Yan had already been locked by the long sword, and he wanted to avoid it, but suddenly found that the space had firmly imprisoned him, and he couldn't move.

The chances of dodging this fatal blow are almost zero.

Yang Yan was unwilling, but he was powerless to return to the sky, so he had to close his eyes in resignation.

"Bell ......"

At the moment when he felt that Gangfeng was approaching and was about to be split in two by the sword full of strength in front of him, suddenly a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly appeared in his ears.

The expected pain did not appear, and Yang Yan subconsciously opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was the long sword that Han Jiao's front claws held and slashed down.

"Adults, avoid them first, and the small ones will block these guys for you. Han Jiao passed the thought, and then with a dragon groan, he fought with the twelve ice sculpture guards.

The four major beasts other than Han Jiao also followed suit, and joined the battle circle one after another, and various cheats were released without reservation.

But even so, after all, the other party is a powerhouse at the peak of the twelve Jindan realms, although Han Jiao's combat power is strong, and the four great beasts are also doing their best, but after all, they have fallen into a disadvantage in terms of numbers, and they can't get any cheapness at all.

It was only a matter of time before we lost.

Although the twelve ice sculpture guards are puppets and can only attack by instinct, the more they do, the more they cooperate with each other, and they are basically invulnerable.

"It's not a way to go on like this!" Yang Yan frowned, looking at the five strange beasts that were gradually falling into trouble, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.

Now that he is not retreating, nor can he advance, a strong sense of powerlessness bloomed in Yang Yan's heart.

Fight!

He gritted his teeth fiercely, and suddenly performed a small movement, and his whole body turned into a phantom and galloped towards the door.

The twelve ice sculpture guards who were stuck in a stalemate seemed to sense Yang Yan's intentions, and suddenly rioted, and the two ice sculpture guards forcibly escaped from the battle formation, brandishing the sword in their hands and killing Yang Yan.

The five strange beasts who realized it were already very difficult, and now they were even more overwhelmed in the face of the rioting ice sculpture guards, and they could only watch the two ice sculpture guards approach Yang Yan at great speed.

No matter how fast Yang Yan is, how can he have a level there, how can he escape the pursuit of the peak master of Jindan.

The two ice sculpture guards were behind Yang Yan in the blink of an eye, holding the long sword and slashing down, no matter how talented Yang Yan was, when he was not yet mature, he would be a piece of dung grass in the eyes of the peak master of Jindan, and killing him was as simple as pinching an ant to death.

The shot just now appeared in Yang Yan's eyes again, how could Yang Yan be willing to be buried here.

He still has great ambitions, and the world is not peaceful, how can he die first!

Twenty meters, ten meters, five meters......

The long sword had reached Yang Yan's forehead, his eyes were bloodshot, his heart was unwilling, and he shouted hysterically: "My life is up to me!"

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