Icy deep knowledge, with most of the cold stagnant water.

When the extremely cold temperature hit, the world that penetrated through the eyebrows also exploded suddenly, so all foreign objects and feelings were stripped from this flesh and blood body.

When I saw sorrow, I felt that my whole body was heavy, and I had been dragged into that world.

It is still vaguely the vast land of nineteen continents.

It's just that the textures of the mountains and rivers, the topography and landforms, are not the nineteen continents in her memory, but some of them are like the landforms recorded thousands of years ago in ancient books.

A plain-robed monk fighting in the turbulent West Sea.

She seemed to fall straight from the sky, and she was attached to this figure, and then raised her sword high.

The next moment, a huge phantom suddenly appeared at the bottom of the sea.

She didn't see anything clearly, she fell into this great phantom, and then the pain came, and she was out of this body again.

Consciousness instantly rose like a cloud of smoke.

When he looked down, he saw that under the bottomless West Sea, there was a huge flounder, which opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the monk at once.

There was only a slight sword groan between heaven and earth.

The blood-stained sea was dark purple, and in the blink of an eye it was scattered among the rolling waves, and only the deep white sword, which was half sunk by the sea, rose from the sea in this trembling wail, and swayed to the east!

"Boom!"

Crash violently into the ice-covered cliff mountain arsenal.

The moment the sword was inserted into the ice, the consciousness of sorrow was pulled to the southeast demon road in the southern region of the Nineteen Continents, and the famous Tongguan Post was built in a desert, allowing the yellow sand to blow and roll.

Between heaven and earth, there are countless shadows of monks.

There are Kunwu, there are Yashan, it is expected that Jianglou, and it is expected that Hailou......

The one who fought against them was the evil path demon cultivator on the demon path, and for a while, the sound of killing shook the sky, and even overshadowed the desolate wind in the desert.

Endless blood was tossed in the yellow sand, dried by the blazing sun in the blink of an eye, leaving only a dark red mark on the rough grains of sand.

The sword fell, the sword fell.

One by one, the monks fell, their swords perhaps stained with the blood of their enemies, perhaps with their own blood, and they all flew into the air and disappeared beyond the clouds.

……

Scene by scene, it's all falling!

Seeing that he couldn't control his consciousness at all, and he couldn't resist the powerful consciousness in his eyebrows, along with this Yashan monk one after another, he constantly experienced pain, death, and the fear of dying!

She was already equivalent to a person who had died once, and she was no longer afraid of death itself.

However, I am afraid that the scene where Qu Zhengfeng started immediately without saying a word aroused her memory of a very taboo bad thing, and everything she experienced at the moment actually made her feel a heartfelt disgust.

Disgust at not being able to control one's own life and death.

Disgust with the weakness of man himself and the helplessness of fate.

Heaven and earth, all things, fickle, eternal—

Only destruction!

Only death!

She was like a wisp of dust, wandering in the midst of countless deaths and destructions, watching the countless cliffs fall under the gates, and watching the countless cliff swords return to the arsenal in mourning.

Some are sad, some are desperate.

There are also unyielding awe-inspiring and proud bones......

From the West Sea to the Southern Regions, to the Tomorrow Star Sea, and even to the Polar Regions!

That's a scene I've already experienced.

The ghost axe was swung, the yellow spring flowed backwards, and the endless ghost shadows gushed out of the cracks in the ground, drowning the tragic crowd. Everyone had blood on their faces, anger and despair......

Desperately defended, but reinforcements were delayed.

Thousands of monks, thousands of proud figures, fell one after another, their souls were torn apart by the endless demons, shattered and annihilated, the sword was already floating in the air, but the eyes of the people were still empty looking at the gloomy sky of the Polar Region!

In his body, it seems that there is still the will of the soul when it was destroyed.

opened his mouth and muttered, but it was a hoarse cry that made people cry: "Yashan ......"

Sword, born to kill.

The sword-wielder will also be slaughtered!

Seeing the sorrowful spirit, completely immersed in the call of "Yashan", unable to extricate herself, in the blink of an eye, a thousand shapes flashed, all of this disappeared like a phantom, and what reappeared in front of her was a huge, blood-red sword palace.

The majestic palace is made of swords everywhere.

The paved floor was made of swords, the walls were made of swords, and even on the top of the temple high overhead, countless swords of different lengths and shapes hung upside down!

When people are in the temple, they look around, and they are all swords!

She was subconsciously shocked by its might, and took a step forward uncontrollably-

"Smack. ”

It was just a slight and extremely slight sound, and almost at the same time as her footsteps landed, thousands of sword groans rang out in this huge palace, and at the same time, thousands of sword shadows appeared, and thousands of sword-wielding fighting figures appeared!

Thousands of people!

Thousands of sword tides!

All of them rushed towards her, and at once she fell into a killing death, and she had to fight back with a very fast speed in her own consciousness! There was no distraction at all! Flipping and flipping, moving the sword and the stars and moons, it was at this moment that the potential of her body was pushed to the extreme!

In the depths of consciousness, there is already a war between heaven and man.

Yet the body knows nothing.

Her eyes widened blankly, and her whole person sank under the ice stream unconsciously, and the dried blood on the placket of the moon-white robe soaked all around, accompanied by the flickering red on the spine of the heavenly sword in the center of her eyebrows, revealing a bloody coldness.

Qu Zhengfeng stood on it and stared, recalling her extremely determined sentence of "don't believe", and laughed in the end, but it made people not understand the meaning.

He didn't look here for long.

He only stared at it for a moment, and saw nothing else unusual, and then turned and went out of the arsenal, as he had done many times before.

The battle of the Yin and Yang Realm has resumed, and it has been the tenth day since the Nineteen Continents invaded the Polar Domain.

It's just that the war situation is not optimistic.

Even if it is a surprise attack on the snow region and takes the lead, the difficulty of fighting in the polar region is still very high, and in the past, whether it is the nineteen continents or the polar region, both sides dare not act rashly, and Thailand only breaks out small-scale battles for half of the time, and there are occasionally two big scenes, but they are all equal, and the victory or defeat is difficult to distinguish.

"It's really strange, the enemy doesn't move, I don't move, and now I seem to be trapped fifty miles in front of this ghost gate, and it is difficult to advance an inch. ”

An elder of Wangjianglou stood in front of the dark Gobi and looked towards the other side of the Evil Land.

The ghost gate is high, and the hideous shadow is at the end.

In the middle is a dangerous and barren clearing, where the grass grows in the barren crevices of the rocks, swaying in the wind.

The distant sky is a deep and shallow shadow, and it looks very calm.

But no one knows how many dangers lurk in this seemingly quiet shadow.

Xie Buchen stood on the top of the Gobi, looking down at the terrain from a high place, a pale green robe swaying with the fierce wind on the wasteland, between the eyebrows and eyes like ink condensing mountains and rivers, there was a faint bit of majestic and awe-inspiring coldness, but the thin lips were calm smiles.

Strategize and win a thousand miles.

At the moment, after listening to the complaint of the elder Wangjianglou, he was not stunned at all, and only said: "Zen Buddhism has not been long in coming, and the fellow Daoists of Yashan and Xinghai have not yet arrived, and it is common for it to be difficult to advance an inch, so there is no need to be too anxious." ”

Don't have to be too eager?

The elder of Wangjianglou really couldn't say anything, he only felt that Kunwu, the true disciple of the Hengxu Zhenren, and the proud son of the sky in the Nineteen Continents, who had been second only to Yashan in the past hundred years, was too calm, and he didn't have a backache when he stood and talked.

"But it's not a way to drag it out like this!"

"Those who cannot be defeated will defend, and those who can be victorious will attack. The rules are insufficient, but the offense is more than enough. Those who are good defenders hide under the nine earths, and those who are good at attackers move above the nine heavens. Therefore, it can protect itself and win all. ”

How could Xie Buchen not be able to detect this elder's impatience?

It's just that the emotions of others are really difficult to affect him.

He has been familiar with military books since he was a child, proficient in the method of arranging troops, and he is resourceful, and after arriving in the Nineteenth Continent, he has studied the formation more intensively.

The man stands with his hands in his hands, and the sword of the human emperor is in the palm.

He knew that the elder of Wangjianglou couldn't understand what he had just said, so he continued without looking back: "Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated in a hundred battles." This Ghost Gate Pass is the most important pass to truly enter the Extreme Domain, and the Eight Directions Yan Palace's heavy soldiers are ambushed here, and the strong attack will be a tough battle. In fact, it is rare to see a battle in the world to win more with less, and no matter how many clever changes there are, they can't match the difference in strength. The elders still have to be calm. ”

The elder of Wangjianglou was speechless for a moment.

A few days ago, the monks of the two Zen Secret Sects who participated in the battle of the Surprise Attack on the Snow Region had already rushed to the Extreme Domain Battlefield one by one, but what was surprising was that they had not seen anyone for a long time on the side of Yashan and Xinghai. Two days later, news came from Qu Zhengfeng, saying that the two groups of monks from Xinghai and Yashan had been seriously injured in the battle of the snowy region, and they needed to stay for a few days to recuperate and come back after their injuries.

Everyone actually didn't believe Qu Zhengfeng.

So I asked the Zen master Xuelang for verification, who expected the Zen master to keep silent, but the little Hui monk on the side was hollow and pure, and blurted out that the eyes of the senior sister Yashan were indeed inappropriate, and she looked worried.

This time, I had no choice but to let it go.

After all, the hundreds of monks in Xinghai and Yashan are not much, and if they come, they can add a little more combat power to the Nineteen Continents, but if they really want to say that they are like a tiger with wings, it should not be enough.

So although everyone had some doubts, no one dared to say anything in front of Yashan.

At the moment, the battle situation is deadlocked, and after discussing with the people of Fudao Mountain, Hengxu Zhenren decided to send a few teams of men and horses to investigate the situation around to see if there is anything abnormal.

Their team has the highest cultivation, so they naturally close to this dangerous ghost gate.

In addition to him and Xie Buchen, there is also an extremely sensitive and special existence standing next to him, that is, Fu Chaosheng, who has caused a lot of trouble in the Xinghai in the past few days.

When Xie Buchen spoke, he only stood aside and listened, but he didn't have any special reaction.

It's just that after Xie Buchen finished talking to the elder, he turned to him, and he couldn't see any emotion in his shallow eyes, so he didn't shy away from asking at all: "Fu Daoyou's cultivation is profound, and he has been to the Extreme Domain, and at this moment, he is fifty miles away, looking at the Ghost Gate Pass from afar, I don't know what clues can be seen?"

Seeing that he was not worried, Fu Chaosheng stayed with the people of Yashan most of the time, and this time he would come out together, but it was only because Xie Buchen on Kunwu's side took the initiative to ask for orders to come out to see, so he followed in disgust.

But unexpectedly, Xie Buchen was calm and did not have a seizure.

Hearing him ask himself at this moment, Fu Chaosheng said: "Your expectation is good, there are 100,000 evil ghosts hidden behind the Ghost Gate, and among the ten ghost clans, the Ghost King and the Bird's Beak Clan have been stationed inside, and it is an easy place to defend and difficult to attack. ”

"Fifty miles is already very close, and there must be great power in the opponent's formation, so now that we have seen the situation clearly, let's go back and report to discuss. ”

Fu Chaosheng said briefly, and Xie Buchen didn't ask.

He said this calmly, and immediately went down to this Gobi, the human emperor's sword had no sword light, only the shadow of the sword, supporting his figure, floating like a crane.

The elder of Wangjiang Tower and Fu Chaosheng naturally left after him.

Just halfway through, the elder went far away, but Fu Chaosheng and Xie Buchen lagged behind.

Xie Buchen laughed: "Before the Yashan Xinghai people arrived, there must have been some 'change', and outsiders such as us don't know the inside story." However, I have heard that Fu Daoyou is a confidant and close friend of Daoyou, so I think it should be clear?"

“……”

Fu Chaosheng is not a human being, even if he once served as a national teacher on an isolated island in the world, he really doesn't know much about the twists and turns in people's hearts.

When he heard the word "outsider", his face turned faintly cold.

Xie Buchen didn't seem to see it, the human emperor's sword was still moving forward, vaguely the noble posture of the third prince of Xie Hou's Mansion in the past, but between the indifferent eyebrows, compared to the old days, there was a little more awe-inspiring and killing immortal aura.

The red dust does not contaminate his body, and it is very clean.

At this moment, he only sighed calmly and said: "Since the ancients have different paths, the views of the monks of the Nineteen Continents cannot be removed, not to mention the great difference between the races? If a gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, if Xie is Fu Daoyou, he will never come here in danger. ”

The hidden meaning in the voice can be said to be very obvious.

Even Fu Chaosheng no longer understands the world, but he can also hear it clearly. He knew that Xie Buchen, who was regarded as a mortal enemy, had good skills, so he didn't bother to listen to what the other party said.

only said: "Whether it is dangerous or not, I have my old friends to weigh it for me, and I don't have to worry about others." ”

Old Friends......

Is this how they are commensurate?

Xie Buchen listened, but he didn't refute anything anymore, just smiled faintly, turned into a streamer afterimage, and walked towards the place where the cultivators of the Nineteen Continents were temporarily stationed.

Billions of galaxies are reversed in the universe.

Man is immersed in the world of consciousness, and there is neither time nor heat or cold.

When I woke up in the ice stream, opened my eyes, and saw the unchanging sky above, I felt like I was in a different world, and I didn't know how much time had passed, let alone what had happened.

When she found herself lying under the ice stream, she was shocked.

Subconsciously turned over, but his body was as light as a swallow, and he jumped into the air like a cloud.

There was a dull pain in the center of the eyebrows.

She stretched out her hand and pulled it out, and the sharp sword body was pulled out of her eyebrows little by little, wasn't it the first line of heaven that Qu Zhengfeng suddenly stabbed her before?

It's just that holding this sword again at this moment feels completely different from before.

Although the spiritual connection is not as strong as the sword of blood to recognize the Lord, there is a faint deeper resonance, like the arm and the finger is not an exaggeration at all.

At this time, everything that had happened before passed through her mind like a flashlight: countless pictures of near-death and falling, the huge and treacherous sword palace, the endless sword shadow and endless changes in sword moves, and the realization in the extreme killing......

As soon as his mind moved, a line of heaven instantly turned into six feet.

The rest were not much different from before, except for the dangerous red on the spine of the sword, which was an inch shorter.

It was the inch that was close to the hilt of the sword and disappeared.

If it is reduced to a three-foot sword, it is half an inch missing.

At first glance, he didn't react, and then he frowned, and suddenly raised his hand to touch his eyebrows.

In the position that was previously penetrated by a glimmer of sky, there was a touch of blood red!

Slender as a line, strange and dangerous, exactly half an inch!

The heart is racing, and countless ideas are flooding up in an instant.

But soon, her reason made her suppress this series of complicated thoughts, just raising her eyes to look around, but seeing a piece of ice and snow, where is the shadow of the wind?

At that moment, the color underneath was a little more faintly gloomy.

Seeing that he couldn't think about it anymore, he grabbed a glimmer of heaven, and left the arsenal in a moment, and moved across dozens of miles, and returned directly to Yashan.

When others suddenly saw her, they were all pleasantly surprised.

She didn't pay attention to it, as soon as her spiritual sense was released, she had already found out where the person was, and then in her thoughts, she was already standing on the corner of the cliff mountain road to the top of the spirit.

It is the star-picking platform in the eight views of Yashan.

It was late at night.

The galaxy spreads in the inky blue sky, the mountain breeze blows, the sound of the waves is faint, and the cold air is actually floating with the mellow smell of wine.

Qu Zhengfeng sat on the star-picking platform leaning out of the mountain and drank.

Seeing that Chou stopped behind him, his eyebrows were slightly cold: "His Majesty the Sword Emperor's shot is extraordinary, if the sword is not a ray of heaven, I am afraid that Chou is already in a different place at this moment." I'm curious, what is the purpose of you trying to do it, and ask me if I believe you or not?"

"If you answer and believe me, I will first explain to you the ins and outs of the matter and what will happen next, and if you answer that you do not believe me, then it will be the same as yesterday, and there is no need to say more. ”

Qu Zhengfeng didn't turn around and knew that it was her, so he drank by himself.

It's just that after the words were spoken, he laughed inexplicably, turned his head, forced to look at her, and there was a bit of insight in his voice: "However, seeing that the cultivation of the sorrowful Daoist is not much weaker, and it is not a complete sudden sneak attack, can you really avoid seeing the sorrowful Daoyou? Or ask, do you really not believe me?"

“……”

Seeing that Chou was looking at him with a sword, his eyes showed a little jealousy, but he didn't speak.

Qu Zhengfeng didn't need to listen to her answer at all, so he just picked up another wine jar on the ground and threw it to her, saying, "Drink." After drinking, it was time to set off on the road. ”