Snowflakes fluttering.

A gust of wind blew.

The depths of the small world are getting colder and colder, the mountains are as cold as winter, the surrounding mountains are gradually desolate, and the elixir and spiritual grass are also thinning.

The sky was blank, much brighter than the sky in the distance and the rest of the surrounding area.

The sky is the magic of a small world, where there is no sun and no night. It's always white, and it's a real place that never sleeps.

It is a mysterious land isolated from the world.

In the center of the small world, many people unconsciously approached here, and after the fog cleared on the winding mountains, people's eyes lit up.

The crowd was elated and walked together.

When you're ready to go up and explore.

Unexpectedly, the wind was howling, and the sky was dark, and I couldn't open my eyes.

"Whirring ......"

At the foot of the tall snow-capped mountains, the cold wind carried the snowflakes and ice particles like hail.

Cracking sound.

Mercilessly smashed into the body of the uninvited guest.

It seems to be performing some kind of disadvantage, and does not like the presumptuous behavior of these outsiders.

There are countless elixirs and spiritual herbs in the small world, as well as other precious resources such as ores. It has been ruined a lot by outsiders, and many people are fighting each other.

Bloody breath,

Sprawl in a small world of tranquility.

At this moment, the monks who entered the small world, no matter which force they belonged to, were the last ones to unconsciously advance towards the snow-capped mountain.

It was as if something was secretly signaling or guiding them.

There are a lot of top-grade elixirs along the way, but there are not many demon beasts encountered. The strongest cultivation among the demon beasts is the second-level peak, which causes a tragic lesson to the monks.

Someone was injured and even died.

"Why is it getting colder?"

"Nonsense, where is the cold, haha, why do I feel so hot that I want to sweat?"

A monk next to him deliberately interrupted, looking around curiously, a desolate scene!

The mountains are sparsely wooded.

The leaves are needle-shaped, ancient trees that have never been seen before, and the big trees on the mountain are not too tall, but they are unusually tall and straight. The straight tree is like an iron-blooded soldier guarding the frontier, arrogant and cold.

His body was full of iron-blooded indifference.

Don't go near the living,

Outsiders are not welcome!

The cold wind was blowing, and the cold resistance of the monk's body was not weak, and when everyone came to the vicinity of the snow-capped mountain, they actually felt cold one by one, which should be caused by the temperature dropping to a very low level.

"Hmm, the best spiritual vein?"

"Nonsense, there's a big snowy mountain in front of you, okay, where is the best spiritual vein?"

The person next to him looked at the monk who had just spoken and pouted. "Are you crazy to get rich?"

Someone shook their heads and laughed.

"Haha......"

"Heaven and earth are so big, who knows if there are any top-grade spiritual veins under the snow mountain in the small world?" the man continued, his tone determined.

Ask these people about their ignorance with questions!

"Small world aura is not an illusion. Regardless of whether there is a superb spiritual vein or not, the spiritual energy in the depths of the snow-capped mountains is indeed stronger. The man said seriously.

"Cut, do you still need to say this?"

"Hahaha, it's ......"

At this moment, the young disciples of all forces also gradually gathered together and found a home.

After experiencing the battle in the small world, everyone was frightened and cautious, unlike when they first entered the small world, they only had the desire to explore in their hearts.

At last.

It's all about saving your life!

At this time, the fifteen disciples of the Xuan Illusion Sect gathered together and were muttering in a low voice.

Attract the attention of others.

The nine children of the royal family stood together and looked at the disciples of the Xuan Illusion Sect with an angry expression.

"Humph!"

Obviously, for some reason, there had been a conflict between the disciples of the two forces.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have glared angrily,

That's cause and effect.

"Uh, what do they mean?"

Among the disciples of the Xuan Illusion Sect. Lu Yang stood there, just in time to see the expressions of the children of the royal family, as well as the other party's expressions full of murderous intent, cold and angry.

So he whispered.

"Senior Brother Lu Yang, because of the seven best elixir Donghua crape myrtle, we had a fierce collision with the children of the royal family, fortunately, there are many of us, and we ...... in the end."

Lv Yang's side,

A gray-clothed disciple said with a grin.

"Oh, what, there are seven top-notch Donghua crape myrtles? Lu Yang smiled faintly.

Look at the angry royal children.

Are they trying to fight? Hehe, if you want to fight, you can come up and fight, a bunch of cowards.

Lu Yang shook his head, full of contempt for these royal children in his heart...... Bully the soft and fear the hard soft egg.

Before, Lu Yang used the Void Movement Scroll to pass through the space barrier of the small world, and went to the outside world in a panic, and when he appeared, his body happened to be in the sky of the Vortex Passage, and he was almost killed!

Fortunately, the master Mengjiuzun saved him.

"I feel like I'm going to break through. After coming to the small world, the spiritual vein realm ninefold peak true yuan precipitation is enough, it is still good in the small world, and the extremely rich aura allows people to increase their cultivation at any time......"

Lu Yang was happy in his heart.

Thinking of the previous humiliating scene again, he was chased and persecuted by the little girl of Fengming Sect in red, and finally had no choice but to escape with the help of the void scroll.

Shameful.

"Hmph, damn it!" The Void Shifting Scroll has only been used a limited number of times, and he was actually forced to escape?

When did I, Lu Yang, be so embarrassed? It's a great shame, when my cultivation breaks through to the spirit pill realm, I must find the little girl of Fengming Sect to take revenge!

"What's wrong with Senior Brother?"

The disciple next to him found that Lu Yang's face was not good.

"It's okay, I just think these royal children are a little too tolerant, like turtles. Lu Yang shook his head and regained his calm and breezy expression.

"Hahaha!"

The gray-clothed disciple next to him laughed, "Senior Brother is so right, they are the Turtle King Bastards!"

"Uh, hahaha......"

Several people from the Xuan Illusion Sect laughed together when they heard this.

The faces of the children of the yellow-robed royal family not far away became more and more ugly, as if they had eaten stool.

Another place.

Zhang Junyuan and Ouyang Yunyin were together, and a few Fengming Sect disciples gathered at the foot of the snow mountain.

"Humph!"

Zhang Junyuan's gaze was faint, glancing at the people of the Xuan Illusion Sect, and he couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Ouyang Yunyin felt a little funny and asked, "Oh, did you remember something good?"

"What's the good thing, all I encountered were some bad things, the disciples of the Xuan Illusion Sect were crazy and domineering, and I had no place to hide from my previous cultivation level. ”

Zhang Junyuan's eyes flashed slightly.

"Oh, no wonder. ”

Ouyang Yunyin said softly, "The Fantasy Sect is a madman, this madman! Son Meng Jiuzun is also a peak powerhouse in the Divine Journey Realm, and the strength of the two of them is terrifying. Therefore, the disciples of the Xuan Illusion Sect have always been powerful. ”

But I don't know,

The dreamer had actually died unexpectedly.

Another place......

"Even if there is no top-grade spiritual vein in the Snow Mountain, there must be a high-grade spiritual vein hidden in the depths of the Snow Mountain!" said the Sanxiu who spoke first loudly.

This person is thirty-five or sixteen years old, but he is a peak cultivator in the Spirit Vein Realm, and his tone of voice is very hard, and he is a person with a strong personality.

"Nonsense!"

A disciple of the Fantasy Sect.

His eyes looked coldly at this loose cultivator.

"Before, I saw you brutally murder a child of the royal family, and you still dare to come here to make trouble?"