In the Xuansui Miasma, the three Saint Realm powerhouses stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere was condensed.

There is a person in the southeast sky, his body is all shrouded in a wide black robe, his face is covered by a black hood, and he can't see his appearance clearly, but his whole body is filled with a cold aura that makes people feel like falling into an iceberg just by looking at it, and the whole person seems to come from the netherworld, as the embodiment of death, the end of all things.

There is a person in the southwest sky, tall and slender, with a handsome face, looking like a young man in his twenties and thirties, but he is full of white hair, and his body is not an inch up and down, but his body is wrapped in some kind of crystal like snowflake ice crystals, and his whole body is glowing with some mysterious and intoxicating beautiful light.

And the eyes of the two stayed on the opposite side.

It was a young man dressed in white with an ordinary-looking face.

But this seemingly ordinary young man has an extraordinary aura all over his body.

"The Great Sage, Jia Huo. ”

The white-haired young man spoke slowly, although he was a young man, his voice was as old as an eighty-year-old man.

The young man looked at the two of them, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth: "Yinxue Great Sage, Ghost Great Sage, it's been a long time." ”

"In addition, Jia Shu is already in the past tense, and now, I am Chen Long. ”

The young man known as the Great Sage of Silver Snow frowned slightly: "Long Chen, it doesn't matter, what are you doing here......?" That's ......"

His gaze fell on Long Chen's hand, and the statue that was emitting a faint light changed color.

"That's—the key. The ghost sage on the other side opened his mouth quietly, and his tone was as cold as his appearance, full of murderous intent.

"Key?" Chen Long raised his eyebrows, as if he understood something, and the corners of his mouth hooked:

"I see, I said, I shouldn't be the only one who found out. ”

The Silver Snow Great Sage looked at him directly, his eyes were cold, but there was a hint of excitement on his face: "I see, that's the statue of the fox, I didn't expect it to fall into your hands, it's just right, let's go find it." ”

Chen Long also laughed, and a scroll appeared in his hand: "Just in case, let me ask, this scroll should be yours, right?"

Seeing the scroll in Long Chen's hand, the pupils of the Silver Snow Great Sage shrank slightly: "Hmph, that idiot of the evil light, he actually lost the scroll." ”

"Evil light?" Long Chen smiled: "I see, I understand, your Shenyan is really powerful, you can even find this kind of secret realm." Below here, it should be the entrance to the secret realm, right?"

Long Chen's gaze pierced through the white mist and looked down.

Above the ground, there were two mountains standing side by side.

Most of the ground in the Xuansui Miasma is jungle and swamp, full of all kinds of poisons, as far as the eye can see, it is a green color, and these two mountains and rivers are particularly conspicuous in the surrounding land.

Because, these turned out to be two snow-capped mountains.

The appearance of a snow-capped mountain in the center of the Xuansui Miasma is undoubtedly as incredible as the appearance of a volcano in the endless sea of ice.

But Long Chen's divine mind could feel that these two snow-capped mountains did really exist, and the ice and snow on them were also real snow. Moreover, the snow mountain stood in the poisonous miasma, but it seemed to be unaffected, and Chen Long could even see a few small beasts running on the snow mountain, which were obviously not poisonous.

With Chen Long's divine thoughts, even in the middle of the Xuansui Miasma, it would be easy to cover these two thousand high mountains, but he sensed that once his divine thoughts approached the valley between the two connected mountains, it would be as if it had been swallowed by something, and it would disappear without a trace.

There, it should be the entrance to the secret realm.

Chen Long wanted to go down directly to find out, but before that, he had to send the two in front of him first.

"If the scroll is correct, it would take nine statues to open the Secret Realm, so how many have you found now?"

The smile on the face of the Silver Snow Great Sage became thicker and thicker, and at the same time, the crystals around him began to tremble slowly: "Plus the one in your hand, it's the fourth." ”

"Oh?" Chen Long raised his eyebrows: "You are so confident that you can get this in my hand?"

The Silver Snow Great Sage grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth: "What Shen Yan wants, he never can't get it." ”

At the moment when his words fell, Long Chen's face suddenly changed.

I didn't know when, the ghost sage in the southeast sky had disappeared, and behind Long Chen, a thick darkness slowly emerged.

In the darkness, a white, somewhat excessive palm stretched out.

The white jade-like palm, which contrasted sharply with the black, quietly inserted into Long Chen's back.

"Got it!" Yinxue Great Sage's pupils shrank.

The next moment, Chen Long, who was inserted into his back by his palm, was shocked, and his body suddenly exploded, turning into a dazzling multicolored light, instantly poking the darkness into a thousand holes.

There was a muffled grunt in the darkness, which contracted rapidly.

"I'm afraid not!" a faint voice came from the other direction.

The Silver Snow Great Sage's face changed slightly, and he turned his head suddenly, only to see that on the side, a pitch-black long sword was slashing through the air!

In an instant, the crystals around the Silver Snow Great Sage condensed and deformed, and in his hand, a spear made of crystal that shone brightly and crystallinely, rolling up a storm and colliding with the blade.

The moment the blades intersected, the pitch-black blade froze, but the crystal spear exploded suddenly.

The Silver Snow Great Sage snorted, retreated 10,000 meters away in the blink of an eye, and looked ahead vigilantly.

The pitch-black blade was still in place, and the young man in white holding the hilt of the sword was looking at him with a smile.

"The great sage of the heavens is worthy of his name. The Silver Snow Great Sage's face became solemn: "But, are you sure you want to be an enemy of the gods?"

Chen Long's hand holding the long sword was slowly lowered, looking at the Silver Snow Great Sage, and said lightly: "Do you hand over the three statues yourself, or do I force you to hand them over?"

"Forcing us?" Yin Xue also laughed, his smile with endless coldness.

"Jia Huo, you are very strong, but no matter how strong you are, when you are enemies with Shenyan, your path has already come to an end!"

The next moment, the crystals around the Silver Snow Great Sage suddenly skyrocketed, like a waterfall, turning into a silver torrent, surging towards Long Chen.

Almost instantly, the crystal had skyrocketed to cover the surrounding sky for hundreds of miles, covering the sky and the sun, and even the white mist that had been shrouded in the Xuansui miasma all year round was washed away by this crystal.

And Chen Long's body, as early as the first time, was already surrounded by crystals, and the whole person seemed to be caught in a silvery white world, and the vision of his eyes had been occupied by silver light.

Between this endless silver world, if you pay close attention, you can see wisps of black gas, which are speeding through the silver light, it is a ghost-like ghost, waiting for an opportunity to move.

The two great sages had already made a move and besieged Long Chen.

But Long Chen's face was exceptionally calm.

A peerless powerhouse who broke through the peak of the Emperor Realm and crossed the Holy Realm Tribulation, transcended the mundane body, was close to a god, and was called a sage.

However, there are also strong and weak saints, and only saints whose combat power surpasses the five levels of the holy realm can be called great saints.

Previously, in the East, the overlord who fought with Chen Long, after thousands of years of cultivation, his combat power had reached the peak of the fivefold holy realm, and the distance from being able to be called a great saint was only a line away, if there was an artifact that fit in hand, he might be able to break through this line in one fell swoop.

And now, the two people who are fighting against Long Chen are two great sages!

The Ghost Great Sage and the Silver Snow Great Sage, both of them are peerless powerhouses whose strength surpasses the six levels of the Holy Realm.

And these two great sages have artifacts by their side.

The artifact of the Silver Snow Great Sage, named Snow Flow, is extremely special, not like Chen Long's Nine Ink, Wen Renye's broken star, with the shape of a sword, the Snow Flow changes for no reason, there is no fixed shape, the crystals around the Silver Snow Great Sage are transformed by the snow stream, and now the overwhelming silver torrent that encircles Chen Long in it is also transformed by the snow stream.

And the artifact of the Ghost Great Sage is even more dangerous!

Long Chen's face did not move, and the Nine Ink Sword in his hand was raised diagonally, pointing into the void.

Suddenly, a sword slashed out!

The pitch-black sword marks, like cracks in the world, slowly spread, and the surging and spraying of snow seemed to stop in an instant.

The whole silver world is split in two!

The snow stream dispersed, revealing the figure of the Silver Snow Great Sage, swishing people back, and the snow flowed away like a tide. And among the pitch-black sword marks, there was a spike, which was grasped by a snow-white hand and flowed out quietly. It was like a heresy born from the sword marks of the Nine Inks, and in the blink of an eye, it had already approached Long Chen's back and stabbed straight towards the back of his neck.

But Chen Long looked unaware.

At the moment when the spike was about to touch the skin on the back of Long Chen's neck, the palm holding the spike trembled suddenly.

I saw a beautiful white-clothed girl, who appeared beside Chen Long at some point, her palm turned into a black sword blade, and she slashed towards her white palm.

The spike had to change direction on the fly, colliding with the blade, and the two were separated at the touch of a button.

The blade changed back to the shape of the girl's arm, but it left a dark mark on it, and that trace seemed to contain the deepest will to die.

And the spikes, once again, retracted into the darkness.

This is the artifact of the Ghost Great Sage, lifeless!

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