In a gray mist valley, a pool of water can be faintly seen, the pool water is not the kind of turquoise that people are common, but the same as the fog in this valley, gray, and the lake is still bubbling with a trace of cold air above the pool.

The Abyss Cold Pool, located in a mysterious place in the ancestral land of the Bai family, is rumored to be made of the abyssal cold iron in this cold pool.

At this time, in the abyss cold pool, a figure was soaking naked in the cold pool, it was Bai Yichen who had entered the ancestral land to cultivate, the water in the abyss cold pool was cold and piercing, and Bai Yichen's whole body was covered with a layer of light frost, as if it was frozen.

In the depths of the cold pool, there is a will to freeze all things, this will, along the pond water, when it is about to spread out of the pond to the surrounding area, the surface of the pond, a looming white streamer flashes, the will is firmly imprisoned in the pool.

In the cold pool, cold and ruthless, outside the cold pool, spring is full of joy!

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The land of gathering winds, the eye of the storm, Ye Tian stepped into the canyon again, this time after Ye Tian entered, he did not immediately start cultivating the Streamer Phantom, but closed his eyes, let the wind in the canyon blow on his body, and I stood still.

"Tear up!"

In the wind in front of Ye Tian, a sharp wind blade appeared out of thin air, taking advantage of the momentum of the wind, attacking Ye Tian, just when the wind blade was about to split on Ye Tian's body, Ye Tian's body side, his footsteps lightly stepped to the side, and the sharp wind blade passed by Ye Tian's shoulder.

"Meaning, spirit, potential!" Ye Tian slowly opened his eyes, his face was thoughtful, after a while, he closed his eyes again, after a cup of tea, Ye Tian took another step forward, after a step, Ye Tian stopped again, after a cup of tea, Ye Tian took another step, and the cycle repeated.

"What is this kid doing?" Everyone in the eye of the storm saw Ye Tian take a step forward in the wind for a while, take a step back, and take a step to the left for a while, and their doubts gradually rose, and this time, Ye Tian was not blown out by the wind as usual.

Ye Tian walked very slowly in the strong wind, although his pace was also erratic, but he was still generally moving towards the front, and after an hour, Ye Tian had gone deeper into the canyon than some martial artists who had comprehended the meaning of the storm here.

"Now the little ghost really likes to play these god-like tricks to attract people's attention, but the Wind Blade Group is coming, I want to see how you still pretend!"

At this moment, Ye Tian had no distractions, and had devoted himself to the cultivation of the Streamer Phantom, in Ye Tian's perception, in the previous irregular wind group, but now there was a vague silk thread, Ye Tian didn't know what these silk threads were doing, but when Ye Tian stepped in the direction of the silk thread, the kind of tearing that was in the middle of the storm and everywhere would disappear strangely at that moment, giving Ye Tian a feeling as if he was walking on flat ground, even smoother than flat ground, without any resistance.

It's a pity that this kind of silk thread that appears in Ye Tian's perception is very unstable, sometimes it only appears once in a long time, and the more Ye Tian thinks about it and observes the silk thread that appears, this magical silk thread will disappear in an instant, and when Ye Tian doesn't want to miss it again, the magical silk thread will miraculously appear in Ye Tian's perception again.

"Retreat! The Wind Blade Group is coming!" I don't know who shouted, all the martial artists who cultivated behind the canyon quickly retreated until they got out of the canyon.

"It's not good, there's another person in there, it seems to be that kid at the beginning of the Martial Spirit Realm, damn it, didn't anyone inform him!" Outside the canyon, more than a dozen figures stood there, looking at Ye Tian in the storm, with different expressions.

The mortality rate of all the Eye of the Storm is quite high, and another reason is that in the Eye of the Storm, the Wind Blade Group will erupt from time to time, once the Wind Blade Group erupts, in the entire canyon, in the sky and on the ground, before and after, left and right, countless light green wind blades will erupt from all places, and these wind blades, each of which can easily cut the flesh of ordinary martial spirit realm martial artists, even if it is the body of a martial spirit realm powerhouse, it can't hold on to a few.

Fortunately, although the time of each wind blade group eruption was not fixed, before each outbreak, that kind of whining roar would sound in the canyon, but Ye Tian, who was completely immersed in cultivation, did not know it, nor did he notice anything strange around him.

"It's too late, the Wind Blades are about to erupt!"

Before the words fell, in the canyon, the fierce wind suddenly stopped, and then, countless light green wind blades appeared in the storm out of thin air, covering the entire canyon in an instant.

Ye Tian, who was in the midst of the storm, suddenly felt a chill coming from all directions, and through his clothes, Ye Tian's skin all over his body had goosebumps.

"What's going on?" Ye Tian hurriedly opened his eyes, almost stupid by the scene in front of him, the wind blade, in all directions, front and back, left and right, the eyes were full of pale green wind blades, before Ye Tian could react, the wind blades in the sky danced with the wind, and the entire canyon instantly turned into a slaughterhouse!

At this time, I am afraid that even if a fly accidentally falls into this canyon, it will be cut into countless pieces in an instant!

"Run!" At the moment when he found out that something was wrong, there was only one word left in Ye Tian's mind! The sky thunder step out, the sky thunder step that used to be more than thirty zhang in an instant, but now it has not run out of three zhang, and it is squeezed out by this wind blade in the sky, and the strong wind pressure, the wind blade is extremely sharp, and the extreme speed in cooperation is simply terrifying, if there are only more than ten wind blades, with Ye Tian's strong body, there is no problem at all.

But in the current canyon, there are more than a thousand ways of wind blades, ten thousand ways.

The wind blade was as dense as a torrential rain, falling on Ye Tian's body, and soon Ye Tian's whole body was torn open with countless tiny openings, and blood flowed.

At Ye Tian's feet, the thunder light shone one one after another, the golden ocean was boiling, and a stream of violent aura rushed to Ye Tian's feet, fortunately, Ye Tian had not yet gone deep into the canyon, after stepping out of the heavenly thunder step more than ten times in a row, Ye Tian finally came to the outside of the canyon, and at the last moment, Ye Tian even felt that the bones of his whole body were being cut by the wind blade!

The people standing outside the canyon looked at the wind blade dancing in the storm, although they had seen it many times, but they were still pale, their scalp was numb, and a chill unconsciously rose from the bottom of their hearts.

"Poof!" At this moment, a figure covered in blood and white bones could even be seen flying out of the wind blade group and smashing to the ground.

"This is, that little junior brother!" Ye Tian was extremely miserable at the moment, and there was not a single intact skin on his body, which was even better than Bai Yichen at the beginning.

The moment the martial artists outside saw Ye Tian flying out, they couldn't help but be stunned, it was really unimaginable that Ye Tian could still come out of the wind blade group, although it was extremely miserable, but he still ran out after all!

"Everyone, save people, Senior Brother Yang, please go and inform the elders, junior brothers, whoever still has healing pills on their bodies quickly take them out!"

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Two days later, Ye Tian woke up from a coma.

"Where is this, shouldn't I be in the Land of Gathering Wind?" Ye Tian slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying in a strange room, Ye Tian subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to rub his groggy head, but found that something seemed to be wrong.

It turned out that he was wrapped with bandages all over his body, Ye Tian smiled bitterly, and he really didn't let go of it from head to toe. After a while, Ye Tian finally remembered what had happened in the Land of Gathering Wind, the wind blades in the sky, countless cuts, and the unforgettable pain made Ye Tian fall into a coma when he rushed out of the wind blade group.

Ye Tian tried to shake his hands and feet, and found that it was not as painful as he imagined. At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open, and Elder Sun, who was guarding the Land of Gathering Winds, walked in, and was slightly surprised to see Ye Tian, who had already woken up, according to his estimates, Ye Tian would have at least a few days to wake up.

"I said, which peak are you a disciple, before entering the storm, didn't anyone tell you what things you need to pay attention to in it?" After speaking, Elder Sun leaned in front of Ye Tian with a strange expression, "How did you do it, this kid, I have never seen a person with a martial spirit realm survive in the Wind Blade Group in the Eye of the Storm, it's really weird!"

"Uh-uh, thank you for the elder's life-saving grace, it should be luck!" Ye Tian smiled, thinking of the wind blade group in the eye of the storm, Ye Tian was also afraid, if he was going deep for a distance, even if he had such a powerful body, he might not be able to run out.

"It's not a life-saving grace, it's just a gesture, even if I don't make a move, you'll be fine, it's just that you have to recuperate for a while. Elder Sun smiled, of course he didn't believe Ye Tian's statement, but Elder Sun didn't delve into it, the cultivation of the Ethereal Dao Sect pays attention to a fateful word, and the secret hidden in the disciple's body, the sect will never ask about it. Just like in the Blood Killing Realm, the sect doesn't care what amazing opportunities you get inside.

"You have a good rest here now, by the way, which peak are you a disciple, I will send someone to inform you and let someone from your peak pick up people." "Since Ye Tian was afraid of causing trouble, he changed his Dao arrangement, Elder Sun sat in the Land of Gathering Wind all the year round, and what happened a few days ago was only slightly heard.

"Thank you Elder Sun, I am Ye Tian, a disciple of Nameless Peak, in fact, there is not much to do, so there is no need to inform me, can I bother Elder Sun here for a few days, and after I am a little better, I will leave on my own." Ye Tian didn't want to go back to the Nameless Peak now, before the Streamer Phantom had not been cultivated, until the last moment, Ye Tian didn't want to leave this place of gathering winds. Moreover, even if it is notified, I am afraid that according to the temperament of Cang's predecessors, he will inevitably be ridiculed by the old man, and finally say, "Is that stinky boy dead, not dead, oh, then it's okay, let him stay there!"