The Snow Flower Palace Lord did not hesitate to loosen the strings.

A buzzing sound exploded.

The bowstring snapped back, and the ice arrow vanished in an instant, almost at the same moment, in front of the eyebrow of the roadblocker.

Unexpectedly, this person standing in front of the Snow Flower Palace Lord was actually an old man with a gray beard, if those priests from the Heavenly Demon Peak Ancient Temple were here, they would definitely recognize this person.

"It's you, you're still alive?" the Snow Flower Palace Lord was slightly surprised.

This old man had served the previous high priest for one hundred and eighty years.

Azule succeeded to the position of high priest, and he was Asur's servant.

At the last moment, the old man, who had been a servant in the ancient temple all his life, quickly raised his hands and grabbed the ice arrow.

"Don't you dare to die!"

Frost spawned from the palm of his hand, and then spread at a visible rate towards his age-spotted hands.

The old servant of the ancient temple narrowed his eyes slightly, and his hands suddenly exerted force, and with a bang, his hands exploded instantly.

"Delusional frozen decay, break it for me!"

However, at this moment, the second ice arrow had reached the chest, and the third ice arrow followed, but instead of shooting at the old servant of unknown strength, it shot at the frost dragon.

The Snowflake Palace Master shot three arrows in quick succession without stopping, and his body swept away, bypassing the old servant and rushing towards the Frost Dragon.

She didn't expect to be able to kill this old servant who had lived in the ancient temple for more than two hundred years with two arrows, let alone kill the Frost Dragon with one arrow.

But at the very least, this arrow can buy itself a little time.

Even for a moment.

Seventy zhang, sixty zhang...... Ten zhang.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

The Snow Flower Palace Lord frantically urged the spiritual power to increase the speed, and the familiar back of Fan Shanhe was already close at hand, and she stretched out her hand to grab the extremely familiar figure.

And in the clear eyes of the Snow Flower Palace Lord, the shadow of a person was reflected, and in the background, it was the hideous dragon head of the frost dragon!

Her fingers had already touched the fluttering clothes of Fan Shanhe.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly crashed into her, and this powerful and ferocious collision knocked the whole Snow Flower Palace Master to the side and flew out.

Her fingers touched his shirt and his hair, but they passed by.

"Don't!" the Snowflake Palace Lord let out a painful roar.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord and the sudden figure instantly rolled out a distance of dozens of zhang.

The man stood up from the rubble and grinned, "I'm sorry, I can't live the mountains and rivers." ”

Behind the two of them, thousands of wolves rode from the cliff and rushed into the battlefield like a torrent.

Fan Shanhe turned around and took a deep look at the Snow Flower Palace Master.

Looking at this woman who has loved her all her life.

He and she are the masters of the two holy lands in the Shiwei Realm, they are recognized as a good match, and they are the most famous group of immortal couples in the Shiwei Realm.

People in the world say that they don't envy mandarin ducks but only immortals, how many people indulge in the path of cultivation, never marry for the rest of their lives, and how many people abandon their wives and children, for the sake of the unattainable and ethereal ascension.

On the way to cultivation, in the end, you will be able to cross the tribulation and ascend, become an immortal, and get great freedom and freedom.

And for him, the great freedom without the fetters of the Snow Flower Palace Lord is not freedom, and without the eternal survival of the Snow Flower Palace Lord, it is better for the two of them to live happily together for hundreds of years.

The grass and trees are born in autumn, and it is enough to have you by your side.

It's just that Fan Shanhe attaches more importance to the lives of tens of millions of mortals in the micro realm, and once the war affects the common people, the consequences will be ......

Fan Shanhe looked at the Snow Flower Palace Master stupidly.

This glance contains too many emotions, too many memories, too many regrets, and too much love and happiness.

He cultivated the sword path of the mountains and rivers, like the sword in his hand, and he loved the Snow Flower Palace Master, so he did not hide it, and the sky knew it.

But he has the Snow Flower Palace Master in his heart, there are also disciples of the Holy Sword Sect, there are 100,000 sword cultivators, and even millions of cultivators in the Formula Realm and countless secular people, he has heaven in his heart and pretends to be a celestial.

He is a gentleman in the sword, a leader in the way of the sword, a master of the way of the sword, and a saint of the sword gate.

was named a sword master back then, and the breakthrough in kendo attainments was only a secondary factor, and the most important thing was to improve kendo itself.

With the sword in his hand, the sky is uneven.

Fan Shanhe looked at the Snow Flower Palace Master, looking at his lifelong love, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a relieved smile.

"I don't envy the immortal Xiao Yao who preached immortality, I just want to know and love you for a lifetime. ”

Fan Shanhe whispered: "Life is okay if it is hard, and the beloved should be good." ”

He clenched the Qinghong Sword in his hand sharply and raised his voice.

"Throughout my life, I will live up to heaven and man, and I will live up to Qing!"

Fan Shanhe suddenly turned around and stabbed out with a sword.

His muscles and veins were broken, his sea of consciousness was exhausted, and there was no trace of spiritual energy in his body.

He wasn't even a cultivator now.

Yun Mo, who felt the strangeness, didn't care at all that Leyou stabbed his eyebrows with a sword scabbard, kicked Leyou in the chest, and the two exchanged moves, and each withdrew more than ten zhang backwards.

A red and bloody cloud appeared at the center of his eyebrows, and he didn't pay attention to Leyou like a maggot on the tarsal bone, but swept towards the frost dragon.

It is necessary to kill the Frost Dragon before it kills Fanshan River, reads();.

But at this moment, Fan Shanhe shook his head slightly at Yun Mo.

The Qinghong Sword in his hand stabbed forward without stopping.

He was no longer a cultivator, even if the Qinghong Sword was the third-ranked famous sword in the Formula Realm, how could he resist the terrifying dragon breath of the Frost Dragon?

Yun Mo was suddenly stunned.

One last glance at Fan Shanhe, his body exploded backwards, and Leyou also felt the familiar and terrifying aura, and retreated without hesitation.

"He ......"

The Qinghong sword stabbed out and slammed into the dragon's breath.

The terrifying dragon breath that can urge the mountains to shake the mountains dissipates invisibly inch by inch.

Immediately after, the Frost Dragon watched in horror as its wings vanished inch by inch, letting out a mournful roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The dragon's breath was gone, the huge frost dragon was gone, followed by the more than 30,000 Qingjia Iron Riders who were in the same straight line, and finally the last barrier.

The barrier that was as high as a hundred feet, and the middle section instantly turned into countless powders that could not be distinguished by the naked eye.

A petite figure flew out of the luxurious chariot with the high priest's magic pattern, and immediately after, the luxurious chariot also weathered and dissipated.

This terrifying but invisible power caused a huge void to appear in front of Fan Shanhe, no demon cultivation, no sword magic weapons, no barriers, no mountains, no obstacles, traversing tens of thousands of miles across the Demon Domain, all the way to the east of the Demon Domain, disappearing into the endless sea.

If someone can overlook the entire Demon Domain, they will be able to see this straight line from Hangu Pass in the west to the Infinite Sea in the east.

It's an avenue.

The avenue to the Demon Realm, the avenue to the victory of the Formula Realm.

Azule's eyes were red, "The power of the origin, you actually used the power of the origin!

The green rainbow in the hands of Fan Shanhe weathered and fell inch by inch and then dissipated.

This is followed by the right hand holding the sword, followed by the arms, shoulders, and body.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord fell to his knees, hissing and wailing.

Nie Qianrou clenched her teeth, and blood was oozing from her lips.

Liu Lao Liu said softly: "If you want to cry, cry." ”

Fan Shanhe looked at Yun Mo.

Yun Mo understood the meaning in his eyes, took a slow breath, and nodded.

Fan Shanhe slowly closed his eyes.

There are no bones left, and the soul is gone.

Above the Nine Heavens, a giant hand that was hundreds of times larger than Vermilion Bird City tore through the space, opened the Cloud Tomb, seemed to feel something, paused for a moment, and then retracted.

Yun Mo whispered, "Senior, go all the way." ”