Bai Yunfeng's heart tightened when he saw the visitor, but his expression was like a 'friend' who had seen him for many years, and said, "You are here, then we can also talk about how to distribute it." As soon as it came to this treasure, the scene suddenly became tense, especially the female elder of Xianle Pavilion, her two eyes rolled straight, for a long time, the thousand elders of Xianle Pavilion said: "Everyone in the secret realm last time was three or three points, this time you might as well keep it as usual."

After Elder Qian finished speaking, he deliberately glanced at Bai Yunfeng. Wang Mingyang looked at the ghost of Baiyun Peak, and knew that there was no hope, and before he could speak, that Baiyun Peak had already agreed, "It's reasonable for us to have three or three points, just leave a layer for them!" The 'generosity' of the Xuanjian Sect moved everyone to "cry bitterly", so this treasure that did not belong to anyone one second was designated to belong to whoever it belonged to the next second.

Mu Han stood at the back of the team and watched from afar. As for the previous matter, it has nothing to do with him half a dime. So he didn't have to do anything to break through that barrier, and he didn't need to do anything; After a while, the three major sects have worked together to break the barrier, the three sects you push me and I push yours, the appearance of 'humility and harmony' makes the people behind look full of emotion, this world that has been dominated by interests, I didn't expect that there are still 'virtues', so the three sects entered the mountain in the middle of you push me and you push.

The space is vast, the passages are dense, and when you enter the mountain, everyone adheres to my idea of being for everyone, and in order not to disturb each other, they have disappeared without a trace as soon as they enter. Mu Han's little fat man was not in a hurry, and when the scattered people behind him were finished, the two of them walked into this unknown place

Dusty space for many years.

As the sunlight shone into this space, the face of the ice that had been frozen for thousands of years appeared in front of the two of them, whether it was a strange-shaped stalactite or a glowing rainbow stone, the edges and corners had already been smoothed out under the washing of time; The snow slowly melted, and the snow stones faded into their original form.

"It looks like a fish?" Mu Han looked at the dorsal fin exposed by the snow stone and said, "Judging by its volume, it should be like the deep sea." The little fat man said, looking at the length. How can there be fish here? Mu Han was puzzled, "Is this place very close to the sea?" ”

"It's not far, it's not very close, it's just a few hundred miles."

Mu Han was stunned, "Hundreds of miles? How can there be fish here?" You ask me?" The little fat man was stunned, and then smiled, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, I don't know." The little fat man's answer made it impossible for Mu Han to find the answer from him, and Mu Han didn't pay attention to what the little fat man was torturing there, and observed the space alone.

But after observing for a long time, Mu Han found that his efforts were in vain, this place was still frozen stones except for frozen stones, and just when Mu Han was about to give up, a white feather caught his attention; The feather is ten meters long, through the spar on the surface, faintly see that the aura is faintly circling, Mu Han suddenly became interested, his eyes glared, the knife on his waist was pulled, the snow stone was cut a lot smaller, Mu Han was just about to use the fire mystery to melt the snow, a voice interrupted his movements!

"If you don't want to die, hand over the space ring to Lao Tzu."

Six cultivators around the fiftieth level walked towards Mu Han, led by a middle-aged man in a black suit, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his gaze swept around and then stopped on Mu Han; The little fat man stopped harvesting, sat down on a stone, his eyes were bright, and in the face of these people who ignored him, the little fat man did not have any dissatisfaction in his heart, he was wishing for this.

Life is so lovely, why don't some people cherish it? Mu Han shook his head, "I don't want to kill people, you guys are in a hurry to leave now." "Yo-hea!" The middle-aged man was amused, "Then please ask the hero to donate generously and save us 'poor people'." "Is the ridicule talking about Mu Han's inadequacy, or is he laughing at himself for having eyes and not knowing Mount Tai? The opportunity has been given, and it doesn't matter if others cherish Mu Han or not, just like a person who is disheartened and wants to die, you can't stop it.

Seeing Mu Han coming, the ridicule became louder, they didn't know where this young man got the courage, couldn't he rely on the strength of Daojun? With the four knives at his waist? Or is he a genius? In order to add mystery to this young man who seems to be a fledgling, everyone racked their brains!

The red figure was already ten meters away, and the middle-aged man led by him suddenly stopped smiling at this time, and as the figure approached, his eyelids kept beating. Could it be that this young man is a demon? Cold sweat suddenly rose from his forehead, and a cold air behind him hit his heart, and the middle-aged man subconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"If you don't give you the robbery, you have to take your life, then it's no wonder that we are!" A man walked out from behind the middle-aged man, his fierce eyes were close to Mu Han, and he didn't wait for Mu Han to react, or that the young man had been frightened by him; The sword is faster, the sword has arrived, and the blue light is directed at Mu Han, wanting to seal his throat with a sword!

Hearing only the sound of "Qing", the stabbing sword was cut like tofu, and the man was also split in half by a knife, Mu Han's figure was already behind this group, and everyone didn't react at all, or they were shrouded in a black mist, and there was nothing but darkness in front of them!

The knife has been sheathed, the person has returned to the snow stone, everything is back to the beginning, but this beginning is not the previous beginning, just as spring goes to autumn, flowers wither, and blooms, this unchanged ending, not sad but beautiful, after all, the course of life can not only have a beginning but no end.

"It's his feather." The little fat man was already beside Mu Han for some time, and Mu Han was stunned, "His feathers? Who is he? The little kid smiled, "Put this thing away, it's a rare treasure!" The figure of the little fat man has disappeared into the passage, but the question left for Mu Han is still in place, "This guy," Mu Han put away the white feathers that had just dissolved, flew down, and also walked into the passage that the little fat man had just walked.

There are still traces of blood left in the cave, blown by the wind mixed with warm and cold, the outside is full of spring, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the frozen snow inside is cold and deserted, like two different worlds; At this moment, a lame dwarf man enters from one world to another, his gaze is bright, and he is happy, for the unhappy man's gaze is dim, and it does not make one wonder what makes a lame man happy?

"I can't help you alone, but what about so many people?" He walked into a passage with a smile, his smile was unpredictable, just as his strength in his twenties gave people infinite reverie. He was gone, his shadow had disappeared into the darkness, but the wind was still blowing, blowing.