"Senior sister, it's time for you to wake up." Yun Zhi stretched out his hand and gently stroked the hair of the woman in white, and said softly, tears flashing in her beautiful big eyes, revealing heartbreaking sadness.

"Senior sister? You're calling me right? You know me, don't you? Who am I? I can't remember anything. The woman in white asked eagerly, she knew that she was in a bad state, she would always forget a lot of things she didn't want to forget, once she also desperately wanted to resist, but she couldn't stop it, just like the sand in your hand, when you tried your best to keep it, you found that the tighter you worked, the faster the speed of the pass.

"You used to be the most outstanding disciple of the Holy Land Moon Palace, my junior sister is Wan'er's second sister, and you are also the third sister of Zhan Fengyun and Bing Spirit, your name is Ling Yu, and the world is known as the Sword Immortal." Yunzhi said softly.

"Moon Palace, Wan'er, Zhan Fengyun, Ice Spirit?" Strange but extremely familiar names poured into her heart, Ling Yu felt that her head was about to explode, and she was miserable, but at that moment, she actually felt extremely real, because she was not complete if she forgot everything.

A picture appeared in his mind, it was a very ordinary night, but the blood in front of the steps of the Moon Palace had already dried up, and Zhan Fengyun's honest face appeared in front of him, he was completely crazy, he was going to kill himself, and then the second brother's icy water cold sword pierced his body, and the blood stained everyone's body, at that time, Ling Yu felt that the whole world was extremely cold, and then ...... She heard someone laughing, and the laughter was very smug and harsh, like a magic voice from hell.

She chose to drink drunk and dream of death, and then she couldn't remember anything, but she remembered that person had been by her side for five hundred years, and his eyes were full of guilt when he looked at him, he had been suffering in pain for five hundred years, and Bing Ling was a thousand times more bitter than himself.

"Second brother...... Stay by my side, is this the only way you can think of atonement? You've been miserable, haven't you? Why? It's not your fault. Ling Yu burst into tears, fell into Yunzhi's arms and cried heartbreakingly, she finally remembered everything, Yunzhi is the senior sister Wan'er is the third sister, Zhan Fengyun is a lover, and it is Bingluo who has been by her side for five hundred years, he is the second brother who loves her more than a lover.

For a long, long time, Ling Yu's crying stopped, slowly stood up, and said softly: "I am Sword Immortal Ling Yu, and I want to repay the debt of five hundred years ago!" ”

The sword immortal woke up, the vast divine power surged, and with a move of the jade hand, a divine sword appeared in his hand, which was the famous sword that disappeared with Shui Han five hundred years ago - Remnant Hong, Ling Yu held the sword and killed the void.

Heavenly Sword Peak, I'm here.

……

The war has begun, Bing Ling is an ice cultivator, he has the most domineering cold in the human race for thousands of years, it is said that even the divine power can be directly frozen, the water cold at his hand was once the 10,000-year-old Xuan Ice in the extreme north of Tianxuan, at that time it took three years for Bing Ling to obtain, and it took him thirty years to train the soldiers, and then after a long time of condensation and nourishment, the Water Han Sword became a rare ice saint soldier, and now it is born again, held in the hands of Bing Lu, the two complement each other, and the power instantly swept the heavens and the earth.

The sky was frozen by the domineering cold, at this time, whether it was demonic energy or divine power, everything was unstoppable, the silver-haired demon general hurriedly retreated, he had seen the power of the ice spirit sixteen years ago, at that time he was still able to suppress the eight directions without the water cold in his hand, so what about now?

A deep chill rose in the heart of the silver-haired demon general, and he didn't know if it was because the ice aura of the ice spirit was too strong or because he was afraid, he used his divine power to resist, opened his mouth and inhaled, and the aura between heaven and earth was swallowed into his stomach in one gulp, and in an instant, the sky was dark, and then the demonic mist around his body directly rose to a height of thousands of miles, and a cold and terrifying aura filled in an instant.

Coax.

After the turmoil of the void, it turned into a dead silence, the heavens and the earth were imprisoned, and even time stopped flowing in this world, the only thing that changed was the rolling demonic qi, the demonic qi condensed into a world-shattering demon body, and the sonorous sound resounded through the heavens and the earth like a peerless divine soldier was born, and the edge was almost unmatched.

Bing Luo just raised his eyes slightly to look at the realm of annihilation, his face was calm and without the slightest expression, indeed, when a person has experienced the most desperate hell, what is this in front of him? The divine power was poured into the water cold sword, the cold mist rose, and the hissing sound was endless, it was the sound of freezing, everyone looked at it in astonishment, the entire void was frozen, and the domineering cold qi invaded the internal organs, as if the soul was frozen.

Heaven and earth turned into a world of ice and snow, the realm built by the silver-haired demon collapsed instantly, and the dark golden heavy sword in his hand suddenly slashed down, a shocking sword, heaven and earth were split in half, under that powerful destructive force, the entire Shenzhou was trembling violently, the ice world was broken, and the ice body shook, but he still looked at everything lightly, his mind moved, and the shattered thousands of miles of cold ice instantly condensed and recast, turning into countless ice arrows, and the edge was reversed!

"Kill!" Bing Lu said coldly.

Before the words fell, a buzz was like raindrops, and the powerful and domineering ice qi directly pierced the heavens and the earth, and froze again.

What kind of scene is this, no one can know except for the silver-haired demon general in the middle, watching the ice arrow slash through the sky and leave a long afterimage, the body is trembling, the soul is trembling, and the heavenly path is also trembling, the silver-haired demon general really feels the threat of death, but the void is frozen, and there is nowhere to escape.

The body turned into a demonic mist and swayed, the body was pierced by an ice arrow, and it had been turned into pieces in an instant, and even the soul was imprisoned in it and almost wiped out, but at this moment, from the abyss full of demonic energy, a thick demonic qi rose to the sky, and the demonic qi surged in the direction where the silver-haired demon general was, and it was directly wrapped in his last wisp of remnant soul and escaped from the ascension.

Roar.

With that demonic qi possessed, the silver-haired demon general was actually a body that quickly reorganized and produced an earth-shattering demon roar, the demon roar carried endless coercion, and the invisible violent power shattered the ice realm, and the ice spirit was shocked backwards for thousands of miles, and the sky was instantly stained with blood, but he still stood up slowly, and his face was a paleness that could not be concealed.

"Ice Spirit, today is the time of your death." The silver-haired demon general shouted, and killed again, the blade of the dark gold heavy sword flashed with an astonishing cold light, and under the pull, the Heavenly Dao was in his hands, and the pressure was heavy, but the ice spirit held his waist straight, and two cold lightning bolts shot out of his eyes, and the aura of Xuan Ice rose again, and in the face of a shocking blow, the ice spirit did not retreat but advanced, and the water cold cut down, and the figures of the two were swallowed by the divine light.

Murong Wan'er's face was solemn on the side, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at a white shadow in the center of the battlefield without blinking, she was not worried at all, if a woman didn't even believe in her man, then who else could this woman believe?

After five hundred years of suffering, Bing Ling washed away the lead, this is the first battle after his strong return, for the sake of the dead Zhan Fengyun, for Ling Yu, and even more for himself, he can't lose this battle and won't lose.

There was a heavy snort in the middle of the battlefield, and a blood-stained figure flew out, it was the Ice Spirit, his white robe was stained with blood, and countless terrible cracks appeared on his body, and he was almost broken.

Could it be that in this round of confrontation, Bingxian suffered a big loss? The people watching the battle were shocked, but soon they realized that they were wrong, very wrong, because after the divine light dissipated, there was another embarrassed figure in the void, the part below his lower abdomen completely disappeared, and only the half of his body was frozen into crystal ice from the neck down, and it was gradually dissipating, and soon only a head was left floating between heaven and earth.

The silver-haired demon's expression was hideous, and he didn't know if it was because of anger or pain, a pair of black hole-like eyes stared at the ice spirit viciously, almost crushing his front teeth, when had he been so seriously injured since he was born? Now that he has been forced to death by the ice spirit one after another, how can he endure it?

"Today you will all die!" The silver-haired demon general said viciously, the silver long hair danced wildly, his soul power exploded instantly, the heaven and the earth lost the color they should have, and then a violent turmoil rose, revealing countless terrifying breaths from the deep demon abyss, and the breath locked the ice spirit, it seems that the silver-haired demon will know that he is not an opponent and will call the jungler to help, no, to be precise, it should be a companion, no one knows how many demons are hidden in the demon abyss, and no one knows how strong the demon prison lord is.

In an instant, the murderous aura suddenly rose, the void in front of the ice spirit shattered, and the three figures actually rushed to the three feet in front of the ice spirit in the blink of an eye, at this time, the ice spirit's body had not been repaired and was in the most vulnerable time, and the three demon generals killed at the same time, although they could not be compared with the silver-haired demon generals, they could gather into an unstoppable torrent to kill.

Murong Wan'er made a move, a dragon phantom appeared on the dragon whip, the dragon hovered in the sky, at this moment, everyone really felt the powerful dragon breath, the dragon whip is Murong Wan'er's magic weapon, legend has it that she used this to defeat the real dragon, and then there was a dragon soul attached to it, this weapon Ye Feng naturally saw, because the dragon whip was in the hands of Murong Yingying at that time, and when she was in distress in Heishi Town, she also relied on the dragon whip to save the day.

At the beginning, Murong Yingying's strength was too low, and it was impossible to exert even one ten-thousandth of the power of the dragon whip, but now in the hands of Murong Wan'er, the dragon whip is really alive, and the gods are all over the sky, she is just a roll, and the dragon phantom is suppressed, and the space where the murderous three major demon generals are located is shattered, and they are directly rolled up in front of him.

"Your opponent is me!" Murong Wan'er said coldly.

"You're looking for death!" The demon will drink and kill him.

"Hmph, can I really be bullied by my human race?" Ding Ling also walked over and stood beside Murong Wan'er and looked at her coldly.

"It's just Terran ants, how many of them are?" It was a tall demon, and the demonic flames looked extremely contemptuous, but before her words fell, a fierce sword light descended from the sky and directly split his body and soul in half, and an incomparably powerful demon general died so inexplicably, many people were so shocked that they could hardly speak, such a sharp sword light, is it really a height that a person can reach?

No, maybe there is one person who can do it, but she has been gone for five hundred years, is she coming back?

Ning Zhongtian, who had been confronting Ye Feng, also frowned slightly, among the many masters who used swords, his talent was considered to be the top, so he had reached the realm of the unity of man and sword very early, but there was one person he could never compare, some people said that the girl's previous life was the sword spirit of the divine sword, otherwise how could she be able to practice the art of the sword to the peak within a hundred years?

Bingluo and Murong Wan'er were stunned for a moment and then laughed happily, they knew ...... The once powerful sword immortal is back.