Snowflakes fall from the sky and land on the head of a snowman.

Suddenly, the snowflakes shook twice, and the layers of snowflakes dispersed, revealing a black-robed young man.

His complexion was tarnished, his cheeks were red from the cold, his black robe was stained with snow, and the cold wind howling between heaven and earth hardened.

Yang Xiao took a difficult step, and the sound of "click" came from all over him.

Not only did he smile bitterly, but the wealth was moving, and the treasure killed people.

This is already the third day he has entered the tomb, and if it weren't for the fact that there were still some leyline crystals left in the storage ring, I'm afraid he would have run out of mana and died.

At this moment, he wanted to shout.

What about the tomb of the strong? What about the treasure that is good?

Thinking about it carefully, all this was his imagination, and no one had ever said that there would be treasures in the tomb of the cicada ancestor.

For three whole days, he saw nothing but snow.

With a sigh, he took out the last immortal crystal to recover his mana, and continued to walk forward.

At this time, he no longer wanted to find the treasure, he just wanted to get out of this place.

Treasures are good, but they also have to be used.

The boundless white made him a little desperate, and he could only rely on the instinct of survival to wander blindly in the snow.

I don't know how long I walked, Yang Xiao's consciousness became confused, and he was dizzy when he saw white, and the world seemed to have become two layers.

One layer is real, and one layer is virtual.

A gust of wind blew and smashed snowflakes on him.

Yang Xiao smiled bitterly, there was something wrong with his body, and he actually felt that the gust of wind was a little warm.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and in the direction of the wind, the wind and snow were of course cold, but his body temperature was very low now, so he felt that this gust of wind was blowing on his body a little comfortable.

Yang Xiao took a step back, feeling the cold wind one step away, a little colder than just now.

He came to the spirit, using his body as a navigation, thinking about the direction in which the warm wind was blowing.

Warmth means hope.

If there is a difference, there is a way to live.

The road ahead was long, Yang Xiao's physical strength had already been exhausted, and after running 10,000 meters, he saw a snow cave.

He was half-kneeling, and he was still some distance from the snow cave.

Through the hole, he saw a back, a black robe wrapped all over his body, how familiar this back was.

Yang Xiao opened his mouth slightly, wanting to shout, but his inflamed throat couldn't make a sound.

The snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger, Yang Xiao's eyelids gradually lowered, and at a certain moment, he closed his eyes and fell into the snow, falling into a warm dream.

......

I don't know how long I was unconscious, Yang Xiao heard the sound of boiling water in his ears, although he could still hear the wind, but it seemed to be blocked by something.

He was a little lucky, and he was conscious, indicating that he was not dead.

"When you wake up, you get up and drink hot water. ”

A neutral voice sounded in his ears, which was neither male nor female.

Yang Xiao recalled the previous scene, the black robe wrapped all over his body, coupled with a special voice.

He happened to know one such person.

Open your eyelids and turn your head to see.

A bright yellow flame hung in the air, and a pot of hot water was boiling above the flame.

The hot water raised the temperature of the snow cave a little, and warmed his heart a little with it.

He looked at the figure next to the kettle, the pitch-black riser, the invisible face, and only when he was emotional, did he reveal a pair of colorful eyes.

Yang Xiao was surprised: "Lord Pinghui, why are you here?"

Ping Hui raised his head, revealing a pair of colorful eyes in his black robe, and said, "I should ask you this sentence, why did you come here." ”

Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment, the ancestral land of the cicada clan and a demon immortal who was very likely to be a change in the snow cicada.

And he's here to rob the tomb.

Hiss!

Thinking about this, Yang Xiao didn't dare to admit that he was killed, in case he was thrown into the snow, he would not have the ability to escape from this world.

He said, "The Snow King asked me to come and see you." ”

Pinghui is here, the Snow King must know, with the relationship between the mother and daughter, it should be a normal thing to send someone over to see his daughter.

Yang Xiao was sure that his lie was perfect.

Ping Hui was silent for a while, and said, "Why would she ask you to come over at this time." ”

Her tone was a little puzzled, as if it was a difficult thing to figure out.

Yang Xiao continued: "Of course I care about you. ”

"Not true. Ping Hui said, "You are lying, no matter how much she cares about me, she will not send someone in at this time, I heard that you human race is very fond of digging people's ancestral graves, you must have come to rob the tomb." ”

Pinghui is not like other demon clans, she has lived in the human race for a long time and honed a delicate heart.

Yang Xiao smiled embarrassedly, the feeling of being exposed was really uncomfortable.

He said, "I'm just coming in and seeing, definitely not the kind of person you say you say." ”

Ping Hui stood up and walked towards Yang Xiao step by step, the light of his colorful eyes was a little dazzling.

Yang Xiao hurriedly said: "Your sister is alive, and I helped the coffin bearer find the miracle medicine." ”

"Nonsense. Ping Hui stopped and stared into his eyes, "The magic medicine only exists in the forbidden land, and with your cultivation as a way to enter, it is already difficult to live, let alone help him find the magic medicine." ”

Yang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "My physical realm is already a fairyland, and I have cultivated a kind of anti-heaven dao technique about the eyes, so I can help the coffin bearer. ”

Afraid that the other party would not believe it, Yang Xiao operated the Moke Immeasurable Supreme Law Body and the Demon Dao Heavenly Pupil.

The colorful eyes faded away and returned to darkness.

Ping Hui said: "What are you nervous about, I just saw that you were weak, so I brought a bowl of hot water to warm him up." ”

As he spoke, a jade hand stretched out from under the black robe, turned over and took out the jade bowl, brought hot water, and handed it over.

Yang Xiao took the hot water, and the corners of his mouth twitched, can the eldest sister not lie so blatantly.

If it weren't for the fact that he was weak now, he would have rushed up to have a good reason with Ping Hui.

The kind that does not use force, because Yang Xiao suddenly found that Ping Hui's breath was a little unfathomable, and this feeling he had only seen in the Immortal King.

I remember that the last time the two met, the other party had not yet become an immortal, but when I saw it today, the other party had become an immortal king.

Yang Xiao suddenly wondered if his talent for being difficult to produce one in a million years was fake, how could he not even compare to a woman.

Ping Hui saw Yang Xiao's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Don't look downcast, you are different from me, if you have my identity, the Immortal King is just a matter of an eye." ”

Yang Xiao was curious: "What is your identity?"

Ping Hui turned around and walked back to the fire, and said, "I know too much, I'll kill it." ”

Yang Xiao shut up instantly, he cared more about his life than curiosity.

It's hard to get a life back, and if he dies because of a problem, he will regret it.

After drinking three bowls of water, Yang Xiao felt that his body became warmer, and he took the immortal crystal from Ping Hui's hand and recovered his mana.

Yang Xiao began to look around, and he found that he was deep in the outermost part of the cave, and there was a bottomless passage inside, and through the passage, he could feel a majestic aura.

Curiosity drove him to take a step forward.

Suddenly, Ping Hui stood in front of him, blocking the way with one hand, and said, "Forgot what I just said?"

Yang Xiao turned around and sat down by the flames, he had a feeling that the depths of the passage were the destination of his trip, the place where the cicada ancestor's grave was located.

However, the fairy king is in the way, and he can't get in!

If it were someone else, he could still pick up the god-killing spear and fight it, but the person in front of him was too familiar to shoot.

Ping Hui stared at the god-killing spear and said, "Yang Xiao, you are doing a good job now! ”

Yang Xiao silently put the god-killing spear behind him and said with a smile: "Good luck, good luck." ”

Once upon a time, the person in front of him had the intention of robbing people, and now it is not impossible to rob the soldiers.

Ping Hui said disdainfully: "Just a Taoist soldier, it's really rare for me." ”

Yang Xiao couldn't help but mutter, "Then you should take out one and show it to me." ”

The black robe was lowered, a scene that was difficult for outsiders to see, Ping Hui raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think the strongest weapon in the world is the Dao soldier?"

Yang Xiao asked rhetorically, "Isn't it?"

Ping Hui chuckled lightly and said: "That's just a fault in the history of your human race, I don't know, above the Dao soldiers, there is also a weapon called the Origin Artifact, this weapon just shows a trace of breath, which is enough to kill the Immortal King." ”

Yang Xiao was shocked: "Are you sure you're not joking?"

A trace of breath to kill the immortal king, according to this calculation, if you move, wouldn't you be able to slaughter the gods.

Ping Hui hesitated for a moment and said, "If you are lucky today, I will take you to see it and see the power hidden in history." ”

The words fell, and Ping Hui got up and walked towards the passage.

At this time, Yang Xiao was immersed in the powerful power of the origin artifact, and he had not yet reacted.

Ping Hui turned around and said, "What are you doing in a daze? ”

"It's coming, it's coming. Yang Xiao hurriedly got up and followed.

Walking in the passage, his mood was very excited, and it was not difficult to guess the meaning of Ping Hui, this was to take him to see an origin artifact.

The strongest soldier between heaven and earth, how can it not be exciting.

The two of them walked for a while, and there was an obscure atmosphere in the passage.

At the same time, it also brought a huge pressure, if it weren't for Pinghui in front of him, Yang Xiao might not be able to walk.

A colorful light gradually appeared in front of him, although the light was small, he could feel that there was enough power in it to destroy the Galaxy Continent.

This is still a state of no owner, and if someone holds this colorful light, it is not a dream to destroy the galaxy.

It is a feather fan, snow-white, as if it was made of the purest snowflakes in the world.

With just one glance, Yang Xiao's eyes began to bleed, and his chest seemed to be pressed by a big hand, making him breathless.

"Hmph!" Ping Hui snorted lightly, the pressure withdrew like a tide, and the light of the feather fan gradually dimmed.

Yang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, just for a moment, he couldn't stand it.

Ping Hui pointed to the feather fan and said: "This treasure is called Heaven and Earth One Color, and when I become a god, I will inherit this treasure." ”

Yang Xiao stammered, "You said that this Origin Artifact will belong to you in the future." ”

Ping Hui raised his head slightly and said, "Of course." ”

Yang Xiao then said: "After you inherit the same color of heaven and earth in the future, can you borrow it from me for two days?"

His eyes are very hot, and with the color of heaven and earth, he is afraid that he will not be able to take revenge.

When the time comes, take this fan directly to stand outside the imperial capital, fan it a few times, and the Great Zhou Dynasty will be able to lose the country.

"You're thinking about it. Ping Hui said, "The color of heaven and earth is the treasure of our clan, not to mention borrowing people, outsiders touch it, and it will cut off the hand at the lightest, and it will be fatal." ”

The corners of Yang Xiao's mouth twitched, if he didn't borrow, he wouldn't borrow, why was he talking so bloody.

He looked up to the sky and sighed, thinking that he could use external forces to destroy Zhou Haotian, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment, he still had to rely on himself.

However, the chain of life and death will be broken, and when he becomes an immortal, although he will not kill Zhou Haotian, it is not a problem to make a stumbling block for the other party.

As for the real Great Zhou of Perdition, at least it will be the Immortal King.

This is still the case of the absence of the Great Sacrifice Wine, and if there is a Great Sacrifice Wine to guard it, it is impossible to become a god.

Ping Hui said: "I've seen it, let's go back." ”

Yang Xiao glanced at the world and the world twice, if he couldn't get it, he couldn't look at it twice?

Back in the snow cave, Yang Xiao looked around again, ninety percent of the treasures in this place were in the passage, and he had no chance.

He said, "Lord Pinghui, can you send me back." ”

After coming out for a few days, if you go back again, everyone in the family should be worried.

Ping Hui frowned and said, "So soon, if you stay and cultivate with me, I will be the only one who has stayed here for more than ten years, and I will be sick." ”

Yang Xiao shook his head and said, "No, there is still an urgent matter outside." ”

Even if he doesn't care about one person or one ghost in the family, he still has to drink soup to solve the problem of the chain of life and death.

As for the matching of the Hui, hehe, unless she lends herself the color of heaven and earth, she will consider it.

Ping Hui waved his hand, and a cyan gate appeared in the cave, "Get out." ”

Yang Xiao smiled awkwardly, not caring about the other party's tone at all, if he was locked up in one place for more than ten years, it was estimated that it would be like this.

Walking into the cyan gate, Yang Xiao disappeared into this world.