The disappearance of the voice did not let Ji Xiaolan leave, but sat in the cloud and continued to look at each other.

The reason why the righteous leader, who had long since rebelled, did not leave was simple, because she wanted to secretly stop the other party's footsteps.

In fact, she didn't finish her words with the voice at the bottom of the cliff.

If Feng Xiaohan really had such luck, then how could something not happen to him when he came here?

Ji Xiaolan could easily kill Feng Xiaohan, and somewhere in her heart she also had the idea of letting him die, but she couldn't do it.

The way of vulgarity has been taken to the extreme by her, so she knows that the common people are suffering, and she has spent almost half of her life traveling the world and doing good deeds, so she has accumulated such a statement and prestige.

If you want to do this, you need to be such a person.

She is not yet sanctified in the hearts of the world, but she is a saint.

Ji Xiaolan also thinks so, so she is still a really good person.

Feng Xiaohan didn't kill innocents indiscriminately, didn't violate the principles of heaven, wasn't even a bad person, and was just a child.

If a good person kills an innocent child, it will become a demon in her heart, a stain on the path of cultivation, and it will be enough to shake the heart of the Dao.

Ji Xiaolan was already standing on that threshold, and her front feet had even been raised and stepped out, if she broke the Dao Heart at this time, all the previous efforts would become useless, and the ethereal Sacred Realm would be far away again, and I don't know when I would be able to see this threshold again.

She is a cultivator, and no cultivator doesn't want to see the scenery of the Holy Land with her own eyes, so Ji Xiaolan won't do that.

That's why she instigated Baili Youruo to start,

Who knew that the murderous Demon Gate Venerable was so trustworthy that he was unwilling to make a move.

Things seem to be at an impasse,

Ji Xiaolan is a powerhouse of the Lingxiao Realm after all, if she really intervenes, it is not that she has no chance to prevent something from happening within the boundary of the cliff of life and death.

Of course, that one will definitely fight back like crazy until the end is decided.

No one is going to fight for what is possible, especially if it takes hundreds of years to see the final result.

Ji Xiaolan is a layman, and he can't avoid vulgarity, so he is very entangled in whether he should stop it when he really jumps.

The one under the cliff is not human, and it can be exempted, so it is certain that it will definitely make a move.

Ji Xiaolan still couldn't figure it out, why did the other party think that Feng Xiaohan might break the shackles of heaven and earth?

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In a nameless mountain near the cliff of life and death, there is snow and blood everywhere in the foothills, and a delicate snow lotus blooms in the snow, swaying gently, and bursts of fragrance overflow with the wind.

The two young dragons hid in the cold fruit forest in the distance, burying their usually proud heads in the snow, shivering. The pitch-black scales made a rattling sound, startling away many ordinary demon beasts.

The female Jiao and a deer face off in the foothills, and the huge body of the Jiao contrasts sharply with the relatively thin body of the deer.

The female Jiao was one of the three Feng Xiaohan had ever seen, ugly and hideous, her erected giant pupils were full of anger, and the wound at the corner of her lips was still dripping blood, smashing the snow into several bowl-sized depressions.

Its hard scales were covered with misaligned scratches, and in some places there were large marks of peeling, and pink flesh could already be seen.

And the deer standing opposite it didn't have much scarring.

The deer's single horn is as smooth as jade, showing a colorful color, like a branch in the hands of an immortal, full of sacred meaning.

The slender tail of the deer flicked slightly, indicating that it was also feeling heavy pressure.

The deer stepped on the snow and raised its head to look at the dragon's face, without much emotion in his eyes.

The mother Jiao was coiled on the ground like a snake, and she was on guard.

It's hard to imagine that the mighty Jiaolong is so embarrassed, and the mother Jiao can't believe that she was beaten like this by a deer.

It's a pity that this is the truth, this deer is so powerful.

It is not an immortal beast, let alone a holy beast, but it is definitely not an ordinary demon beast.

This deer is called Tianlu,

The deer body and the long tail have no horns to ward off evil spirits, and a horn is called Tianlu.

Tianlu is not a fairy beast, but it is comparable to a fairy beast,

Jiaolong is not a holy beast, but it has the blood of a holy beast.

The two are of comparable rank, and it stands to reason that the combat power should also be between the two, but the offspring of the mother Jiao has not yet recovered, so she suffered a loss in the previous few encounters.

Below the snow lotus is the lotus root, which is a rare treasure, and it is a further elixir for them, if they can eat some more thousand-year-old lingzhi and other things, it will take three thousand years of cold and summer work to awaken the sleeping power in the blood, and transform into a holy beast unicorn or a dragon.

This is the dream of all high-level demon beasts.

Although the strength of the mother Jiao is slightly weaker, it is not hopeless, at this time, even if the other party can fight with Ling Xiao Realm, it will not give up, for the sake of the young Jiao, but also for himself.

Tianlu and evil spirits are auspicious beasts, specializing in dispelling demons and evils, and Jiaolong is not born to deal with each other, and the two must meet in a battle of life and death.

The tail of the female Jiao swept towards Tianlu, and the snow raised merged with the hurricane to form a thick tornado.

Not to be outdone, Tianlu suddenly exuded a dazzling luster, and those colorful lights conjured up an arrow and shot into the wind.

The tornado meets the arrows of light and makes a loud noise that shakes the mountains.

The cold fruit forest where the two young dragons were hiding bore the brunt, and the cold fruits and snow hanging between the branches were all blown away, and the snow above their heads was also lifted.

Feeling the terrifying power over there, the two young dragons were terrified and couldn't help but bury their heads deeper.

They are identical twins and have surprisingly consistent movements, so they look a bit hilarious.

Mu Jiao and Tianlu did not peep into the Heavenly Dao, nor could they exert the supreme power contained in the bloodline, but they were still boundless, and the means were all powerful moves that were enough to shake the earth, which should not be underestimated.

The two are born to restrain each other, and the so-called enemies are very red when they meet, let alone to compete for treasures?

The mother Jiao took advantage of the wind and snow to squint, sinking into the sea of qi and gathering a mouthful of spiritual energy in her throat.

When the wind and snow settled, the mother Jiao opened her mouth and spewed out an extremely cold breath, and the blue breath was like a flame, and everything froze everywhere she went.

The solemn breath pointed straight to the heavens,

Facing like a surprise attack, Tianlu did not mess up, the brilliance of the unicorn flashed, and then calmly faced the dragon and breathed.

The icy flames engulfed Tianlu in the blink of an eye, and even the air was frozen, leaving a huge block of ice on where Tianlu stood.

The ice cubes are free of impurities and are as clear as crystal.

But the mother Jiao did not have the slightest joy of victory, because there was no Tianlu in the ice, and it only hit the afterimage left by the other party.

Tianlu has an ability similar to that of the artifact, but it is not as exaggerated as teleporting for thousands of miles, just leaving his light and shadow in place, and relying on his speed to leave from the blind spot of the opponent's line of sight, so as not to prevent the enemy from adjusting the direction of the attack in time.

The mother Jiao suddenly sensed danger, and between the blinding arrows of light shot from the side to the left side of its face,

The huge head hurriedly tilted its head and threw it back, dodging in time to avoid being stabbed by the light arrow.

But when the arrow of light swept over its cheek, it suddenly exploded, and the splatters of light burned on the scales of the female Jiao's side face, and several black smoke rose from the colorful flames, which was pungent and choking.