Feng Xiaohan lifted the snow, only to see a lizard-like demon beast with a snow-white body and scaly armor on its back lying in the snow, its limbs constantly twisting, trying to remove the fire crystal on its back, it looked extremely painful, and it looked like a giant gecko.

It seems that this unknown demon beast can be the same as the wolf licking beast, and is not afraid of bloodshed.

But he thought that it was not really blood that got on the sword, but some kind of liquid secreted by it, which had the color of blood, but did not have the flesh and gas that it should have.

At the same time, it is even more likely to play dead.

Feng Xiaohan stuck a sword in its body, and it forcibly endured the pain and remained motionless, probably wanting to suddenly attack when he let down his guard.

The ploy wasn't perfect, but it was effective enough.

He swung his sword to cut off its limbs, but found that its muscles and bones were extremely strong, and the barren sword could only pierce a few inches after breaking through the scale armor, and then could not cut into it.

The white gecko knew that it was going to die, and writhed more violently, and was bent on escaping, but its back was trampled by a steady and powerful foot, and no matter how much it struggled, it could not escape from his clutches.

Feng Xiaohan stared for a moment, then gathered his qi on the front, and the desolate sword fell again.

"Whew!"

There was a soft sound, like a sharp blade cutting through the wine sac, and the Arwild Sword easily cut off its right front foot.

The white gecko finally made a "squeak" sound, and the sound echoed in the valley, making it even more desolate, even the wind and snow were a little stronger.

But Feng Xiaohan didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, and cut off its other three legs with three consecutive swords.

At this point, there is no possibility for the white gecko to escape.

He picked up a foot, his fingers straining slightly between his palms, and a three-finger-thick, hook-like sharp claw squeezed out of the flesh.

At the same time, there are a few drops of dark green juice.

Poisonous on the claws,

There are many kinds of demon beasts in the Savage Domain, each with its own advantages, in order to survive the ruthless race competition.

Feng Xiaohan believes that poison is one of the most clever methods.

The prey that has been poisoned to death, except for itself and the life that is so strong that it ignores the poison, no one dares to eat it, which can minimize the probability of the appearance of a snatcher.

Looking at the demon beast that was cut into a stick, Feng Xiaohan's eyes were full of indifference and no emotion.

If it weren't for the fact that he was already in the dark, his divine sense was more sensitive to heaven and earth, he could predict crises in advance, and he had the experience of hunting wolf-licking beasts, maybe he would have already caught his way at this time.

Ninety thousand miles of cold mountains, sure enough, there are dangers.

Feng Xiaohan took the tail of a white gecko and headed straight north.

He just realized that he had made a small mistake,

Before leaving the grassland, he forgot to ask Luo Chuan for some food, so he had to hunt on his own for the next few days.

The reason why I forgot to ask Luo Chuan instead of Meng'er is very simple...... He was a little embarrassed.

Feng Xiaohan thought to herself, if she really used herself as a shield, she would never go to the grassland again.

......

......

There have been many experiences of climbing the Cold Mountain in the history of mankind, the most famous of which is three times, one is when a certain Lingxiao Realm tried to fly over the Cold Mountain, but never returned.

One was the cold mountain beast tide, I don't know what kind of power to guide it, tens of thousands of demon beasts were ready to attack the grassland, that generation of saints called on the tribes and the Central Plains countries and the major sects to deploy in the cold mountain, the beast tide on the other side of the mountain.

The rest of the time was when the saint flew across the cold mountain and traveled 90,000 miles in the cold wind before he came to the border and saw the cloud wall that symbolized the extreme edge of the human world.

The history books record in detail the description of the saint at that time, there is a cliff in the cold mountain, and under the cliff is an abyss that cannot be seen, as if it leads straight to the nine secludeds.

This cliff is quite strange, and even birds cannot fly through it when the heavens are affected.

If it weren't for that saint who used the laws of heaven and earth to perform extremely strong Dao methods, I am afraid that he would also fall to the bottom of the cliff.

Later generations speculated that the previous masters of the Lingxiao Realm were likely to die here.

But the most impressive thing in the cold mountain was that there were several dragons in that beast tide, as well as the one that the Sword Saint Heaven had slashed and killed.

There is a dragon in the cold mountain, and I don't know how it has to do with the legendary dragon island in the South China Sea.

In short, it was precisely because of their existence that Mo Qiu did not dare to ride the Dapeng Golden Eagle, and there were no flying high-level lifeforms in the sky above the Cold Mountain.

But at this moment, there was a woman walking in the air, walking above the clouds.

This is unimaginable in normal times, but those dragons remained silent, as if they didn't see her.

Under her feet were the clouds, and the cold mountains in the wind and snow, the vast expanse.

Overhead is the sun that is slanting in the west, and the sun shines on her figure, reflecting a dazzling golden ray, just like the golden body treasure of Zen Mahayana, which looks solemn and sacred.

If you look closely, you will find that the man is not holy,

The woman wears a printed coarse cloth long skirt, with green silk tied behind her head, and a blue cloth belt is tied around her waist at will, which is used as a belt, and the excessively long part sways gently in the wind.

Qingxiu's face did not have any makeup, and she looked like an ordinary peasant woman, extremely simple.

She is Ji Xiaolan, a woman who can pry the whole world with her face.

Everything in the 90,000-mile cold mountain, including the sleeping dragons at her feet, and the demons in the depths, had to give her face.

As for the reason, I'm afraid only they know.

Ji Xiaolan was like taking a leisurely walk, as if it was not a cold mountain with the same name as the Wild Domain, but her own back garden.

She has walked this aerial road many times, but every time she will sigh at the scenery here.

The clear blue sky seems far away, but when you really get closer, you will find that it is black, and you can see the starry sky in the distance.

The sunlight passed through the ethereal boundary, through the heavenly planes of the underworld, through the clouds and the air, and finally turned blue into the eyes of the creatures on the ground.

A long time ago, a university scholar made a rainbow out of triangular crystals, proving that sunlight is actually composed of seven colors.

The invisible barrier in the sky is like a candy wrapper, wrapping the world, and this layer of candy wrapper is blue in the sun.

Later, someone refuted this statement - if the layer of candy wrapper was blue, then the sunlight that fell on the world should also be blue.

So the blue of the sky is an illusion left by sunlight passing through the candy wrapper, some kind of illusion. And this statement has also been supported by several saints, and has become common knowledge in the current cultivation world.

These discussions have stimulated the curiosity of countless generations of young people, who want to fly into the sky and confirm the words of their ancestors with their own eyes.

Ji Xiaolan was also attracted by such remarks, and in the many years since she landed in the Lingxiao Realm, she has flown up countless times to see the world from such a perspective.

I still can't get enough of it.

"It's hard to get back to square one once you're on a high ground, and maybe that's why you like to fly. ”

A voice suddenly sounded, as if it was coming from afar, but it felt very close.

But there is only the wind howling in the sky, and everything else is quiet, and there is only Ji Xiaolan here, so who is speaking?

"The people of Lingxiao Realm, apart from those freaks, how many people don't like to fly?"

Ji Xiaolan stopped and stood on a cloud, like a fairy, but more like a peasant woman in the smoke.

Directly above the cliff in front of it, even if it was so high, the heavenly machine was still affected.

The voice came from the bottom of my heart.

She knew who was speaking with her senses, because she was here to find the other person.

The voice was silent for a long time, and then said, "Many years ago, that little ghost named Wan Yetian didn't like it because it was too slow, and Bai Xue and Xuan Hong didn't like it either, because they were too lonely. ”

The other party's tone is very slow, and there is a tepid feeling, so it seems very empty and lacking in emotion.

Maybe this is the real indifference?

Ji Xiaolan shook her head and said, "You have really been here for too long, and your thoughts are still stuck a thousand years ago. ”

The other party asked with interest: "So what are the young people like now?" ”

Ji Xiaolan looked in a certain direction, as if she had seen a very distant place, and said calmly: "What is the current wolf?"

The voice said, "You want to say they have the perseverance and patience of wolves?"

"No, they're all uncooked wolf cubs. ”

Ji Xiaolan denied: "For the sake of justice in my heart, I entered the world with enthusiasm and wanted to change the world." I never considered the true meaning of the teacher's teachings. ”

"That's stupid. ”

"Yes, the history books are written by the victors, and Wan Yetian is the greatest hero of the battle of gods and demons, if it weren't for his sacrifice of his life and thousands of miles of corpses, where would there be today's human world? What kind of bullshit justice is this, it's just a beautified written record, and these younger generations are superstitious about it. ”

Ji Xiaolan said lightly: "If you say that the world is like this, those stinky boys still don't believe it, even if the person who told them is me, only after being really injured do you know that you come back to retreat honestly and ask for peace, and ignore the red dust, what is the difference between this and wolf cubs?"

The voice was silent for a long time, and asked, "Is this the real reason why you switched to the Demon Path? Or is this how you convinced yourself?" ”

Ji Xiaolan asked rhetorically, "Is there a difference?"

She is a true master of the Xuanmen, a leader of the righteous path, and if there is a war about to break out, and she says that it is evil, then it will most likely not start because of it. Because even if you put on a good name, you will be spurned by the world, and even some angry scholars will list it as a stain on human history, and write a large statement against both sides of the war.

And this kind of power is all thanks to her own heroic righteousness.

The only ones who can compare with her are those monks in the cliff temple.

No one would have thought that such a character would actually turn against the Demon Gate, and it would be with the entire sect!

Even the Demon Venerable had a feeling of dreaming.

The owner of the voice also had a hard time believing it, but because he knew a very secret history, he could understand what she was doing.

"Last time you took the kernel as a letter and brought those messages, which mentioned a teenager. ”

"You mean that Changming Sect disciple surnamed Feng?"

Ji Xiaolan asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"Here he comes. ”