The strong spiritual pressure poured against each other, and the snowflakes swept around the two of them, and the colorful dancing white ripples made it difficult to see their faces.

It can only be judged from the fluttering skirts that they are two women.

"Who are they?"

I don't know which shili person asked the doubts in the hearts of everyone present.

Jun Qianxi already had the answer in her heart, her eyes were half-hidden, and there was a little solemnity in her eyes.

The ninth-order peak spiritual pressure is Situ Qianqian, and she is not much interested in how this mother, who has never met before, entered the tomb of the gods.

Although the two are related by blood, Jun Qianxi's soul has already changed, and there is no mother-daughter induction or anything like that.

As for Situ Qianqian, although her mood fluctuated when they met for the first time, it was only limited to fluctuations, and it was obvious that she didn't have much interest in her daughter.

The other person should be Bai Ningshuang, what did she use to resist the attack of the ninth order peak with the strength of the ninth order primary?

The two were entangled from far to near, and the sound of weapons colliding kept coming into everyone's ears.

"Xi'er, look at that sword!"

Hearing the whispering sound in his ears, Jun Qianxi's gaze shifted, and he happened to see the sword slashing from the bottom to the top, and a half-arc of light flew towards the other party at a rapid speed.

"Boom Boom"

The other party seemed to be trying to resist this attack, and the strong spiritual power condensed on his hands kept shooting towards the light that flew over.

After the two people separated, the snowflakes surrounding them instantly dispersed.

She was still veiled, her eyes were cold and without the slightest emotion, she glanced at Jun Qianxi and disappeared in front of everyone on tiptoe.

Jun Qianxi had a strange feeling in her heart, as if her back image was hiding from something.

The other person held a sharp sword made entirely of 10,000-year-old cold jade in his hand, and the white sword light covered the sword body and kept moving back and forth like a naughty child.

This person is really Bai Ningshuang, her expression has already returned to normal, and at this time, with the cold jade sword in her hand, her whole person's momentum has increased by more than one level.

Jun Qianxi knows why there are always cannibalism because of a haode weapon.

That cold jade sword actually allowed her, a ninth-order junior person, to resist the ninth-order peak, and she didn't show the slightest loss.

Even she faintly felt a trace of greed growing in her heart.

"Queen Mother!"

"Celestial Princess!"

"Sister!"

Three different salutations sounded, and the people who had abandoned her like a disgrace surrounded her affectionately at this time.

Everyone is not stupid, although Bai Ningshuang handed over the map, but along the way, he actually encountered mechanisms one after another, and the map was fake nine times out of ten.

Looking at her again, not only did she arrive here unscathed, but she also got such a huge treasure as the Cold Jade Sword, it was obvious that she had the right map to avoid those tricks.

In order to live better in the future, in order to have a slight advantage when capturing the treasure, the people of all the major sects also arched their hands, and all friends greeted Haode.

Jun Qianxi sighed twice and murmured, "What a group of shameless people!" ”

As soon as her words fell, a fierce sword aura fell towards her.

She was about to make a move to resist, but she was blocked by a tall figure.

Duanmu Ming withdrew his hand after blocking the other party's attack and scratched the tip of her nose: "Where I am, why do you need Xiaoxi'er to do it yourself!" ”