The battle between the sea and the great world is going on quietly, the peaceful life covers up countless bloody storms, in just a few days, the warriors of the two sides continue to die, and the warriors of the great world begin to recognize their own situation, and begin to fight back with all their might, between life and death, there is no concept, only look at life and death.

Whoever is in the sea is an enemy, kill them!

The land of the sea is full of devastation, and the villages without strong people are mercilessly slaughtered, and the rules jointly formulated by the major academies have been wiped out under the counterattack of the warriors of the sea, and when the killing is carried out, it will only end when one side falls.

Ran Ning looked at the village in front of her expressionlessly, and with a wave of her hand, the entire village was frozen, and with a click, the fine ice particles dissipated in this world, and she said softly: "Is this battle really necessary?

Mu Yunge looked at this scene with a solemn face, and said coldly: "The price, everything has a price, when you decide to encircle and kill in an all-round way, you should think that there is today, and not everyone will abide by the bottom line of martial artists!"

In the war between warriors, it is not only the warriors who are sacrificed, but also some innocent civilians, who do not even know what happened, and they face the invasion of death, which is an inevitable injury.

Feng Jianfei didn't speak, because his heart was still cold, except for the people he cared about, what did the life and death of other people have to do with himself, insensitive? No, he just became indifferent, his ideas were constantly distorted under the infection of blood.

"Your heart is very cold!" Ran Ning didn't answer Mu Yunge's words, but turned her gaze to Feng Jianfei, although the contact time was not long, she could feel his erratic emotions.

Feng Jianfei nodded slightly, and said in a low voice: "Why is there no wave in my heart, there is obviously a trace of pity, but I can't feel anything!"

The murderous thoughts are haunting the heart, and the thoughts are difficult to understand!

Ran Ning seemed to understand Feng Jianfei's state of mind, and didn't say anything more, just took the two of them and continued to walk forward.

Mu Yunge had no other choice, his spiritual power was banned by Ran Ning, it can be said that he was powerless, as for why Ran Ning chose not to kill himself in the end, he didn't bother to think about it, anyway, he was still alive now.

The three of them walked very slowly, and their faint aura was not at all like a martial artist, but like a few ordinary pedestrians, simply walking on the wilderness path, approaching Ice Cloud City.

Five Domains and Ten Cities, and only this kind of place has no fighting waves, no matter how strong the strength of the Great World Warriors is, they do not dare to attack a city, so they have to raid villages and small towns to consume the combat power of the Great City.

At the end of the path, a middle-aged man stood with a sword in his hand, a faint glow flowing in his dark blue clothes, listening to the crisp ringing bell, he slowly raised his head and looked at the woman in white who was the leader, who was no longer in the past.

Ran Ning paused slightly, a light smile appeared on her face, and she called out softly: "Father!"

"You still know that I am your father, look at what you have become now!" said the middle-aged man with an angry face, feeling his daughter's completely different aura, what he was worried about finally happened!

Ran Ning didn't speak, just looked at her father quietly, now what she was most afraid of seeing was her father, she didn't know how to say, as the only relative in the world, she really didn't want her father to be sad.

"Canghai, with the support of our Lord of the Five Domains, why do you want to intervene, Yun Shaonan's layout can completely solve Canghai's dilemma, there is no point in you doing this!" The middle-aged man said sharply, he didn't understand Ran Ning's approach, he only knew that according to Yun Shaonan's layout, he was fully sure to solve the dilemma for many years, even if he couldn't, he would never allow Ran Ning to do this.

Ran Ning shook her head slightly, the five clear bells on her waist swayed, and the pleasant bells rang in the wilderness path, as if telling something, the wind stopped ringing, and she said slowly: "Blood sacrifice, broken heavenly gate, this is just a deduction based on the order of heaven, even if the sage is exhausted, but for me, there are too many variables in between, now, I will not hand over the future of Canghai to you, I want to change the future of Canghai in my own way!"

"Can't you trust us once?" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice, and after repeated deductions, they came up with the most reliable way to block the two realms and make Canghai truly independent.

"I only believe in myself!" Ran Ning said firmly.

"And what if I want to stop you?"

With light words, with unusual resoluteness, as the lord of the Canghe Valley, his strength is beyond doubt, and he will never allow his daughter to die like this.

Ran Ning shook her head with a smile, her eyes rose, she looked at the deep blue sky, and said lightly: "Father, it's useless for you to stop me, the ethereal secret technique has already worked, as a forbidden technique that transcends the heavenly order, it is irreversible, and besides, you can't stop me!"

"Heavenly Sequence Proverbs, Controlling the Spirit of the Waves, Trapping the Gods in the Flowing Sea, Burning the Dao of the Imperial Fire, Sealing the Sky with Ice, Do You Really Integrate the Five Domains Secret Arts?" said the middle-aged man in disbelief, he knew that his daughter's talent was extremely high, but he never thought that he had actually reached such a point.

"Well, I call it an ethereal sea, so, father, please forgive me, I can't turn back. Ran Ning's gaze became very deep, although she had successfully mastered such a heaven-defying forbidden technique, the price she had paid was extremely heavy, and now nothing could stop her steps.

The lord of the Canghe Basin, Ran Lang, is known as the first swordsman in the Canghai, second only to the strong man of the Sage Yun Shaonan, but at this time he seems a little helpless, he knows very well that every secret technique has a strong power, but correspondingly, the price paid is also very great, and the ethereal spirit created by his daughter based on the five secrets, not to mention the power, in terms of its price, is definitely not simple.

"So, let me see if you have the qualifications!"

Ran Lang's hand holding the sword waved back slightly, his body pulled away, and the sharp aura was like a long sword out of the sheath to suppress everything, and there was an instantaneous killing intent between heaven and earth, and the silence in all directions was silent, and the chill hit people.

The lords of the five domains are all people with extraordinary talents, although they are limited by heaven and earth, and their realm is trapped in the emperor realm, but in terms of Canghai, they are already the peak combat power of the world, and Ran Ning is only the peak of the master realm at best, and the aura emitted seems a little ethereal, which makes people wonder through.

So whether the so-called ethereal secret technique can help her cross the two realms and reverse the world, Ran Lang really has a trace of doubt! But if she can't do this, everything is meaningless.

Ran Lang's eyes paused, his mind moved, and the terrifying power gathered from all around, forming layers of heavy pressure on Ran Ning's body.

Mu Yunge stumbled and fell to the ground with a look of resentment, as a seriously injured person whose spiritual power was sealed, he was also very helpless, although it was only a little coercion, he did not have the strength to resist at all.

Feng Jianfei stepped slightly sideways, his spiritual power flowed, silently resisting the residual power that escaped out, due to the realm reasons, this trace of residual power still made him a little uncomfortable, so for Ran Ning in the center, what kind of pressure was he facing! Strength! Still strength! Feng Jianfei looked at the two of them coldly, and his mood was slightly complicated.

Ran Ning stretched out his right hand and pointed out, penetrating the oncoming coercion, and the diffusing power turned Ran Lang's momentum into invisibility, as if nothing had happened.

Ran Lang shook his head, his fingers hooked, and a cold light slashed in all directions with him as the center, and on the wilderness, the grass and trees were broken, and the murderous aura penetrated the earth, and in the cold light, the air trembled, arousing a soft groan.

Fingers interlaced, wrists trembled, one hand outlined a wisp of blue fluorescence, lightly wrapped around her periphery, reducing the cold light, turning into nothingness, she waved her hand gently, the blue light stretched leisurely, shining in the faint air.

"Father, offended!" Ran Ning said slowly, his cold gaze locked on Ran Lang's figure, the blue light suddenly brightened, the chill was biting, the extreme cold spread out to the surroundings, and the swaying grass and trees suddenly stopped, turning into vivid ice sculptures.

Ran Lang felt the power of extreme cold gathered around him, tapped his toes, his clothes floated, and disappeared in place in an instant, getting rid of the invasion of the power of extreme cold at a very fast speed, and his spiritual power stirred, shattering the cold ice that gradually rose on his clothes, floating in the air, and condensing into sword fingers.

One finger moves the sky, and a sword shocks the cold!

The sharp sword momentum broke through the clouds and mist in the sky, traced the streamer, and slashed down from the sky, where it touched, the cold air melted, the power of the extreme cold quickly collapsed, and the light waves swayed a cold wind.

Ran Ning was silent, his light sleeves danced, his smart hands outlined the wisps of blue light, intertwined in a staggered and orderly manner, his hands were synthesized, the blue light was agitated, he looked up, his eyes were cold, and he said softly: "Wither!"

The heavens and the earth were dark, everything was discolored, and the flowing aura was plundered and emptied, forming a vacuum in this wild land, and the earth-shattering sword momentum continued to diminish under this move, but it still passed through many obstacles and slashed in front of Ran Ning.

Under the sword momentum, the cold wind suddenly rose, the white clothes and black hair rose one after another, the slender figure retreated slightly, the streamer returned, and the sword momentum was resolved, and the calm face still did not see a trace of waves, but the pair of clear eyes became deeper and deeper.

Feng Jianfei picked up Mu Yunge with one hand, held the sword in front of him with the other, and retreated again and again, relying on his own strength to offset the sword momentum that leaked out.

Although I don't know if Ran Lang has comprehended the sword intent, he already has the momentum of a swordsman, with the blessing of the sword momentum, and his every move carries the terrifying power.

The sword move sword style can be learned, and the sword intent relies on talent and chance comprehension, but the sword momentum cannot be learned, and it cannot be understood, which requires a person to reach a high level of kendo comprehension, and to have enough strength to be able to form a sword momentum.

In this world, there are still extraordinary powerhouses!

Feng Jianfei calmly looked at the two people in the distance, Ran Ning, who was as inscrutable as a fan, and Ran Lang, who was as sharp as a sword, who would be better between the two, this was beyond the scope of his judgment.

The strange flow of the spirit son in the sky, suddenly disappeared, suddenly skyrocketed, the mysteries here, all revealed in the simple duel between the two, swept the blue light and cold, stirred up round after round of collisions, roaring and vibrating continuously, adding a bit of restlessness to the lonely wilderness.