Unforgettable!

A drop of crystal tears fell on the thin paper filled with divine light and disappeared.

The girl Xue Qiao's tears slid down, the tears of excitement were crystal clear, and she slowly turned to look in the direction of the door, "Auntie-Xie Lu, thank you." ”

The [Bone Carving Divine Technique] in front of him is a magical secret method.

The girl Xue Qiao didn't know where her aunt Xue Feishuang got such a magical secret method, but she knew very well - this was what she needed most now.

Dense characters flickered in the eyes of the girl Xue Qiao-

"Bone carving, the art of inheriting memory, legend has it that a powerful god in ancient times created a magic technique in order to reincarnate and reincarnate and retain the memory of his previous life, called - Bone Carving!"

The girl Xue Qiao looked at the characters and said softly, "With the power of the soul, the memory in my heart is engraved in the bone marrow-"

"Unforgettable, eternal, never forget."

"Bone Carving Divine Technique, the process is like ten thousand ants devouring the heart, and those who are not with great perseverance cannot be used in vain."

"No matter how hard it is, I'm — I'm going to be able to persevere." After the girl Xue Qiao memorized the method of [Bone Carving Divine Technique] in her heart, luck disappeared and crushed the thin paper with divine light-

Sitting cross-legged on the ice and snow floor, the girl Xue Qiao was about to start practicing the [Bone Carving Technique] when the door of the room was suddenly pushed open again-

Left God Wei Xue Feizhuo!

His face was cold, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, the moment he stepped into the room, Xue Feizhuo's pupils couldn't help but shrink a little, and his eyes looked at the dense handwriting carved on the wall, and Xue Feizhuo's eyes quickly wiped a cold color-

"How can the ancient gods be trapped by the seven emotions and six desires of mortals?" Xue Feizhuo said in a deep voice, "Xue Qiao, how many times have I told you, I forgot that person-" As soon as the words fell, Xue Feizhuo waved his arm directly, and in an instant, a gust of snow and wind and sand rose, like a knife cut, and where it was pointed, all the characters were erased-

"No—" The girl Xue Qiao burst into tears and looked at Xue Feizhuo with pleading eyes.

"You have the responsibility of reviving the gods! How can it be child's play? Xue Feizhuo's face was expressionless, "If you don't have a memory, let him disappear - after the Snow God Inheritance Ceremony is over, you will be the king of our Snow God lineage!" ”

After the words fell, Xue Feizhuo turned around and left the room-

The girl Xue Qiao lowered her head, tears slid down, and after Xue Feizhuo's figure disappeared completely, she slowly raised her head, wiped away the tears on her face, showed her face, and tried her best to bloom the smile in her heart, "Even if I want to be the snow god, I will always guard the eternal beauty in my heart——"

Sitting cross-legged, the [Bone Carving Divine Technique] spread to his heart-

This magic seems to completely imprint human memory in the bone marrow - it is an extremely anti-heaven method, and it is also an extremely painful process!

After a while, beads of sweat had begun to appear on the forehead of the girl Xue Qiao, however, the figure has always remained stable and unmoving, guarding the clear and clear of the mourning platform, methodically, imprinting that memory that belongs to her-

Unforgettable! ——

"Ruins of the World Realm?"

In front of the Tongtian Bridge, the figure of a middle-aged man with a plain and unremarkable face appeared-it was Xiao Yang after the disguise. With the lesson of the Endless Wind and Sand World, Xiao Yang also chose to appear in disguise this time, but the area near the Tongtian Bridge was calm and calm, and there was nothing unusual.

"This is really a world full of treasures-" Xiao Yang muttered to himself, but these treasures would not be of much interest to Xiao Yang.

The little divine dragon in Xiao Yang's arms waved his little arms excitedly at this time-

What makes Xiao Yang strange is that the Tongtian Bridge obviously only allows one person to enter alone, but the little divine dragon can not leave an inch in his arms - all the rules in the god realm seem to have no effect on this little guy - it is like a bug-like existence!

"Is it because he's a dragon? Did the gods decide he's my pet or something? Xiao Yang didn't think much about it, because he had already noticed Fang Ran's whereabouts, just in a dense forest not far ahead-

Sou!

The figure flew into the dense forest in a hurry, Fang Ran and Fang Zong were both there, when Xiao Yang was extremely fast, almost out of thin air, the two of them subconsciously looked vigilant-

"It's me." Xiao Yang immediately spoke.

"Master?" Fang Zong looked at the unfamiliar middle-aged face in front of him in surprise.

"It's just a little disguise." After a while, Xiao Yang returned to his original appearance, and Fang Zong was even more amazed.

"By the way, master, we have heard some news about Snow God Mountain." Fang Zong said, "Sure enough, it is the Snow God Inheritance, it is said that the Snow God Inheritance Ceremony was originally planned to be held in the past few days, but not long ago, the Snow God Mountain suddenly issued a postponement news, and the Snow God Inheritance Ceremony will not officially start until two months later." ”

"Sudden postponement?" Xiao Yang was stunned.

"It is rumored that something happened to the inheritor of the Snow God—" Fang Ran said in a deep voice, "But no one knows what the specific reason is. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yang's heart couldn't help but tighten, and he muttered to himself, "I hope it's okay-"

At this time, Fang Zong smiled, "Master, you asked my Seventh Grandfather to assist you in entering the Snow God Mountain Range, the person you want to see should be the Snow God Inheritor, right?" Of course, Fang Zong's words were just a bit of a joke, in his opinion, the person the master was looking for was ready to find a way to bring it back to the earth, how could it be the inheritor of the Snow God-

Xiao Yang responded, "What if I say yes?" ”

Fang Zong was stunned, and then said, "No matter who it is, I only listen to the master's words." ”

Xiao Yang smiled slightly.

Either way, the delay in the date of the Snow God Inheritance Ceremony was a good thing for him - at least he had enough time to prepare everything.

"How long does it take to get to the Snow God Mountains from here?" Xiao Yang asked.

"About ten days." Fang Ran took out a piece of paper in his hand, "This is the approximate map of the Twelfth Realm of the Gods. ”

Xiao Yang's eyes showed a hint of appreciation.

With Fang Ran and Fang Zong having such a high efficiency, he saved a lot of heart-Xiao Yang opened the map and took a look, and quickly found the location of the Snow God Mountain Range, and at the Snow God Mountain Range, he also saw four words-Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River!

Xiao Yang's pupils fluttered, "The Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River passes through the Snow God Mountain Range?" ”

"Master, to be precise—there, is the source of the Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River!" Fang Zong pointed to the map and said, "This is a place about a thousand miles south of the core area of the Snow God Mountain Range, and it still belongs to the category of the Snow Mountain Range, but within a radius of a hundred miles here, it is a forbidden land!" Not a single inch of grass grows, it is because of the existence of the Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River! Of course, the direction of the Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River is opposite to the core of the Snow God Mountain Range, which will not affect the Snow God Mountain Range, but because of the existence of the source of the Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River, this area has become a natural barrier for the Snow God Mountain Range. ”

"That's right." Xiao Yang clenched his fist slightly, he could put the golden sword into the source of the Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River by the way, and after seven seven and forty-nine days, the golden sword sister could wake up—if you calculate the time, it is not much different from the beginning of the Snow God Inheritance Ceremony-

Xiao Yang checked the map, due to the special terrain of the source of the Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River, if you want to reach the Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River from the direction of the Snow God Mountain Range, then pass through the core area of the Snow God Pulse - these places must be heavily guarded at this very moment - Xiao Yang does not want to alarm the guardians of the Snow God Pulse so soon-

There is another way to the Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River-

"We're in two directions." After pondering for a while, Xiao Yang said in a deep voice, "You guys rush to the Snow God Mountain Range first and search for news—I have other important matters." ”

Fang Ran Fang Zong didn't ask much, he quickly said goodbye to Xiao Yang, and his figure quickly disappeared into the depths of the dense forest-

Xiao Yang had already memorized the terrain in the map and found the right direction, and when he was about to set off, the little divine dragon in his arms babbled and shouted, "Hungry, hungry—"

Xiao Yang,"——"This loser boy is too edible—

In the depths of the Snow God's Palace, outside the room formed by the Glacier World Realm, two Golden Immortal Spirit Body powerhouses were loyally guarding, and the atmosphere was silent.

In the room, Xue Feishuang and Xue Feizhuo looked solemn - in front of the two of them, there was an ice sculpture - inside the ice sculpture, a calm and beautiful face could be faintly seen - the girl Xue Qiao.

"What the hell happened to her?" Xue Feizhuo frowned, obviously when she came to see Xue Qiao before, she was fine, how could she suddenly-it was precisely because of this that the Snow God Inheritance Ceremony was forced to be delayed-

She really succeeded-

Xue Feishuang muttered silently in her heart, but her face was calm and colorless, "Xue Qiao is the inheritor of the blood of the Snow God, and all the unpredictable changes that happen to her are possible—now this situation can only wait and see." ”

Xue Feizhuo didn't suspect Xue Feishuang, and after observing the situation of the girl Xue Qiao for a while, she left the room with a frown-

"After seventy-seven and forty-nine days, the ice and snow on your body will be able to melt gradually, and at that time, the memory will be hard, and perhaps, the inheritance of the snow god will not erase the obsession in your heart." Xue Feishuang whispered, "Little Joe, my aunt wishes you good luck—"

Inside the ice sculpture, Xue Qiao is still the same.

The twelfth realm of the gods, the realm of the relics. As time passed, the number of geniuses who gradually entered the realm of the relics increased—some headed for the Snow God Mountains, while others scattered everywhere, looking for their own opportunities.

There is only one place, and no one cares.

Smell the color changes!

Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River!

The twelfth realm of the gods is where the source of the Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River is located, and the closer it is to the source of the Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River, the stronger the killing sword aura around it becomes—wherever the river reaches, there is not a single grass.

Sou!

At this time, there was only one figure, going the opposite way, and embarked on a road that no one dared to walk on-

Ten days passed.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Xiao Yang was already close to the valley of the Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River, and there were shadowless and invisible sword qi attacks around him-

Running the method of [Chiyou Refining Body], allowing the sword qi to block the cutting, Xiao Yang's figure went upstream, getting closer and closer to the source of the Ten Thousand Swords Spirit River——

Lightning-fast speed.

Suddenly, Xiao Yang's figure stopped, and an incomparably surging killing aura in front of him rushed over like a frenzy.

Directly in front, a 100-meter-high stone monument was erected-

The murderous aura was released from the stone tablet, as if it was enough to shatter everything.

On the stele, the words kill -

"The Source of Ten Thousand Swords!"