Snow, falling quietly, quietly.

Saro walked in the col, surrounded by snow-covered mountains, hazy. He had never seen a place like this since he was born.

I've never seen such a cold place.

Although there is also ice and snow in the Ice and Snow Valley of Taixuan Mountain Villa, after all, it was built by people with spiritual power, and it is not real here at all.

Cold real.

Just like Saruo's mood at the moment.

Completely lonely mood.

He never imagined that one day he would be completely alone, on his own.

Xiao Ye, Yang Liu, Sisi, Chen Chen, Zhao Chen, Tong Lin, none of his good friends were around.

At this moment, his hair, shoulders, and body were covered with ice and snow, and he didn't use his spiritual power to dry it, nor did he use his spiritual power to keep out the cold, he just wanted to feel the cold.

The cold he had never experienced.

He wants to use this cold to tell himself that he is still alive and still in this world.

He stepped into this area of ice and snow three days ago, after leaving the cave, except for resting or cultivating at night, he didn't stop for a moment, he wanted to find Tong Lin quickly, quickly find the sapphire scepter, he didn't know how far the seven servants of the evil monarch had awakened, he had to hurry up......

Places covered in ice and snow are alien places.

His feet crunched on the snow, and Saro left a long footprint behind him, which was covered in snow and ice not long after.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, are you still awake?" The spirit bird remained motionless on his shoulder, its body was snow-white, like a snow ball, and it didn't seem to use its spiritual power to keep out the cold, or he didn't know how to use it at all.

Spiritbirds are always asleep as soon as they arrive in this area, and they are listless when they get up and move occasionally.

"Cluck...... "The spirit bird cries in a low voice, and with a slight movement of its steps, a small cluster of snowflakes falls on its body.

"Are you hungry? I see you haven't eaten in days. Sa Ruo exhaled white breath from his mouth, "It seems that the food you like is all elixir, do you like to eat cakes?

Saro was amused by his jokes, how could a spirit bird that eats the elixir eat bread?

But the spirit bird remained motionless, and Saro felt that something was wrong.

"Otherwise, it's too cold here, you better go back to the Western Continent, you wait for me in the cave before us, I'll definitely look for you when I'm done." ”

The spirit bird clucked twice, and didn't even open its eyes.

"Otherwise," Saro said worriedly, "I'll give you the rest of the pill?"

The Soul Bird was his only companion now, and he said that he meant to eat it, and he really didn't want to lose the Spirit Bird again, so he wouldn't even have someone to talk to.

But the spirit bird remained motionless and silent.

Even the Purple Extreme Pill couldn't tempt it, and it seemed that something was indeed wrong with it, but Saro was completely confused.

The road under his feet stretched to a hill ahead, and the mountains in this alien area did not grow many trees, and only occasionally one was one at a great distance.

But the mountain in front of him was full of trees, all of which were pine needles and the like, which grew in cold places.

The woods are also quiet, the trunk is scary, each tree can be held by at least four people, the trees are relatively dense, the branches are connected to the sky, the snow is not as big as outside, Saruo found a flat place, took a mat and put it in the snow, now it is getting late, he decided to sleep here tonight.

The cold wind whistled through the trees and let out a scream that made people's faces ache.

He put the spirit bird on a low branch, the spiritual power in his hand worked, and a wave of heat was transmitted to the spirit bird, and after a while, he steamed the snow on the spirit bird's body.

The feathers of the spirit bird are snow-white, and the dry appearance of the whole body is much better than before, and it looks a little more energetic.

But it still didn't wake up, and Saruo couldn't help but be a little disappointed, so he could only let it go back to sleep, and at the same time he was faintly worried that it wouldn't die.

He shook off the snowflakes from his body and sat down cross-legged on the mat, only to feel the cold coming through the mat, and he couldn't help but move.

Like the days before, he could only use cultivation to pass the boring time at night.

The Divine Thunder Technique of the Exercises began to be transported, and in a moment the whole body was shrouded in a red light, and the body quickly warmed up, the wet clothes were steamed dry, and bursts of white gas came out of the body.

The darkness said that it would fall, and it would immediately cover the earth, but where there was snow, there was still a faint light at night.

In this faint light, Sa Ruo frowned tightly, as soon as he entered this area, he had already found that the spiritual power of heaven and earth here seemed to be extremely thin, only two-thirds of the spiritual power of the Western Continent, and Sa Ruo's cultivation was more difficult than before.

After eating a Purple Extreme Pill, there were faint signs of a breakthrough in his strength, and the cyan divine thunder also showed signs of awakening.

He originally wanted to take advantage of this time to break through his strength to the Yuanwu realm and awaken the cyan divine thunder, but it seems that he doesn't know when.

Although his cultivation was difficult, he was not discouraged, his cultivation path never seemed to be easy, he absorbed the spiritual power little by little, and the spiritual power from the outside flowed into its body in a trace, and the trace was absorbed by the nine-colored divine thunder, this spiritual power seemed to be too little for them, they were not active at all, and became very silent.

Three hours passed, and Saruo clasped his hands in front of his chest and slowly finished his work.

He stood up, feeling that his strength was no different from before.

He was a little worried about the bird, so he looked at it again, and found that it was again completely covered in snow, and if it were not for the claws showing out, you would have thought it was a ball of snow on a branch.

Saruo had to use his spiritual power to steam the snow off its body again, and after steaming dry, it was still sleeping.

"Xiaobai!

Saro screamed twice, but it didn't respond at all. Saruo chuckled in his heart, it was dead. Reaching out and taking it down in his hand, its whole body was stiff and cold, like an ice lump.

Saruo's nose was sore, this, could it be dead, he shook it twice, but it still didn't respond.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, wake up!"

It still doesn't respond.

He just wanted to cry, but he couldn't help it, thinking to himself: This spirit bird has no injuries on its body, how can it become like this, although this snow is cold, but it is a strange bird in the world, is it just frozen to death?

No way, the spirit bird is not so stupid, if it knew that it couldn't support the cold, it wouldn't follow.

So why is this happening?

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, it must be that it still can't withstand the spiritual power of the Purple Pole Pill, the Purple Pole Pill's spiritual power is too rich, even he can't bear it, let alone a small bird.

Saruo's tears finally flowed: "It's me, I shouldn't have fed that medicine to you......"

He picked it up, approached the root of a tree in despair, put the bird on the ground, and then reached out on the ground and began to dig a pit, ready to bury it, and when the pit was dug, he picked up the bird again, and felt that tears blurred his eyes.

Trembling, he put the spirit bird into the pit, and threw a handful of snow on it, but when he held the second handful, he couldn't do anything.

For some reason, an irrepressible anger rose in his heart, and he rose to his feet and threw the snow into the air.

The snow foam drifted away, and as soon as he showed his body, his body floated back three feet, and the green divine thunder jumped sharply at this time, and the sword of thunder punishment inside also trembled violently.

Sa Ruo's mind turned, a simple long sword appeared in his hand, only to see that the sword body was like a pool of autumn water, the sword body gently buzzed, trembled, Sa Ruo jumped up in the air with a sense of anger, held the long sword high with both hands, ah, slashed down, a green sword gas turned into a thirty-meter-long huge long sword and slashed down from the air.

In the midst of the sword qi, the snowflakes danced wildly, and after a thunderous roar, a crack fifty meters long appeared on the ground.

Saruo fell to the ground, feeling that his anger had not dissipated, and he slashed again, and the sword was swung out from left to right with an arc-shaped cyan sword light, which seemed to be colder than this ice and snow, and the sword qi passed, and hundreds of snowflakes were also shattered by this sword qi, and then the sword qi slashed directly into the trunks of dozens of trees.

At first the trees did not seem to react, but after a moment they fell together, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror, and the snow splashed up, and the whole hill was shrouded in a mist of snow.

Saro was surprised to find that he was able to connect the two styles of the Thunder Punishment Sword, and he knew what the trick of the first form of the Thunder Punishment Sword was, that is, the indomitable anger, with which he could kill the people who should be killed in the world.

But he was not happy at all, he was completely out of strength, so weak that he fell to the ground, and the sword of thunder punishment returned to the green god thunder on its own.

His eyes flashed, looking at the sky, if he didn't have any relatives and friends, what if he had no strength, if he didn't have relatives and friends, then why did he want to protect this world?

He was lying in the snow, his eyes open, letting the snowflakes fall on him, in his eyes, in his collar, and he didn't rush to recover his cultivation, just lying like this.

After an hour, his whole body was covered in snow and ice, and he looked like a lying snowman.

The day gradually brightened, his mood gradually calmed down, what he had to do was still to do, he sat up, the snow on his body scattered to the ground, his spiritual power had recovered, he steamed the snow on his body again, and overnight, he seemed to have some beards on his mouth.

He walked slowly to the Spiritbird, which was still sleeping in the pit next to the root of the tree, because of the tree overhead, it was only covered with more snow than before, and it was not completely covered.

"Xiaobai," he said, "I came to say goodbye to you, but I didn't expect you and I to see each other for only a few days, but you are leaving......"

Speaking of this, my heart was sour, and I couldn't help but leave a tear, and I couldn't say it anymore.

He picked up a handful of snow and was about to scatter it, but his eyes suddenly lit up.