The wind and snow are in the Xuan Domain, the ice and snow are blowing in the sky, thousands of miles of people are gone, and the clouds are shh

There is no day or night here, and the snow and wind are howling, and the monotony is a pale color.

It has been a full day and a night since Yu Han began to recover from his injuries.

As the true qi in his body began to flow smoothly, his qi and blood gradually returned to calm, and his injuries recovered more and more quickly.

After a day and a night of pranayama, Yu Han finally slowly opened his eyes.

As far as the eye could see, it was the more than ten disciples who were closely guarded, because they had not moved for a long time, and their bodies had been covered with snow.

However, he still stood upright, not moving.

Yu Han crossed a warm current in his heart, stood up, and swept the snow off the body of one of the disciples closest to him.

"Everyone, hard work!"

He spoke.

After hearing his voice, the disciples who were guarding it shook off the snow on their bodies, but there was no complaint in their eyes, and some were only grateful to him.

These disciples who were not good at words just smirked and scratched their heads, but they didn't say a word.

"What about the others?"

Yu Han glanced around, but did not find the figures of other disciples, and his face suddenly changed.

At the same time, there was a hint of foreboding in my heart.

"About three hours ago, Senior Sister Bu Qingyan rushed over with some of her senior brothers, and when she saw that your condition had stabilized, she left with everyone with confidence, leaving us here to guard!"

"Not good!"

After hearing this, Yu Han's face became more and more solemn.

Bu Qingyan and they all knew that Shen Dongxuan and some of the martial arts disciples had an accident, and they also knew the purpose of their hurry.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would meet Ling Luoshen and Yifeng here, so he was delayed for so long.

The reason why they left was probably that they had already rushed to the Wind and Snow Hall first.

Thinking of this, Yu Han's heart became more and more cold.

There are some Xianmen Sanying there, and when it comes to fighting alone, he may be able to fight with Xianmen Sanying, but it will also be extremely difficult.

However, Xianmen Sanying dispatched at the same time, and he was not an opponent at all.

They are still like this, and they rushed over at this moment, and they simply threw themselves into the net.

As soon as he thought of this, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly ordered a few words towards the dozen minutes beside him, and immediately unfolded his body and galloped away in the direction of the Wind and Snow Palace.

"Three hours, if I'm fast enough, maybe I can recoup some losses!"

In the hurry, all the ice and snow in the sky were shocked and flew out by the protective true qi he had opened, and his body turned into a streamer, urging the speed to the extreme.

And at this moment, Bu Qingyan, Li Guizang and others, with nearly two hundred disciples of the Martial Arts Hall, had already arrived at Fengxue Ridge.

Ten miles of wind and snow ridge, the top of the mountain into the temple.

Standing at the bottom, through the cover of the wind and snow, you can vaguely see the huge palace.

"Is that the Wind and Snow Palace?" Bu Qingyan's eyes flickered, and he said slightly.

Li Guizang and the others couldn't help but nodded: "There, it should be it!"

At this point, everyone fell silent, and there was a solemnity in their eyes.

Xianmen Sanying should have entered the main hall at this moment, waiting for the moment when the Tianxuan Mirror was finally opened.

Bu Qingyan glanced around.

There are nearly two hundred junior disciples, and in terms of number, it can almost be about the same as the number of all the disciples of the Immortal Sect on this trip.

However, once there is a real battle, none of these disciples will be able to go back.

"Yu Han is injured because he can't fight side by side with us for the time being!" Bu Qingyan Sakura's lips opened slightly, and she slowly spoke.

Then, she turned around and looked at the group of martial arts disciples.

"However, we can't watch our fellow disciples be sacrificed to death by the blood of those immortal sect guys, we should also be together!"

"But I don't want to force you, I believe that Yu Han doesn't want to force you either!"

"So if you want to fight them to the death, even if you shed the last drop of blood, you have to turn the world upside down, just follow behind me, if you don't want to, leave now, maybe when the trial is over, you can still survive!"

Bu Qingyan retracted his gaze and looked at the ten-mile wind and snow ridge again.

The road was not wide, but there was an indescribable silence that blew in the cold wind.

A faint smell of blood was also transmitted.

She frowned slightly, and stepped forward.

"We'll fight with you!" Li Guizang and Leng Zhenzhen held their arms, laughed and followed.

Xiao Wan was silent, her footsteps moved slightly, and she also walked forward.

"Haha, the big deal is death, so what? Eighteen years later, Lao Tzu is a good man again!"

The disciples of the Martial Arts Hall roared loudly one after another, but they did not leave alone, and followed behind the large army.

The pace of light smoke was not slow, and the ten-mile road, coupled with the steep mountains, made their pace slower and slower.

Finally, when he reached the end of nearly a mile, Bu Qingyan suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Li Guizang and Leng Zhenzhen flashed to her side at the same time, their hands tightly gripping the hilt of their swords.

In Bu Qingyan's eyes, a faint mist flickered out.

Then, she slowly walked to the side!

There was a corner of gray clothes peeking out of the snow, constantly swaying with the howling of the cold wind.

She squatted down slightly, and her bare hands kept brushing off the cold white snow on the corner of her clothes, gradually revealing a huge cold corpse.

Li Guizang and the others' eyes flickered, and their faces immediately became extremely ugly.

"Everyone, come and help, more than one junior brother has been killed!" Bu Qingyan's voice was a little choked.

More than a dozen disciples rushed forward one after another, sweeping away the surrounding snow with their bare hands.

A whole ten corpses appeared in front of everyone so suddenly.

There were also blood-red ice crystals that had dried up into ice on the ground, and the ten disciples were lying on top of the ice crystals, with a red line of blood in their throats.

"They really carried out a blood sacrifice!" Bu Qingyan looked at the Wind and Snow Hall in the distance, there was no one in front of him, and those guys from the Immortal Gate should have already entered it.

In this case, I don't know how much blood of the disciples of the Martial Arts Hall will be on this road.

"These immortal disciples are really ruthless, so frustrating, their hearts can be punished!" Bu Qingyan clenched his fists.

Li Guizang gritted his teeth and gurgled: "Even if you fight for your life today, you must annihilate them and avenge the dead junior brothers!"

"Let's go, I hope Shen Dongxuan and them are still alive!"

Bu Qingyan spoke, then reached out and lifted up the body of a female disciple, and hugged it.

"Take your brothers with you, we will be together regardless of life or death!"

The eyes of the first sons of the martial arts hall moistened.

Without saying a word, they picked up the bodies of their brothers on the ground, followed behind Bu Qingyan, and walked forward.

As the crowd continued to move forward, more and more of the disciples' bodies were cleaned out of the snow.

The road had just reached about halfway point, and the corpses on the bodies of the people had reached as many as fifty.

"Ten people in one mile, they should be really ruthless to the extreme, ten miles of wind and snow ridge, a hundred martial arts disciples, just like this!"

Li Guizang's eyes flickered, and his arms trembled with intense anger.

"I talk about martial arts disciples, I am never afraid of any challenge, I will fight today, and I will never die with the Immortal Sect!" he roared angrily and continued to walk forward.

The disciples of the Martial Arts Hall roared in unison, and the sound soon spread into the distance.

In the Wind and Snow Palace, the huge ice door has been opened, and the ice door as white as jade is filled with a bloodthirsty aura.

The whole of it was stained red with blood, and it was indescribably demonic.

Around the area under the gate, there were scattered the corpses of ten disciples of the Martial Arts Hall, which were extremely miserable.

Through the gate, inside is the center of the main hall, and at this moment, nearly a hundred figures are standing in the center of the main hall.

Not far in front of them, there was an altar.

Around the altar, it was guarded by a faint light shield, revealing a mysterious aura.

And on the altar under the protection of the light shield, there is no idol of any gods, or the spiritual seat of the primeval sages.

There is a quaint bronze mirror there.

Placed on a bronze frame, it continues to bloom with rays of light.

Celestial Mirror!

The true treasure of the Zhenzong of Jiangwutang has supreme divine might.

Xianmen Sanying stood at the front of the team, his eyes looking at the Tianxuan Mirror with a bit of greed.

"It would be nice if I could get it out!" Mo Dao licked his lips and smiled slightly.

"You're dreaming!"

On the other side of these nearly 100 figures, nearly 100 disciples of the Martial Arts Hall also gathered in one place, and their meridians were sealed, and they fell around scattered.

Seeing that Mo Dao had a desire to watch the Tianxuan Mirror, Shen Dongxuan gritted his teeth and said angrily.

At this moment, his appearance was extremely miserable, his long robe was almost soaked with blood, and frozen from the cold, as if he were wearing a piece of armor.

There were also blood stains on his face, and he had just opened his mouth to speak, and he was injured again, and he gasped for breath.

"You also have a part in talking here?" Mo Dao glanced at him coldly, and then smiled: "But compared to these fools around you, you do have the qualifications to say this!"

"Kill so many disciples of my martial arts hall, you will definitely be punished, Tianxuan Mirror is the treasure of my martial arts hall, even if you can get the top three, it will not let you go!"

"Humph!"

Mo Dao snorted coldly, and his cold gaze swept over Shen Dongxuan.

"It's just a pity that you didn't have a chance to see it at all!"

"In less than ten hours, the Heavenly Xuan Mirror will be opened, and when the time comes, with the blood power of your hundred people as the guide, you will definitely receive the highest grade spiritual light empowerment!"

"Yu Han won't let you go!" Shen Dongxuan gritted his teeth and said.

At this moment, he thought of Yu Han, and he didn't know if his cultivation had improved after coming in.

"Yu Han?" Mo Dao said with a bit of playfulness at the corner of his mouth, and then said: "You can also see that the speed at which we came in was not fast, and killing you for a blood sacrifice was also to lure Yu Han out." ”

When he said this, the corners of Mo Dao's mouth showed a faint mockery.

"It's just that he's too timid to show up yet!"

His words had just fallen, and on the Wind and Snow Ridge, the roars of two hundred martial arts disciples shook the sky.

Including Ximen Qingshuang and Yichong, the three of them glanced at each other, and a smile appeared on the corner of their mouths.