In the vast, eternal universe, this is a continent wandering in the starry sky of the universe, and no one knows its cosmic coordinates or what cycle it is in. From a distance, it looks like a pile of irregular stones, like a rock that has been crushed with a heavy hammer. And this "far away" is tens of thousands of light years away.

The field formed by its gravitational pull overlord all the surrounding galaxies and surround him, announcing its unparalleled status in this vast starry sky - the Imperial Spirit Continent!

A certain point in this continent, in a long strip of continent, is a mountainous area.

In the mountains, there are boundless and endless mountains at a glance, some are magnificent and majestic, some are sharp and piercing the sky, some are smart and delicate, full of vitality, and there are more ethereal fairy mountains that are beyond the world.

A certain inconspicuous hill in this sea of mountains is actually not called a hill, at most it is a dirt bag.

The terrain is flat, sparsely populated with low shrubs and weeds, and is inconspicuous compared to the surrounding peaks and mountains. Just inside this soil bag, there is a karst cave, a faint light that does not know where it comes from into the cave, the light is constantly dispersed and refracted, and the stalactites in the cave are reflected in a brilliant and colorful way.

In this gorgeous world, there is a long strip of 'black charcoal' that is one zhang long and one person hugging, on which mysterious words sometimes flash, and also exudes a faint black light, and the black light isolates the brilliant colors, and divides a small field alone. A young man meditates in the realm of black light, his eyes closed, his face pale, and a little blood stained on his white clothes. When the stalactites above his head drip down, they will be pulled to the 'black charcoal' by an invisible force, and then turn into a trace of mist that floats around the young man's body and is inhaled into his body.

Li Qing on the jade shoot exhaled a breath of turbidity, slowly opened his eyes, and his face was a little more ruddy: "The injuries caused by the sneak attack are extremely serious, if it weren't for my luck, I'm afraid I would have died on the spot, but now the injuries are mostly healed, and I have the capital to fight with that group of hypocrites." ”

Li Qing seemed to sense something, and a cold glow that almost wanted to penetrate the cave wall burst out in his eyes, and he looked at the mountain wall above his head.

Just in front of this inconspicuous earthen bag, there is a group of young people wearing Taoist robes standing in the air out of thin air, they have long hair, there are men and women, all of them are good-looking, and their temperament is extraordinary, like ancient handsome men and women who went out to play. But they are wearing different clothes and different styles, and they seem to be a team but vaguely form several small groups, obviously of different origins.

A young man wearing a white robe with an immortal crane embroidered on the placket spoke: "Just now I sensed a trace of spiritual power fluctuation here, presumably that traitor is around here, let's quickly arrange a formation to surround this place." Otherwise, if we let him run away, it will be difficult to catch him again, and in order to defend the dignity of our righteous path, we will act quickly. ”

The young man's face was upright, and he was echoed by the same standard clothes as him.

The others didn't buy it, and one of them, the black-haired man in a gray robe, said: "Why do we have to listen to you? Arrange the formation? Do you have the ability! Don't take yourself too seriously, I have seen the power of that evil obstacle, and who knows if there will be danger when we arrange the formation." If you want to use us as cannon fodder, you can dream about it. ”

The people around frowned, and their eyes swept a few unkind glances at the white-robed young man.

The white-robed young man said angrily: "Is this what you guys look like, let's go back obediently, be careful of being killed by that traitor." ”

As he spoke, the white-robed young man pulled out a bright flying sword from the scabbard behind his back, and the cold light shone brightly, and the momentum suddenly became fierce.

The gray-robed young man was about to say something, but a chill suddenly came from the bottom of his heart, and a heart-pounding feeling took over his heart.

He instinctively used the fastest means of direct escape to retreat, and ran out of three miles in a blink of an eye, before he had time to look back, he only felt his blood quickly coagulate, and then the sharp wind sound behind his ears, his back was invaded by a cold current, and he was directly hit by a strong force, and fell to the ground fiercely, with an embarrassed face.

He stood up quickly, ignoring his embarrassed image and looking around vigilantly like a frightened cat. The emptiness made him feel a cold that he hadn't felt in a long time.

The gray-robed man's long hair was covered with frost little by little, and his face was frozen pale by the biting cold wind, without a trace of blood. He pinched a few tricks, and a milky white halo lit up all over his body, so that his face was a little bloody.

He looked back at the crowd, his pupils narrowing. The person who was still alive has turned into a block of ice, and his facial features are no longer visible, but there is a faint silhouette of a person on the ice.

In a two-mile radius centered on the original crowd, a large crater with a diameter of 10 meters was bombarded, and the green space that was originally covered by vegetation had disappeared, replaced by a snow-white frozen soil.

The ice sculptures fell straight from mid-air, and the sound of ice cracking "click-click-click" resounded, and the living people and their belongings turned into broken ice on the ground.

Seeing the ice sculpture shattering, the man didn't dare to make a sound, he only had fear in his heart. The cold wind whistling in his ears was a mockery of death in his ears, mocking their lives for being so fragile and vulnerable.

There were a few other people who looked at this scene with him, and they were people who could escape from the unknown attack, and they all looked embarrassed. Among them was the white-robed young man, whose faces were as pale as death, and they were all standing not far from the shattered ice sculpture.

They didn't dare to move, and in this lifeless place, they didn't know who was in charge of their fate. I could only wait silently, and suppress the panic in my heart to calm myself.

The hill was not affected, it was still green and vibrant, and the big pit next to it and the snow-white frozen soil around it formed two different worlds in this area, and the two worlds seemed to be merged in the same painting, one full of spring birds and flowers, and the other ice and snow, isolated from life.

In the middle of this painting, the space wrinkled with a ripple, a figure slowly emerged, and a man in white descended with endless cold, and the breath of cold swept away. Tell the people that he is the Grim Reaper who has just harvested the lives of their companions.

The young man had a delicate face, dressed in white, with long black hair like a waterfall, and his eyes were like a black jewel, and he looked like a talented man. But at this time, his face was pale and his eyes were indifferent, as if nothing could move him half a point.

Those who escaped looked at the young man with complicated eyes, with different expressions on their faces, some shocked, some frightened, some sneered, and some even forgot the crisis just now, revealing greed and fanaticism.

And among these people, there was a woman in a green dress and a veil, and her eyes revealed a deep worry...

"Hmph, evil obstacles! We've been looking for you for a long time, so we'll cut ourselves off early, otherwise when our elders come, you'll not just die!"

One of the middle-aged men said.

Hearing this, everyone's courage seemed to increase, and they all opened their mouths to threaten.

"Little bastard, isn't it just relying on magic weapons and secret techniques that you have learned, if you don't have these things, you are nothing, and if you surrender obediently, our ancestor may spare your life." ”

"Traitor, hand over the magic weapon and exercises, and we can spare your life. ”

"Evil beast, you will be captured immediately! Otherwise, you may even be implicated in all the blood people related to you, and you will never be reborn!"

The man looked at the gang with a sneer in mid-air, his eyes indifferent, and just as he heard the threat against his family, a murderous aura suddenly erupted from his eyes.

Everyone only felt that the temperature around them had dropped a few points again.

"Since you want to die early, then I will fulfill you. The black-haired man said indifferently.

I saw a black-haired man take out a big black sword out of thin air, the sword body is ten feet long, and it is very thick. However, the blade of the sword had no blade, no tip, just a black mass, and the shape was irregular, like a long piece of black charcoal, but it had a silhouette similar to that of a sword.

It was such a piece of "black charcoal" that emitted a faint blue halo in the hands of the black-haired youth, and the sword body flashed with mixed runes, which was very mysterious.

With the gentle swing of the big sword, the space seemed to be gently stirred by an invisible hand, causing ripples.

Everyone didn't think that their threat was not only useless, but it made the killing intent of the man in front of them even stronger, and they all became vigilant, keeping a certain distance from the man, and the finished glyph surrounded the black-haired man.

The dark blue halo of the big sword in the black-haired man's hand became brighter and brighter, and the entire sword body was wrapped in a thin light curtain, and mysterious runes flashed on the light curtain, which condensed into a blue sword blade.

The man's eyes were indifferent, and he flashed in front of a middle-aged man closest to him. The middle-aged man was just about to dodge, but the great sword with a dark blue light curtain was already a few feet above his head, and it fell with a destructive aura at lightning speed.

The middle-aged man couldn't dodge at all, so he could only use all his strength to raise his flying sword, and pinched the trick with one hand to prop up a yellow barrier to block the sword.

At the moment when the yellow barrier and the dark blue sword came into contact. The yellow barrier was instantly annihilated, and there was no sign of it. The middle-aged man's expression was horrified, and he had predicted his end the moment his yellow barrier was annihilated.

Before the sword could reach, he felt a devastating force crashing into him, and he was instantly turned into powder by this force, dissipating into the air, and the flying sword could not withstand the explosion.

From beginning to end, the middle-aged man was wiped out without shedding a drop of blood, leaving no trace.

Everyone didn't even see how the black-haired man made a move, and the middle-aged man had already turned into nothing.

They have just woken up from a dream, and the gap between themselves and others is not half a star. Several of these young people showed complicated expressions, and their faces were all unwilling.

After seeing the methods of the black-haired man, they understood the gap, understood which side was the prey, which side was the prey. All that remains in them is fear. At this time, they just want to run, and hurry away from this evil star.

A group of people each used their own tricks, and one after another spells of different colors hit the black-haired man, and some even threw their magic weapons directly at the black-haired man.

And the black-haired man just waved his big sword indifferently, and the attack was instantly disintegrated, and the man's expression was calm and calm from beginning to end.

Everyone took advantage of the moment when the black-haired man swung his sword, and each used escape methods to run in different directions, and only the woman in green clothes remained in place, she never made a move from beginning to end, but looked at the black-haired man with complicated eyes.

"Still want to escape, it's too late!"

The black-haired man's hair was windless, his clothes were fluttering, his left hand was pinched, his eyes flashed coldly, and he shot a blue spell into the sky, and he seemed to be holding something in his hand and throwing it into the air. A low shout of "Decide!".

The people who had just escaped felt that they were being grabbed by a big hand, and from different directions, they were all pulled back to the black-haired man by a force that could not resist at all.

The black-haired man pointed out, causing invisible ripples in the air, enveloping the group.

As soon as they tried to resist, they found themselves trapped in an invisible cage.

"Shangxian spares his life! It's all the people in the sect who forced us to do this, and I'm willing to be a cow and a horse for Shangxian..."

"Senior, this is my natal essence blood, I swear by my life to be a dog of my predecessor, if it is violated, I will never be reborn!"

"Senior, I know where the treasure house of our sect is, the essence of the sect for ten thousand years is yours of the seniors, and there are countless beauties for the seniors to enjoy and cultivate. As long as my predecessors let me live, I will be a slave and a slave, and I will never give up!"

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