As soon as she stepped on the Sword Mountain, Yang Feixue felt a bone-chilling cold rushing from the soles of her feet, as if she was stepping barefoot on the frozen steel.

Feeling this bone-chilling feeling, but Yang Feixue did not have the slightest intention of retreating, and continued to move forward, with Yang Feixue gradually going up the mountain, the road began to become narrower and narrower, and after reaching a height of about forty meters, the road had completely disappeared, and instead, the cliff of Sword Mountain was full of spikes and blades!

Gently touching a sword spine, Yang Feixue began to climb upward, along the way, Yang Feixue was constantly scratched by the sharp and sharp blade, and blood continued to drip from Yang Feixue's body downward, but Yang Feixue's eyes did not flinch at all, and still climbed towards the top of the mountain, even though Yang Feixue couldn't see how high the top of the mountain was.

"Can't give up!"

None of the whole body is intact, but Yang Feixue still does not waver at all, feeling that his body has begun to become weaker and weaker, before fainting, Yang Feixue gritted his teeth, nailed his arm to a sharp blade, fixed his body, took out the last small wine jar that Meng Po gave him from his waist, drank the water inside, and in an instant, a force poured out of Yang Feixue's body, and the weakness of a large amount of blood loss was also reduced a lot.

Pulled out his hand fiercely, Yang Feixue's ruthlessness made the man feel inferior, or rather, Yang Feixue has already surpassed many men, Yang Feixue, who was burning with flames, began to climb towards the top of the Sword Mountain quickly, and those sword blades, when they touched the flames on Yang Feixue's body, were burned and softened, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Feixue continued to go up, and finally, at the moment before the Santu River water given by Meng Po failed, Yang Feixue climbed to the top of Sword Mountain.

The effect of the three-way river receded, Yang Feixue felt a burst of weakness and dizziness, and the dizziness that could not be controlled surged up, Yang Feixue fell on his back, looking at the golden sky above, Yang Feixue had no sadness or joy in his heart, only endless sighs.

Just when Yang Feixue was about to fall down the Sword Mountain, a golden light violently held Yang Feixue's body, and then, the golden light wrapped Yang Feixue, incredible, Yang Feixue's body instantly returned to its original appearance under the nourishment of the golden light.

"This is ......" Seeing that he had fully recovered in an instant, Yang Feixue muttered in surprise.

"Thou hast gone through the three tribulations to this point, the wheel of cause and effect has been completed, and I will open the way of heaven today, and thou shalt follow the path of heaven, and you can return to it. The solemn voice echoed in the sky, making Yang Feixue involuntarily look up, only to see that in the center of the top of the Sword Mountain, a figure sat on the lotus platform, with a solemn treasure appearance, with a Pilu crown on his head, a human head in his left hand, and a nectar seal in his right hand, surrounded by golden light.

"Jizo King Bodhisattva ......" Even if he is not a Buddhist cultivator, but Yang Feixue is no stranger to the figure in front of him, and in an instant, he guessed the origin of the solemn figure in front of him, only to see that when the figure was muttering the scriptures, a golden light shone down from the sky, as if running through the sky.

"Go, Ruyang's life is not over, and now he has gone through three difficulties to get here, and he should return. After finishing speaking, the Jizo King Bodhisattva gently shook the human head in his hand, and then, Yang Feixue was wrapped in golden light and entered the pillar of light.

Standing in the pillar of light, Yang Feixue slowly rose, when Yang Feixue passed through the surrounding golden clouds, he felt a moment of confusion, and when he opened his eyes again, Yang Feixue found that he was already in the silver hall, and the injuries that had originally walked through the ice crystal passage were all healed without medicine.

"I'm back? Is this an illusion, or is it real?" looked at his hands, feet and body, and found that not only was his body undamaged, but even the broken clothes had been completely recovered, which made Yang Feixue feel confused and unbelievable, after all, he had been so seriously injured before, but now he was undamaged at all, this gap was too huge, this scene made Yang Feixue even wonder if he was still in a dream.

"You are not dreaming, this is real, I can't imagine that you can escape hell and come back here. Just when Yang Feixue was puzzled, a gloomy and cold voice echoed in this silver hall, hearing this voice, Yang Feixue stood up and said, "Who are you?"

"Aren't you here after all your hardships just to see me?" After hearing Yang Feixue's words, the voice immediately smiled coldly, and then, a gray shadow appeared from above the icy silver-haired woman in the center, and her distorted body seemed to be formed by smoke.

"You're the one who sent me to the hallucination?" his expression sank slightly, and Yang Feixue still clearly remembered what happened to him in that hell.

"Hallucinations?haha...... Unexpectedly, you really thought that it was an illusion just now?" After hearing Yang Feixue's words, the figure was slightly stunned, and then laughed, and when she heard the words of the figure, Yang Feixue said in a daze: "You mean, what was just now was not an illusion?"

"Of course not, your soul has indeed gone through hell, if you can't pass any of the trilemmas, you will really die, and your soul will wander in hell forever, but I can't imagine that you can actually get out of it, which really surprises me. ”

"Are you trying to test me?" Looking at the figure coldly, Yang Feixue said, "Otherwise, why are you going to such a great length?"

"Test, don't laugh at the dead!!" Suddenly, the voice of the figure became angry and hideous, "I just want to see, I want to see your body tortured to death, since you have transcended the cycle of hell, then I will send you to hell again, but this time, you have no possibility of transcending again!!"

After finishing speaking, the gray figure began to distort continuously, and a large amount of ice and snow aura continued to gather towards the figure, slowly, the figure began to distort into a long state, and the ice and snow began to wrap and cover the gray shadow, a bright light erupted, and the gray figure turned into a frost sword about two meters long, and the form of the sword was the ice sword held by the silver-haired woman in the ice lake in the center of the hall!

"My name is Evil Heaven, I swear by my name, today, I will kill you in the present!!" A cold voice sounded from the ice sword, and then, on the ice sword, an incomparably strong and ferocious sword aura erupted.

"My name is Evil Heaven, I swear by my name, today, I will kill you in the present!" The fierce sword qi erupted, and the entire hall was suddenly filled with a ferocious aura that made people feel desperate, and the powerful sword qi continued to scatter out, even if he had not yet attacked, Yang Feixue's clothes had been torn in several places.

Feeling the fierce momentum that erupted from the evil sky, Yang Feixue immediately continued to use the aura to resist, but unfortunately, compared with the evil sky, Yang Feixue is too weak now, and even the protective aura cannot resist the momentum released by the evil sky, and the slightest trace of blood began to appear on Yang Feixue's body.

(End of chapter)