Daisetsuzan Mountain.

The cold wind mixed with the snowflakes blew mercilessly, and one by one the figures silently climbed to the top of the mountain.

There was no dispute in the whole process, all the heroic spirits were quietly waiting for something, and the three major forces were still waiting.

After a long time, almost the entire Heroic Spirit Ruins came to the vicinity of the Great Snow Mountain.

"Hehe, since you heroic spirits want to return to Huangquan so much, then the gods will fulfill your wishes."

Suddenly, a figure covered in a black robe, holding a death scythe in his hand, and the flames of death churning on his body appeared, looking at the creatures on the snowy mountain.

On the Great Snow Mountain, the faces of the three major forces changed suddenly when they saw the mysterious person appear, and their faces were full of incredulity.

Everyone couldn't believe that there were people outside the three major forces in this ruin.

"It's so strong!"

In a dark cloud above the snowy mountain, Mu Er's pupils shrank sharply as he looked at the mysterious person who suddenly appeared.

He had been hiding in the clouds of true qi and shrouded his soul in the snowy mountains, but he didn't find out when this mysterious person appeared.

"The source of power and aura on his body are very similar to those of witches, and they seem to be much stronger than witches, is it loaded with the same order?" Speculation.

At this time, among the disciples of the Desolate Cloud Heavenly Palace, the disciple of the Sword Peak who had previously harbored hatred for the curtain came out, and said to the mysterious man with a respectful look on his face.

"Senior, we are disciples of the Sword Peak of the Desolate Cloud Heavenly Palace, and we took the liberty of coming to the Snow Mountain to disturb the cultivation of our seniors."

"Please bear with me, seniors, and we'll leave immediately."

Hearing this, the mysterious man's eyes burst with cold light, and he sneered at the disciples of the three major forces who were about to move: "Hehe, how can I improve my strength when you leave?" ”

The faces of the people of the three major forces were extremely ugly when they heard this, they didn't expect that the names of the three major forces could not deter the mysterious person in front of them in the slightest.

"Although our predecessors are noble and venerable, we are not easy to handle!"

Yan Feng, the most outstanding disciple of Wudang in Middle Earth who went to the Heroic Spirit Ruins this time, stood up from the crowd.

There was a Yin and Yang Taiji diagram floating in his hand, the black and white divine light was hazy, and a breath belonging to the Venerable level spread to the surroundings.

"Roar!"

"No one has ever been able to despise my Demon Clan's Divine Mountain, and neither can His Holiness!"

A golden-winged roc with golden hair shining and feathers like divine gold hovered in the air.

The Broken Gold Beast's pupils were ferocious and indifferent, and the golden-winged Dapeng with strength comparable to that of a cultivator let out a roar similar to a dragon's roar.

The actual sound waves can't cause an avalanche in the Great Snow Mountain, and obviously this snow-capped mountain is also extraordinary.

"Retta!"

"Suppression!"

The Golden-Winged Roc was furious, and a small tower of purple thunderbolt flew out of its mouth, growing larger in the wind.

The already gloomy sky turned black as ink after the appearance of Retta, and thunder snakes scurried through the clouds.

Tianwei added the momentum, and every inch of the space was still cracking, and the sky above the snow-capped mountain completely turned into a sea of thunder and lightning.

"Two Venerable-level killing weapons, is this your basis?" The mysterious man's voice remained indifferent.

The mysterious man held the scythe of death in his hand, and the breath and artistic conception of death began to explode from him, enveloping the entire snowy mountain in an instant.

"Count the time, you should die too."

A monk in Yuntian Palace with a long sword in his hand saw that the mysterious man didn't take them seriously at all, as if the people of the three major forces were pigs and dogs, and they could be slaughtered at will.

He was furious!

"Arrogance!"

"The killing weapons of the two Venerable Levels are not enough, so is this enough!"

The Sword Peak disciple's voice fell, and a white bone three-foot long sword appeared out of thin air.

"Buzz!"

The bone sword trembled slightly, and a white light that seemed to be alive wrapped around the sword body, and the fierce sword qi cut through the space in wisps, and the coercion of the Venerable level swept towards the mysterious person.

"Three venerable-level killing weapons can barely give me the qualifications to do it."

The scene that the mysterious man was afraid of in the imagination of the three major forces did not appear, and a fiery battle intent and indifferent voice gradually appeared on the mysterious man.

"Kill!"

The golden-winged Dapeng bird's eyes were murderous, and the golden divine light outside the body was shining, and in an instant, it seemed that there was an extra golden sun in the cloudy sky.

The energy poured into the thunder tower, and the thunderclouds on the snowy mountain completely boiled, and the thunderbolts and lightning slashed at the mysterious man all over the world.

Thundered!!!

Lei Ta's momentum soared and the collapsed space carried the supreme divine power and crashed into the mysterious person, and one by one rune Dao quickly appeared on Lei Ta's body, and the purple divine light shrouded the entire Great Snow Mountain.

"Slash!"

The Sword Peak disciple of the Desolate Cloud Heavenly Palace shouted angrily, and the fierce sword intent raged in the sky, and the Origin True Qi and Blood Qi erupted into the Sen White Bone Sword.

Airplanes!

The sharp sword light broke through the sky, and the bone sword aura suddenly changed into a white sword light and slashed towards the mysterious person.

Wherever the bone sword passed, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the snowflakes and thunderbolts disappeared out of thin air, leaving a pitch-black crack hundreds of meters long in the fragile ruin space, and the power was unparalleled.

The disciples of Wudang in Middle Earth are not far behind, the black and white Taiji diagram evolves, and the two qi of yin and yang are entangled and erupted, and the changes are unpredictable.

The void was full of ripples, and the black and white Taiji diagram carried the way of yin and yang to suppress the mysterious man.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, within the tumbling dark clouds of a purple thunder snake, the light of the four spirit holy armors on Mu Er's body flowed to resist the insignificant thunder and lightning of Lei Ta.

The power of the three great killing weapons made the curtain look sideways, and the turbulent ruin space set off the strength of its power.

"The loader of order is not something that can be dealt with with by three venerable-level killing weapons." Mu Er shook his head at the frightened little demon fairy and sighed.

The mysterious man faced the attack of three venerable level killing weapons, and the death scythe in his hand waved, and the flames of death formed a huge red-eyed black crow.

Taking advantage of the red-eyed black crow to temporarily block the three big killing weapons, the power of death on the mysterious man's body boiled, and a pitch-black and complicated formation of more than ten meters appeared at his feet.

The mysterious man inserted the scythe of death in the center of the formation and said in a ** tone.

"I-Sika, the owner of the Reaper's subsystem!"

"Call now!"

"The Dead Bone Hunter who has slept in the Dead River has reappeared in the Living Realm!"

Rumble!

The formation at Sika's feet was black and bright, and the boom exploded.

Immediately after, a special skeleton with a scarlet glazed glow appeared.

The Bone Hunter held a Soul Separation Hook glowing with black light in his right hand and a rusty bronze dagger in his left hand, and was nearly two meters tall.

"Slay all the lives down there except for the Heroic Spirits!"

Sika commanded the Bone Hunter kneeling in front of him.

Nodding slightly, the figure of the Bone Clan Hunter disappeared in an instant, and the next moment appeared behind a Middle Earth Wudang disciple.

With a stab of the rusty bronze dagger in his hand, the black light pulled away from the soul, and the soul of this Wudang disciple broke away from the body and turned into a streamer and flew into the body of the bone clan hunter.

Before the other disciples could react, the Bone Clan Hunter once again disappeared and appeared behind a young divine beast in the Demon Clan's Divine Mountain.

With the same trick, the Bone Clan Hunter softly slashed the young beast.

Two people died in a row, and finally the rest of the three major forces saw the bone hunter clearly.

"Kill this monster to get revenge!"

The Wudang disciples shouted angrily, and the seven of them quickly formed a Wudang Seven Interception Formation and rushed towards the bone clan hunters.

It's a pity that although the bone hunters, as the dead in the Dead River, are only cultivators, their assassination skills and strength are not something that a group of disciples who have established their lives or knocked on the path can resist.

Formation doesn't work either.

"Ahh

The killing continued, and the Wudang disciples of Middle Earth who had cast the Wudang Seven Interception Formation were still losing their numbers one after another.

As the number of disciples of the three major forces killed by the Bone Clan Hunter increased, the power of death between heaven and earth began to converge towards Sika, and his aura gradually increased.

"Crush me!"

The disciples of the Sword Peak of the Desolate Cloud Heavenly Palace turned pale, and they reluctantly urged the bone sword to cooperate with the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird and Wudang Yan Feng to smash the Death Black Crow.

"Die!"

The golden-winged roc bird's blood was boiling, its eyes were cold, and it urged the thunder tower to smash the mysterious man with all its might.

"Who gave you the courage to say death in front of death?" Sika sneered, and the scythe of death in his hand turned into a ray of black light, slashing at Reta.

Rumble!!!

The Scythe of Death collided with Retta, and the space exploded directly, and endless black fire and purple thunder spread through the air, and all the snow in the Great Snow Mountain was turned into water by the aftermath, forming rivers after that.

After several collisions in a row, Reta's Scythe of Death was knocked into the air and broken, leaving behind a piece of Divine Gold.

Sika's breath was deep and deadly, and a Grim Reaper phantom appeared behind him, black death flames in his hands burning, and his fists and feet blasted out against the other two great killing weapons.

The Scythe of Death slashed at the bone sword once more, taking the pressure off Sika.

"Get out!"

Facing the black and white Taiji diagram alone, Sika shouted angrily, and the phantom of death behind him raised his head violently, revealing a pair of indescribable indifferent eyes.

In an instant, a special power descended on Sika, and the flame of the Grim Reaper was unprecedentedly vigorous.

The flame of the Endless Grim Reaper turned into a sea of black fire in the sky, enveloping and burning the black and white Taiji diagram.

Over time, the black-and-white taiji diagram gradually shrank to less than three meters in size.

"Close!"

Yan Feng's face was ugly, and he decided to take back the black and white Taiji diagram.

"Let's go!"

The black-and-white Taiji diagram swept the remaining Wudang disciples into a streamer of light and disappeared into the sky.

"Damn it!"

The Golden-Winged Dapeng Bird's eyes were cold and he cursed, turning into a golden light and disappearing into the sky, ignoring the other demon clan juvenile beasts on the snowy mountain.

"Humph!"

The disciple of the sword blade snorted coldly, his face was unwilling to take back the bone sword, and he fled from the snow mountain with the remaining disciples of the Desolate Cloud Heavenly Palace on the Great Snow Mountain.

"Can you escape?"

Sika didn't pursue, holding the scythe of death and sneering.