The wind and snow are even greater, thousands of miles are vast, and the ice and snow seal the mountains and rivers of Maimai.

Set foot in the Holy Land of the Demon Sect and die, but these righteous warriors who took the lead are willing to risk their lives to kill, give it a try!

After all, there's never a time to lose.

This path was found, and the demon soldiers guarding looked at the large number of people in front of them, and the enemy who had found the pilgrimage ladder so unexpectedly, his face was also panicked.

In this weather, how did they find the location of the Neeson Palace?

"Kill!" At the sound of an order, the saber rattling.

A thousand miles of surprise attack, for the sake of the storm at this moment.

All the knights who drew their swords and besieged from the front to the top of the mountain thought that they should be rewarded for the wind and snow they had suffered, and they should have been rewarded for leaving history for thousands of miles.

Or a horse leather shroud, or a return to the homeland. This expedition is not just about the rivers and lakes.

The Seven Killings Sect is the imperial court and a big trouble in the eyes of the emperor!

Seeing that the god hunting master was charging forward, Shi Qing Gongzi took the lead. The officers and soldiers are like a tide, and the crowd is excited, which disciple of the martial arts sect dares to ignore it? Naturally, he shouldered the heavy task of containing the main force of the demon army.

The sound of the fight shook the sky and was deafening. The other two-way people who sneaked up on the Neon Immortal Palace are dark arrows, and they are bright knives all the way! In such a way, it is natural to want to hit with one blow.

The wind and snow did not cover up the mysterious location of this Neon Immortal Palace, but it helped the dark soldiers to avoid the patrol of the demons who were in chaos.

Taking advantage of the fierce frontal assault, they want to outflank those demons from behind!

"Elder, they're coming!" A rustling cold wind howled. The Seven Kills Sentinel, who was guarding the top of the mountain, hurriedly came and half-knelt on the ground, and reported. The elder of the Heavenly Power Hall stood in the wind and snow without sneering, it was really strange, in such a snowy weather, but he didn't think that he was still found a passage up the mountain.

Like...... It's as if someone is leading the way for these opponents!

"Got it, don't panic. If they can't hold on, let them retreat. "Ming Wu ridiculed the hand-cranked iron fan, the situation can't be worse! Who betrayed the location of the Neon Immortal Palace? Make it worse for them?!

On the snow-covered halfway, it was all over the field for a while. The sound of fighting echoed in this snow-capped Kunlun Mountain Jedi.

Blood, pouring from the fallen corpses, stained the color of the snow.

The sound of slashing and slashing made the quiet snow fly, and the snowflakes reverberated when they fell to the ground.

Those who died, there were Seven Killing Sect disciples, as well as officers and soldiers, and disciples of martial arts integrity. At all costs, knowing that the Seven Killings Sect had lost its confidence in this way was the first time in decades.

So no matter how difficult it was, with one blow, Liu Shen led the officers and soldiers, and Shen Wangshu, the son of Shi Qing, led the famous and decent knights, and they fought all the way and went directly to the top of the snow peak.

Suddenly, a demonic wind hit overhead, causing the flying snow to reverse direction.

"Ahh Those who did not have enough internal strength were immediately swept down the mountain by this strong wind. I stumbled and was blown down from this and heaven-like ladder stone steps!

"Be careful!" Shi Qing Gongzi used his own green sword to sharpen on the snowy stone steps, and the blade of the sword entered the stone slab, so that the holding of breath and condensing the internal force fixed his body. Beside him, there was a disciple who stumbled and slipped down. With the sword in one hand, he grabbed the figure that had fallen from his side with the other.

"Senior brother, this demonic wind ...... What a wicked spirit! The man grabbed the reclining pine branch by the side of the road with his hand, so as not to fall to pieces. If you fall down, you won't be able to get up!

"I have my own way!" Shen Wangshu didn't know why, but he had a fighting spirit today. It seems that the fighting spirit is vigorous, and the son who is light and breezy is gone, but he is a lonely and heroic martyr who fights and charges.

The Demon Cult thinks that their Flying Fish Village is in vain?

He pulled out the Green Frog Sword, and used the infinite changes learned in the Flying Fish Formation to swing the sword formation in front of him.

Urging the true qi, all of a sudden, the edge of the green sword was like an unfolding finch's tail, and the Dao Dao struck towards the upwind and headwind.