Thousands of miles of snow, thousands of miles of cold.

The dark blue sword mist gradually thickened, consuming the snowflakes falling from the sky, Ye Yiyun raised his sword, and the extremely cold ice spirit divine light compressed into the ice spirit long sword, and slashed down with a sword.

The black-blue sword light carried a terrifying chill, almost freezing everything, and the ice spirit sword intent was even more cold and cold, forcing people to the extreme.

The woman's expression was calm, with a flick of her fingers, the power of her blood and qi fluctuated, and the true intent of the martial arts that destroyed the heavens and the earth exploded, and in an instant, it seemed to be like a mountain collapsing, and a huge force destroyed everything in the world.

Ye Yiyun didn't react, or rather, she had expected this situation a long time ago, the woman in front of her, according to the division of the Haiyun Realm, had already stepped into the second level of the Mahayana realm.

And she has just broken through, even with the help of the thousands of miles of land and natural formation in front of her, she can only fight one or two.

casually took out a talisman seal from the void, and the domineering sword intent that killed all the vitality of all things exploded, as if there was an illusory sword, condensed into substance.

This is after Ye Tian broke through the third order, he was idle, and all his power was sealed in the formation and turned into a rune seal, which was more powerful than an ordinary rune seal, but it could only be used once.

The woman raised her eyebrows, and instantly stepped into the air to avoid it, but that sword intent had firmly locked her, and the connection at the level of the divine soul was constantly cut off and could not be avoided.

The hands are slightly closed, like a lotus flower, the sky is full of wind and snow, and a few petals are condensed in the woman's palm, the petals are snow-white and dazzling, and the martial arts are blessed with true intentions, revealing the breath of silence and despair and coldness.

Thousands of miles of earth shook, and there was an extra sword mark on the woman's hand, and that sword intent had already dispersed, Ye Yiyun's eyes flashed a trace of surprise, Ye Tian's sword intent was able to hurt that woman.

In her opinion, the woman was already on par with Shizun, but her clear eyes were still cold, and she raised her hand and slashed out with a sword.

Combined with the power of thousands of miles of leylines, although it can't hurt her, it can't be taken lightly, the woman raised her hand, and a snowflake flew out, and the power of blood and qi wrapped around it, shattering the sword light.

In the valley, Zi Su raised his head, and the dark blue sword mist obscured everything, so that he could not see the movement outside, but he could still feel the fluctuations of power.

But at this moment, he is no longer able to make a move, and the last catastrophe has come

, the calamity of the Dao, the calamity of the avenue, that is, the calamity of the road he walks.

Zi Su crossed his knees and closed his eyes, his mind was ethereal, and an illusory path appeared from behind, extending into the unknown depths, and he would embark on this path.

Outside, Ye Yiyun and the woman are still in a stalemate, and the elders behind have not made a move, and the woman's strength is even better.

But every time the woman had the upper hand, a talisman came over, and the talisman was so powerful that the woman had to retreat.

Qing Xuanzong, the back mountain of Ziyin Peak, Ye Tian was still staring at those few swimming fish, his breath was like death, it seemed to be illusory, the purple mist above the waterfall was still there, and a new sword intent was quietly growing.

Zi Su is wandering on his own path, he is the previous lord of the Haiyun Netherworld, and he is also the Zi Su of this life, his way has never been different.

This path is extremely noble and heavy, it represents a kind of limit, the limit of heaven and earth, and if he wants to go through, he must break this limit, regardless of the body and soul, from the most subtle transformation.

The calamity of the Dao calamity was extraordinary, the power of the Heavenly Dao was dispersed, like an invisible barrier, thick and unimaginable, with the strength of his second-order peak, he would even exhaust the strength of his whole body even if he advanced a single point.

There is no superfluous fancy, only the heavy coercion of the Heavenly Dao, and if you pass it, you can't go through, which means the denial of your own path.

The true intent of the four martial arts paths of mountains, rivers and rivers will be turned into the sharp blade of the Heavenly Dao, slaughtering Zisu from the inside, destroying the soul of the gods, and the heavenly tribulations, earth disasters, divine disasters, and Dao disasters that have been experienced will erupt together and turn into the most insoluble wounds of the Heavenly Dao.

At this moment, Zisu is like an ordinary person, trekking on the top of the ice and snow peak, and reaching the top is success, but the mountain is high, the cold is to the bone, and every step is difficult for a few minutes, so how can he reach the top.

Ye Yiyun's eyes were still cold, and the Ice Spirit Long Sword in his palm had turned black, which was the blessing of the power of the leylines, and the longer the time, the more chilly it became.

Now every time she slashes out a sword, the woman no longer dares to despise it, and she is not as relaxed as before, but rather embarrassed.

The three elders in the distance sighed slightly, as if they were feeling sorry for Ye Yiyun, although the power of the Ice Spirit Long Sword was getting stronger and stronger, the power of thousands of miles of leylines, coupled with the strong chill of that strong man, was enough to fight with a woman, but it was not a beginner to the third order

people can bear it.

Every time Ye Yiyun swung a sword, a wisp of chill penetrated into the meridians, and at this moment, Ye Yiyun swung his sword more than a hundred, and the cold in the extreme northern ice region here dissipated by a few points.

In this way, you can know how many wisps of cold Ye Yiyun has endured, but her expression is still calm and indifferent, and her eyes are as cold as new, never changing.

Zisu has stepped on nearly half of it, the road is the way of heaven, it cannot be violated, but for him, it is fearless, the road of martial arts, the rest of the battle, fearful of the head and the tail, how can it become a big thing.

In the mountains behind Ziyin Peak, a few swimming fish in the stream are still swimming towards the top of the waterfall with difficulty, looking unrestrained, but they are also bound in this stream after all.

Ye Yiyun swung a sword again, those talismans had been exhausted, and the woman also attacked again, martial arts only fighting, not fighting non-martial arts.

A lifetime of fighting, the achievement of martial arts, a lifetime of martial arts, is a battle, the woman's moves have changed, one move and one style, the silence and cold erupted, such as a landslide and the ground cracked, such as the river and the sea rolled upside down.

The black sword light was still there, and wisps of cold seeped into Ye Yiyun's meridians, and now her internal organs were already covered with frost, if she let go of the long sword in her hand, there might be a chance to get rid of it.

But at this moment, she couldn't let go of the sword, the sword body was connected to the eight peaks, and each silk thread now turned a faint white, which was an extreme change.

From ice blue to black, and then to pale white, the chill has changed from external to introverted, and each sword freezes space, and hundreds of miles are covered with ice spirit sword marks.

The void was full of fine ice crystals, wisps of dark blue sword mist surrounded Ye Yiyun, and at this moment, she already had a trace of ice crystals on her body, looking like a fairy, but she was just a person who was about to fall.

The woman is not attacking, there is no need for it, and the wisps of chill that penetrate into the meridians are enough to put Ye Yiyun to death.

"Is it worth it?" the woman spoke, her voice was clear and beautiful, not indifferent and cold, but with a kind of melancholy and pity, as if she was not worth it for Ye Yiyun.

You see you're going to die, and he still hasn't come out, man, it's just a bunch of ruthless guys, is it really worth it for you to do this?

Ye Yiyun didn't speak, wisps of blue mist came from the inside out, and he still held the ice spirit long sword in his hand, and the extreme northern ice field had shrunk by more than three percent.

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