Gorgeous tassels are in the wind, and the wind chimes are crisp and pleasant.

The carriage that was carefully made by Mo Yiqian, decorated with strange wood luxury, and the domineering head of the strange beast, faced with the sharp sword that came to the slaughter, fell apart.

In an instant, the beast screamed and dismembered its corpse, the carriage cracked and shredded, the tassels tore a few strands of colored silk and fell to the ground, stained with blood, the wind chimes were wrapped in mud, and there were bursts of hoarse wails.

"Let's go!"

Song Sayu, the great elder of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect, took the lead in opening the way, and his chic and pure white clothes were already infected with blood, and his wrinkled face was covered with blood, adding a bit of hideousness.

As everyone took a step, the wooden frame of the carriage cracked, and a figure sitting in it appeared, making several elders of the Sword Sect of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect feel like they were facing a great enemy.

"Snow on a sunny day!?"

In the crowd, An Yunxiao's eyes flashed, and she subconsciously opened her mouth in a daze.

Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect to see Qing Shixue here, as a true disciple of the Seven Peerless Floors, a inheritance figure who was extremely valued by the Supreme Elder on the second floor of Mercy, was still alive?

Could it be... The fall of the Seven Towers is that she secretly cooperates with the outside world?Otherwise, how can she explain her survival and the fact that she still has such a luxurious chariot and horse?

Song Sayu and the other elders' eyes flickered, and the dozen True Inheritance disciples behind them were vigilant, and there were also bursts of killing intent pouring out, obviously their thoughts were all gathered in one place.

And in their opinion, there is no other possibility and explanation.

It's just that unlike them, An Yunxiao, who was in a panic, was overjoyed, and shouted on her face: "Xue'er, you must have been caught by them, right? Don't be afraid, I'll save you." ”

"With the help of a few elders, you and I will definitely be able to escape, and no one will hurt you again!"

Hearing this, the faces of many warriors changed slightly, and they were secretly annoyed in their hearts, they didn't expect that the son of hope they protected was so unbearable, and they were already tempted by beauty before they got out of danger, how could they succeed?

"I'm not trapped by them. ”

It's just that in the face of An Yunxiao's kindness, Qing Shixue vetoed it with an indifferent face, and even looked indifferent, and she couldn't even raise the slightest interest in talking to him, as if she had wasted her energy.

"What, how...?"

An Yunxiao's face stiffened, and the step she was about to take just now was also a meal, and her appearance was very ugly.

On his side, Song Sayu's eyes flashed, they glanced at each other, and suddenly a ruthless burst shot out, and their bodies flickered, and they turned into cold swords and strangled away.

No matter why Xue survived on a sunny day, just because An Yunxiao faced her and the status in her heart, she couldn't be allowed to live, otherwise she would be in a big trouble.

"Great Elder!"

The cold swept by, and the surging killing machine was as vast as the sea, which woke An Yunxiao up fiercely, and subconsciously wanted to stop it, but it was already a little too late.

The peak of the four Martial Kings, the late stage of the three Martial Kings, the seven swords are as cold as an abyss, and once they make a move, they are thunder killers.

At this moment, the situation is urgent, where will there be any temptation and retention?

When it was sunny, Xue Mei's eyes were cold, and the blood in her eyes burst out, but before she could make a move, she was suppressed by a burst of strange and intertwined sword rays, and it was actually more than a dozen true disciples of the Yue Sword Sect who shot out together.

Although they were only in the early stage of the Martial King, they combined with the remnants of the formation, condensed the nine pitch-black mountains, and suppressed them layer by layer, trying to prevent the snow from breathing in the sunny day, thinking that the seven elders would have a chance to kill.

"You dare!"

Suddenly, an angry roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and bursts of fiery murderous intent overturned down, completely enveloping the elder disciples of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect.

"Not good!"

"There is a strong man from the Martial Sect who has made a move..."

"Don't keep your hands, kill this son with one blow, and send Yunxiao out quickly!!"

Song Sayu's eyes were torn apart, and he forcibly endured the surging and undulating tide of his heart that was shocked by the roar, and as soon as his words came out, the seven vertical and horizontal sword killing machines became more and more brilliant, and they were even slashed in an instant in the nine suppressed dark mountains.

Seven brilliant rays of brilliance, staggered with murderous opportunities, like a cold net, fell on Qingshixue's body, and then submerged into her body.

In an instant, when it was clear, Xue Mei's eyes trembled, and the raised hands were weak and stiff, frozen in the air, and the breath in the whole human body fluctuated and was completely weakened.

"Let's go!"

Then, Song Sayu's pupils were bloodstained, and his eyes were frightened, and he actually reflexed with the other six elders and rushed back in the direction of the imminent tide of rage.

"Hurry up and bring Yunxiao... Let's go!"

"Great Elder!!"

Seeing this, more than a dozen True Transmission disciples who were injured by the roar of anger swelled with sadness on their pale faces, trembling their hands and clenching their long swords, staring at the distance with hatred in their eyes.

Then he gritted his teeth, no longer hesitated, and directly grabbed An Yunxiao, who looked sluggish and stared blankly at the snow in the sunny day, and fled into the distance.

"I want you to break your corpses into pieces!!"

Mo Yiqian roared and raged, fierce and terrifying, and the flame demon that manifested behind him became more and more hideous, raising the Jin Yan mad knife and bursting out, covering the place with a layer of blood mist, and the crimson was like a tide.

In an instant, Mo Yiqian staggered with Song Sayu and a few others, and went straight to the snow.

"Poof..."

"Bang, bang, bang!"

At the same time, the muffled sound of tearing and exploding suddenly rose, and the seven of Song Sayu were directly blown into a blood mist, leaving not even a piece of broken flesh and blood, and even more choked the screams and horror in their hearts. Today's Literature Network

"Snow, Cher..."

Mo Yiqian hurriedly came, but when he was close to Qingshixue, he quickly reined in his breath, and the hideous flame demon that manifested behind him was also scattered, for fear of impacting Qingshixue.

It's just that compared to these cautions, Mo Yiqian's heart is more filled with fear, which can be glimpsed from the trembling and disordered pupils.

Especially when the seven sword lights just now staggered and fell on Qingshi Xue's body, his heart was about to stop beating.

Crawling in front of him in embarrassment, Mo Yiqian stretched out his trembling hand, but he didn't dare to touch Qingshixue, let alone explore the breath on Qingshixue's body, just the gradually cold chill that was now suffocating him.

"Snow... Son..."

Mo Yiqian opened his mouth, his face was extremely pale, and the two words he spit out contained deep despair and fear, and the dry voice was almost sharpened in people's hearts with a blunt knife, which made people feel cold all over their bodies, and their sadness became stronger.

"Snort, snort..."

At this time, there was a gust of wind galloping.

Jun Yi and the others walked out of the sky, staring down at Mo Yiqian, and the sunny snow in front of him with wide eyes and no longer the slightest breath, and their hearts suddenly chuckled.

Without stopping, Jun Yi dodged out, until Mo Yiqian approached, looking at the appearance of the snow on a sunny day, and the cold breath on his body, his heart suddenly sank.

Without thinking too much, Jun Yi directly sank down, and hurriedly inquired about the mystery of the ghost tomb, and got straight to the point: "The current situation of the snow when it is sunny, can it still be saved?"

"Ugh..."

A long sigh made Jun Yi's heart tremble, and he heard the ghost tomb mysteriously laughing again: "After death, the blood spring goes back, and the heavenly demon is born..."

"Great joy, great joy!!"

As soon as these words came out, Jun Yi's solemn eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly looked at the Qingshi Xue in front of him, only to see that his body was faintly exposed, and the snow-white skin that was intertwined with sword intent was filled with a little strange blood mist.

These faint blood mist, compared with Jun Yi's angry blood tyrant, are more light and transparent, and there is a little faint brilliance, as if some noble and arrogant arrogance spreads.

"Old Mo, Old Mo..."

"Don't be sad yet, take a look!"

"When the snow is sunny, it may not be a disaster, let alone death!"

Jun Yi's big hand sank, pressed it directly on Mo Yiqian's shoulder, shook it slightly, and sent the words into his ears, making his dull and dazed eyes tremble suddenly, giving birth to a little excited brilliance.

"What, what?"

Mo Yiqian grabbed Jun Yi's hand, and when he opened his mouth with difficulty, his eyes were staring at Qing Shixue, unwilling to let go of any details, as if he was grasping a life-saving straw.

"Hum..."

Suddenly, the blood mist fluctuated, as if in response to Jun Yi's words, and also seemed to be in response to Mo Yiqian's begging, and the blood mist around Xue's body became more and more dense on a sunny day, and even a faint layer of red frost appeared on his snow-white skin.

At the same time, the aura that had been silent and dissipated in the snow also began to rise and fall, and it became stronger and stronger, so that the blood mist began to ripple and enter the body.

As the blood mist converged, along with the blood-red cream on her skin, it also began to fade, making the snow-white skin on her body more and more tender, and the crystal seemed to be infiltrated like a precious jade.

"Bang!"

"Bang!

"Bang! bang!"

At this time, there was a strong and powerful heartbeat, which sounded suddenly, making everyone's hearts jump together unconsciously, but it was heavy and palpitating.

Even the powerhouses of the martial arts realm such as Mo Yiqian were a little pale, but fortunately, with the support of Jun Yi's imperial power, they felt a little better.

"Coming, coming, coming!!"

In Jun Yi's mind, the mystery of the ghost tomb was a little unbearable, and he kept exclaiming in a low voice, as if it was a great honor for him to witness the awakening of the blood demon body.

Hearing this, Jun Yi also lowered his gaze and looked deeply at the snow when it was clear.

"Hurry back!"

But then, the mysterious sound of the ghost tomb suddenly sounded, so that Jun Yi didn't think much about it, and directly grabbed Mo Yiqian on his side, and burst back behind him.

"Boom!"

Almost instantly, a violent bloody boil arose, and then a burst of gloomy flow, bursting out with arrogance and arrogance, as if there was an existence that overrode all beings, and was gradually approaching.

"Hum..."

At the same time, when it is sunny, Xue's long eyelashes tremble slightly, and he opens his eyes, and the brilliance in his beautiful eyes is flowing like jade, as if he is a unique jewel in the world.

"Click..."

When the dark clouds of the sky fell, there was a roar, and angry thunder surged out, facing the clear snow below, and it was the Martial Sect Tribulation who had been promoted to the Martial Sect realm.

It's just that in the face of such thunder, Qingshi Xue slowly raised his head, the expression in his eyes remained unchanged, and a strange phantom came out of the sky behind him, spreading a pair of shining wings and taking off.

Then the big hand was clenched, and the condensed fist came out, and it thundered with a roar and a roar.

One punch.

The thunder shattered, the black clouds dissipated, and the blue sky was seen again.