At the northern end of Taiyuan Immortal Island, the end of the world pavilion above the snow line. A man sat quietly in a wheelchair, looking at the endless snow on the frozen field. Even such a long and long-lasting heavy snow still couldn't hide the deep valley that Nianyang had split at the beginning.

The white-browed goshawk let out a long sigh, and even though there was a loud explosion behind him, he didn't move. In the snow curtain of the night ahead, the sixteen wings of the Sea Emperor were faintly reflected. He knew that today would be the end of the Heavenly Extreme Sect.

And for him, if there is no boundary, he should die in battle.

Tai'a is no longer by his side, and without the company of the old ghost, he feels extremely lonely. If he could fight back, he would draw his sword again, even if it was to pieces. But now, he really felt a sense of powerlessness, a sense of powerlessness that he felt in his bones. When he knew that the head of the sect, Qing Shui, had died a long time ago and was manipulated by the puppet technique, he was at first surprised, angry, and then scared, fearful. For him, he couldn't change anything anymore, just a cripple in a wheelchair.

At the beginning, it was also entrusted by the head of Qing Shui, but now it seems that this may be the last entrustment of Qing Shui Dao before his life. After Nian Yang left, he thought back to everything that happened several times, only to find that many things were connected in the dark.

Will he know about his death? Is he ready?

He was once able to take charge on his own, but now he feels uneasy like never before. He had completely lost the will to fight, and even hoped that the entire Heavenly Extreme Sect would perish as soon as possible. Maybe this way, a lot of people won't suffer. Maybe that way, his heart will feel better.

Rather than letting this sect become a puppet plaything for others, it is better to make a vigorous sacrifice.

As for Nian Yang, he has become the last seed of hope for the white-browed goshawk, but he hopes that the child will never come back, and he knows that only death and sorrow await him.

The former four major factions in Zhongzhou ended up with such an ending, how can it not be embarrassing.

Bai Mei suddenly thought about whether the Northern Hidden Dragon Xuan, which had suddenly perished, had experienced something similar to the Heavenly Extreme Sect. What kind of fear and sorrow did they experience?

It's terrible, it's terrible. Bai Mei looked at his limbs that couldn't move, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Let me die. Let me die. Bai Mei kept repeating these words, and the old tears were full of tears.

Even if he knew that the head of the door was fake, he didn't have the courage to expose him to the doorman. Bai Mei was annoyed, blamed himself, and was in pain.

What made him like this?

At this moment, the void in front of Bai Mei slowly opened a hole, and a long-haired woman in a white hooded suit slowly walked out of the crack. Her eyes had no pupils at all, just two clumps of snow. There was not a trace of blood on her face, like a corpse that had been drained of blood. With her left hand behind her back, she held a long, black scythe with a crescent-shaped blade that covered the entire top of her head, glowing with an eerie chill above her head.

Bai Mei seemed to see that it was not a person, but a god of death.

"Who are you?"

The woman's eyes stared straight at Bai Mei, and the figure of Bai Mei was reflected in her eye sockets. Her voice was low, as if it were going straight into the soul.

"Two kings, go north to see apricots, in the name of Emperor Yu, sweep the Daoyuan. ”

"Sweeping Daoyuan?" the woman's huge oppressive force made Bai Mei's voice tremble. But he gritted his teeth desperately, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and he said loudly: "You alone want to sweep away Daoyuan?"

There was still no expression on the woman's face, and she just said lightly: "The white-eyed goshawk of the Pavilion Guardian of the Tianya Sea Pavilion, even if you were in your heyday, you can't pose any threat to me." ”

"Do you know my name?" Bai Mei was a little shocked, she seemed to know him quite well.

"We know everyone in the Heavenly Extreme Sect. There was a sudden cracking sound around the woman's body, it was the sound of the air freezing and cracking, and in just a few seconds, the ice had completely covered Bai Mei, and Bai Mei didn't have time to make any movements, and turned into an ice sculpture in an instant. The woman glanced at the ice sculpture and continued, "The killing starts with you. ”

I didn't see any movement from the northbound apricot, and the ice sculpture turned into white eyebrows instantly turned into powder, and the wind blew and dissipated, leaving only an empty seat.

Traveling north, he saw the apricot slowly falling to the platform above the snow line, and turned around to look at the huge plain below. A voice suddenly echoed in her ears again.

"The greatest secret of the Heavenly Extreme Sect is in their forbidden land. I give you the ability to awaken that dormant power, and then help me to tread the land. ”

Kitayumi Apricot pulled out a huge scythe from behind him, and a piercing hum resounded throughout the snow line. Then, a powerful earthquake struck the polar tundra, and the entire plain quickly shattered.

And the protruding Xiaoice mountains on the plain are particularly conspicuous, but if you look closely, there is something in the countless Xiaoice Mountains that is about to move, just a few seconds later, countless icebergs suddenly shattered, and a huge and hairless monster appeared in front of the northbound Xingxing, the number was chilling.

Snow ghosts! Countless snow ghosts! are on this plain.

Why? Why is there a lair of snow ghosts on the Heavenly Pole Sect?