Yisheng Mountain is as bright as ever, and the whole mountain is as sacred as snow in the hazy white light. In the grassland, where killing and death are rampant, the Holy Mountain may be the only pure land in the grassland.

It is said to be a pure land not simply because the holy mountain is far away from killing, but because everyone who comes to the holy mountain, no matter what kind of butcher he is elsewhere, will also pick up the compassion that has long been lost when he arrives at the holy mountain.

The Holy Mountain is not only the location of the Immortal Heavenly Palace, but also the place of spiritual belief of all the people in the grassland. However, at this moment, at the end of the road under the holy mountain, a snow-white figure walked slowly. She didn't come for a pilgrimage, she came to smear this piece of pure land with the first blood.

Twilight walked very slowly, and every step was so soft and graceful. As Twilight gets closer, her pace grows slower. Every step is as if you have crossed a mountain range, and every time it seems to be able to trigger the resonance of heaven and earth.

Twilight doesn't have the slightest intention of hiding her whereabouts, she's here to seek revenge. So before he got closer, the masters of the Immortal Heavenly Palace on the holy mountain had already sensed the threat of Thousand Twilight Snow.

Suddenly, the palace at the foot of the holy mountain was noisy, and pillars of light rushed into the sky. Countless people in moon-white robes poured out of the palace, looking at the figure of Twilight Snow walking step by step from afar.

The crowd was crowded, and they were talking to each other one by one. Finally, someone seemed to recognize Twilight Snow's white clothes and the sharp sword in her hand.

She ...... She was...... I can't imagine that eight years after the goddess of the snowy mountain disappeared...... It's reappeared?"

"What is she here for, haven't we already revoked the order to hunt her down, why did she come?" asked one of the pharaohs, a little nervously and frightened.

Finally, a trembling old man slowly stepped out of the crowd, his hands folded between his chests, and slowly walked towards Twilight.

"Snow Mountain Priestess, what are you doing here in the Holy Mountain? We have already recognized your existence and revoked your wanted warrant. If you are willing to submit to the Immortal Heaven, I can ask the Immortal Heaven to grant you the divine throne. If you don't want to be obedient, then please leave......"

After the old man finished speaking, he closed his eyes slightly. Although Twilight was far away from him, the old man knew that Twilight would hear her. Twilight Snow didn't stop, and still walked slowly towards the old man.

As Twilight approached, the pressure felt by the old man became stronger and stronger. The wind that raged around him whistled on the old man's robe. Gradually, the old man was not reluctant to open his eyes, but the sharp wind had made him unable to open his eyes.

The wind is like a knife, constantly sweeping the heavens and the earth. The flesh on the old man's cheeks shook like waves. And at this moment, the old man couldn't help but raise the Divine Soul Illusory, and used the power of the Divine Soul Illusory Shadow to fight against the incoming wind.

The phantom of the divine soul turned into a golden image and sat cross-legged, and the old man with his eyes closed slowly sat down, silently bowing his head and reciting a prayer that no one could understand. Finally, Twilight's footsteps stopped, as she had come to the old man's presence.

In the strong wind, there is a faint fragrance slowly wafting. Twilight Snow was dressed in a snow-white dress, dancing slightly in the wind. The hair on the back of the head fluttered slightly, and the blowing hair revealed a beautiful face like the moon.

Twilight's beauty darkened the world, even though her eyes were so cold at the moment, no matter who could see beauty on Twilight's face. Breathtakingly beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful.

"Snow Mountain Goddess, why are you here?"

Twilight pursed her lips slightly, but finally didn't speak. His right hand gently lifted the hilt of the sword, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, a white line shot out of the scabbard, like a comet crossing the starry sky.

The breeze is blowing, and the hem of the clothes is still flying. Twilight opened her arms, her sword unsheathed. The long sword pointed diagonally at the earth, and a drop of blood slowly slid down the blade. Twilight's eyes were as cold as ever, but the face of the old man opposite showed a trace of painful sadness.

"Bang-" Suddenly, the tall golden Divine Soul Phantom exploded, and the Divine Soul Phantom that stood up to the sky burst into a sky full of stars. The stars are scattered as if cherry blossoms are raining.

The masters of the Immortal Heavenly Palace behind him watched this scene, and their eyes showed a deep surprise and fear of unbelief.

"Pharaoh...... ...... by her Kill?" An exclamation sounded, waking up all the sluggish people in an instant. One by one, their faces were fierce, and they all looked at Qianduxue with bitterness and hatred, as if they were going to break her body into thousands of pieces.

"Huh-" A gust of wind blew, and blood like a red mist sprayed out of the old man's throat. The old man did not show his horror before he died, as ordinary people do, but had a faint smile on his face. Silently closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly.

Pillars of spiritual power rose in front of him, and a venerable divine soul phantom rose into the sky. Each of them watched as Twilight Snow slowly approached as if they were facing a great enemy, and every look showed a deep fear in their eyes.

Twilight's eyes were so cold, and her steps were so firm. With each step, the sword intent around him will rise a point. The cold momentum infected the heavens and the earth, and between the heavens and the earth, white snowflakes suddenly floated.

Twilight Snow's sword is rarely unsheathed, and it is rarely sheathed against people whose martial arts are obviously lower than herself. Twilight Snow only recognizes the strong. And at this moment, his face was full of frost and murderous aura, and it was only when the blood stained Meishan seven years ago.

This time, Twilight Snow stepped on the snow, not to confirm the martial arts, but to take revenge, to take revenge on the Immortal Heavenly Palace, even if she died at the foot of the holy mountain, she had no regrets. Because of the twilight snow at this moment, my heart is broken and my love is gone!

A sword qi stretched across the sky, and the heavens and the earth turned into vastness at this moment. Twilight Xue silently raised her eyelids, looking at the snow-white holy mountain like a lamp, a chill flashed in her eyes. The sword qi vibrate, exuding an extremely cold fierceness. Heaven and earth resonate, and swords are sad.

Suddenly, a heavenly sword took shape from heaven and earth, as if rushing down the nine heavens and slashing straight towards the crowd in front of him. The sword qi came too fast, faster than time. The wind and snow in the sky also turned into green smoke and dissipated the world at this moment.

The Heavenly Sword fell, and the Immortal Heavenly Palace masters below all sacrificed their strongest attacks to the Heavenly Sword. However, it was as if a swarm of ants wanted to shake the elephant's pace. Countless attacks can only explode in vain and turn into scattered aura.

The masters of the Immortal Heavenly Palace collapsed, forgetting to attack one by one and forgetting to save themselves. One by one, they fell to their knees and prayed for the coming of the immortal heaven, praying for God's forgiveness. But is there a god in this world? How can a god come down when Twilight Snow has turned into a goddess of revenge?

"Boom-" The Heavenly Sword suddenly threw itself into the air, and countless fragments fell from the sky and turned into stars. The masters of the Immortal Heavenly Palace revealed a divine light of surprise one after another, but as soon as the surprise appeared, they were once again engulfed by infinite fear.

The stars in the sky were like rain-like sword qi. The sword qi is interspersed, as if a crazy harvester is harvesting life. No one could survive in this sword aura like a fish and dragon dance, and no one could leave a corpse under the angry blow of Twilight Snow.

The smell of blood in the sky rose from the sky, and with a sword of Twilight Snow, this sacred and pure world had already turned into the Shura Ghost Domain. The holy mountain, which had not been defiled by the world for thousands of years, and had never been stained with a place of killing, was swallowed up by blood in an instant.

Deep underground, not far from the Holy Mountain, in the dark of the underground space. Suddenly opened a pair of eyes, and in their eyes, it seemed to contain the sun and the moon. Ning Yue's heart paused for half a beat at this moment.

"Twilight?" the words fell, and a figure rose from the sky.

Twilight Snow slowly stepped across the sea of corpse and blood, although the blood and water under her feet turned into a stream and flowed slightly. But Twilight didn't frown, and the blood didn't get a trace on the soles of her shoes. Not only that, but there was not a single footprint in the pool of blood behind him.

Twilight walked quietly to the bottom of the mountain, and in front of her was a straight and wide stone staircase. The stone stairs lead endlessly to the top of the sacred mountain. Twilight has lived in the grassland for many years as the goddess of the Snow Mountain, so she is also very aware that in order to avenge her husband, he needs to travel through the twelve guardian palaces.

In every guardian palace, there should be a Tianzun guarding it. However, at this moment, the only remaining six Heavenly Venerables in the grassland should go to the border battlefield. But even so, there was still a Dharma King in the Immortal Heavenly Palace, a Dharma King who could kill Ning Yue.

Suddenly, Twilight stopped and stood on top of the stone steps, her snow-white dress so eye-catching. The breeze swept through Twilight's hair, setting her off even more dusty. Twilight Snow is perfect and far from the world, but the woman in front of her is dreamy and hazy.

Because at this moment, in front of Twilight Snow stood a woman dressed in fiery red. The woman's back was to Twilight Snow and she couldn't see her face clearly. But the coercion from the woman made Twilight jealous.

When women in the world dress, they all wrap themselves tightly. No matter how flamboyant they are, they will try their best to cover up their spring. Just like Twilight Snow, everyone in the world knows that she is the number one beauty in the world, but who dares to say that they have really seen Twilight Snow's true face?

But the woman in front of her seemed to be doing the opposite. The clothes on her body fit the curves of her body as much as possible, revealing her figure as a woman to the world as much as possible. The first time ordinary people see Twilight, they are only attracted by her appearance. And when ordinary people see the woman in front of them, they probably don't even know where their eyes are looking first.

"I always thought that the most beautiful woman in the world should be the eighth senior sister. Because even in my hundreds of years of experience, I have never seen a woman comparable to the Eighth Senior Sister. To this day, I see you.

I've never seen your portrait, and I've never seen you. But the first time I saw you, I instantly recognized your identity. There shouldn't be a more beautiful woman than you among the mortals, right? If I'm not mistaken, you should be a sword fairy under the snow and snow in the twilight of a thousand mountains!"