"I can't make the cut! I must climb this chain as a mortal, or I will definitely fall to pieces!" An Xian panicked in his heart.

An Xian immediately stopped the spiritual qi movement Zhou Tian and did not dare to cultivate again. After stopping her cultivation, the yang spiritual power between heaven and earth was still drilling into the spiritual veins in her body, but An Xian closed the channel for the skeleton artifact to absorb the yin spiritual power, cutting off the source of the yin spiritual power.

The "Ghost Master Cultivation Handbook" is not at all like the exercises, so that the peaceful body can only absorb perfect spiritual power. Without the participation of the Yin Spiritual Power, the Yang Spiritual Power was lonely and difficult to sing, and it turned around in An Xian's body and then escaped again.

An Xian breathed a long sigh of relief, and he didn't have to worry about being promoted to an extraordinary person.

However, in this way, she will not be able to recover the physical strength and energy she has consumed.

An Xian raised his head. The clouds in the sky were so thick that it seemed to be about to fall, which made An Xian feel depressed.

"I'll definitely be able to climb up! I'm a thousand-year-old female ghost, how can I be frightened by this difficulty!" She took a deep breath and continued at her usual pace.

The fact that he can no longer cultivate also means that An Xian can't rely on the way of running the spiritual power Zhou Tian to keep time, and An Xian can only use the method of silently counting his breath numbers to keep time.

Yunhua sighed secretly, and said in her heart: "This stupid girl, she actually cut off the door to the spirit. Although those who have a spiritual root can basically enter the spirit, if the level of breakthrough is interrupted, it will be difficult to break through again next time. This girl's qualifications are not high, but she has just passed a spiritual vein, and in the future, I am afraid it will be difficult. ”

Heng Juan's heart is very complicated. He turned to the sons of the Nanrong Dynasty and said, "The county lord of Anxian sacrificed himself for the great opportunity of becoming an immortal cultivator for my Nanrong Dynasty, and such feats should be recorded in the family tree and remembered for my Nanrong royal generation." ”

"Yes. The disciples of the Nanrong Dynasty lowered their heads one after another.

They asked themselves, if they were to change themselves, they would definitely not be so stupid! If they were promoted to immortal cultivators, the big deal was that they were hit by the formation and fell, and with Heng Jian Ancestor here, they would definitely not let her be hurt. What is lost is nothing more than the interests of the family. But if you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to advance again in the future. If there is no chance to become an immortal cultivator in this life, wouldn't you regret it for the rest of your life?

Night is falling.

More and more people are converging under the first peak. Some people even rode on strange beasts and flew into the air, watching from afar.

The children of Heng Jian and the Nanrong Dynasty secretly clenched their fists and clenched their teeth, as if they were on top. They all prayed silently in their hearts: "Hold on! Hold on! It's almost there!"

Qinglan was already in tears. "God, please, protect my county lord! Don't let my county lord suffer this in vain. ”

There is no moon in the sky. But the starlight is reflected on the snow that has not melted for thousands of years, and the silver light is shining, and it is very beautiful.

The temperature dropped a lot. An Xian felt like he was about to freeze into ice.

She gritted her teeth and struggled to hold on. Suddenly, she had an idea and continued to operate the aura in the spiritual veins, allowing the spiritual energy to circulate in the spiritual veins for a long time. Without the integration of new perfect spiritual power, her hard work like this is just doing useless work, and it will not increase any cultivation, and the yang spiritual power drilled into her body from heaven and earth, circled around, and slipped away again. It consumed her energy in vain, but it was not without benefits, and the spiritual power nourished her body in the process of operation, so that she would not be frozen.

An Xian could step her legs into the thick snow to borrow power, but she didn't dare, for fear that the weight attached to the chain would be reduced, which would trigger the formation on the chain. She knew her pounds.

He had just opened up a spiritual vein, and he had not yet entered the spirit, so it was impossible for him to withstand the attack of the formation, even the lightest. She's at the end of her crossbow now, and a little strength can knock her down.

There were bursts of heart-piercing pain in my legs and hands. It was the chains that wore out her pants and gloves and worn through her skin.

When the blood soaked through her clothes, it froze and clung to her, slowing her movements and making the chill she felt even heavier.

The night passed quietly, and a ray of morning light broke through the night and poured on An Xian.

On the platform of the first peak sword hoop, there are already many disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Someone was shouting to An Xian: "Sister-in-law, steady! Steady! Don't panic!"

Someone hung himself upside down on the platform and stretched out his hand to pull Anxi. However, An Xian ignored him, and she still moved up little by little at her own natural speed.

"Sister-in-law, give me your hand, I'll pull you up!" said the man.

Someone next to him said, "Don't scream, look at her eyes." She was afraid that she was no longer conscious, and she was all supported by a will. ”

Only then did everyone notice Tranquility's eyes. Her eyes were large, and her pupils were jet black, and she was very beautiful. At this moment, her eyes were wide open, but she didn't have any look.

The person above finally grabbed An Xian's arm and tried to pull her up, but he couldn't pull it.

After a closer look, I saw An Xian wrapping the chain around his leg and wrapping it several times. In order to stabilize his body, Anxian will wrap his legs around the chains every time he climbs up.

"Don't pull it. I can only wait for my sister-in-law to come up by herself. Su Jing said. Su Jing is a registered disciple of Yun Zhenzi.

It was Wang Sheng who was holding An Xian's arm. Wang Sheng is also a registered disciple of Yun Zhenzi. Wang Sheng slowly let go of his hand, but still maintained the posture of hanging upside down on the cliff, protecting An Xian with his hand, for fear that she would fall.

"Wang Sheng, can't you see that you still pity the jade?" said a woman sourly.

Wang Sheng hung upside down, couldn't see the other party, and could identify the other party just by listening to the voice. "Mei Xiang!" Wang Sheng was a little annoyed. "She is the wife of Senior Brother Liyuan, and she is our sister-in-law!"

The sour woman was indeed Mei Xiang, who was a disciple of Yun Tong, the elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Mei Xiang originally wanted to sarcastically say a few words to Wang Sheng, but when she caught a glimpse of the senior brothers and sisters around her, she had different expressions, and knew that An Xian had won everyone's approval, and if she continued to talk about it, she would only be looked down upon by the senior brothers and sisters, so she stopped.

Being able to climb 10,000 meters of cliffs in almost a day and a night is admirable. What's more, she is really beautiful, she is also the lord of a country, and she is also the wife of Liyuan, a genius immortal cultivator.

Mei Xiang pursed her lips secretly, turned her head, and saw a delicate girl coming over, Mei Xiang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Senior Sister Mei Shu, come and see, Senior Brother Liyuan's wife is so beautiful! only a little worse than you, the first beauty of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!" Mei Xiang smiled lightly.

She bit the word "wife" very hard. Up and down the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, who doesn't know that Mei Shu admires Senior Brother Liyuan?

Mei Shu was already angry, and when she heard this, she was even more annoyed. In her opinion, An Xian should be a big ugly girl. How can An Xian be a beauty? Even if she is a little worse than Mei Shu! An Xian must be an ugly girl!

"Wang Sheng, beat this slut down for me!" Mei Shu roared as soon as she walked over.