Only the extreme north of Dongling is so cold.

It is even rarer than the human tracks of Blazing Feather Mountain, where humans and beasts are forbidden, and the harsh environment makes it extremely difficult for ordinary living creatures to survive!

Looking around, he can even sense the powerful sealing power that permeates the heavens and the earth!

It is as if there is an invisible giant cage, hidden outside the canopy, separating this side of the world from reality.

"Guess where this is?"

After bringing Zhen Xiaoxiao to her, Lian Zimiao finally put her down. His expression was solemn and sad, standing in the wind, staring in the direction of the lonely peak.

"Ring ...... Mountain? Swallowing his saliva, he replied cautiously.

No matter how stupid you are, you can guess what this place means to Lian Zimao and Dongling.

"Yes, around the mountain. You take another ten steps forward. ”

Lian Zimiao nodded lightly to Zhen Xiaoxiao, silently praising her intelligence in her heart.

Really small eyes looked at Lian Zimao's side face, with a question in his eyes, why...... Ten steps forward?

Knowing what Zhen Xiaoxiao was wondering about, Lian Zimao sighed.

"Ten more paces and you'll see the ...... The light and shadow left behind by that day. I'm here waiting for you to come back. Haven't you been questioning the meaning of the inheritance of gods and demons? There is no basis for words, seeing is believing, you can screen it yourself, don't say that I will deceive you! ”

"That day" that Lian Zimao said.

It is the blood sacrifice around the mountain.

He didn't plan to relive the heart-rending pain.

In that day, he lost the two masters who were as close as his father, and Dongling Heaven and Earth also lost the backbone that supported this world on that day.

It turns out that the light and shadow are sealed here!

After a moment of silence, Zhen Xiaoxiao nodded to Lian Zimiao, and then strode forward, a little nervous, although he had been deeply inherited by Lixue, and his sword intent had been cultivated to the realm of "madness", but in addition to a light glance at the young swordsman in the phantom of the shadow gate. Zhen Xiaoxiao has never seen the true face of the Demon Dao Supreme in this realm when he is old.

The mood is very complicated.

It seems that he gets along with his master day and night, and often gets careful guidance from his old man.

But what he is facing is either his love in the sky above the shadow gate, or the scene of his real demise in Dongling.

Watching the really small back disappear into the black wind and snow, Lian Zimiao sat quietly in the air and slowly closed his eyes.

Here.

He brought the other seven blades, and they all came to see.

Only by facing this dripping and blood, fearlessness and sacrifice, can it be possible to understand the responsibility that should be borne as the inheritor of gods and demons!

It took longer than Lian Zihao imagined, and he stayed in the mountain for most of the day before he slowly walked out of it.

She seemed to have cried, and her cheeks were stained with dried tears.

But the gaze is completely different from the previous seven people!

Blame Zimo is determined by sword intent, Shui Chengzhi is eyes on fire, Zhuo Yongsi is thoughtful, Leng Bo is stunned, Cen Yuanqing is eager to try, Shicheng is sword power, He Man is ethereal......

It's just really small.

She restrained all her mood swings and didn't know what she was thinking.

Lian Zimiao looked at Zhenxiao's clear eyes and asked softly.

"Your answer?"

"Take me back to the Temple of War."

Zhenxiao raised her chin and looked directly into Lian Zimao's eyes.

Although it is not a real Dongling cultivator, and he was not even born on the swagger star at all, but here, it is no different from home, and this world has the best memories of himself and his second father. I have friends and teachers......

The old devil gave up his life for this world.

Infected by this sacrifice, there is now a surge of blood in the real little heart.