"What are you?, the old lady has flowers on her face?" asked a hoarse, tired woman.

Low clouds hung over the Full Moon Mountains, and gusts of fishy wind whistled by. Liu Beishui and Yu Chiyan stood on the mountain rock, their eyes wide, looking at the most incredible scene in front of them. The huge Dark Sun Ghost Jiao hovered over the sky, its eyes also wide open, staring at the figure of the woman below in horror.

She was wrapped in a simple animal skin robe around her body, and she stood tremblingly in front of the two Liu Beishui brothers, her beautiful long red and purple hair fluttering in the wind. She has a beautiful face, her skin is fairer than snow, and her eyes are as clear as two pools of autumn water.

"Sister Ma?" asked Liu Beishui tentatively.

"What's wrong?" asked Mamu, a little confused, "You're all dead?"

"We're not dead. Yu Chiyan looked even more incredible, staring at Ma Mu's beautiful face, and then recalling her previous fierceness, she couldn't connect the two at all, like an ugly worm that transformed into a beautiful butterfly, this shock was indescribable in his heart.

"It's you who are alive. Liu Beishui said: "It's just that your appearance has changed a little. ”

"Change?" Ma Mu still didn't react, she glanced around, and said, "What about Brother Ye, his palm is so powerful, why didn't he kill me?"

"Well, we don't know, so let's take a look at yourself first. As he spoke, Liu Beishui raised his hand and condensed a silver wind spirit mirror and erected it in front of Ma Mu.

The silver wind spirit realm that is one zhang high instantly reflects a qiē into the territory. The vast mountains, the rolling clouds, the flames of war, the scenes of ghouls, and, of course, the clearest appearance of one of the most beautiful women in the realm.

Like a sculpture, Mamu stupidly clubbed in front of the mirror, staring at the reflection of the beautiful woman in the realm, his mind blank.

"This is?" For a long time, Mamu's gaze seemed to be nailed to a mirror, and even if he spoke, his eyes couldn't be moved. The contrast was too great, and for her, it was even more drastic than the world was turned upside down.

Liu Beishui nodded, showing an affirmative smile.

Then, Mamu let go of his arms and let the beast robe slip off his body, completely displaying the snow-white and graceful * in front of the mirror. Liu Beishui hurriedly stretched out his hand and blocked Wei Chiyan's eyes.

"Why are you only allowed to see it?" said Wei Chiyan dissatisfiedly.

"You're still young. Liu Beishui said earnestly.

On the ground, Mamu stretched out his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes, and large tears slid down.

"Brother Ye did it?" Ma Mu's voice suddenly became aggrieved, and he asked hoarsely.

"I didn't expect that the Thousand Transformation Palm is so mysterious and has the ability to create all things. Liu Beishui sighed: "However, the eldest brother may not know yet." ”

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Above the rolling clouds, the wind whistles in the nine skies.

The scorching sun in the sky has already deflected, and from time to time there are majestic dragons and some powerful beasts tumbling in the clouds, and they have fought to the clouds. The entire swamp has become a battlefield, whether it is in the water, on land, or in the sky.

However, the most core battle place on the heavenly dome was so fierce that even a fierce beast was so frightened that it didn't dare to approach.

This core battle, the battle with those fierce beasts, is not at the same level at all. A transcendent darkness, a pitch-black cosmic night sky, shrouded in clouds. The roar of thunder and the flickering thunder raged furiously in the darkness.

I can't see Ye Qingcheng's figure, let alone Mu Feiyang's figure hidden in the darkness. There are only thunderbolt-like sword shadows, flashing in the darkness at great speed, and there is always a violent sound of gold and iron resonating, as if the battle in the dark is extremely fierce!

"Qiang !!" An exploding spark, **** in the black sword intent, like an exploding firework.

"Break!" came from the darkness, and a roar of Mu Feiyang came from the darkness.

I saw that a cross-like cross-star-like and chilling slash mark was against a certain person, flying southward at great speed. At the same time, a huge sword mark star shadow similar to the morning star, against another figure, flew northward at an extremely fast speed.

Finally, after an extremely short flight, the black sword intent that enveloped the vast range instantly disappeared above the clouds.

Ye Qingcheng was wearing a black battle robe, standing on the clouds, he held the Xuanxue Sword in both hands, and a strange flame as bright as a diamond was burning on the sword, which was two crossed dagger slash marks. At the same time, on his left shoulder, there was a half-foot-long fragment of dagger, which was deeply inserted into his flesh and bones, like a flame, spewing strange white light.

The two snow-white daggers in Mu Feiyang's hands have a great origin, they are called Ice Phoenix Double Daggers, and they are treasures refined by Split Wind himself. At their handles, there are two sources of ice spirits hidden, so even if the dagger is broken, it can be condensed and intact in an instant, and there is no worry about them being damaged.

Being stabbed by this dagger, a layer of shattered frost condensed on Ye Qingcheng's shoulder, and the biting chill permeated his blood, making him feel like he was trapped in an ice cellar.

He jerked out the fragment of the dagger, threw it away, and used the thunder spirit to quickly dispel the cold in his veins.

On the other side, Mu Feiyang, who was wearing a purple feather beard, was holding two ice phoenix daggers in his hands, and the broken one of them had condensed and healed in the shortest possible time. However, what made him angry was that he was also hit by Ye Qingcheng. On the inner armor of his chest, the first form of the Nine Swords of the Galaxy struck a hole the size of a wine jar, revealing his chest like a diamond, through the diamond texture, you can vaguely see a blue-red heart beating in his chest.

"Have you ever seen the Split Wind?" Mu Feiyang asked gloomily.

"Yes. Ye Qingcheng replied.

"Did he teach you any tricks?"

"Nope. ”

"Today, Lao Tzu will let you see his special skills!" As he spoke, Mu Feiyang held two snow-white daggers in both hands, leaving a purple afterimage in the air, and instantly rushed to Ye Qingcheng.

"Boom, boom!" The two intersecting daggers tore through the air, and between the lightning and flint, they slammed into the Xuanxue Sword in Ye Qingcheng's hand.

Ye Qingcheng swung his sword to resist this blow, and the thunder on his body soared, and he flew up decisively, trying to rush into a cloud above.

"This trick is called Frozen Mystery!" Mu Feiyang shouted in a deep voice: "Look at it!"

After speaking, Mu Feiyang slammed the ends of the two dagger handles together. The two daggers instantly turned into a snow-white aurora that rushed north and south, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. At the same time, a layer of cold, invisible aura eerily swept over the thousands of zhang, wrapping a qiē.

At first, Ye Qingcheng, who was flying up, thought it was just an ordinary cold air attacking. As a result, when he crashed headfirst into an ethereal white cloud overhead, he heard a series of cracking sounds.