"Xuan Ming, the rain master, is also the god of winter, the god of rain, the god of the sea, and the best lady. Born of rain and snow between heaven and earth, sex is like snow, not a group of clansmen, living alone on the top of the snow-capped mountains. The short text left a deep impression on Chen Gong's heart.

"You guessed it right, the ancestor Wu Xuanming was sealed under this Shu Mountain, and the Shu Mountain Sword Sect guarded it for generations, if Shu Mountain perished, there would be Nantianmen disciples to continue this mission. After pondering for a while, Qianfeng Zhenren gave a definite answer.

As soon as his words fell, Chen Gong's heart had already sounded with a song, this time he felt that this song was like a wind moaning, like crying like a complaint, and sadness surged from his heart, turning into snowflakes.

Just when this song sounded in Chen Gong's heart, another group of gods came in the distance, but this group of gods was not as many as Chen Gong's, only a few dozen, and their mana cultivation was much weaker.

Just as Chen Gong was surprised, there were also gods from the other two directions, each batch was only a few dozen, and the same mana cultivation of those gods was not high.

At this time, Qianfeng Zhenren said: "The ancestor once said that since the Taiyi Origin Emperor established the Heavenly Court, the immortals from the outside world between heaven and earth have peeped into this world, and in order to shake the foundation of the Heavenly Court, the method of exorcising the gods of the Wu clan has been preached, which is the root of the betrayal of the Wu clan. Now it seems that this rumor is true, but I don't know, can you have pure witch blood among you?"

Behind each of the other three gods must have been a person who could exorcise the gods, but none of them made a sound, and they could not be seen in the wind and snow.

Xue'er said at this time: "People who are all in the world, how can they have any witch blood, and they can't even inherit witchcraft, so they have to make up some unsuccessful small spells according to witchcraft, how dare they call themselves witches." ”

When Chen Gong heard this, he couldn't help but think that the exorcism method was so strange and unpredictable in the hands of these people whose blood was not pure, and those real witch clans didn't know how powerful it was.

When Xue'er spoke, there was a wind-like cry in her voice, and when the words fell, Chen Gong's ears heard a song that could touch his heart, the song was like the wind, floating in the air, coming from the depths of his heart, and as if he was from the nine heavens. The voice in the wind, Chen Gong understood: "Can I tell you a story?"

Chen Gong didn't intend to refuse, and he didn't allow him to refuse, the voice like the wind continued: "I was originally an ice flower growing on the top of the snowy mountain, Sister Xuan Ming opened the spiritual wisdom for me with essence blood, but after the spiritual enlightenment, I didn't understand anything for a long time, and I always wanted to follow Sister Xuan Ming to every corner of heaven and earth to see." But every time Sister Xuanming came back, she only looked at the snow in the sky, and she didn't take me with her when she left. She always left me alone, and asked me to work hard to cultivate, but I don't like to cultivate, many years later, once Sister Xuanming came back, I could see that there was hesitation and hesitation on her face, which I had never seen, in my heart, Sister Xuanming was always so confident, as if everything in heaven and earth was in her hands. At that time, she suddenly asked me, "Is there only one way for the Wu clan to go, should I climb to the top of the world with my people, or should I watch the snowflakes fall forever on this mountain, and enjoy the loneliness of this heaven and earth alone." ”

Chen Gong's heart beat with this voice, he forgot what place this was, forgot why he came here, he was immersed in this story, he had already flown towards the head of Shushan in the wind and snow.

It's not just him, but the gods in the sky, and at a glance there are hundreds. In the wind and snow, the gods in the sky rushed like moths towards the head of Shu Mountain, which was as big as a mountain, and among them was Chen Gong.

This was a chaotic battle, and most of the people who listened to the sermon under Shu Mountain did not know where these people came from here, and why so many gods came from afar to besiege and kill the head of Shu Mountain.

Qianfeng Zhenren did not move, but used the mountain as a chair, and the magic robe manifested by Yuan Ying covered the entire Shushan Sword Sect.

Then his arm waved, and the purple and green sword had already turned into a streamer and flew out.

This purple and green sword is the treasure of the Shushan Town Sect, and it is the personal flying sword used by the ancestor of the Shushan Sword Sect.

The snowflakes in the sky became denser, and each snowflake seemed to be infused with the killing intent of Qianfeng's real people.

Qianfeng Zhenren sat there, there were gods in front of him and behind him, but these gods were difficult to get close to his Yuanying body within a mile, and around him, there were purple and blue swords turning into purple and blue streamers flying by, sometimes left and right, completely uncertain, just like life, as long as there were gods approaching, they would fly away and kill them.

The 10,000-year-old cold light array of Shushan has been opened, and the pieces of snowflakes are all murderous swords, killing every step of the way. Those who listen to the sermon below will not be in the slightest danger as long as they stand still, and if anyone moves, they will fall into the formation, or die unexpectedly, or struggle to support.

Chen Gong was still listening to the story, but his body turned into a dark red butterfly and flew towards Qianfeng Zhenren, the snow was falling, and the butterfly dodged the snowflakes and approached little by little.

Finally, the butterfly entered within a mile of Qianfeng's real person, and there was not a single piece of flying snow within this mile, but there were two streamers of purple and green swords. As soon as the butterfly flew into this range, the purple and green sword had already been cut off on the head.

The butterfly drifted to the side like a light smoke blown by the wind, and it narrowly avoided it, but the sword did not cut the butterfly, but it did not stop, and drew an arc to kill the other god who came in.

The butterfly flew forward, he didn't fly smoothly, as if he was flying in the dense water vapor, and there were ripples in circles where he passed, and the speed of flight was much slower than outside Shu Mountain.

The purple and blue sword light was just a turn, dancing in a perfect arc in the void, slashing towards the butterfly again, and the butterfly flew to the side, but this speed could not be compared with the purple and blue sword, and the sword slashed down, slashing straight between the two wings of the butterfly.

A layer of light shone on the butterfly's body, and the light covered the butterfly, in the shape of a sword, but it was quite loose, and the butterfly did not avoid it in the sword light, but raised its wings to meet the purple and green sword and intertwined, the butterfly at this moment did not look weak at all, but had a fighting attitude that only goshawks have.

The butterfly flew towards the purple and green sword, the sword light touched, and a halo of light was dispersed, and the sword light on the butterfly's body was broken by the purple and green sword, but it had already turned away at the moment when the purple and green sword was coming, and went around to the top of the purple and green sword, and his whole body appeared dark red sword light again, and he was about to slash down towards the purple and green sword, but the purple and green sword had already provoked and provoked the butterfly, the speed was so fast, it was natural, the butterfly was in a hurry to avoid it, and it was dangerously avoided.

This is a sword fight, although it is not Chen Gong who is dominant, but it is his instinct.

Just after the butterfly rushed in, several more gods rushed in, and the magic was magical, and it was not under Chen Gong at all.

The Emperor of the Middle East Yue pointed to the sky, and a big mountain appeared out of thin air and pressed down on Qianfeng Zhenren.

A vine grew out of the snow and rolled towards Qianfeng Zhenren, it was Tie Li Chenghuang, if Chen Gong saw it, he would definitely be surprised, because the cultivation he was showing now was much higher than that in the Heavenly Demon City.

Another Black Wood King shouted loudly, and rushed out of a City God's Mansion above his head.

In just the blink of an eye, more than a dozen gods had already rushed into Qianfeng's real person's life, and they each cast spells, which actually made this monotonous white world present a strange ethereal beauty, and the beauty contained endless killing opportunities.

Qianfeng Zhenren's purple and green sword could not stop so many gods, but his body still did not move, and the disciples of Shushan did not move, and there were many deadly spells in this snowstorm. Qianfeng Zhenren finally pulled out the Zhuxian Sword, and no one could tell if he waited for those gods to rush in before pulling out this innate sword weapon.

The sword aura soared into the sky, and the sword light shone brightly.

The questioners who stood in place and watched this sudden scene couldn't help but close their eyes, and the scattered spiritual consciousness also shrank back, they felt the danger, and heard a scream in their ears, and when they opened their eyes again, only snowflakes were still flying in the sky, and the gods had already gone away, to the surprise of many people, Qianfeng Zhenren just closed his eyes and sat quietly, and he didn't kill them all, and the sword of the Immortal was already in the sheath on his lap.

Jun Wei looked up at Qianfeng Zhenren and didn't say a word. From chaos to quiet, everything came so suddenly, the world is impermanent, and everything is as expected.

Compared to other states on the Void Immortal Continent, the Wind Howling State is small, because only the places covered by wind and snow are called Wind Howling States. Chen Gong stood on the top of a green mountain, where the green and white meet, and in front of him was the snowy Wind Howling State, and what he stood was a green Tuling State.

There is also a black-robed person next to Chen Gong, judging from the appearance, although there is a black robe from the hood to the feet, Chen Gong can see at a glance that she is slender and is a woman, that is, the woman who calls herself Xue'er in front of Qianfeng Zhenren.

Her face was extraordinarily thin, like a pale human skin stuck to a skeleton, and her real body did not enter Shu Mountain at that time, but was always outside.

Chen Gong looked at her, but she didn't look at Chen Gong, like a passerby, she didn't know her at all, her eyes were in the direction of Shushan.

There are not only Chen Gong around, but also other gods, among them is Emperor Dongyue, his face is serious, he looks suppressed anger, in addition, there are several gods that Chen Gong does not know, they are all extremely high in cultivation, and their eyes are not good.

Chen Gong was close, and when Qianfeng Zhenren pulled out the Zhuxian Sword, among the butterflies that Chen Gong had transformed, there was a lotus mark that suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and he suddenly woke up, among the many gods, he was the first to fully wake up from the exorcism, so he escaped the killing of the Zhuxian Sword.

The other gods were also awakened, but they were one step slower after all, and many of them did not escape the sword.

After escaping, Chen Gong immediately found Xue'er standing here, even the Emperor Dongyue was one step too late. This is not to say that Emperor Dongyue's mana cultivation is lower than Chen Gong's, but because Chen Gong's state of mind and the realm he has reached are extremely high, and he has realized the Fire Lotus Wind Seal, and he is extremely sensitive to breath. However, Chen Gong was very surprised that this Xue'er did not escape.

For a moment no one spoke.

After a long time, Xue'er spoke, her voice was still sweet, which did not match her appearance, and she said, "I want to finish the story that I haven't told before, are you willing to listen?"

"Haha, here we go again, will you still fall for you?" said someone with an angry laugh.

"I think someone will want to hear it, because this story can teach you many things, including the secrets of this great war 100,000 years ago, and you will live forever because of it. Cher said lightly.