Manipulating the Battle Spirit Platform and summoning the Xuanyuan War Spirit requires great power and star power.

For this reason, in the space where He Wuxian wrapped, the resources of nearly three million star stones were all consumed.

Whether it is a magic weapon, a spell material, or a medicinal material, as long as it can provide star power, it will be swallowed up by the Battle Spirit Table.

Not only that, but even He Wuhate his star power was instantly extracted eighty percent.

He immediately entered a state of weakness and had no strength to fight at all.

Suddenly, all the hopes of He Wuxian fell on the war spirit that was about to appear.

He prayed silently that the summoned battle spirit must be powerful, otherwise he would die.

The wind and thunder between heaven and earth, and the loud rumbling sound continued to sound in the high heavens, like thunder descending.

When He Wuxian manipulated the Battle Soul Platform and summoned the Battle Soul, he didn't know who would be summoned.

The battle spirit of the commander of the twelve roads may be summoned, and the probability is random, and He Wuxian can't control it.

However, in his opinion, no matter which battle spirit it is, it should be a very powerful existence.

The next moment, a sudden thunderclap exploded in the sky.

"Boom!"

With a rich black light and a deafening loud noise, a huge and mighty figure descended in an instant.

It was a giant 100 meters tall and like a hill.

He was wearing a white robe, his long hair was fluttering, his clothes were flying, and he had a dusty atmosphere, like an immortal.

He had a jade face, a slender body, a jade belt around his waist, two crossed swords behind his back, and a cold, arrogant look between his eyebrows.

What's more, he just stands in the sky so calmly and leisurely, and he has an aura of controlling the world and being invincible.

This is an innate aura of power, a strength that comes from the depths of the soul.

In addition to the aura of a strong man, he also has another very special temperament on his body.

Cold, arrogant, like a high snow-capped mountain, people can only look up and dare not approach.

Ba Kane and Xia Wuxin and the other thirteen people were instantly suppressed by the strong aura, and they couldn't raise their heads, and their bodies trembled.

"Heavenly King Strong!"

"Damn, how can there be a strong man of the Heavenly King?"

"What is this man doing here? Is he a hateless helper?"

Everyone speculated, their faces were full of surprise, and they were a little at a loss.

Although He Wuxie's body was extremely weak, his spirit was very excited and excited.

He looked up at the immortal-like battle spirit and muttered to himself, "This is ...... Commander of the Snow Mountain Road, don't snow?"

At this moment, Ba Kane, Xia Wuxin and the others, seeing that the battle spirit Beixue did not attack, He Wuxian was weak and stood on the back of Xiao Qinglong with a pale face.

Xia Wuxin and the others thought that they had found an opportunity to kill He Wuxian, so they immediately rushed over and attacked He Wuxian with a sword.

The three of them killed silently from the left, middle and right directions, and they were about to kill He Wuxian on the spot.

But at this moment, Beixue, the war spirit who had been silent, suddenly moved the corners of his mouth lightly and said a word.

"There is no road in the snowy mountains, and if you turn back, you will live. ”

It's a very inexplicable sentence, and no one understands the meaning of this sentence.

No one understands why he said such a sentence at this time.

Because they didn't understand, Xia Wuxin and the other two Ba family members didn't pay attention to the words of the battle spirit Beixue.

They still practiced the Dao method, wielding their swords to kill He Wuxian, wanting to take his life.

In an instant, the three swords slashed from three directions to the top of He Wuxian's head.

In the next moment, He Wuxian was about to be split by the sword light and died violently on the spot.

And at this time, the battle spirit Beixue sighed.

"Hey...... and to kill again. ”

Then, seemingly indifferently, he raised his right hand.

Suddenly, the figures of Xia Wuxin and the three of them were frozen in mid-air, not moving at all.

The three swords of cold light flickered above He Wuxian's head, a distance of one meter, but they could no longer move.

Xia Wuxin and the three of them were like mosquitoes sealed in amber, for them, time and space seemed to stand still.

Even if they saw it, He Wuxian was just a meter away from the blade of the sword, and with a flick of his fingers, he could be killed.

However, it is an extravagant hope to move a finger.

At the same time, the right hand of the battle spirit Bei Xue was lightly grasped with five fingers.

"Click!"

It was as if the sound of ice shattering sounded, as if something had broken.

The dozen or so people present immediately saw a scene that they would never forget.

The bodies of Xia Wuxin's three people immediately fell apart, shattering like a mirror.

There were no screams, no blood coming out.

The bodies and souls of the three of them were directly divided and torn apart by the invisible power of space and time.

The debris of the sky fell from the sky with a clatter, fell into the Black Sea, and disappeared.

Xia Wuxin and the three of them died like this.

One Tianfu Realm sevenfold and two Tianfu Realm sixfold masters were completely dead with a slight grip of Beixue's five fingers.

Terrifying!

Not to mention Ba Kain and others, even He Wuxian has never seen such a strange but bloody murder method.

The means of fighting the soul and leaving the snow are really unheard of!

He Wuxian was stunned, still standing on the back of the little green dragon, looking up at the battle soul Beixue, with a deep admiration and excitement in his heart.

This was the first time he had used the Battle Spirit Table, summoning the Xuanyuan Battle Spirit.

Now he finally saw how powerful the battle spirit was.

The extermination of the Seven Martial Artists of Tianfu is only within a snap of a finger.

This is the real king of heaven!

Ba Kane and the other nine warriors were dumbfounded on the spot, their hearts and galls were broken, and their eyes widened in horror.

They were finally sure that He Wuxian had found a terrifying helper that they couldn't afford to provoke.

Such a Heavenly King powerhouse can only be dealt with by their family master, the Demon Dragon Heavenly King, and the Six Flame Heavenly King!

So, without saying a word, Bakan and the others immediately turned around and fled, no longer daring to think about chasing and killing He Wuxian.

Of course, while escaping, they did not forget to send a message to the Demon Dragon Heavenly King and the Six Yan Heavenly King.

The Heavenly King is strong, so leave it to the Heavenly Kings to deal with.

These martial artists of the Tianfu Realm are scum in front of the Heavenly King and the powerhouse.

Seeing Ba Kane and the others turning around and running away like a desperate person, He Wuxian wanted to catch up and kill them all, but he was powerless.

Fortunately, the clear, cold eyes of the war spirit Beixue have finally changed.

A chill flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he said softly.

"Since you're here, let's all stay. ”

With that, he raised his hands to his chest, rubbed and pulled his palms accordingly, drawing several arcs, and using the mysterious Dao method.

Then, He Wuxian saw with his own eyes that in the originally calm sky, countless whites suddenly fell.

"It's snowing?"

He Wuxian frowned, looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky, a little unclear.

Isn't it murder?

Don't snow, what are you doing, what's the use of snow?

Just when He Wuxian was puzzled, he suddenly found that those white and crystal snowflakes were not ordinary snow.

Heavy snow shrouded the fleeing Bakan and others.

In the blink of an eye, ten people were surrounded and suppressed by the heavy snow, like fierce beasts trapped in a cage, rushing left and right and unable to escape.

Not only that, but the seemingly soft and white snow actually contained terrifying power and aura.

Snowflakes fell on the bodies of Bakan and the others, quickly freezing them.

No matter how much they struggled, the snowflakes still fell one after another, freezing them all in and turning them into snow sculptures.

In just half a minute, Bakan and the others were all frozen and sealed.

Then, the five fingers of the right hand of the Battle Spirit Beixue were gently clenched into a fist again.

"Click!"

The sky seemed to shatter, and so did the ice cage.

At the same time, there are also Bakan and others who are broken and collapsed.

Their bodies instantly collapsed and turned into snowflakes, without any screams and no blood spilled.

The ten Heavenly Warriors died, turned into snowflakes and fused with the white snow, and disappeared into the Black Sea.

Everything is so calm, indifferent, and a little elegant.

He Wuxian was a little shocked, and he also had some different ideas.

"This war spirit Beixue, what a strange person, even killing people is so poetic, not stained with blood. ”

"This guy is not only cold and arrogant, but he also has a habit of cleanliness, right?"

He Wuxian was still slandering in his heart, speculating about Bei Xue's character.

Bei Xue turned her head to look at him, her face was expressionless, and she said in a calm tone: "Young master, if there is nothing else, Bei Xue will leave." ”

"Young master?" When He Wuxian heard this, he immediately frowned, a little puzzled.

He hasn't said a word to Bei Xue yet, why does Bei Xue call him the young master?

Bei Xue was still expressionless, looked at him with clear eyes, and said slowly: "You are the heir of the emperor, the master of the Battle Soul Stage, and naturally the young master of our twelve commanders." ”

"I see. He Wu nodded hatefully, thinking that this was probably the treatment of the descendants of the Emperor of Heaven.

The crisis was resolved, and Bei Xue was about to return to sleep in the Battle Spirit Table, and the power provided by He Wuxian could only allow him to appear for a few minutes.

The snow was still falling, and Beixue's figure slowly became illusory, and soon disappeared without a trace.

He Wuxian took a deep breath, and with a hint of relief and relaxation, he lay down on the back of the little green dragon to rest, and let it continue to fly forward.

The people who pursued him, the warriors of the Ba family and the Xia family, are all dead now.

No one chased him, and his whole body was much more relaxed.

It's just that he is a little dazed now, the sea of evil spirits is so big, but he doesn't know where the road ahead is and where to go?

You can't go back to Sky Survey Island, and if you go back, you're going to die.

Continuing to wander in the sea of evil spirits, it is also aimless, not knowing where to go.

Soon, He Wuxian remembered one thing, and there was another person.

Xuanjin Sword King.

At the beginning, the Xuanjin Sword King told him that in the depths of the Sea of Evil Spirits, there was an ancestral artifact that seemed to be related to the Xuanyuan Heavenly Emperor.

He Wuxian has always wanted to investigate and see if he can find any clues.