The cold wind howled, and the air flow was like a knife. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the Snow Cloud Peak, no matter what time it is, you can always feel the endless killing aura and the cold that pierces the bone marrow.

Qingyang Zhulu, the bleak years, the four seasons in the outside world will always change, but Xueyun Peak is different, a year, ten years, a hundred years, and even a thousand years, it is still a scene full of wind and snow, being here, cold to the bone, always so.

It is like an independent world, a world with only ice, which makes the already remote Snow Cloud Peak even more inhabited. After all, most people don't want to touch the cold place, but prefer to seal it in the dust, and this is true of the cold place in the world, and the same is true of the cold place in the heart.

However, at this moment, there are two people walking on this snowy cloud peak.

A man and a woman, an old man and a young man, the old man is about sixty years old, dressed in green clothes and white socks, quite a bit of fairy wind bones, and the girl he is holding is thin and small, looking no more than ten years old, but one of his eyes seems to have aura contained in it.

Sou!

The cold wind rose again, rolling up a thousand layers of snow, and blowing the robes of the people hunting, but the old man and the girl's faces were still as usual, and there was no sign of paleness, and they did not walk quickly, but they all walked steadily, and every step they took left a deep footprint on the thick snowdrift.

"Han'er, is it cold?" the old man said suddenly.

"It's not cold. The girl's voice was very gentle.

"Snow Cloud Peak is covered with snow all year round, and it never melts all day long, it is an extremely cold and extremely cloudy place, how can you not be cold?"

"With grandpa by my side, of course Han'er doesn't feel cold. ”

The girl smiled, smiling quietly and contentedly, for her, warmth was having her relatives by her side. And now her grandfather is by her side, holding her hand, even if she is walking in the snowstorm, she can still feel the warmth, so how can she feel cold?

"And what if one day I'm not with you?" the old man continued.

"This ...... Is Grandpa going to leave me?" The smile on the girl's face slowly froze, but there was a hint of sadness in Ben's aura-filled eyes at the moment.

"There is no long-term companionship in this world, and when there is a reunion, there is a parting, either life or death. The old man sighed lightly and said quickly.

Hearing the word "...... death", the sadness in the girl's eyes was even worse, "Will a strong person like Grandpa also die?"

"No matter how strong a person is, he can't get rid of the fate of death. Because they are always men, not gods. When talking about "God", a strange look appeared on the old man's face, like awe and confusion.

"God, I've heard the legends of the gods, but I've never really seen them, do they really exist?"

"Maybe it is, or maybe it doesn't. The immortal and immortal gods, after all, only appear in legends, and it is up to you to find the answer to whether they exist or not. ”

"Me?" the girl was a little surprised.

"Yes, Han'er, your talent is stronger than that of grandpa, and there may be a slight possibility of touching that ethereal level in the future. ”

"Grandpa is a strong man in the Dao realm, and he is respected by so many people as the Emperor of Medicine, how can my talent be comparable to you? If even you can't find that answer, Han'er will have no chance. ”

"Hehe, silly boy. The old man's figure shifted slightly, stretched out his left hand, gently stroked the girl's little head, and then said: "Asking the question may not be enlightened, and enlightenment may not become a god, this truth, you will slowly understand it in the future." ”

"It's a pity that she won't have a future, and neither will you. ”

At this moment, an indifferent word suddenly came, echoing in the sky above Xueyun Peak, carrying supreme majesty, as if between his words, he really decided the life and death of a person. And at the moment when this voice fell, dozens of black figures and ghosts swept out, like ghosts of the dead, coming silently, it was the sound of breaking the wind, all of which had never been heard.

But in a moment's time, they were already surrounded by the old man and the girl.

"The underworld, it's really here!"

The old man's voice was low, as if muttering to himself, he didn't set his eyes on these black-clothed people who were only a few feet away from them, because he had already probed the general cultivation of these black-clothed people with his powerful soul power.

As for their physiognomy, he had no interest in seeing them, and he couldn't see them. There are many soul seducers in the underworld, and their strength is also different from each other, but they all have one thing in common, that is, each soul seducer will wear a bronze ghost mask with a secret method, and if you want to take off this bronze ghost mask, you must first kill this soul seduction. He was confident that he could kill a soul seducer, but he still wouldn't take off the ghost mask from the latter's face, not just him, but anyone who knew anything about the underworld would do that.

Because once someone takes off this ghost mask, the secret method set on it will be activated, and then a strange soul mark will be punched into the person's body, and once it enters, it will be difficult to remove. This soul mark will not cause damage to his body, but it will completely lock his whereabouts, allowing the underworld to completely control his every move.

If your whereabouts are controlled by the enemy, it is equivalent to cutting off your own retreat, so that what awaits you is only a dead end. Because you have no way to retreat, and there is no escape, but there is only one battle, and you will die until you are exhausted.

"Fifteen Dao Realm Xiaocheng, eight Dao Dao Realm Dacheng, and three Dao Dao Realm Consummation, this kind of lineup, the underworld really looks up to me. "The bodies of the black-clothed people wearing bronze ghost masks all have powerful spiritual power surging, although they have tried their best to suppress it, but under the powerful soul power of the old man, these dozens of spiritual power fluctuations are already clearly visible.

"If you want to deal with the Medicine Emperor Nangong Duel, you naturally need to make adequate preparations, otherwise, wouldn't you lose your life in vain?"

The same indifferent words sounded again, and immediately a slender figure emerged from the void, this person was also dressed in black, but he did not wear the extremely hideous bronze ghost mask like the dozens of soul seducers below him, but revealed his original face.

This person has black hair and a handsome face, holding a pen in his left hand and a book in his right hand, standing in the air, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Judge's pen, book of life and death!"

Nangong is known as the Emperor of Medicine, in addition to the magic of alchemy with one hand, his soul power is even more powerful, and his soul power is particularly sensitive to the strange things in the world, so when this pen and book appeared, the first thing he cast was not his gaze, but his soul power.

Rumble!

The vast soul power erupted from Nangong Du's body in an instant, surging towards the black-clothed man standing in the void like a tide, its momentum was like a raging wind, the wind and thunder moved together, although it was invisible, it made the space around the black-clothed man suddenly shake, and many cracks appeared when even it appeared. And as this soul power continued to approach, the cracks in this space increased more and more, as if they were going to collapse the void here.

"Medicine Emperor Nangong Duel, as expected, it lives up to its reputation, just this part of the soul power makes me feel a little coercive. But ......"

Suddenly, the black-clothed man waved the judge's pen in his hand, and he actually sketched many talismans in front of him, and the mysterious runes were suspended in the void, and the brilliance of his body flowed, like the divine light steaming in the sky. Immediately, he flicked his fingers slightly, and the secret pattern of the talisman collided with part of the soul power released by Nangong Duel.

With the tangible to the invisible, with the charm of the soul power!

Boom!

In just an instant, thousands of layers of qi waves were set off in the void, and many rocks below were also cracked, and this situation was caused by the shock power generated by the confrontation between the soul power released by Nangong Duel and the secret pattern of the talisman.

And when the qi wave subsided, the invisible soul power also dissipated, but the many runes still existed in the void, although it had dimmed a little, but there was still a strange light emitted from the whole body.

"However, after today, there will be no more Medicine Emperor Nangong in the world!"

Before the words fell, a cold glint flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and dozens of terrifying and murderous qi were suddenly released, sweeping the heavens and the earth, and rushing straight to Xiao Han, which came from the bodies of the soul seduction messengers below.

"The upper poor and the lower yellow springs, the charm of the Sen Luo Palace. Which hall in the underworld are you the judge?" Nangong Duwu opened his mouth, and his body also exuded a strong momentum, even if he was already shrouded in dozens of terrifying murderous aura at this moment, he could not see the slightest fear on his face, but there was a calm look, as if he was used to such a scene in front of him.

As for Nangong Han beside him, he is not as calm and calm as Nangong Jue, and at the age of about ten years, he is only a child after all. But at this moment, there was not much panic on her face, just a touch of solemnity, and at the same time, the hand she was holding tightly in Nangong Jue also unconsciously increased its strength.

"Huangquan Palace, Xing Wusheng. The man in black replied coldly.

"Huangquan Palace? ”

"Very good?" Xing Wusheng suddenly became puzzled, as the judge of the Huangquan Palace, one of the five halls of the underworld, he didn't know how many people had been sentenced to life and death over the years, although it was the soul envoy who personally deprived these people of their lives, but as the issuer of the order, his hands were still stained with a lot of blood invisibly. Someone like Nangong Du, who is still talking very well at the time of life and death, is the first time he has seen it.

"Could it be that death is a relief for you? ”

"No, I'm thinking, it should be a great thing to let the judge of the Huangquan Hall go down to the Yellow Spring!" The corners of Nangong Jue's mouth hooked up a curvature, a mysterious arc.

As soon as he said this, the entire Xueyun Peak seemed to be reduced to a dead silence, a death-like silence.

"Kill!"

After a few breaths, Xing Wusheng shouted loudly, like a thunderstorm in the nine days, killing and agitating, and immediately broke this dead silence.

Between heaven and earth, there is a slaughter.

......

Today's Xueyun Peak is very special, the wind, still the cold wind, the snow, still the snow, has not changed, so there is nothing special, special is the people. This bone-chilling and bone-chilling place has always been inhabited. But in one day, first the Medicine Emperor Nangong Jue and his granddaughter Nangong Han came here, and then the judge of the Huangquan Hall of the Underworld and a group of soul envoys came, and now, there was a young man covered in blood and holding a long sword.

Boom!

The young man's pace is very slow, and his walking speed is not even as good as that of an old man who is dying in the last years, but the footprints he left on this snow are deeper than those of Nangong Jie and Nangong Han. Because, with every step he took, he would leave a blood-colored footprint on the snow.

The mixture of silver and white and bright red always gives people a strong visual impact, just like the robe he is wearing at the moment, a white dress soaked in blood, looking from a distance, he looks like a person who has just crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood.

People, stained with blood, swords, stained with blood.

His whole body was covered with scars, large and small, in more than 60 places, all of which were wounded by blunt objects, and each wound seemed to mean a death, because through these shocking wounds, you could even see his internal organs clearly. Death, so close to him, the closest wound to death is a knife mark on his chest, four inches long and three points deep, this depth is not terrible to him, what is terrible is the location. In fact, as long as that sharp dagger moved an inch, nay, half an inch to the right at that time, his life would have really come to an end.

Because, that's where his heart is.

The heart cannot die, and once the heart is dead, it cannot live. A person with a dead heart, even if he still has a body, even if he can walk, is just a walking corpse, and cannot be counted as alive.

But his heart seemed to be really dead, his whole body was cold, there was no temperature, and his person seemed to be dead, and even the three souls and seven spirits were no longer complete and were about to disperse.

But he was still alive, his hands still clutching his sword, a blood-stained sword, and his eyes still fixed on the future, an unknown future.

He kept moving forward, even forgetting that he was so wounded and covered in blood, that his consciousness was blurred, and that he forgot why he was so badly injured and why he was bleeding.

Until a certain moment, he felt dozens of strong murderous aura, extremely powerful, seemingly indestructible, and suddenly, the monstrous murderous aura hidden in his body was also stimulated again.

At this moment, his eyes seemed to come from the Infernal Hell, extremely terrifying.

At this moment, he is also very sober, and it is undoubtedly commendable to have a sober moment when he is closest to death.

"Qin Cang. His name kept coming back to his mind, and he kept recalling what he had been through.

ps: The new book is opened, the 4,000-word chapter is sent, if you think it looks good, you recommend collecting it, during the new book, there are basically two more every day, if there are special circumstances, there are fewer or more explosions, I will notify you in advance.