Sou!

The biting cold wind mixed with the falling snow everywhere raged on this snowcloud peak, and even if you are wearing a brocade hat and ermine, walking in this cold place may be difficult. However www.biquge.info at this moment, the young man in thin white clothes was still pacing in this endless cold wind, and with every step, he could clearly feel a cold wind through his broken clothes, soaking into every inch of his skin and every scar.

Cold, indescribably cold, he even felt that his blood was no longer warm and was about to freeze. But he still walked tirelessly, like a lonely wolf, persistently moving forward. The only difference is that the wolf's edge lies in its teeth and claws, and his edge lies in the long sword in his hand.

This is a cyan long sword, revealing a simple aura all over its body, which seems to have been precipitated for a long time in the long years, but at this moment, its body is filled with a strong killing aura, because it has been stained with blood.

And the person holding it in his hand was also covered in blood, and behind him, there was a series of deep blood-colored footprints, and in the wind and snow, this scene was particularly poignant.

Enduring the severe pain that came from his body from time to time, enduring the endless biting cold wind, and enduring a trace of despair in his heart, he held the long sword in his hand, dragged his body covered in bruises, and took heavy steps, step by step, step after step, he walked slowly like this, without purpose, just with one heart forward.

"Are you going to die?"

Every moment, the thought came to his mind, because he was so badly wounded, both physically and mentally, that he had to wonder if his life was coming to an end. It's just that he has never fallen down after being scarred, in addition to the residual belief in his heart, there is also a reason, in his body, there is a mysterious rune paper lurking, countless mystical runes lingering around this rune paper, like a chain of order, blooming with clear brilliance.

At this moment, in his body, there are only the two souls of heaven and earth, as well as the seven souls of corpse dogs, Fu Ya, Sparrow Yin, Swallowing Thieves, Non-poisonous, Filthy and Stinky Lungs. His life soul has been shattered, and even the other two souls and seven spirits have become illusory. If it weren't for this mysterious rune, these two souls and seven spirits would probably have been separated at this moment, and at that time, he would have become an empty shell without a soul and a real death.

"Fu Zun's methods are indeed extraordinary, I, Qin Cang, a person whose soul is shattered, can rely on his talisman paper to survive to this day. I just don't know how long his rune paper can last for me......"

Qin Cang continued to walk slowly, his soul power was not deep, but his perception ability was extremely keen, even if he was severely injured at this moment, his aura was quite sensitive to everything around him. Along the way, he felt a strong wave of murderous aura and powerful spiritual power fluctuations, and he subconsciously showed a state of vigilance, but this time, no enemy attacked.

He was still dragging his badly wounded body, holding a blood-stained sword in his hand, pacing along, but at a certain moment, he stopped, not because his physical strength was exhausted and it was difficult to walk, but because he saw three people.

One is a petite figure, a little thin, but in her eyes is a little girl with aura, not far from her body, there are twenty-five spears standing upright, they are arranged in a very peculiar way, faintly seem to form a formation. On each spear, there is a strange and bewitching light, the light is staggered, deriving many mysterious patterns, forming a protective light curtain, enveloping the little girl.

This girl is Nangong Han.

And above that void, there was a storm and clouds, the avenue was densely traced, like bright stars, the majestic spiritual power surged, rushing like a stream, vast as the sea, and countless spatial cracks emerged. I saw two figures standing in the air, in a state of confrontation, one person held a pen in his left hand, a book in his right hand, dressed in black, difficult to snoop, and the other person was dressed in green clothes and white socks, looking like a fairy wind bone, holding a spear, which was the soul hooking spear used by the previous group of soul seduction messengers from the underworld, and the protective formation that lingered around Nangong Han's body was also constructed by this spear.

These two people are Xing Wusheng and Nangong Duel.

At this moment, their clothes were a little broken, and the qi and blood in their bodies were churning endlessly, so that there was a trace of blood left on the corners of their mouths, obviously, a fierce battle had broken out between them. However, on the surface of their bodies, there were not many scars, and at the level of the Dao Realm, they already had a certain understanding of the way of this world, even if this comprehension was only the slightest, it was enough to greatly improve their recovery ability. Of course, this kind of recovery is only for the physical body, if it hurts the soul, even if it is a strong person in the Dao realm, it will not be able to recover in a short period of time.

And once the soul suffers a heavy blow, there is a chance that it will die. After all, the three souls and seven spirits are the foundation of all living beings, and once they are damaged, the consequences will be unimaginable.

It's just that Qin Cang seems to be a little exceptional, in the three-month-long pursuit against him, spanning thousands of miles, his body has clearly been covered in bruises, and even his soul has been blasted to pieces by the enemy, but there is still a trace of vitality left. Of course, this glimmer of vitality is very weak, so weak that it can only barely be maintained by Fu Zun's mysterious rune paper.

"Quasi-holy weapon, ask the Dao Realm Consummation Strong. Qin Cang's voice was very weak and low, so low that he couldn't even hear it.

A powerhouse at the consummation level of the Dao realm, even if he was in his heyday, he could hardly be his opponent when he used secret methods, not to mention, there were still two of them now, and they still had quasi-holy weapons in their hands.

The utensils in the world are divided into mortal weapons, mysterious weapons, spiritual weapons, holy weapons, and artifacts, among which the artifact is the best, the holy weapon is second, the spiritual weapon is again, and then the mysterious weapon, and the mortal weapon is the worst, which is divided into heaven and earth Xuanhuang four and so on, a heaven-level spiritual weapon, you can split the mountain and break the mountain, although the quasi-holy weapon is not in the holy weapon, but it is to be above the heaven-level spiritual weapon, and its power is even more extraordinary.

Qin Cang couldn't be more clear about the power of the quasi-holy weapon, now there are more than sixty scars on his body, one-third of them are injured by the quasi-holy weapon, if it weren't for his own strength, and there is a mysterious rune paper left by Fu Zun in his body, he must have died at this moment.

He was still subconsciously showing a state of vigilance, the hand holding the hilt of the sword unconsciously increased his strength, his face was tense, he looked nervous, his body was hit hard, almost to the end of the road, but he encountered such a strong person again, even if the other party may not be the enemy, how can his heart calm down.

Swish!

Feeling a strong killing aura and bloody aura, in just an instant, Xing Wusheng and Nangong Duel's gaze was projected towards Qin Cang. The latter was obviously also aware of it, and the eyes that were as cold as a blade and as terrifying as hell at the moment also reappeared, and he did not shy away from it, and directly looked at the two people who were standing in the air.

In the snowstorm, the three eyes suddenly met......

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