The spring breeze river stream is calamus green, and the summer cicada is green and the grass is green.

The autumn wind is greedy for frost and drunk, and the winter snow is the first to hear the old man returning.

This year, the four seasons of the Cangxuan Continent are rare, with their own colors in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

When I left, there was a breeze and drizzle, and on the day I returned, it was snowy.

The rain has turned into snow, people have changed, and the original intention has not changed.

When the last one of Zimo arrived through the spatial teleportation array, the spatial teleportation array happened to be up to time and closed by itself.

The human race that came to the Annihilation Continent was like a group of children who had never left the house, and everything they saw was extremely new.

Some of them were rolling in the snow, some of them were not too cold, grabbed the thick snow, kneaded it into a ball and stuffed it into their mouths, and some closed their eyes and breathed the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi of the Annihilation Continent...

Regardless of men, women and children, all of them have smiles on their faces, which is a smile from the heart, and that is the happiness of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

And in their hearts, they are even more grateful to Zimo.

Zuo Ling Ghost Ji is like a bird that has just escaped from its cage, chirping, flying up and down in the air, catching the snowflakes falling from the sky.

Yue Wuya smoked a dry cigarette, the smile on his face did not disappear from beginning to end, with the vitality of heaven and earth, the cultivation of the clansmen is no longer restricted, and their cultivation will definitely spring up like mushrooms after a rain, breaking through one after another in a short period of time.

Jiang Xuehan even ignored his image, lying in the snow and rolling around, laughing like crazy.

Not only did they see snow for the first time, but even Zimo had seen winter snow for so many years in the Cangxuan Continent, and for some reason in those years, the Cangxuan Continent might occasionally be very cold, but it had never snowed heavily.

Stretching out his hand, pieces of snowflakes fell in his hands, I don't know why, Zimo suddenly thought of the broken temple that was full of wind and snow many years ago, he and his sister depended on each other, and they were still worried about three meals a day, but they didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, so many years have passed.

Lang Zhong, who saved Zi Cicada, didn't know how he was doing, and he kept saying that he wanted to repay his kindness, and he needed to find time to repay this love.

It is said that things are people, and everything is restless, and tears flow first if you want to speak.

Although Zimo is not in tears at this moment, he has come to this day after so many twists and turns, and the bitterness is not enough for outsiders.

Zimo clasped his sleeves with both hands, looked up at the heavy snow falling from the sky, looked at the silver-covered Cangxuan Continent in the distance, and said softly: "I'm back." ”

The frolicking Terrans slowly fell silent, and they all looked at the somewhat lonely and emaciated back.

Yue Wuya hung the dry tobacco pouch on his waist, he suddenly knelt down on one knee towards Zimo's back, and his slightly old voice trembled a little, "Yue Wuya, on behalf of the entire human race, thank you, this kindness, we will never dare to forget." ”

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of thousands of Terrans, all kneeling on the ground, their voices full of sincerity, "Terrans, thank you Young Venerable, this favor will never be forgotten." ”

Hundreds of thousands of people knelt on the ground, as if solemnly swearing an oath, and their voices pierced through the snow, penetrated the sky, and resounded throughout the sky.

So much so that many years later, when the people who came out of the Sky Fox Realm talked about this matter to their juniors, they were still vividly agitated.

Zimo stood in the ice and snow, his body trembling slightly, and he stood there for a full dozen breaths before he slowly turned around.

Flicking his sleeves slightly, he bowed down to hundreds of thousands of Terrans, reluctant to get up for a long time.

He didn't speak, but this moment was worth a thousand words.

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Annihilation Continent, Sword Sect.

Since the Sword Sect became the first sect in the Cangxuan Continent nine years ago, there have been countless monks who have come to join the Sword Sect, and the Sword Sect can't do it for this

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The threshold for recruiting disciples has been raised, after all, everyone can't be accepted from the sect.

Now the number of sects of the Sword Sect has reached more than 30,000 people, and both the number and quality of masters are worthy of the name of the first sect in the Cang Annihilation Continent.

It is said that the Sword Sect Sect Leader Baili Chang'an has broken through to the Shattered Realm, plus the Great Elder Baili Chunqiu, and the former Xuanming Sect worship Li Wendao who is in the Sword Sect every day, a total of three Broken Realm powerhouses.

According to statistics, among the known powerhouses of the Shattered Realm, there are only six people in the Cang Annihilation Continent, of which the Sword Sect accounts for three people, and the other three are all old monsters who can't be hidden.

The disciples of the Sword Sect are also strictly controlled by the elders of the sect on weekdays, and they will not bully the people of other sects, there was once a disciple of a small sect who saw that the disciples of the Sword Sect had a good temper, and repeatedly provoked, and also injured a disciple of the Sword Sect with a large number of people, for which the Sword Sect sent out two elders, with a mighty 3,000 people, and directly destroyed the sect, and no one dared to provoke the Sword Sect from then on.

But today, there were ten uninvited guests who came to the Sword Sect, and at first they entered the Sword Sect in the name of worshipping the Sword Sect, and they entered the Sword Sect with hidden cultivation.

But when they came to the Sword Sect, they instantly changed their faces, and began to compete with the disciples of the Sword Sect again, from noon to afternoon, a total of seven battles were held, and the disciples of the Sword Sect did not win a single one, and those people's techniques had never been seen, even the well-informed Great Elder shook his head.

At this time, everyone in the Sword Sect also understood that these ten people were prepared, because one of the monks who had left the late stage of the Soul Realm even said that he would challenge all the disciples of the Sword Sect below the Xuan Realm, as long as they won him, they would turn around and leave, if no one could win him, then the Sword Sect needed to hand over one person.

This person's name is Mu Chenfeng!

The disciples of the Sword Sect didn't know that there was such a person in the sect, but the sect leader Baili Chang'an and a few elders naturally knew about this senior, but Mu Chenfeng Shenlong didn't see the head and the tail, and they didn't know where he went, but someone had to believe it when he said it, and the ten uninvited guests decided that the Sword Sect was unwilling to hand over people, so they didn't leave.

Because he was worried that these ten people had other ulterior motives, for the safety of the Sword Sect, the Great Elder wanted to rely on his cultivation to be strong, and he would take them down first, but one of the old men injured Baili Chunqiu in just three moves, and at this time, the people of the Sword Sect understood that these ten people were not soft persimmons, and the old man was obviously stronger than the Great Elder.

Baili Chunqiu concluded that the old man was a master of the same level as Mu Chenfeng, and it was not something they could compete with, and he was worried that he would annoy them to kill, so he reluctantly agreed to the conditions for the disciples of the sect to fight, and saw if he could delay until Mu Chenfeng appeared.

But a series of seven disciples who left the Soul Realm had already been defeated, and even his disciple Lu Ningyuan was among them, Baili Chunqiu looked at the injured disciple, and his heart was mixed, could it be that there was really no one in the Great Sword Sect who could defeat the person in front of him?

Just when everyone was at a loss, a disciple flew towards them with a look of fear on his face.

Baili Chang'an saw this disciple, his face was a little unhappy, now is an eventful time, why is this disciple still so flustered, wouldn't it make these outsiders see the jokes of the Sword Sect.

"What's so flustered?"

There was a hint of anger in Baili Chang'an's voice, and he opened his mouth to scold.

The disciple's face turned pale, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Zong... Suzerain... Big things are not good. ”

Baili Chang'an's face changed, and he was about to ask, but he was stopped by the Great Elder's look, Baili Chunqiu waved his hand and arranged an enchantment, and said as pleasantly as possible: "What happened?" ”

The disciple panted, and said in 1510: "Back to the Great Elder, there are many people from outside the sect, and they don't look like the people of our Cang Annihilation Continent, who have already arrived in front of the mountain gate. ”

Baili Chunqiu's snow-white eyebrows trembled, helped the disciple up, and said softly: "You don't need to panic, can you see how many people there are?" ”

When the disciple heard Baili Chunqiu's words, his panicked and frightened expression improved slightly, and he took a bite of his saliva and said uncertainly: "Probably... About 100,000 people..."

"One hundred thousand!"

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Baili Chunqiu's complexion changed dramatically in an instant, and his voice improved a lot.

Baili Chang'an beside him said bitterly: "100,000 people, it seems that they are in a group with these ten people, our Sword Sect is going to suffer a catastrophe this time." ”

Baili Changan was a little unwilling, and he confirmed again: "This matter is not trivial, are you sure you are not mistaken?" ”

When the disciple heard Baili Chang'an's words, he knelt down again with a thud, looking panicked, "The disciple doesn't dare to lie about this matter." ”

Baili Chang'an seemed to have lost all his strength for a moment, and waved his hand to let the disciple leave.

The ten people on the other side were all dressed in red clothes, and one of the old men said, "It seems that something happened to the Sword Sect, otherwise Baili Chang'an and Baili Chunqiu would not be so panicked." ”

Another old man who looked slightly younger smiled and said, "No matter what happens to him, Great Elder, you are really, don't you just go straight to the killing ring, what nonsense do you talk to them, they two Shattered Realm cultivators, I can kill them within ten breaths." Besides, when did we demons ever be so timid. ”

The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Mu Jue, your temper has to be changed, as the saying goes, a strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, although our cultivation is much higher than theirs, but after all, the number is too small, once they use the strength of the whole sect to encircle and suppress us, even if we can kill them, we will be seriously injured, and the injuries here outweigh the losses." And this time, the ancestor said that he only needs to bring back Mu Chenfeng, and try to cause as little trouble as possible, this is not our demon realm, so it is better to be careful. ”

The younger old man snorted coldly, didn't say anything, he groaned slightly, and said to one of the handsome-looking young men, "Yumian, continue." ”

The young man of the demon clan named Yumian picked the corners of his mouth and sneered: "There is a sword sect, is there no one left?" ”

The disciples of the Sword Sect looked angry one by one, but they couldn't do anything, and at this time, a crisp female voice appeared in the field, "I'm here to fight you!" ”

It was Lan Qingyun who spoke.

Baili Chunqiu heard Lan Qingyun respond to the battle, and reprimanded angrily: "Qingyun, don't be strong, your cultivation is too different from him, and if you go up, you will be defeated instantly, and you may be injured." ”

"But, master... Everyone has been bullied to the doorstep, so you can't be so aggrieved. ”

Lan Qingyun also knew that she couldn't win him, but she just couldn't get used to that person's arrogant and domineering eyes.

The man from the demon clan called Yumian chuckled, "I didn't expect that the Sword Sect had actually fallen to the point of letting a female stream come to fight, it's really interesting." Although your courage is commendable, I don't have the habit of pity and cherishing jade, and don't cry when you get hurt. ”

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