Half a step, one product?" Zhao Wujiang's brows furrowed.

The land immortals do not show the world, and the peak combat power of the world is a half-step and a product, this kind of strong person who has touched the realm of a land immortal, one person can overwhelm the strong people at the peak of many great grandmasters.

And the ordinary Grand Master can't make a single move in his hands.

Lao Suo shook the oars lightly, and the three of them had already docked, and a giant peak of more than 2,000 zhang high appeared in front of him, which was the East Nine Mountains of Kunlun.

Standing at the foot of the giant peak, people are as small as ants under the sky.

Lao Suo took off his hat, revealing the white hair tied into pigtails at the back of his head, and said with a smile:

"In the Kunlun Divine Mountain, if anyone wants to sell the face of our Kunlun Divine Clan, he will naturally not do anything to you.

But once you enter the Kunlun realm, it's hard to say.

There have always been countless lost people, and once you step inside, you will be alive and dead!

Even if he doesn't do anything to you inside, as long as he guards the exit, it will be easy to kill you!

So, little friend, try not to conflict with him, he will be more or less in the way of losing face, and he will not be so blatant in attacking you!"

Zhao Wujiang got off the boat, his hands on his back, dressed in black like ink, in a snowy white, very conspicuous.

He bowed slightly, but he didn't take this matter very seriously, he had already felt the Qi of the Five Emperors contained in the Kunlun Divine Tree, and according to his speculation, the Kunlun Divine Tree was mostly in the so-called Kunlun Realm.

And the Kunlun Divine Tree that the clan is looking for is actually the branch that the Divine Tree has fallen.

He was confident that he would gain the qi of the Five Emperors. After the wood, his strength is enough to fight with the strong man of the half-step Yipin.

The three of them climbed up the stairs, and the snow was sprinkled one after another, and the three of them climbed higher and higher, and the vast sky seemed to be close at hand, and the snow gradually fell on the shoulders of the three people.

During the unitary period, the sky dome became darker and darker.

The seven clans arrived one after another, chatting with each other, and Zhao Wujiang and Wen Yu rested in the forest hut.

Most of the Kunlun relics live on the mountainside of Kunlun's East Nine Mountains, with houses like animals, and everyone wears animal skin clothes, living a tribal life similar to that of the Dayu period.

Zhao Wujiang found that on these family clothes, there were inscriptions with green dragons and sacred tree totems.

It seems that this is the spirit of the green dragon guarding Qiqi, this so-called Kunlun relict clan, most of them were ordered by Emperor Shun to guard the group of people who were ordered to guard the seal, and his inner thoughts flew and gradually understood.

The next day, the beginning of Chen.

The red sun rose in the east, and the seventy members of the clan and Zhao Wujiang Wenyu climbed to the top of the mountain under the leadership of the Kunlun relics.

Kunlun East Nine Mountains, more than 2,000 zhang high, wind and snow perennial perennial on the top of the mountain.

Everyone rode the cold wind and snow and gradually reached the top of the mountain.

The summit of the mountain is not steep, but more like a wide flat land, which is unusually flat.

Covered with heavy snow, as far as the eye can see, it is white, and the sky around it is gray, as if you have come to the world of wind and snow.

There was not much communication between everyone along the way, and the clan learned that Zhao Wujiang and Wen Yu were from the royal family, so they showed more disdain and did not take the initiative to talk, and Zhao Wujiang was also happy to be idle and sink more of his mind into his own world.

Zhao Wujiang stepped on the flat ground on the top of the mountain at this moment, the howling cold wind was blowing on his face, his face was flat, but his heart was already shocked.

Ever since he stepped on the top of the mountain, he could clearly feel the blood in his body gradually boiling with joy, and he couldn't find a reason for a while.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I won't talk much nonsense.

Presumably, in their respective clans, someone has explained the Kunlun realm to you in detail."

There is an old man from the Kunlun remnant clan who walked out of the crowd, he was dressed in thick animal skin clothes, his beard and hair were white, and the whole person did not have too much pressing momentum, but it seemed to be integrated with the surrounding heaven and earth.

Holding a small bronze mirror the size of a palm in his hand, he pointed to the ground under his feet, and said slowly, "The realm of Kunlun is here.

Before opening the entrance, the old man had something to say.

Those who enter the realm of Kunlun will be covered by wind and snow and cannot be adjusted

Move.

The old man knows that you are all coming for the Kunlun Divine Tree, but you have not cultivated, this trip is extremely dangerous, life and death are fate, you don't all have to step in, you can also look at it from the outside.

Those who have stepped into the realm of Kunlun, whether you are joining forces or walking alone, I hope that everyone can value harmony and don't hurt it."

Everyone bowed their heads.

Wind and snow filled Zhao Wujiang's robe, his long hair fluttered, and a murderous aura attacked him.

He raised his eyes and saw that it was a bearded man in green clothes in the Qin clan.

There was no hiding murderous intent in this person's eyes, and the people of the Qin clan around him were extremely respectful to him.

Is this the strong man who is half a step and a product? Zhao Wujiang's eyes were full of yin and yang, and this bearded man did not have the slightest qi exposed, but he knew that such a strong man had already been introverted.

The old man's eyes narrowed, and he glanced at Zhao Wujiang and the Qin clan powerhouse lightly, and then turned the small bronze mirror in his hand, turning the mirror side down, and buckled it upside down on the snowy ground.

"Boom"

The next moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to roar, and the top of the mountain began to shake, and the snow rolled down the mountain.

Everyone exclaimed, only to see that the snow under their feet began to crack, and countless cracks began to extend.

Zhao Wujiang's expression was indifferent, his hands were clasped between his sleeves, and when he saw the bearded man of the Qin clan looking over again, his eyes widened angrily, and he glared back fiercely, his lips buzzed:

"Look at your mother!"

The bearded man was dressed in green clothes fluttering in the wind, although the top of the mountain swayed, he still stood as if he did not move the green mountain, he was angry at the moment, but because he was on the territory of the Kunlun relics, he did not have a seizure, but just handed Zhao Wujiang his killing intent eyes not far away.

The earth shook, and soon the dazzling light of the sky was reflected in the cracked cracks, and a crystal as clear as a jewel appeared under the feet of the people, reflecting the frightened faces of the people.

The old man of the Kunlun remnant clan stood in the middle of the mirror and said with a smile:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the realm of Kunlun is in the Kunlun Divine Mirror, the sacred object of our clan, and those who want to step into it, within a cup of tea, step on the mirror and chant "Kunlun" three times."

Everyone was still in shock, the mirror under their feet reflected the gray sky, and the heaven and earth seemed to be reversed at this moment, and they couldn't tell whether they were in the mirror or outside the mirror for a while.

"Let's go, Ah Yu." Zhao Wujiang silently thought of Kunlun in his heart, his feet seemed to melt, and he slowly plunged into the Kunlun Divine Mirror under his feet.

Wen Yu nodded and walked with Zhao Wujiang.

The rest of the people from the clans also slowly entered, but there were still more than half of them, who did not step in, some who were still hesitating, and some who chose to watch outside.

There are also two men and two women in the Kunlun remnants.

After a while, there were only twenty or thirty people left on the top of the mountain.

White.

The earth, the sky, the four fields, a hazy, a white expanse.

Zhao Wujiang walked side by side with Wen Yu, his feet in the snow, surrounded by a howling cold wind, the cold wind was fierce, as if he wanted to blow out the fire of human life.

Snowflakes the size of a baby's fist fell one by one, quickly covering the path that Zhao Wujiang and Wen Yu had walked.

The wind and snow covered their eyes, and it seemed that there were only two of them between heaven and earth, and the feeling of loneliness and coldness climbed into the hearts of the two.

Zhao Wujiang's heart moved, and the golden luck blessed himself and Wen Yu, like the flame of the burning sky, dispelling this chill.

"Brother Wujiang. Where are we going?"

Wen Yu felt that a small stove suddenly rose in his body, warm, he knew that it was mostly Zhao Wujiang's doing, and his eyes looked at Zhao Wujiang with reverence.

"Go ahead."

Zhao Wujiang had a warm smile on his face, and the wind and snow in Kunlun covered his eyes, and he couldn't see the direction clearly.

Wen Yu was puzzled: "Brother Wujiang, which direction is the front?"

Zhao Wujiang patted Wen Yu's shoulder with a smile, and strode forward:

"Wherever you go, you go!"

(End of chapter)