Southeast Province, here since ancient times, there are many mountains and Taoist temples, and there are many believers in Taoist Buddha, almost every family has them.

At this time, behind Fuqing Mountain in the southeast, in a reckless primeval jungle, there is a huge cave like a giant mouth swallowing the sky.

When you enter the cave, you will find an ancient sculpture of a nun in the center.

The sculpture is very old, but it has a sense of agility.

In front, there is a huge incense burner, and in the furnace is a pillar of incense.

In such a place where there is no human activity, this kind of sculpture is enshrined, and it looks extremely strange.

Suddenly, two figures suddenly appeared, it was Han Qing and Mu Hanxin.

"This sculpture is our Flying Snow Palace's founding ancestor, Flying Snow Fairy, who has already ascended to the Immortal Realm." Mu Hanxin looked at the statue, revealing strong admiration and longing.

Ascending to immortality is a distant dream for every monk.

Every monk is fantasizing that the fairy realm should be Qionglou Yuyu, the power of the fairy spirit is rich, and the fairy fruit and jade liquid can be seen everywhere.

Han Qing looked at Mu Hanxin's expression and knew what she was fantasizing.

For all monks, the fairy world is the ultimate dream.

But in this world, only Han Qing knows that the immortal world is by no means as beautiful as the monk thinks, the resources there are indeed extremely rich, but not everyone can get it.

The same is true for the strong to be strong, and the weak can only survive miserably.

The rules there are much more cruel than in the mortal realm.

"You enter first, the moment you enter, this seat should be able to find the flaw in this prohibition, plus what I left on Chu Chu, it is not difficult to enter. But you have to think clearly, once you enter, there is no way back." Han Qing said lightly.

Mu Hanxin was silent for a while, then raised his head and said, "Wealth and danger are sought, I have long understood that choice is more important than hard work, I chose you, winning the bet can break free from the shackles to a higher level, and losing is only a life."

Han Qing smiled slightly and didn't say anything more.

Anyway, in any case, he had to step on the Snow Palace.

Mu Hanxin nodded, raised his hand and played a trick.

Suddenly, a circle of ripples appeared in front of the sculpture, and then a ball of light appeared.

Mu Hanxin hit Li Yingying's soul mark on it, and in an instant, the light enveloped her and disappeared in an instant.

At this time, Han Qing was calculating something with amazing calculations.

After a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Mu Hanxin's figure appeared on the square in front of the main hall of the Flying Snow Palace.

The moment she first appeared, she was surrounded by many masters of the Flying Snow Palace.

Because, she used Li Yingying's soul seal, but it was Mu Hanxin who came in.

As long as IQ is okay, everyone understands what is going on.

The saint Li Yingying, I am afraid that she is already more than lucky.

"I want to see the Holy Lord, go and report it." Mu Hanxin said lightly.

Before entering, she was still a little nervous, but after entering, she was completely calm.

"Mu Hanxin, you dare to harm your fellow disciples, the sin deserves death, if you want to see the Holy Lord, just kneel down, kneel down now, and be captured." A Flying Snow Palace elder said sharply, he supported Li Yingying, and he was naturally angry.

"Hmph, you deserve me to kneel too?" Mu Hanxin said coldly.

"I don't know how to lift, up!" This Flying Snow Palace Elder was murderous.

Suddenly, dozens of Flying Snow Palace monks rushed towards Mu Hanxin.

In Mu Hanxin's pupils, a demonic purple light suddenly lit up, and she burst out with a terrifying aura all over her body, and fought back blatantly.

"Ah......h

I saw that the spiritual power was vertical and horizontal, and the air waves were flying.

After a while, Mu Hanxin's momentum was like a sword, and although there was blood oozing from his body, he exuded a coercion like a mountain.

Around her, the Flying Snow Palace, which had fallen to the ground

Monk.

The elder was still standing, but he had lost an arm.

"The Holy Lord has an order to let the Holy Maiden Mu go to the temple." At this time, a palace girl floated to the ground and spoke.

Mu Hanxin shook off the blood beads on the spirit sword without care, and then stepped over those who were lying on the ground, and followed the girl to the temple.

At this time, in the temple, the Holy Lord Duan Yunyun was sipping a cup of tea, looking extremely leisurely.

Beside her, there was a spiritual power bag, and inside there was a person who seemed to be struggling.

At this time, Mu Hanxin entered the temple.

"Mu Hanxin to meet the Holy Lord." Mu Han saluted.

"Huh? Do you see that I do not kneel?" Duan Yunyun raised her eyes, her eyes showing a cold glow.

"As the First Holy Maiden, the next Holy Lord, I have the right not to kneel." Mu Hanxin said lightly.

"Who said you were the First Holy Maiden?" Duan Yunyun said coldly.

"No one needs to say that Li Yingying is dead, my Mu Hanxin is naturally the first saint, and Yun Chuchu was also captured by me." Mu Hanxin said proudly.

"You intercepted it from Li Yingying." Duan Yunyun snorted coldly.

"It's not important, it's the result that matters, I'm standing in front of you now, and that's the end result." Mu Han said in his heart.

"But have you ever thought that this is not the result that this Holy Lord wants to see?" Duan Yunyun's tone carried a hint of murderous intent.

As soon as her words fell, she raised her hand and pinched a magic seal, and suddenly a spiritual power net shrouded her from all directions, binding Mu Hanxin.

"Is the Lord jealous of me? Because you can't control me?" Mu Hanxin mocked, and did not make a senseless struggle.

"Perhaps, in the Flying Snow Palace, there can only be one master, that is, this Holy Lord, and there can only be one will, that is, the will of this Holy Lord, if you want to fight against this Holy Lord, then I can only let you disappear." Duan Yunyun was murderous.

Then at this moment, Duan Yunyun raised his hand and pointed to the ground.

Suddenly, a formation lit up on the ground and split to both sides.

Below, there is a cold pool.

Duan Yunyun slapped in the air and pushed Mu Hanxin down, and then a boulder fell from above the main hall, completely crushing her to the bottom of the cold pool.

Immediately, the ground was restored to its original state.

"Under this cold pool, there is another humanoid ice sculpture." Duan Yunyun sneered and muttered to herself.

At this moment, she turned her head to look at the spiritual power bag.

Immediately, as soon as she raised her hand, the seal of the spiritual power bag opened, and Yun Chuchu appeared from it.

Duan Yunyun stared at Yun Chuchu, then was stunned for a moment, and then the surprise in his eyes became stronger and stronger.