After Han Qing saw this figure clearly, his face was surprised.

"Su warned you again, and immediately return my Ling'er to me." Su Mu's voice was like gold and iron, and his sword intent was vertical and horizontal.

It's like countless immortal swords, constantly cutting through this void.

However, when the sound covered the millions of skybridge minions, it seemed to cause a reflection, bouncing off them, and finally converging into an infinite wave of sound.

It's as if these millions of Skywalker slaves are saying the same thing at the same time.

That kind of momentum is earth-shattering.

Su Mu was just one person and one sword, facing this army of millions of skybridge slaves, and he completely overwhelmed them in momentum.

Han Qing's eyes flickered, like this kind of coverage of the sound sword, these skybridge slaves should have fallen in large swaths.

But obviously, Su Mu didn't do it because he didn't want to hurt them.

More precisely, he didn't want to hurt them, the one he was looking for.

Han Qing thought of the scene where Su Mu's gaze constantly swept over the face of the skybridge slave before.

The Ling'er in his mouth should be the person he is looking for, and he has been looking for thousands of years.

At this moment, the giant sword in front of Su Mu suddenly burst out with a dazzling light and slashed towards the mountain of ghosts.

In an instant, the incomparably rich aroma of wine permeated every corner of the void, making the entire void hazy.

In that hazy space, there seems to be a realm of its own.

In an instant, the giant sword slashed down and turned into a boundless dragon that wanted to slash everything.

It's like no life can exist in this sword intent of destruction.

But at this moment, a cold snort sounded from the rotten hall.

In an instant, the cold air in this void exploded in an instant, reaching the extreme.

That boundless dragon-like sword intent was directly frozen in an instant, turning into a huge ice sculpture.

Immediately after, this void became a world shrouded in cold mist.

Moreover, it turned from virtual to real, and it was all frozen.

Everywhere the eye looks, they freeze.

However, the ice that formed was not formed by the freezing of water, and it seems to be an extremely cold frozen soil.

On it, it not only exudes endless cold, but also exudes a very strong fairy aura.

Compared to those immortal lands before, it is too much surpassed.

"Phaseless Ancient Domain, Extreme Cold Emperor." Ning Xueying was trembling all over, and couldn't help but speak in a trembling voice, as if she had seen something amazing.

At this moment, she directly took out the token and was about to give up everything and leave.

However, she instantly discovered that the power of the teleportation was also completely frozen like this void.

"It's impossible, it's impossible, the Extreme Cold Emperor of the Phaseless Ancient Domain had already fallen when the Sky Bridge was destroyed by the Lord of Fahrenheit."

"It is said that his immortal corpse was also refined into a plastic immortal pagoda by the Hua family."

"His immortal soul was also refined into an immortal treasure extremely cold soul lamp by the Hua family."

"All of his followers, as well as his nine generations of bloodline, have all been extracted and refined into a river of heavenly souls."

"So, there's no way he's going to live."

Ning Xueying was already shocked to the extreme, as if she was insane, and kept talking to herself.

When Han Qing heard her words to herself, her heart was also shocked.

And just when this piece of nothingness was frozen in this frozen land, all the skybridge slaves began to roar and rushed towards Su Mu.

"There is no phase realm in me, life and death are not up to the sky, the soul is eternal, and the fate is completely cut off." A voice of vicissitudes came from the decaying hall.

Su Mu was silent and suddenly laughed wildly.

His laughter was tinged with sadness, anger, and absoluteness.

"So eternal, what's the use?" Su Mu roared.

At this moment, he waved his hand suddenly, and the endless sword intent erupted, and the army of those skybridge slaves who rushed fiercely were all shocked and flew out.

"I just want to take my Ling'er away, don't force me, get out of here!" Su Mu said fiercely.

At this moment, Su Mu raised the wine jar and poured a sip of wine, then spewed out, and then slashed out nine swords in an instant.

The sword intent of these nine swords swept across the void in an instant.

Then, these nine sword intents instantly fused together, turned into a sword soul, and slashed towards that soul mountain.

"Boom Boom"

As soon as this sword soul intent approached that ghost mountain, it was instantly frozen and then collapsed.

After collapsing eight times, the last sword soul intent broke through all the barriers and slashed at the decaying hall.

In an instant, the hall trembled as if it was about to collapse.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out in the hall, and with a slight wave, this terrifying sword soul intent actually dissipated directly.

With a "poof", a large amount of blood spurted out of Su Mu's mouth and nose, and his face was distorted like a ghost.

"Give me back Ling'er." Su Mu yelled bitterly.

Han Qing looked at this scene, his heart trembling.

He felt that in Su Mu's body, he seemed to see his own shadow.

And Ning Xueying next to her, her pretty face has lost her color.

"Wine Sword Immortal Su Mu, but the generation of Sword Immortals who have risen in the past thousands of years, why is the old man in the hall exactly the same as the portrait of the Extremely Cold Emperor?"

Outside the hall, an old man appeared, his head full of silver hair, wearing a silver robe, and a pair of vicissitudes of life, as if containing endless cold stars.

"Since you are so persistent, the old man will give you a chance, as long as you kill these skybridge slaves in one to a hundred hours, then, the old man can summon your woman out and meet you."

"And the old man can tell you very clearly, among these bridge slaves, there is no woman of yours."

When Su Mu heard this, he suddenly raised his head, and his eyes turned red.

And at this moment, the boundless skybridge slaves all roared and rushed towards them.

"Die!"

Su Mu let out a low roar, and the sword intent was promoted to the extreme, instantly enveloping nothingness.

Suddenly, a large area of the body of the sky-stepping bridge slave exploded and disappeared into nothingness.

And Su Mu's terrifying killing intent has already set off a wave of destruction of everything.

Like a killing god, he rushed into the army of the bridge slaves and began to kill.

"Eleven, twelve, thirteen......" At this time, there was another girl beside the old man, who was counting with a strange expression on her face.