If the Autumn Array, as a killing formation, has made it difficult for a group of Super Douluo to resist, then the Winter Array, as a lore formation, even the lives of Long Xiaoyao and their Extreme Douluo are enough to threaten.

You must know that with the mecha, they are not ordinary Super Douluo and Extreme Douluo, but divine officers and third-level gods, but despite this, this Four Seasons Reincarnation Array can still easily trap and kill them.

The god-level array is worthy of its name.

As soon as the Winter Array appeared, the artistic conception of winter was all over the peach forest.

Streams of cold snow-white sword light emanated from the peach branches, forming a fierce swordsman in a white robe.

These peach forest swordsmen are in a phantom state like the flower demon, but their strength should not be underestimated.

In the snowstorm, a group of white-clothed swordsmen swung their swords and swept towards the Snow Emperor, Gu Yuena and others.

The Snow Emperor's eyes were slightly condensed, and these white-clothed swordsmen had a wisp of winter artistic conception on them, which made the power of the sword very powerful, so that she did not dare to underestimate it.

And Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui even summoned the mecha to put it on, and released the martial soul with all their might.

The huge Dark Holy Dragon True Body and Demon Golem True Body appeared in the peach forest.

The dark power and death power of the two have improved significantly compared to before entering the secret realm, and they are not far from the threshold of comprehending the artistic conception.

The two of them looked at the Snow Emperor one after another, and said: "The opportunity to observe the artistic conception of winter is rare, so we will block these white-clothed swordsmen, Snow Emperor, you understand it well!" ”

As he spoke, the Dragon Emperor Mecha and the Death Reaper Mecha were dressed on their bodies one after another, blending into the huge martial soul true body behind them, and the two martial soul true bodies lay in front of them, blocking the wind and snow sword qi.

Seeing this, the Snow Emperor slanted, and immediately looked at the group of white-clothed swordsmen seriously.

There are a total of thirty-three white-clothed swordsmen, although their forms are similar, but the swordsmanship they perform is different, but they are all very exquisite, containing a hint of winter artistic conception in them.

The artistic conception of winter includes the artistic conception of ice, snow, frost and so on, and its level is still above the general attribute artistic conception.

In these exquisite swordsmanship, the Snow Emperor suddenly discovered something that he had not comprehended before.

Just like the different swordsmanship, the artistic conception of winter displayed by these white-clothed swordsmen also has its own characteristics.

Some pay attention to ice, and with a sword, the cold air follows, freezing the world and the earth, the power is no less than the extreme ice, even Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui dare not be careless.

And some pay attention to the snow, the sword shadow is like a snowflake, falling in the vast, ethereal dust, without the slightest killing intent, but killing people invisibly.

What's more, with the artistic conception of withering and death, winter comes, everything withers and ends, and the vast expanse is blank and lifeless.

Ye Xishui sensed a hint of death in it, and while resisting the sword move, he seriously realized it.

Just like the martial soul attributes of the two, Long Xiaoyao chose to comprehend the dark artistic conception, while Ye Xishui chose the artistic conception of death.

In the Four Seasons Reincarnation Array, there are four artistic conceptions of spring, summer, autumn and winter, which include many kinds of artistic conceptions, and the artistic conception of death is one of them.

In the autumn array before, Ye Xishui felt a trace of death in the autumn wind, but it was too ethereal and did not let her break through the threshold.

However, it also greatly enhanced Ye Xishui's death power, and now Ye Xishui's strength surpassed Long Xiaoyao's by more than a step.

This time, there was a trace of death in the winter array, and I am afraid that it will not be long before Ye Xishui will be able to comprehend the death conception by himself.

Long Xiaoyao looked at Ye Xishui, who was in a state of comprehension, with a smile in his eyes, helping Ye Xishui to bear more attacks.

The cycle of the four seasons, the alternation of the sun and the moon, the artistic conception contained in it naturally has light and darkness, but it is very weak, not as obvious as the artistic conception of death contained in autumn and winter.

Long Xiaoyao now only has a rough outline of the dark artistic conception, and he is far from reaching the level of comprehension.

But if Ye Xishui can comprehend the artistic conception of death, this trip will not be in vain.

The Snow Emperor, who was watching the battle between Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui, suddenly appeared with a snow-white long sword in his hand.

The snow-white long sword was three feet long, and the cold light was cold.

The Snow Emperor held a long sword and slowly danced in the air as the snow fell.

The heavy snow in the sky is even bigger, Feihong is extinct, people are extinct, and the whole land, except for the martial soul true bodies of Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui, is pure white.

Looking closely, the swordsmanship performed by the Snow Emperor is very similar to that of the thirty-three white-clothed swordsmen, with a trace of unique charm.

It is like combining thirty-three swordsmanship that contains the artistic conception of winter to create a new swordsmanship.

Approaching the stream of the core of the formation, the Ice Emperor looked at the Snow Emperor who was dancing gracefully in the air in surprise, and said, "Xue'er actually wants to comprehend this sword technique, and then comprehend the artistic conception of winter from the sword technique. ”

Saying this, a trace of worry appeared in the Ice Emperor's eyes.

The artistic conception of winter is more difficult to comprehend than her artistic conception of ice, if the Snow Emperor only comprehends the artistic conception of winter from the swordsmanship performed by a swordsman, it is definitely much easier, but such an artistic conception of winter is incomplete, only slightly better than the ordinary artistic conception of ice and snow.

Now the Snow Emperor wants to comprehend the thirty-three swordsmanship at the same time, which is equivalent to comprehending the complete artistic conception of winter, which is quite not easy.

But if he can succeed, the strength of the Snow Emperor after becoming a god will instantly reach the peak of the second-level gods.

Yun Cang said with relief: "The Snow Emperor is talented, and even the Snow Emperor's three unique soul skills have been comprehended, and he will definitely succeed." ”

The Ice Emperor also nodded, the Snow Emperor must have her confidence in doing this.

"In this way, I will be surpassed by Cher again."

The Ice Emperor puffed out her mouth, originally she broke through to the god level before the Snow Emperor, and she could be a little proud, but now she was about to be suppressed by the Snow Emperor again.

However, the two emperors of ice and snow are like sisters, and the ice emperor has no jealousy in his heart, only joy.

Yun Cang smiled slightly, stopped talking, and looked at the Snow Emperor's sword dance seriously.

The entire secret realm, the spirit stream flowing from the core beside them was no exception, all covered by heavy snow, turning into a midwinter scene.

But the cold air of midwinter did not hurt people, and many soul masters on the periphery, standing in the middle of the silver wrap, also watched the Snow Emperor's sword dance, with a trace of awe in their eyes.

The Snow Emperor comprehended the artistic conception of winter and broke through the god-level battle, but it was much better than the Ice Emperor.

In a trance, the figures of the group of white-clothed swordsmen disappeared without a trace, and Long Yao was stunned for a moment.

Ye Xishui was already sitting cross-legged in the air, falling into the realm of epiphany, and now he was alone to resist the thirty-three white-clothed swordsmen, how embarrassed and embarrassed he was.

Suddenly, all the white-clothed swordsmen were gone, and Long Xiaoyao relaxed, only to realize that the swordsmanship that the Snow Emperor was dancing was not the same swordsmanship that the group of white-clothed swordsmen had beaten themselves very embarrassed?

The strength of this group of white-clothed swordsmen is not strong, and they can't threaten Long Xiaoyao alone, but as soon as the number increases, the power of the sword technique increases exponentially.

Thirty-three people attacked together, which made the dragon with the strength of a third-level god even more embarrassed.