The eternal Martial God Nebula is filled with faint starlight, and the dreamy starlight makes people feel like they are in the starry sky.

The starlight is like flowing water, carrying it down.

The undulating glaciers are shining with strange lights, which is extremely beautiful.

Under the flying snow, figures stood in the wind and snow, staring intently at the top of the glacier.

Quiet, the whole heaven and earth were dead silent only the howl of the cold wind.

Where the snow falls, at the top of the glacier.

Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes, as if two cold rays passed through his bright eyes, and his eyes looked at the vast nebula in front of him.

Even if he had the power to turn over mountains and seas, his palm could collapse the heavens and the earth, but in the face of this vast nebula, Ye Chen still felt insignificant.

Looking at the dark sky, Ye Chen muttered softly, "I wonder if anyone is looking here at this moment?"

"Will the starry sky behind this world be even more vast?"

Ye Chen lowered his eyes and looked at the respectful figures below him, and said secretly: "One day, I will take them out of this world and look at the starry sky outside this world!"

Standing quietly on the top of the glacier, Ye Chen stood on the snow wadd, his body seemed to be as light as nothing, and he had not left any traces on the snow wadding.

After three days of meditation, Ye Chen was like an eternal piece of ice, his whole body was filled with a cold aura, and his expression was cold, as if there seemed to be nothing in the world that could shake him any longer.

Raising his eyes, Ye Chen stared at the Martial God Nebula for a moment, and the surging chill in his body became stronger and stronger.

Until a moment later, the whole world seemed to be covered with snow.

In the flying snow, Ye Chen muttered: "Although the snow is beautiful, it is destined to become water at the moment it falls!"

"If the water is cold, it can turn into ice!"

"This move is against the sky, so the cold of ice can freeze the heavens and the earth!"

The snow fluttered like a butterfly between the heavens and the earth, and Ye Chen took a few steps forward. The long hair of Rumo is dyed white.

Chaoru green silk twilight into snow is nothing more than this, the qilin sword gently flashed a crisp sword groan, and the floating sword shadow swayed out in vain in the wind and snow, and fell lightly on Ye Chen's hand.

The slender sword fingers clasped the hilt of the sword, and Ye Chen's body moved with the snow, and a dark sword light like water flashed in the wind and snow.

Seeing this scene, many warriors secretly wondered, why did the five generations dance their swords at this moment if they didn't want to condense their original bodies?

However, when they noticed the sword light, their eyes changed. Immediately immersed in it and unable to extricate yourself.

What kind of sword style is this? It is unpretentious and simple, but many warriors have seen some clues in it.

The snow floc falling around was like an elf, beating with Ye Chen's sword light, and the snow floc as thin as a silkworm wing slashed across the sharp tip of the sword and shattered in half.

"Why do I feel a different kind of gentleness in the hands of the five generations of murderous sword styles?"

A woman with a delicate face like a bright moon muttered softly.

"But I feel an inexplicable sadness!" a middle-aged martial artist muttered, his eyes filled with a faint vicissitudes.

A man dances a sword. Millions of people looked at each other, but they saw a million different charms.

The eyes of the three generations were slightly narrowed, and his eyes were like lightning, and he could see more thoroughly than the martial artists present. Whenever the sword light dissipated, he noticed that there was a wisp of ice rules lingering on the Qilin Sword between heaven and earth, and the weakest one was integrated into Ye Chen's body.

"Incorporate the rules of ice into yourself. What is he going to do?" The three generations were slightly puzzled in their hearts, but they didn't ask silently, for fear of interrupting Ye Chen.

The mind seems to be infinitely magnified. Blending into this wind and snow that colded the world and warmed people's hearts, Ye Chen had no distractions, as if he had entered the realm of selflessness, his heart moved, his sword moved, and his sword moved his snow.

Until the end, Ye Chen took out a pot of wine, drank and danced the sword.

The incomparably simple sword style has gradually changed, the incomparably complicated sword style, and the mysterious incomparable sword style.

A series of sword styles that many martial artists had never seen appeared in Ye Chen's hands, making people dazzled.

Looking at these sword styles, countless warriors couldn't help but be immersed in them, as if they had turned into a piece of snow flying in the sky, and an inexplicable feeling surged into everyone's hearts.

For all this, Ye Chen didn't know anything, just dancing swords, drinking, pot after pot, until the end, Ye Chen's face was rarely filled with a touch of alcohol, and at the same time, the surging chill in his body became more and more cold, this coldness made the three generations outside tremble.

"Condensing such terrifying ice rules, what is this kid going to do in the fifth generation?"

The three generations were a little puzzled at the moment, condensing the Origin Body would inevitably cause a vision of heaven and earth, and Ye Chen was just drinking and dancing with a sword, introducing the rules of ice into his body, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like he was condensing the Origin Body.

"This scene is somewhat familiar to me!" Moon Dance Demon muttered softly, "In the past, the sect master used to be on the top of the setting sun like this, dancing swords day after day!"

"At that time, there was also Senior Sister Li Shiyue!"

Moon Dance Evil's tone trembled in vain, he felt an inexplicable heaviness in the sword light in the sky, did the sect master think of Senior Sister Li Shiyue?

Li Shiyue! The fire unicorn's heart moved slightly, and a shadow couldn't help but appear in front of him, the woman like snow, still caressing the qin, moving and dancing the sword.

"Nizi, you have indeed left an indelible mark on Ye Chen's soul!" the Fire Qilin muttered softly.

This sword dance lasted for several days, and it was not until the moment of dawn that Ye Chen stopped, the ground was full of wine jugs, and the falling snow was already dozens of meters thick.

Collecting the sword, Ye Chen raised his hand to drag the falling snow floc, "Drunk and know that the wine is strong, wake up and know the dream, recall the past, the most unforgettable and lonely late night with Yi Wu sword and piano." ”

"I don't know why, when I saw this snow, I remembered those years!"

Ye Chen said suddenly, turned around and walked to the top of the glacier, stepping on the snow-covered heaven and earth, chirping, like someone's cry of pain.

In just a few steps, Ye Chen seemed to be standing on the top of the glacier, the unicorn sword in his hand slipped between the palms of his hands, and plunged straight into the glacier, the fluttering snow covered the barrenness of this white world, but it could not hide the biting chill on Ye Chen's body.

With his eyes slightly closed, Ye Chen sat in the wind and snow, his martial will surging out of his body like a volcano, and at the same time, the ice rules between heaven and earth seemed to have found an outlet, frantically condensed, and in the sky above Ye Chen, it seemed to form a whirlpool.

This whirlpool, clearly visible, is like a funnel, from the bottom to the top, and the snow floc around it is swirling.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew through the heavens and the earth, and there was an immediate change between the heavens and the earth, and a layer of white and vast cold air appeared outside the gray domain, which was all cold ice rules!

"Regulate such a majestic ice rule?" The third generation of sword frowned slightly, could he eat it?

As soon as these white cold qi appeared, a layer of frost immediately condensed on the bodies of the martial artists who were watching around, and seeing this, many martial artists were secretly frightened, and they had to transport their true qi to resist this cold qi.

"Heaven and earth are cold, listen to my orders, condense!" Ye Chen's cold and crisp autumn wind sound sounded between heaven and earth, and in an instant, the cold ice rules hovering around flowed out like a flood and angry waves, all converging down towards the whirlpool above.

This is like a whirlpool of funnels, spinning from top to bottom, and the condensed ice rules are impressively implemented, in the surprised eyes of the three generations, Chi You, Xingtian and others, these ice rules are impressively integrated into Ye Chen's body, and slowly, Ye Chen's whole body gradually becomes nothing, just like the crystal clear ice, the pitch-black eyes are also like cold ice, and a chill that makes heaven and earth tremble swirls in Ye Chen's body.

The martial artists who had been immersed in Ye Chen's sword style before were awakened one after another, and looking at this scene, their eyes invariably showed a look of fanaticism.

Condensing the body of the origin of ice, the five generations began to condense the body of the origin.

In this life, being able to see Ye Chen's condensed origin body with their own eyes is the most precious treasure in this life, and it is also a special honor for them, and they can't take their eyes off it, and they are afraid of missing a single detail.

In the whirlpool, Ye Chen's martial arts will surged out, pulling the cold ice rules around him, and the surging white qi gathered together, and finally transformed into a swimming torrent, which carried out and merged into Ye Chen's body.

Until the end, the cold ice rules condensed in Ye Chen's body had reached the point where the hearts of the three generations and others were palpitating.

Staring at this scene, the three generations of sword eyebrows furrowed, extremely solemn: "This guy, does he want to condense the origin body in his body?" (To be continued.) )