In the sky above the snowy region, there is gradually a rare haze, as if the innermost source of pollution is constantly spreading outward.

The Terran monks, suppressed by the invisible heavy suffocating atmosphere, often stopped and looked ahead, looking for suspicious spots.

Here, being a stranger to every monk becomes fair.

The magic weapons of the monks can restrain the blood.

Originating from the fear of the human race for the blood of things from other worlds, the magic weapons cast in the past generations have mysterious materials that are not passed down to the outside world, specifically to restrain evil spirits.

The Terran monks who were possessed by the blood mounds a few days ago were all attacked without noticing.

Once the Terran monks are fully defended, the blood wall can only be a spiritual resource that the Terran monks compete for.

What really made the monks hesitate was the danger from their fellow human race, and the fact that for these people only existed in the legendary forbidden land of magic.

Ever since the Nine Saints created the Dao system based on spiritual power, magic and energy have been ancient.

Those monks who tirelessly pursue the power of magic and arcane are regarded as evil and deviant, and are not tolerated by the righteous path of the world.

Fenglan Edgeworth fell to the ground, and there were two more shadows in the snow.

"Don't be nervous, my friend.

Here, I am more familiar than you.

The red snakeskin on your body will absorb the magical energy here.

A true archmage will transfer magical energy to the talisman path, which seems to be real and not real, and seems to be illusory but not illusory."

A familiar voice came from my ears, much gentler.

Fenglan looked around,

A few zhang away on the left are the king of ten thousand people, Ji Daren, Yi Xiaoyao, Cong does not give up,

A few zhang away on the right are Bao Ping'an, Xing Xiaodian, and Zhuo's brothers and sisters.

Li Feiyun and Xiong Potian are more than ten zhang away in front of them, and the two are more than ten zhang away.

Everyone else was more than ten zhang away in the rear.

These distances are not safe, but if you are careless, someone will definitely find the clues.

Feng Lan lowered her voice and admonished, "You'd better put away your curiosity. Kill me, and you won't survive."

"This was once a prosperous ancient city, prosperous and full of life.

Time, it should have been a long, long time ago.

Until a thin and sick boy appeared, the plague raged, the plants withered, and the flesh and blood were polluted,

This has become the birthplace of the ancient witch clan and the birthplace of purgatory on earth.

It's been a long, long time, so long that I have forgotten how many generations of great sacrifices the ancient witch clan has inherited,

A young man who walked out of the mountains and forests, holding a giant axe that opened the sky, regarded himself as a descendant of the gods, and destroyed the ancient witch clan with the power of destroying the withering and decaying,

Turn this place into a forbidden place of extinction where the five elements are reversed, yin and yang are reversed, and magic is chaotic.

Then, as the Chosen Son and the noble bloodline of the Demon Blood, the young man became the new master, and made the most powerful Heavenly Demon Sect of the generation to guard the snowy region."

The voice in his ear paused for a long time, and slowly continued, "If there is still a possibility for the Heavenly Demon Clan to come back, then that passage must be in this area."

"Is that eye still there?"

The narration in my ears turned into an uncertain murmur.

Feng Lan asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"I am a poor man who has gone the wrong way, a complete sinner." A sad and indignant voice sounded in his ears, "Damn the contract, ruined the sacred Heavenly Demon Clan."

"Huh?"

Feng Lan heard a little eyebrows, and was about to ask, but the shadow was gone.

The sky is broken, and the warning is issued.

Fenglan quickly stepped forward to converge.

Thirteen zhang away, a pale red corpse, mostly hidden in the snow, did not prevent him from seeing that he was a human race.

The gray coarse cloth shirt on the corpse seemed to be woven from thin gray insects.

The corpse was intact, and it was impossible to tell by what means of death.

Bao Ping'an said softly, "Who is so bold and dares to go alone?"

"I'll go take a look."

The wind is deep

Take a deep breath of the icy cold air of the snowy region and walk through it one step at a time.

A warning voice sounded: "Be careful, he's not dead. He seems to know a little bit about the arcane magic of magic."

Fenglan's steps were very steady, as if he had expected this.

He secretly urged the latent energy on his left arm, and a warm current slowly flowed through his body, and his blood continued to heat up.

Suddenly I saw a corpse floating up from the snow,

A human head is torn apart,

Ten fingers are constantly getting longer, and fast-growing nails are curled in spiral lines,

The pointed bulge of the back,

The chest was torn to the sides,

The arms and legs are constantly ossified and split, almost like a brush of white bones.

"Lady ......"

Fenglan shouted, and the whole person stiffened, and the pestle was in place.

This scene is exactly the same as the change that happened to the old man in Flame City four years ago.

This shout seemed to make the mutant monster understand, and its throat let out a strange whining sound.

Immediately afterwards, it turned around and slid away, like a flying fish swimming in the depths of the ocean.

"Xiaolan." Yun Lie called.

Feng Lan slammed the seven-star fairy sword in his hand and sighed.

Yun Lie said softly, "He...... I seem to know about it!"

Feng Lan said, "Before the mutation, he was not an old warrior monk."

Yun Lie nodded slightly, indicating that the two of them wanted to go together.

Yun Lie added, "In Flame City, there is also a mysterious person named Xuan, who is a guest of the City Lord's family."

A cold air flashed on Fenglan's face, and a sinister aura suddenly grew.

"You should be able to think of the three of them, Xuanlang, Xuanlong, and Xuanlong, there must be a connection.

In fact, they are of the same vein as ancient witches, blessed by the Archmage of the Terran race, and exist in secret identities."

Yun Lie is the son-in-law of the city lord, and he has also stabbed the city lord, so it is not surprising that he knows these top secrets.

The others had already come near, and he said no more, but whispered, "Don't be reckless, take your time."

At this moment, warning sounds were heard in the southeast one after another.

Everyone rushed over immediately.

The disciples of the Demon Sect wanted to sneak attack, but seeing that they were detected by the disciples of the righteous path, they had the tendency to encircle and chose to retreat in an orderly manner.

"Catch up."

Qi Hongxue said angrily.

She was seriously injured by the disciples of the Demon Sect, and at this moment she recovered to six or seven percent, and she had to find the field in a hurry.

"Senior sister, stop your anger." Yun Lie dissuaded, "There are many mysterious things happening here, and it is not appropriate to open up a battlefield."

"What Senior Brother Yun said makes sense." Zeng Yuantu echoed, "Demon Sect demons are already proficient in demonic arts. In this mysterious place, there is absolutely no victory in the method of the righteous path, and the demon cult and demon magic may be like a fish in water. We need to be patient."

Feng Lan noticed this Zeng Yuantu, and never took the initiative to speak first, but his judgment of things was extremely accurate, and he should say it word for word.

"Zeng Yuantu is much more powerful than the ugly ghost Yuan Xuanji."

Fenglan formed such a cognitive result, and naturally thought a little more about Zeng Yuantu.

It's just that the Demon Sect is so harassing, and it's not a solution.

When the righteous path disciples withdrew together, they began to discuss ways to deal with the Demon Sect.

Feng Lan is someone who will not trust the Yuan Shi Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Yes, he remained silent.

Unexpectedly, when the two sides withdrew from the forbidden land and returned to the ice cave, the Yuan Shimen and the Yang family clashed again.

No one knows why.

In the end, the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect made a move and cooperated with the Yuan Shimen to repel the Yang family in Zhongzhou.

On the right side, it can be said that it is divided and scattered.

If it weren't for the fact that the disciples of the two factions of the Heavenly Dragon Hall and the Palm Heaven Sect had always fought together to stabilize the basic situation, the Demon Sect would have been able to gather and annihilate the other cultivation forces that claimed to be righteous in one battle.

The strife has just stopped here.

The Heavenly Sword Sect clashed with the other Xiuzhen forces.

This time, yes

Hear clearly.

The Xiuzhen Sect called the Snow Mountain Sword Sect had two disciples killed by the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The Snow Mountain Sword Sect rushed to the two elders who were at the peak of the divine artistic conception, and they wanted to ask for an explanation.

"With these rabble, they will be misguided." Feng Lan said, "It's better to send them away all at once."

"Hehe, there will only be more and more people who have already arrived and are coming, and dead people will become the norm." Bao Ping'an smiled strangely, "Next, if you have a little more kindness, that kindness will be the sharpest sword to kill you."

It really made him right.

At three o'clock, all the scattered disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Hall and the Heavenly Sect arrived.

Some of the people who belong to the Fenglan Good People Alliance also rushed here.

This makes the situation even more complicated.

Feng Lan understands that if he wants to command the heroes, he is afraid that he will not be able to even achieve the apparent calm before.

How to make good use of the cultivation power of those who have scheming intentions, have the city government, and can still show loyalty to themselves is the most important thing.

In this mysterious and dangerous place, even if it is a pile of human lives, the value of useful people is extremely high.

Feng Lan learned from Bao Ping'an that the Palm Heaven Sect would not send anyone over again.

That is to say, only the sixty-nine disciples of the Heavenly Sect led by Xie Jiuzhen are the mainstay.

On the side of the Heavenly Dragon Palace, there are a total of forty-one people who know and know because of the first.

There were already few people from the Heavenly Dragon Palace, and after the elders entered the Genting Heavenly Palace, the disciples were even fewer.

The number of people from the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Yuan Shi Sect is still increasing, and the total number of people has reached more than three hundred.

Each sect and faction, each family and its own lineage, who is in charge of whom, is a long-standing and difficult thing.

Feng Lan watched coldly.

From the perspective of the master's order, he should obey the dispatch of the fourth senior brother Ye Chengfeng.

In terms of age and the order of Taoism, the Palm Heaven Sect is headed by Xie Jiuzhen, who is at the beginning of the foundation realm.

However, Li Feiyun, Wanwang Wang, Bao Ping'an and others were full of resentment towards Dingtianfeng, and they didn't take the initiative to speak.

Similarly, they were also full of the same resentment towards Ye Chengfeng.

Funnily enough, everyone in the world knows about it.

A little later, more than 100 people such as Gu Feng rushed over.

This group of people, at present, still recognizes Fenglan, the leader of the alliance, and tells many things along the way.

Feng Lan was keenly aware that what Gu Feng and the others were most worried about should be the forces of the upcoming Seven Xuanmen.

Feng Lan opened his mouth and said, "Fourth Senior Brother, we should give way."

Ye Chengfeng sighed, as if he didn't expect that the junior brother who was determined to be strong would retreat.

Feng Lan explained, "We have few people, and we are weak. The main attack is in this direction, and it should be given up."

Ye Chengfeng pondered for a moment and said, "I'll discuss it with Senior Brother Xie and see what Senior Brother has to say."

Half an hour later, the disciples of the Heavenly Sect and the Heavenly Dragon Palace, as well as the cultivation forces of the two factions, moved eastward at the same time, giving way to the ice cave in the best position.

The Yuan Shi Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect were the ones who took the lead and occupied the main position.

It was just getting dark.

The Demon Sect disciples sought an opportunity to pounce.

Xuanwu's precise deployment was to retreat immediately after besieging Fenglan.

That knows, collide with the people of the Yuan Shimen and the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Seeing that the war had begun, Feng Lan immediately suggested, "We should immediately enter the forbidden land and open up a shelter as a basis for exploring this forbidden land."

He ignored the crowd and quickly descended into darkness.

Gourd Feng and the others decisively followed.

Fenglan has always been elusive, if this forbidden land is really an ancient city, then there are corresponding moats, city walls, and city gates, as long as you find traces, everything will have a clue.