Snowflakes keep falling.

The barren ice fields will always be like that, without the slightest bit of life.

The bare soles of their feet stepped on the snow on the ground, leaving no trace.

She is an ice spirit incarnated by ice and snow.

She is a part of the snow herself, and how can she leave her mark when she steps on the ground?

Day after day, year after year.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and no matter how beautiful the aurora is, people will get tired of seeing it.

Looking through the falling snow, the huge city is reflected in the ice-blue eyes.

She had never been to a human place.

In the past 600,000 years, countless people have broken into this frozen ice field, wanting to end her life and seize her soul ring and soul bones.

Unfortunately, without exception, these people are dead.

Turned into an ice sculpture and rests here forever.

The greed and brutality of human beings also made her have a heartfelt disgust for this kind of creature.

She was different from other soul beasts.

The other soul beasts were all born and raised by their parents, and they all had the same race as themselves.

And she was born and raised, and she was the only one in the entire snowfield, and there was no one of her kind.

She didn't know what the point of her existence was.

I just want to live.

She had never experienced the longing for life from the bones of other soul beasts, and it was precisely because she did not have this experience that she would doubt the meaning of life.

Until some time ago, she was severely injured by a human.

That was the first time she experienced what she called "emotions".

Fear, pain, anger, reluctance, and the desire to continue living.

As the power of the sun roamed through her body, destroying her vitality and melting her pain, the despair of watching herself walk into death was something she never wanted to experience again.

Along with despair, there is hope.

At her most anxious, she meets someone who can save her.

The colorful flame in his hand was the only warmth that he never hated.

Humans yearn for heat and warmth, while the Snow Maiden is the opposite.

The colored flames engulfed the scorching Sun Sword Qi.

For the first time, she experienced what it was like to feel the warmth of what it was like to be human.

She will always miss that feeling.

From this, she also became curious about the boy who rescued her that day, she had never felt such a way about humans.

So she condensed her snow liquid into an Emperor Snow Order, nominally to save his life, but in fact, she used this token to quietly pay attention to human society.

She followed Xiao Ye's steps out of this land favored by the goddess of ice and snow.

She has seen human society and has a deeper understanding of human beings.

People are not the same from each other, just like soul beasts and soul beasts.

In other words, humans are a higher class of soul beasts, and they will also kill each other because they compete for resources.

The direct Emperor Snow Order was shattered.

Her mind returned to her original form.

The contrast between the cookie-cutter snowfields and the colorful continents created the idea for the first time to get out and about.

However, the battle with Qiandaoliu caused her to be severely damaged by the artifact Angel Holy Sword, and now the origin has not been completely repaired.

She has seen the strength of the top human powerhouses, but she is also worried about whether she can come back after going out.

On this ice field, she still has the ability to fight back, once she goes out and meets the old man again, I'm afraid she will never have a chance to survive.

Just when the Snow Emperor was thinking about this.

A turquoise figure came to the white-haired girl's side through the wind and snow.

This is an incomparably gorgeous blue ice scorpion.

"Sister, I feel a familiar aura, as long as we can devour it completely, we can repair the origin we lost in the last war."

Snow Emperor sat down on her cold, hard shell and stroked her back.

Countless killing machines are coming from all directions.

The orange petals pierced through the snow-white snow, striking them like sharp knives.

A little bit in the air, the cold wind suddenly rolled up, and every falling snowflake was like a sharp blade, and the petals collided with each other to make a crisp sound.

A huge ghost hand grabbed the Ice Emperor's huge body directly from the ground.

In the next second, the ghost hand turned into an ice cube, and then was Douluo from the Ice Emperor.

His eyes instantly turned blood-red, and the Ice Emperor felt a familiar aura.

Seven soul rings hung high in the sky, turning into seven rounds of scorching sun.

The snow and ice on the ground melted in an instant.

The grass sprouted in an instant.

The golden soul power enveloped the surroundings, and then turned into a wall engraved with golden god patterns, completely isolating the space.

The Snow Emperor jumped off the Ice Emperor's body.

The soles of the feet are hot, as if stepping on the sun.

She felt that her strength had been greatly weakened.

And the Ice Emperor also turned into a blue-haired girl and stood by the side of the Snow Emperor.

"Tsk, what two rare beauties."

"The beautiful passing is the most admirable and helpless, I can't bear to destroy you with your own hands."

The delicate fragrance diffused within the barrier, and the sweet smell concealed the cold killing intent under the scorching sun.

The golden chrysanthemums bloomed and swayed wantonly on the land, and this sea of flowers made the Ice Emperor, who saw this scene for the first time, stunned for a moment.

The "beauty" dressed in plain white appeared in the sea of flowers with a blooming chrysanthemum, and nine soul rings rose up on his body one after another, marking his identity - the top powerhouse in the human race Title Douluo.

"Hmph, Chrysanthemum Pass, don't be sad here. If you don't take this battle seriously, you may not know who will die. ”

The eerie ghost aura condensed into a middle-aged man in black, although he did not show his soul ring, but his aura had to steadily suppress the head of this Flower Douluo.

The Ice Emperor looked at Yueguan expressionlessly, just raised a hand, and in the next second, the cold wind directly blew away the chrysanthemums in the garden, and countless remnant flowers danced with the wind.

The corners of Yueguan's mouth are slightly hooked.

Suddenly, the petals seemed to come to life, and under the operation of Yueguan, they directly broke through the blockade of the cold wind and stabbed straight towards the people in the field.

The Ice Emperor snorted coldly, and placed his palm on the ground.

The huge soul power instantly covered the ground with a layer of hoarfrost, and huge icicles poured out directly from the ground and stabbed towards Yueguan and the ghost, but they were easily dodged by the two.

Icicles intertwined to form a shield, and the petals of the sky collided with a sharp sound.

The Snow Emperor closed his eyes, centered on her, and the ground turned into frozen ground again, but the power of ice and snow could not tear this realm apart, even if the Ice Emperor also released his own realm and merged into it, it was useless.