After the water of the snow lake overflowed, a layer of frost formed on the ground, and the evil aura of the dead spirits that had just dispersed could be vaguely felt in the wind and snow, and the special fishy sweetness made the two of them frown in unison, even if there were more questions, at this moment Xiao Qianye also recruited mercilessly to deal with the enemy in front of him, the sound of fighting outside stimulated every nerve, he must end this battle a little faster, a little faster, only in this way can more warriors' lives be saved.

This is also the first time Cen Ge has encountered an opponent from Kunlun Mountain, different from the master's patient and gentle guidance when he was young, this son's sword is sharp and fierce, the sword wind is in the first sword blade and then the blade, as long as there is a second of slowness, he will be hit hard, the seven-turn sword style reveals a completely different power in the hands of different people, as if a new sword technique makes his heart beat, gradually, he found that the invisible sword qi around his body is haunted layer by layer, and the spell is like a spiritual snake looking for flaws accurately, But he clearly understands that this flaw is shrinking little by little until it disappears completely.

Xiao Qianye was more serious than him, but he had a strange intuition, the great priest in front of him didn't seem to go all out, because those who fell to the ground and died were not controlled by the forbidden art to become new puppets, and he had been fighting back against himself with his superb spiritual power combined with unskilled swordsmanship.

Obviously the enemy is at present, why doesn't this person die in the net? Could it be because his uncle Yun Qiushui also instilled in him the admonition of "help the world with compassion", so that the great commander of a cult wants to win himself with pure martial arts without using the terrifying power at his fingertips?

In a trance, he seemed to hear Master's meaningful question again—what is compassion?

The great priest of this alien god cult may also have his own compassion.

He was in awe for a moment, but he knew that he must not lose, otherwise Luo Qi's today would be their brother's tomorrow.

Cen Ge was also surprised by the strength of his opponent, for an eighteen-year-old boy who had only practiced in Kunlun Mountain for ten years, such a talent was amazing, no wonder it could impress His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Imperial Capital.

Is he the one who can change Higaku? A son born in a gate valve and living under the high walls of the palace, a soft-hearted and contradictory son who was taught by Kunlun Mountain, can he really change this country that regards foreign races as playthings and oppresses them in every way?

Or will it help the abuse, become another sword that will drive the alien race to a dead end?

Cen Ge's heart was full of thoughts, his mind was confused, and the movements under his feet instantly deviated, even if he realized the danger in the next second, but the white sword spirit had already seized the best opportunity and galloped towards him like light, and in an instant, a scene in the dream was clearly repeated in the bottom of his eyes, the sword wind picked up huge snowflakes, and at the moment when the wind and snow swept across his cheeks, he saw the sword light that burst out of the sky directly pierced his chest at an unexpected angle, and a blow nailed him to the smooth glacier behind him.

Blood gushed out of my heart, like gorgeous red lotus flowers dripping onto the ice.

The next moment, Cen Geyi grasped the snow-colored sword spirit, and all his spiritual power was wrapped around Xiao Qianye along the sword body - he must stop this person, the sect disciples who were controlled by the insect control technique could no longer be saved, he had to make time for Ah Qing and Feiying to escape!

Xiao Qianye wanted to withdraw the sword spirit, but this person's spiritual power was so thick that he couldn't move at all when he was stuck in the quagmire, and suddenly, a wonderful heat erupted somewhere in his body, and then turned into extreme cold in an instant, his eyes uncontrollably revealed a rare ice blue, Cen Ge gasped, and before he could see what was going on, the white sword spirit was suddenly covered with a layer of frost, and there were thin golden Sanskrit patterns like ribbons.

What is it? He instinctively asked questions, Kunlun Mountain's swordsmanship was broad and profound, and as a disciple outside the sect, he knew very little, but at this moment he clearly felt the danger and wanted to hide...... If he can't dodge, he'll be trapped completely!

But it was too late, after the other party's pupils unconsciously turned into ice blue, the ice blue frost that was exactly the same as the double pupils rose from the heart and covered the skin from point to surface, the picture in the dream finally shone into reality, those broken outlines scattered in the light and shadow were being pieced together, Cen Ge looked at Xiao Qianye hard, the face that was close in front of him changed from blurry to clear, completely dispersed the hazy mist, all the light converged one step away, Xiao Qianye's figure was shrouded in light, But he pressed his forehead in extreme pain and took a few steps back.

Just like in the dream, before the next action, he was already imprisoned in the glacier, the sound was fading, the light was slowly dimming, and time seemed to be completely ended by a powerful force at this moment, and everything came to an abrupt end.

Unlike in the dream, this time there was no warm flame to melt away the frost, only the painful Childe staggered and fell into the snow lake.

On the glacier further behind, the Grand Commander was also watching this scene in disbelief, of course, the dark department had investigated Xiao Qianye for many years, this little boy had won the first place in the disciple trial for eight consecutive sessions since the third year of entry, just the seven-turn swordsmanship known as the introductory swordsmanship could be turned in his hands to respond to all changes, in addition, he did master a lot of superb swordsmanship, only this kind of swordsmanship that made the sword spirit instantly burst out of frost and cold, and even directly sealed the opponent with a golden Sanskrit pattern is unheard of.

There was some kind of incredible look in the eyes of the great commander, and he suddenly sneered, and a trace of jealousy flashed inexplicably in his heart, it seems that the guy with a good fate is a good fate wherever he goes, Cen Ge is a disciple outside Yun Qiushui, if he is caught off guard and is frozen in ice, it can only mean that this powerful swordsmanship is not something that ordinary disciples can learn, no matter how you think that it was taught to his beloved disciples by Xiao Qianye's master alone, right?

But I can't blame others, Qianji Palace is full of corpses, as long as Cen Ge is willing, he can make these revenants become immortal warriors with an order, it is he who gave up the opportunity and finally let himself be doomed.

The Great Commander swept down from the glacier, and the target was Xiao Qianye, who was unconscious next to the snow lake, although there was no way to release the dead spirits buried in the altar for seven hundred years, but the disciples who were controlled by themselves and lost their minds would also be quickly exterminated by the White Tiger Legion, and now that Cen Ge was defeated, it was a sure thing that the White Sect was leveled by the army, he just needed to take the opportunity to get rid of Xiao Qianye, and then let Governor Gao himself arrange someone to come over and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

A strange and complicated feeling ignited in his heart, and some expectations once again turned into bubbles and burst, until the last moment, he could not wait for the legendary head of the hundred spirits to appear to save him.

Feng Ji ...... Back then, he pleaded bitterly at the Snow Lake Festival, hoping that this "god" would pull him out of hell, but now that the White Sect is under siege by the army, she still sleeps quietly at the source of the glacier, as if all the disputes in this land have nothing to do with her.

Gods, what gods! In this cruel world, only you can save yourself.

At the same moment as he jumped down, a fierce wind swept through the altar a hundred miles away, piercing his chest and slamming him into the ice!

The body that had undergone countless drug tests erupted in crushing pain, and its consciousness was shattered, falling in a daze like a bird with folded wings.

Xiao Yibai killed from the Red Lotus Altar, his physical strength was already on the verge of the limit, no wonder Cen Ge wanted to warn him not to destroy the altar, if it weren't for the ancient bloodline on his body that could control the "Wind God" left by the Heavenly Realm, those dead spirits who had been buried for seven hundred years could tear him to pieces in just a moment, he almost exhausted all his spiritual power before finally slaughtering all the dead spirits, his body was about to collapse, every bone was trembling, the blood was boiling as if it could directly break through the skin, only the will was repeatedly reminding him - he couldn't stop, Even if he stopped for a second, he didn't dare to guarantee that he still had the strength to stand up.

Thousand Machine Palace...... What the hell is going on in the Thousand Machine Palace!

He rushed out of the altar, and at first glance he saw the only woman in the messy cemetery who died smiling, under the heavy wounds, he showed a relieved smile for some reason, and he didn't have time to pay attention to who this stranger was, he immediately noticed that the familiar figure in the distance swept down from the top of the glacier, and instinctively made him make the final blow without hesitation, but he no longer had the energy to check whether the guy was dead or alive, and now he just wanted to find his brother as soon as possible, that was his only blood relative, his only brother in this world, It was the person he wanted to protect since he was a child, but in the end he was so ashamed that he was speechless.

Time passed minute by minute, and the short distance of 100 meters seemed to be as long as a century, and he finally saw his comatose brother by the snow lake, and also saw Cen Ge who was frozen in the glacier at the back.

"A Thousand Nights!" Xiao Yibai was so shocked that his heartbeat froze for a few seconds, and he rushed over to help his younger brother up and lean on his shoulder, and the empty sword that he regarded as a treasure fell to the ground, and he held the half-damaged wick tightly in his palm, muttering and remembering the girl's name.

Xiao Yibai checked his younger brother's body, and only reluctantly relieved after finding that he was not injured, he immediately wanted to check Cen Ge's condition, but only slightly closer, he was forced back by the cold air that seeped out of the special ice, he cautiously reached out and tentatively put it on the ice, but the moment his fingertips touched, a similar ice blue frost was wrapped around like a shadow, he was surprised, fortunately, the wind god was still in his sleeve, and the strange wind blew away the frost and cold that had eroded.

At this moment, Xiao Yibai's heart exploded like thunder, knowing that this was not an ice that he could unravel.

"Brother...... Brother! Suddenly, a woman's voice came out of despair, and Cen Qing, who had finally broken free from the control of the blood curse, rushed back again, only this time she could no longer get close to her brother, who had been dependent on her since childhood, and could only watch the people in the ice maintain the last moment of shock, and even the disbelief in her eyes was clearly visible.

Xiao Yibai recognized her, and at the same time heard that the soldiers of the White Tiger Legion were approaching this side, he immediately pressed down the woman who rushed over frantically, and dragged his covered mouth to the side.

"Miss Cen Qing." Xiao Yibai tried his best to control his body from falling, and in his current state, he couldn't hold down the emotionally uncontrollable woman at all, so he could only calm down and explain seriously, "I don't know what method Qianye used to freeze him inside, but you must not be able to solve this kind of ice, go quickly, he once said that he wanted me to protect you and the Flying Shadow Sect Master, and now the White Tiger army is about to come in, you guys hurry up, I'll stop them." ”

"I don't want you to save me pretend!" Cen Qing shook off his hand hysterically, Xiao Yibai was pushed by her and hit the snow lake directly, vomited a mouthful of blood, and quickly wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, he took out the white jade mask from his arms and solemnly handed it to the other party, and said, "You must go, I will find a way to save him, the Wind Demon has other people in Xifeng Village, twenty miles west of Fulong Town, to answer, you take the sect leader to find our people, if you don't want the White Sect to completely perish, you have to do your best to live, and Feiying must also live!" As long as man lives, faith will not disappear! ”

Cen Qing gasped eagerly, even though her whole body was trembling violently, the words that had once come out of her brother's mouth still pierced her heart like a sharp arrow, she held back her tears and looked at the people in the ice, and finally hugged the white jade mask tightly and chose to leave.

Xiao Yibai returned to his younger brother exhausted, and at the moment when the White Tiger Legion finally succeeded in entering the apse, Xiao Qianye, who was unconscious in his arms, suddenly woke up.

"Childe! Childe wins! The soldiers were overjoyed, looking at the great priest of the cult who was defeated by Childe on the ice at the rear, as if the invisible mountain on his shoulders had disappeared, and he raised his eyebrows and high-fived them one by one to celebrate, for so many years, this is the first time that the army has successfully set foot on the White Sect, and has broken through all kinds of defense lines by slashing the enemy all the way from the divine farmland, and this impregnable alien god cult will finally surrender to the iron hooves of mankind.

For humans, it is the end of the long night, and for aliens, it is the coming of the eternal night.

In the midst of the exhilarating celebration, only the brothers remained silent, as if they were both going through some indescribable struggle.