The cold wind blows, and the snow seals the city.

Another three months passed, and snow was accumulating here.

In the past, the snow at the border passes would come earlier than the next year, and the cold winter would be longer than the time in the gates.

It's just that this year, it's even colder......

The peach blossoms in the pass have all withered and are covered with a thick layer of snow.

Without Su Mo sitting in Peach Mountain, those peach trees would no longer be able to bloom in all seasons......

The castle was peaceful and quiet, and it seemed that everything was as good as ever.

The snow was a little poignant.

Ten thousand households are on fire, and Su Mo outside the city is still killing endlessly, and the bones of the demon beasts on the ground have already piled up as if they are about to be as high as the city.

If it weren't for the Guancheng, even if the road was filled with corpses and bones, the demon beasts would have been able to set foot in the Guancheng.

The bones were frozen stiff in the wind and snow, and the crimson beast blood reflected a bewitching red in the bright wind and snow.

Su Mo stepped on the mountain of corpses and bones, firmly guarding the battle. The sword of stars in his hand had already condensed with blood crystals, and in the white snow, it was extremely demonic.

Above the city, the sound of war drums never stopped......

Wu Qian beat the war drums, but his eyes never left the figure for a moment.

It seems that Su Mo, who should have been tired for a long time, has been able to support himself for some reason. There seems to be a strong smell of incense lingering on its body, which does not disperse for a long time......

And the reason why Su Mo was able to survive seemed to come from the strange power in the smell of incense.

......

It's New Year's Eve, and the lights are bright.

Strangely, there is no one in every house, and the city is full of empty alleys......

And in the peach blossom pass, which stretches for millions of miles, I don't know when temples have been built. It seems that every village and every town has this temple.

There are no more temples in the entire Peach Blossom Pass, and some are just the temples of eternal life.

In the original temple, the idol enshrined in the temple had long since been replaced by the seat of a young man dressed in white.

The man in white in the statue is holding a long sword, as if standing before the world.

Temples without immortal statues also have a portrait of a white robe.

Outside all the temples of eternal life, people were standing......

It turned out that the reason for the empty alleys in the city was that everyone had arrived in front of their respective immortal temples.

The cold snow is falling, and the incense in the temple is bright......

Everyone walked into the temple in turn, and they were all silent.

After silently putting on the incense and candles, he walked out of the temple, knelt in the snow, and bowed down to the immortal statue.

Su Mo stayed outside the gate alone, and the disciples of Taoshan all returned to the gate to guard thousands of households......

In the desolate demon pass, which stretches for millions of miles, countless people already know the white clothes outside the pass.

They knew that Childe was still outside the gate.

This New Year's night was supposed to be a reunion of all families.

But the boy in white is still alone outside the gate, and he has been fighting sleeplessly for half a year......

... Alone, I held up such a peaceful New Year for them.

......

"Grandpa, what are we asking for?"

A little boy, led by a rickety old man, walked into the Temple of Eternal Life.

He was ignorant, he didn't know anything, he just felt that the New Year's Eve in this level was no longer the same as usual.

The old man took three sticks of incense, lit them on the candle flame, and put them into the little boy's hands.

"Don't ask for anything, I just hope that the demon beast will retreat sooner......"

"I can let Childe go back to the city earlier."

The little boy took the incense blankly, and followed the old man to bow deeply to the immortal statue.

In previous years, all those who wore incense had something to ask for.

But today, they have nothing to seek but to wish......

They are looking forward to the early receding of the beast tide, and they are looking forward to the son returning to the city as soon as possible.

Among the thousands of households in thousands of towns, in front of the statue of immortality standing in the wind and snow, the same vision is constantly sounding.

The burning incense carried their wishes, fluttered in the wind, blew out of the gate, and gathered on Su Mo's body.

The aura of incense permeated and turned into the power of Taoist incense.

The world has not seen it, ninety-nine pieces scattered all over the world on the Emperor Throne Incense God Monument, that Su Changsheng's three words are different from the names of other Emperor Incense......

......

The cold wind blew the snow, and a dark red blood frost condensed on the city.

Wu Qian, who was beating the drums in the city, was exhausted, but the drumsticks in her hands never stopped.

The weak body stood in the wind and snow, and the thin long skirt was blown up, fluttering with persistence......

It's just that her eyes fell on the white clothes outside the gate, obsessed and attached.

It seems that in the past few years of following Su Mo, she has seen too many scenery that she has never seen before, and she also understands why her son-in-law is so complicated.

He was born different from the people of this world.

Shusheng looked at Su Mo outside the gate, raised his head, looked at the sky, and slowly shook his head.

Half a year, it's been half a year since this beast tide hit.

Su Mo didn't rest for a moment, but who knew that Su Mo had already exhausted his strength......

Now what Su Mo is showing is no longer his own cultivation power, but the smell of incense from the Guannei.

The rich smell of incense turned into inexplicable mental power, supporting Su Mo's body.

Su Mo was already numb at the moment, and only pieces of demon beast corpses fell to the ground under his sword in his eyes......

He didn't know why he hadn't fallen yet, but it seemed that there was a strange force from the underworld, supporting him to continue to guard the city.

He didn't know what that strange smell of incense was, but it was so mysterious.

In his spiritual sea, the book of life and death was filled with Taoist incense and green smoke, as if there was an indescribable weirdness......

The aura of those incense became stronger and stronger, and under the intervention of the book of life and death, it became a kind of divine power similar to spiritual power, but not the same.

This kind of divine power continued to pour into Su Mo's body, which had an impact on Su Mo's two cultivation powers.

In the constant change of this influence, Su Mo's divine thoughts seemed to be no longer the same as before.

Slowly... He seemed to be able to see the appearance of the people in the gate offering incense to him, and the words of anticipation also came from his ears.

It seems that the statues of immortality are actually tied to him......

And the immortal statues seem to have become his clones in the world, and they are all Su Mo.

In a trance and numbness, Su Mo suddenly saw hundreds of pairs of particularly prominent demon eyes in his eyes.

The hundreds of pairs of demon eyes stood extremely far away, as if they were thousands of miles away.

The eyes of the white twin demon beasts seemed to be shining with a gloomy glow, containing a monstrous aura!

That's hundreds...... Sleepy Beast!

The Shusheng and Wu Qian above the Guancheng also saw the hundreds of trapped beasts at the same time in an instant, and their faces suddenly changed drastically......

However, the hundreds of trapped beasts did not come to attack the city as they expected.

Instead, after just taking a deep look at Su Mo, he raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, turned his head and disappeared into the night.

In an instant, the entire endless herd of beasts disappeared into the night like a low tide.

This beast tide that has been besieging the city for half a year is actually on this New Year's night...

...... Retreat!

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