Seven or eight cold corpses were still parked in the wind and snow of the mountain pass, and a pair of closed, cloudy eyes looked up at the inky sky, and the purple thunder that sometimes flickered in the sky.

In the flash of lightning, two figures with their backs against the inky sky appeared in a pair of side-facing cloudy pupils, stepping on the snow.

One figure was dressed in a white gold-patterned wide-sleeved robe, with crane hair and a fairy wind bone, while the other figure lowered his head and looked closely at an ancient box with intricate golden patterns in front of him.

The robed figure gradually enlarged as he looked around at the parked corpses around him, and looked back at the other figure holding the wooden box.

"Yi Yi, open the box. The Lingchen Immortal lightly instructed Yi Yi behind him.

Seeing Yi Yi's hand trembling in fear, the Lingchen Immortal smiled and slowly added, "It's the third layer, let the three children come out and help me take a look." ”

"Yes, follow the teacher's orders. ”

Yi Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and groped with his right hand on the wooden box he was holding, although the wooden box was not high, it was bounded by blood-red wood paint, divided into three layers, and Yi Yi slowly opened the top layer.

The moment it was opened, a piercing noise and playfulness rushed into the otherwise silent snow, and white wax figures suddenly poured out of the ancient wooden box.

Some wax villains even ran and jumped over the shoulders and heads of Yi Yi, who were standing stiffly in place and did not dare to move, and some stood on Yi Yi's shoulders, baring their white teeth and bright yellow eyes, staring at Yi Yi's Adam's apple, as if they might pounce at any time and bite out bright red flesh.

"Three children, don't worry, help your father do things first. ”

The little people of the Lingchen Immortals who started running around as soon as they came out of the box, and even showed great malice towards the things around them, commanded lightly.

Hearing the voice of the Lingchen Immortal, those wax villains all turned their heads to look at the Lingchen Immortal at the same time, no matter what direction they were in, and their yellow eyes the size of two rice grains were full of bitter resentment and hatred.

But after a while, those wax villains turned around as if they couldn't help themselves and quietly ran to the side of the Lingchen Immortals, some of them began to probe around, some of them poured onto the corpses, and some of the villains even turned into wax juice and flowed into the frozen corpses.

Lingchen Immortal looked at the jumping figures of those little people, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

He muttered as if he had lost his mind.

"Thanks to the second child, he has always been so careful. Not only did it report that the corpse died without injury, but even the aura disorder and mental aftermath of this place were also written in the report. ”

"It's like the remnants of a spell. And the point is that these soldiers were suddenly killed in the pursuit of a mortal father and daughter. ”

At this time, the wax figures that had flowed into the corpse came out again, solidified into the appearance of small people, and bounced around the Lingchen Immortals, chattering and dancing as if they were reporting something.

The Spirit Dust Immortal muttered to himself, looking at the corpse on the ground with deep greed flowing in his eyes.

"Sure enough, there are no traces of spiritual power, it is pure spiritual fluctuations. Could it really be that I was confronted with an innate spell that is rare to see in a thousand years?"

"Although the innate spell body is not as famous as the human emperor body, the human emperor body is only famous because of the human emperor, and it has long been cursed by heaven and earth after the change of heaven and earth and cannot be cultivated. In terms of value, a short-path innate mantra far surpasses the human emperor body."

There was a thunderbolt in the sky, and the Lingchen Immortal laughed, looking at the inky clouds that almost fell to the ground in the distant plains through a flash of purple thunder.

"Haha, could it be that I, who only have one hundred and eighty immortal cultivation bodies, have the possibility of breaking through the Tongyuan realm? As for the human emperor body mentioned in the letter, it is estimated that it is just a person with some special abilities in blood, where is the human emperor body so common and simple. ”

"Moreover, according to the memories extracted from the refining of that human emperor body, the human emperor vein has been broken in my hands at least in the human world, and it is impossible to still have a human emperor body. Now the focus is to find the father and daughter, and by the way, to deal with the sword sacrifice man, or to exchange some merits for the Yangjing General Duty Division. ”

The Lingchen Immortal looked at the wind and snow in front of him, and sorted out all his thoughts in a short period of time, and his eyes lit up.

"Three children, go back. ”

When Yi Yi heard this, he immediately opened the ancient wooden box in his hand, but this time those wax villains just gathered around Yi Yi, looking at Yi Yi with greed in their small eyes that flashed yellow, and did not completely obey the orders of the Lingchen Immortals.

"Easy one. The Lingchen Immortal let out a faint cry.

Yi Yi immediately understood, but his body trembled a little, but he still lowered his head and didn't dare to resist.

He pulled out a golden knife from his body, uncovered the placket of his chest, gritted his teeth and plunged the golden scissors into his chest.

The blood of the hot heart was sprinkled on the snow, and the little wax people rushed to the splatters of blood, and even let out a hideous roar, trampling, biting, tearing off their own kind, and some swallowed the snowflakes mixed with blood.

After most of the villains had eaten the essence blood, Yi Yi, whose face was as pale as paper, withdrew the sharp knife and put on the placket of the wound that had begun to heal under the healing of spiritual power, and it could be seen that the chest was covered with dense scars.

After eating the essence blood, the wax villains let out a roar of lack of desire, but this time they did not dare to disobey the orders of the Spirit Dust Immortal, and finally jumped into the box one by one and disappeared.

The Lingchen Immortal was the first to turn around and walk towards the place where the wind and snow collided in front of him, he looked at the wind and snow dancing and whistling in the flash of thunder, and the dark clouds that covered the entire dome, shook his head and whispered softly.

"It's a big snowstorm. It's hard to see in a hundred years. He looked ahead, greedy light flowing in his eyes. And after him, Yi Yi, who had put away the wooden box, once again lowered his head and stared at the wooden box he was holding, while following him step by step.

The two figures drifted away in the dark night of wind and snow and thunder.

......

"Guess...... How many breaths will you be killed by me?"

Covered in blood, like the rampant laughter of a young man from hell, mixed with killing intent, it approached Yi Shiyi's body.

The moment the killing intent came to his face, Yi Shiyi's heart was suffocated, and he subconsciously took a step back, but as soon as he withdrew that step, he knew that it was not good.

Because his qi engine had been completely overwhelmed and interrupted by the other party, the monster boy had already taken advantage of the situation and rushed to the ground like thunder.

When he swept past those fallen archers, he stomped on the ground even heavier, the bow and arrows on the snow and a big bow with horns were shaken, Ye Mingke leaned over and picked up the longbow with his left hand, and grabbed it in the air with his right hand, and there were already three arrows, and the three arrows were sent out end to end, and they shot at Yi Shiyi, who was confused for a moment because of fear.

The fear and remorse in Yi Shiyi's heart multiplied, and some hurriedly condensed the fire shield to block the three sharp arrows, but when he just blocked those sharp arrows, he found that Ye Mingke, who was running all the way and picking up many scattered arrows on the snow, had already shot more than twenty arrows at him from multiple directions.

This young man, who was swirling and wandering forward, actually shot a fierce rain of arrows at him alone.

Yi Shiyi tried his best to stir up the spiritual power of the fire, and the fiery red halo expanded outward from under his feet, and in the cold wind and snow, there was actually a circle of blazing fire waves that expanded from his body, facing the rain of arrows that shot over.

"Whew"

Those arrow rains were swallowed by the blazing waves of fire or swept away by the fierce winds carried by the fire waves, but when the arrow rain was exhausted and the fire waves were slightly weaker, a figure covered with snow suddenly rushed out of the sea of fire and pounced on Yi Shiyi, whose spiritual power had not continued for a while.

Yi Shiyi in the fire circle panicked and wanted to retreat, but the figure suddenly accelerated again, making him take a step back only to find that he didn't have time to retreat at all.

Yi Shiyi's entire face was completely distorted, and he couldn't catch the beat of the whole battle, and he roared wildly in a desperate situation, and the spirit sword entwined with flames rushed forward from top to bottom.

The body of the young man who landed on the ground and stepped on the snow was only minimal, and he did not directly avoid the brilliant sword light, but there was an extremely bright sword light in the dark night from the bottom up.

"Bell"

The fire sword slashed at Ye Mingke's body made a clear echo, and when the flames disintegrated, Ye Mingke's body was shorter, and he took advantage of the momentum to roll outward, and the tips of his toes touched the snow, and in an instant, he floated out a few feet away.

He half-knelt on the snow, and gently picked up Aru, who had been put down when he hit the ring of fire just now, from the snow, put it on his back again, and tied it with a rope.

He didn't look at Yi Shiyi again, and after placing Ah Ru again, he lifted the snow-white long knife again, picked up the big bow with horns and arrows on the ground, and walked forward against the wind and snow again.

And the blood flowing on Yi Shiyi's body had begun to freeze and solidify in the cold blizzard.

At the moment when the swords staggered, Yi Shiyi's spirit sword was blocked by the sword box that was not removed from Ye Mingke's back, and the sword light that Ye Mingke provoked from the bottom up was the only sword move that Uncle Jian taught him - "Don't let it".

Holding a wooden sword to cast "Don't Allow", he can cut off the giant python's scaly armor-covered body, and holding a long knife, he can cut off a person who doesn't even have an aura quenching body, it's really easy.

The whole battle took only a dozen breaths, from the psychological confrontation at the beginning of the battle, to interrupting Yi Shiyi's offensive pace again and again, so that Yi Shiyi only swung a hasty attack sword at the end, Ye Mingke was already extremely familiar with dealing with these immortal cultivators who were also in the realm of spiritual aperture.

It's just that he didn't have a little joy in his heart, the thin and tall immortal, obviously knowing that he had killed a monk in the same realm as him, was obviously very frightened, but he still reluctantly attacked himself.

Apparently someone was pushing him behind his back. A higher realm immortal cultivator who makes thin and tall immortals dare not resist.

That person should be right in front of him.

Ye Mingke went against the wind and snow, step by step, and walked forward.