The cold wind passed away, and the mountains in the distance also showed a trace of dusk, the sunset sank, and a faint dusk was sprinkled on the desert north, and the entire land of Shenzhou reflected a faint golden light.

On the edge of the heavy snow of the Elixir Peak, a series of footprints paved all the way to the Elixir Cliff, and the snow on the top of the cliff was extraordinarily large, especially the rock wall was already a palm-thick layer of ice, and the rivers and mountains sat cross-legged in the snow, and they couldn't wait to look inside the depths of the dantian, the dark black scroll full of vicissitudes.

The spiritual fire in the dantian has been burning it when the scroll appears, and every few breaths, when the aura flame seeps into the scroll slightly, the quiet scroll actually exudes a trace of blue luster, which is mysterious.

Jiang Shan took a deep breath, and the sentence in his mind: When my phoenix comes to the world, it will definitely dance wildly, echo for a long time, and scatter. Jiang Shan, who had been impatient for a long time, suddenly injected a violent aura at the moment when the spiritual fire burned the scriptures, and even the only trace of spiritual power left in the dantian was also poured into the scriptures by Jiang Shan in one breath, and at this time, the silent scriptures suddenly became violent, trembling suddenly above the spiritual fire, and suddenly, there were bursts of roars in the entire dantian.

Jiang Shan trembled, and when the roar sounded, his body unconsciously trembled, and the pores of his body suddenly opened, frantically absorbing the aura of heaven and earth from the outside world, and the whole person of Jiang Shan also became like a black hole vortex at this time, regardless of the cold wind, winter and snow or aura, all the brains were inhaled into the body.

At this time, the elixir cliff was already blowing a strong wind, the cold wind was howling, and the branches of the trees that had accumulated heavy snow were also blown to pieces by the strong wind, and the rivers and mountains were completely unknown to what was happening in the outside world, because the rivers and mountains at this time suddenly came to another world.

The sunset sank, and the edge of the yellow city, even the sky, became cloudy and blood-stained, and the whole space seemed extremely lonely and lonely. Dusk sprinkled on the side road under the cliff, the withered grass is tilted, the yellow sand trembles slightly, at the intersection of the side road, a stone tablet is as quiet as years, and three bright red as blood big characters are engraved on it - dusk road.

Just when the mountains were shocked, the sky suddenly condensed with frost, and the silver-white frost slowly fell from it, blowing on the dusk road, which was very cold.

And at this moment, a song of flute slowly came from the top of the mountain: drunk to pick up the lamp to see the sword, dreaming of blowing the horn company camp. Eight hundred miles of fire, fifty strings turned over the outside sound, and the battlefield was an autumn soldier. The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens!

The sound of the flute was cold, people were sleepless, the general was white-haired and tearful, and unconsciously, Jiangshan was already blocked in his nasal cavity and his eyes were red.

The sound of the flute passed, the girl on the top of the mountain was nowhere to be found, Jiangshan was stunned in place for a few breaths, and ran to the top of the mountain with a confused expression, and the face of Lushan behind the top of the mountain once again made Jiangshankou's tongue dry and startled in place.

As far as the eye can see, the white barracks tent stretches for hundreds of miles, under the smoke of the beacon fire, the smoke curls at dusk, on the battlefield of the barracks, the sound of shouting and killing is deafening, and the sound can reach it, agitating the blood all over the body, and the good man can't help but yearn for and be solemn.

"The floating life is only for the old man, and the snow is full of dusk. Jiang Shan suddenly recalled the old man in the illusion in the Monkey Tower, compared with this situation, it was nothing more than that.

Dusk and sunk, eyebrows and eyes are covered with frost, the barracks bonfire has been lit in the barracks, the firelight through the snow flakes falling down, through the distant sky, like a beacon fire, lighting up a world.

Bite~

Suddenly, there was a sword roar from Tianyu in the distance, the sword roar was sharp and piercing, and a black-shirted young man came to the observation deck of the barracks in the air, and stood respectfully beside a middle-aged man in battle armor.

The man's eyebrows are solemn, and his face full of stubble not only reveals endless vicissitudes, but his eyes are deep and moaning, and he is not angry and arrogant.

When the middle-aged man looked into the distance, at the end of the dusk road, a burst of ghostly light suddenly burst open, followed by a thick snow and white cloud mist, behind the clouds, a jade giant gate exuded a cold frost mist, and there were three words written in the jade door - Nantianmen.

The north of the earth is the south of the sky.

After the jade gate appeared, the eighteen crane bone fairy wind old ways also slowly walked out, and when Meiyu looked at the middle-aged man on the lookout of the barracks, his face was full of disgust.

The man's eyebrows and eyes were horizontal, and he stretched out his hand to grasp the void, and a colorful light long sword was tightly held in his hand, and then his arm was tilted, and a piercing sword roar suddenly sounded.

"Do you think that by eradicating the four demons refined by His Highness, you can become the king of the world? Under the Nantian Gate, a white-covered old man looked at the middle-aged man, sneered, and said in disgust: "After all, it is a mortal body, and ranking in the immortal class will always be your unattainable dream." ”

The man's cold eyebrows were crossed again, his wrist flicked, and the blade of the sword went straight to the Heavenly Gate, and he sneered: "Rank in the immortal class? ”

"Today, all the immortals dare to fight?" The man's sword blade shot out a colorful light, facing the eighteen immortals under the Nantian Gate, and what he did was extremely domineering.

"You dare to be presumptuous!" the eighteen immortals gathered together to resist the burst of colored light, and they were furious.

The man sneered, jumped up directly with the long sword in his hand, and reached the Nantian Gate in a few breaths, his eyebrows and eyes swept away, the sword peaks shot out, and the eighteen immortals were killed by him in an instant.

Jiang Shan gasped, staring blankly at everything that happened in this world, as if the legend was alive in front of him. It was eighteen immortals, and he was cut by the sword in an instant, how domineering this man should be.

"Heh, do you think that refining a few demons can contain the world, it's ridiculous. The man faced the Nantianmen, and the sword was slashed towards the Nantianmen.

While~

When the blade of the sword was about to slash at the heavens, a war halberd suddenly shot out from the Nantian Gate and crashed straight into the long sword, the middle-aged man was shocked by this sudden change and took three steps back, and after stopping, he looked indifferently at the thin man who suddenly appeared under the Nantian Gate, wearing silver-white battle armor.

"With me Yang Jian here, how can you be presumptuous!" The man who appeared just now was Yang Jian, the god of Erlang!

"It's useless to talk more, give him back to me, and I will give heaven a peace. The middle-aged man slowly closed his eyes, and the breath of his whole body was completely spread out at this time, and under the majesty, even the Nantianmen, there was a slight tremor.

"Is your underworld going to be the enemy of my immortal realm?" Yang Jian took a step back, the halberd pointed at the man, and said angrily.

"He's not here, I can't represent the underworld. The middle-aged man's palm turned into a claw, and as soon as he grabbed the void, the dark clouds in the entire void were grasped in his hand, and a ball suddenly appeared in the man's hand, and the power in the ball was furious, and the thunder dragon roared.

The man suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Yang Jian deadly, and said indifferently: "Fusheng only respects the old man, the snow is full of dusk, the sunset is gone, and my god of war Yang Taiyi will slaughter your immortal world today." ”

Yang Taiyi suddenly pinched the thunder bead in his hand, and the Dao Thunder Dragon instantly shot out from the palm of his hand, and finally condensed into a silver-white phoenix above Tianyu, and heard Yang Taiyi laugh wildly: "When my dark phoenix comes to the world, it will definitely dance wildly!"

"Stygian Phoenix, come!"

The phoenix shook its wings, and the entire fairy world trembled, and on the dusk road, a dry skeleton crawled out of the yellow sand, forming a military formation, and the battle spirit turned into a dragon, and blasted straight towards the South Heavenly Gate.

"Ahh

Suddenly an unwilling roar came, and in the Nantian Gate, Yang Jian also disappeared in place, and the entire Nantian Gate collapsed, and an old low voice came from Tianyu, extremely angry: Yang Taiyi, within 30,000 years, you don't want anyone in the world to rank in the immortal class!

Jiang Shan was stunned in place, his brain was no longer under his control, and he desperately wanted to open his eyes, but his eyes were as heavy as ten thousand catties, and the last mouthful of blood spit out, the world in front of him collapsed, and Jiang Shan also fell headlong on the snow of the Elixir Cliff.