The man in the white robe in the Arctic fairy land didn't know how long he had been walking in this wind and snow, he kept walking forward, as if he didn't know what the cold was, the cold wind was like a knife cut, mixed with pieces of snowflakes, ordinary people couldn't say an inch here, I was afraid that if I just landed here, I would be blown away by the wind.

And the man, though he walked slowly, did not stop at all, and the robe on his head was whirring in the wind, but he did not mean to lift it in the slightest, and he stopped occasionally, took out the candle, looked at it carefully, and then put it away and continued on his way.

If you look closely, you can see that every step this man takes is not real, and the wind and snow that sweep towards him linger at his feet.

In the distance, there is a long road hanging in the air and ascending to the sky, and thousands of rays of light fall down, and the light is brilliant.

But no matter how long the man walked, there was no sign of approaching.

As far as the saint is concerned, it is like a mountain blocking the sea at this moment.

"When you come, take a look at this Arctic fairy road. ”

The man was independent of this, and after some long years, he spoke indifferently with a hint of a smile.

"What family?"

"He family. ”

The first sentence was in an upward tone, seemingly with some mockery.

In the second sentence, he became a little relieved, as if he had figured out something.

The man didn't stay long, there was some fine snow piled up on his shoulders, but he didn't shake it off, just walked forward, as if his shoulders were picking up this side of the wind and snow.

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The posture of the eight lords of the world is illusory like a phantom, but it does not fake the unbearable pressure, especially the Qin Emperor who is standing at the forefront, and there is a golden lightning in his eyes.

It's just that the gaze of those people has never shifted, and they have always stayed on the woman's body, ignoring the two shivering guys behind them, like eagles on the top of the mountain, not paying attention to the ants on the ground.

After the woman stood still, the wind chimes fell another half an inch, suppressing her.

The mountains and seas quieted down, and at the same time, the eight lords of the world seemed to have done everything, and their figures gradually dissipated, turning into the light of the stars, as if the wind chimes shook the dreams, and fell the golden light rain that covered the sky and the earth.

The coercion that enveloped the heavens and the earth was instantly reduced a lot, but the woman's faintly overflowing power also made Chen Anzhi a little unbearable.

The woman's golden eyes regained a moment of tranquility, she slowly raised her arm, her fingers together, and wiped it in the air, as if she had wiped something away from the air, and after she stopped, she gasped for breath and took great pain.

"Tree... Fruit..."

After a while, the woman raised her head slightly and spoke to Chen Anzhi, as if she was obsessed with the fruit on the tree.

Somehow, even though this woman was so powerful that she was incomparable, Chen Anzhi didn't feel a trace of malice from the woman, he hesitated again and again, pointed to the fruit, and tried to communicate with the woman, "What is this?"

Raising his hand, his eyes inadvertently swept over the ninth fruit, Chen Anzhi's pupils suddenly constricted, looking at the ninth fruit, looking incredulous, the bright red and tender surface of the fruit was intact, but just now it was clear that half of the word 'He'.

The fruit is engraved with the surname of the lord of the world in the past dynasties, but now the fruit engraved with half of He An's surname has been erased, and the meaning is elusive.

"Don't pick it yet. Ye Chenxi looked nervous, gently grabbed Chen Anzhi, and shook his head.

Chen Anzhi raised his head to look at the woman, who looked calm, looked at Chen Anzhi very indifferently, and did not speak again.

Chen Anzhi looked at those golden eyes, his heart that had been restless since he entered the mouth of the nineteen ghosts, actually relaxed, as if he had made up his mind, he took a deep breath, regardless of Ye Chenxi's dissuasion, tried to move forward slowly, and slowly reached out.

The fruit of the small tree, the whole body is as bright as red agate, and there is a wonderful fragrance that pervades the heart, which is more intoxicating than the old wine.

His fingertips stopped at half a finger's distance from the fruit, hesitated slightly, and finally leaned forward.

It wasn't so much that it was like a brilliant red glow, but rather a flame that burned to the extreme, instantly rushing into Chen Anzhi's body, and suddenly a layer of divine brilliance enveloped his body, as if there was a divine flame burning.

If it was an ordinary person's body, it would have already turned into ashes at this moment, but Chen Anzhi's spiritual sea seemed to be burned at this moment, steaming up endless spiritual energy, and all the brilliant red glow seemed to be returned to the sea, and they were all absorbed in the end.

At this moment, his flesh, viscera, and bones were crystal clear, dust-free, like a magnificent work of art, brilliant and shining, his skin was also shining with a crystal luster, and the power of life was slowly circulating.

Tsunamis and thunder sounds.