(Volume 8: The Wild North Ice Field, this chapter has been completed, and there was originally another chapter, which I cut and compressed a little in the morning.) () Tomorrow you will enter the ninth volume of this book: Ice and Fire Armor, and take you into the land of Arctic ice cursed by the gods, so stay tuned!)

Shi Shaobei, who suddenly lost his whole body strength and was almost faint, lay weakly in Yun Xiaoxie's arms, at the moment ago he was still a beautiful and moving fairy, but at this moment he turned into a poor woman without a single hair, and her pale face almost made people feel that she was only afraid that she was dying.

Heartbroken?

Or is the heart dead?

"Bad woman!"

Yun Xiaoxiao squatted on the thick tree trunk with Shi Shaobei in his arms, and shouted loudly and with great concern.

There were many werewolves and bears who climbed down from the altar above, ignoring the three of them at this moment, clutching the rough bark and rushing madly into the darkness under their feet. It seems that if you slow down for a minute, you will be devoured by the unknown demon above.

Shi Shaobei slowly opened his eyes, his gaze was blurred, like the last light of a dying person in the world.

She looked at the man who was close at hand, feeling the strange but unusually familiar warmth and smell emanating from Yun Xiaoxie's body.

She smiled and stretched out her right hand, but it was unusually slow, as if the insignificant movement had exhausted all the strength and life it needed.

She muttered, "Little evil, little evil ......"

Her hand finally fell weakly the moment before she was about to touch Yun Xiaoxie's cheek.

Yun Xiaoye hurriedly caught it, pressed her hand on her cheek, and said softly, "I'm here." ”

Shi Shaobei's body trembled slightly, the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little thicker, and he said softly: "You won't kill me, right?"

Yun Xiaoye nodded heavily and said, "I won't hurt you if I die." ”

"I knew it, I knew ......"

Shi Shaobei smiled happily and smiled.

Then she closed her eyes and burst into tears.

The Xuanshuang Divine Sword in Han Xuemei's hand, which was standing on the side in a daze, slowly hung down, and was not inserted back into the scabbard, but in her white hand.

It seems that like its owner, this Excalibur emits a faint white light, and it looks a little lonely.

Looking at the pair of men and women in front of her, Han Xuemei's heart suddenly felt like a needle prick.

She sighed softly in her heart and shook her head helplessly.

Did you still lose?

Lost to that evil demon witch?

In the past ten years, I have missed this man a lot compared to this demon witch, why doesn't God favor me?

In the midst of her discouragement, she suddenly felt an inexplicable force beating slowly in her heart, like a ghostly fire in the middle of the night, appearing and disappearing, making her heart chill and chill......

Her face changed slightly, her body shook a few times, and she stepped back again and again, sitting cross-legged on the trunk of the tree. 【】

Yun Xiaoxie's mind at the moment was attracted by Shi Shaobei, who had passed out in his arms, and he didn't see Han Xuemei in the darkness behind him with a painful face.

Shi Shaobei was suddenly hit inexplicably, which was really beyond Yun Xiaoxie's expectations, and when he thought about it, he suddenly remembered that just now Shi Shaobei had absorbed a large amount of the energy of the mysterious forbidden art through the soul bell in the confrontation of the mysterious forbidden art of the elf clan, could it be that Shi Shaobei's sudden change at the moment had something to do with the mysterious forbidden art?

The chaotic scene continued to play out on the huge sacred tree, the flying bird-people hid far away, and the remaining warriors of the werewolf and bear-people all climbed under the tree.

The four clans suffered serious losses in this battle, the elven clan first suffered a lot of losses in the confrontation with the three clans, and then they were killed a lot by the demon cultivators, and finally died under the impact of the explosion of that mysterious energy.

The remaining elves were only a third of what they had been two or three hours ago, and almost all of them were wounded.

The Demon Sect disciples hanging in mid-air all gathered around Bai Feifei, there were about sixteen or seventeen people, Wang Bufu was besieged by several Demon Sect disciples before, and he was finally able to breathe at this moment.

Since the white ball of light like a small sun in the Nine Heavens had dissipated, and the surrounding area had returned to darkness again, Wang Budong did not see where Yun Xiaoye and Han Xuemei were, so he could only fly to the messy altar to join the elves.

Bai Feifei gritted his teeth, his heart was shocked, completely shocked by the powerful witchcraft displayed by the elf clan just now.

At the same time, she was already greedy in her heart, not to obtain this mysterious witchcraft, but to be greedy for the Ice and Snow Divine Blade in the hands of the High Priestess Wu Ya who was seriously injured and the strange and exquisite divine bow.

These two strange treasures have been inherited for countless years, and the power is really not under the famous magic weapons used by human cultivators, especially the Ice and Snow Divine Blade, which can confront his Acacia Divine Dagger head-on just now, but it does not show its decline, it is definitely a peerless divine weapon that is not born in the world.

Seeing that the elves were no longer able to form an offensive at this moment, she immediately consulted with her companions and prepared to seize the two holy relics.

At this moment, a man's whistle suddenly came from the south, shouting, "Bai Feifei!"

Bai Feifei and the others all changed their faces, turned their heads to look, and saw a silver-white light galloping in, and in an instant, a middle-aged man in white clothes was revealed, tall and thin, his eyes were like electricity, and his long hair was flying in the wind.

The corners of Bai Feifei's mouth moved, he laughed coquettishly, and said, "Yo Yo Yo, isn't this the open-jaw Daoist friend of Xuanbing Palace, it's so fateful, we can meet here." ”

Zhang Jaw looked at the messy altar, his face gradually sank, and shouted: "You demon girl, you dare to attack the Barbarian Northern Elf Clan, and kill so many elves, you don't want to escape tonight." ”

Bai Feifei giggled, his beautiful cheeks were rippling, and he said shyly: "What, does Zhang Daoyou want to spend a good night with the little girl? The little woman is willing to fight with Zhang Daoyou for three days and three nights! It's just ...... Don't you know if Zhang Daoyou's physical strength can keep up?"

More than a dozen young disciples of the Demon Sect around laughed when they heard this, most of these people are male and female disciples of the Hehuan Sect of the Demon Sect, and the Hehuan Treasure Jian they cultivated is not a fair and honest method of cultivating the truth, lewd, evil and weird, and the disciples under the sect have been collecting yin and supplementing yang in the mortal dust for a long time or absorbing men's yang energy to strengthen their cultivation.

Therefore, the Hehuan Sect is the most evil among the Demon Sect sects, and even the Demon Sect colleagues look down on them.

At this time, Bai Feifei teased Zhang Jaw, not only did these disciples of the Demon Sect Hehuan Sect not feel ashamed, but most of them laughed.

Among them, there were six or seven beautiful fairies, who coaxed one after another, saying that the little woman was willing to serve Zhang Daoyou and other obscene things.

Zhang Jaw's face was full of anger, and a fairy sword appeared in his hand.

Bai Feifei is naturally not afraid of opening his jaws, and he is no worse than him in terms of Taoism. In terms of magic weapons, how can his own Acacia God Dagger be compared to the fairy sword in the hand of Zhang Jaw?

In addition, there are many powerful people on her side, and most of them are cultivators above the eighth layer of the flying sword realm, let alone one open jaw, even if it is ten open jaws, she will not put it in her eyes.

Seeing Zhang Jaw sacrifice the magic weapon of the fairy sword, Bai Feifei smiled coquettishly, and the acacia dagger in his hand suddenly flourished with purple light.

Just as the two sides were about to fight, a woman's voice suddenly came from the darkness.

"Dream fairy, I haven't seen you for more than a year, why are you still so?"

When Bai Feifei heard the woman's words, his face changed greatly, and he lost his voice: "Wind and autumn rain?!"

A hundred and ten rays of light suddenly appeared in the southern sky, and the speed was extremely fast, and it could be seen at a glance that those who had cultivated to the extreme depth of the True Path were all masters.

Zhang Jaw is alone, Bai Feifei is not afraid of him, but the wind and autumn rain are different.

Bai Feifei had suffered under Bai Feifei a year ago, and knew that her cultivation was extremely high, and it was not something she could cope with.

Looking at the large number of people who came, almost ten times the number of people on his side, plus Han Xuemei, Yun Xiaoxie, Wang Budong and other three people from the Shushan faction on the side, he would definitely not be able to get any benefit if he stayed any longer.

She had a brain teaser and shouted, "Withdraw!"

More than a dozen disciples of the Demon Sect have raised their magic weapons and headed towards the northeast to control the sky, and the people in the righteous path know that this woman is not only ruthless, but her cultivation is even more unfathomable, and she does not dare to chase it rashly in the mysterious and dangerous northern ice field here, for fear of falling into Bai Feifei's trap.

The appearance of more than 100 righteous path disciples in this group completely controlled the chaos tonight, and the patriarch of the birdman clan saw that so many disciples of the Middle Earth Righteous Path Cultivation Sect were coming, among which he knew Zhang Jaw, Chu Yulong and other Xuanbing Palace disciples.

Which of the thirty-six alien races in the northern part of the country is not afraid of the Xuanbing Palace?

Three hundred years ago, the original remaining sixteen alien tribes caused trouble around Changbai Mountain, but Mu Yi, the contemporary palace master of Xuanbing Palace, showed his might and wiped out three of the alien tribes alive, leaving the current thirteen tribes.

The patriarch of the birdman clan whispered to the surrounding clansmen in his own bird language, to the effect that "the people from the Xuanbing Palace are here! everyone go quickly!".

The fear of these ordinary bird-man warriors for the Xuanbing Palace can be imagined, and they were scattered in an instant.

It was hazy, and it was already dawn.

The grieving elves began to clean up the battlefield, heal the wounded, and carry their dead companions to the altar one by one.

Chu Yulong and other righteous path disciples all flew to the altar to greet the patriarch of the elf clan and the sacrifice, and the patriarch Youqin's seriously injured body was still strong, and he saw them one by one.

If it weren't for Yun Xiaoxie and other Middle-earth human cultivators coming to the rescue tonight, I was afraid that my clan would be destroyed in one fell swoop.

Moreover, the Xuanbing Palace has always controlled the Barbarian Ice Plain, and its own small tribe has survived by relying on the Xuanbing Palace for thousands of years, so it naturally does not dare to neglect the visitors of the Xuanbing Palace.

All the righteous path disciples saw countless corpses lined up, and there were thousands of them, and they couldn't bear it for a while.

More than a dozen disciples of the Kaye Monastery even folded their hands and silently recited the mantra of the past life.

At dawn, Yun Xiaoyou and the other four people also came, followed by Lu Linlang and Zhu Gou.

When all the Shushan disciples gathered together, they couldn't help but sigh again, and talked to each other about their respective conditions since the storm and hail were washed away that night.

Among them, the most dangerous natural Lu Linlang, when Lu Linlang was alone in the ice forest looking for a companion, he was carelessly attacked by the three-headed ice beast demon and was seriously injured.

After hearing this, everyone was amazed.

Yang Hexian patted Zhu Gou on the shoulder and praised him a few words, Zhu Gou's face was slightly red, and he was hurriedly modest.

In ten years, nothing seems to have changed, there seems to be a change in everyone.

Zhu Gou, in the first few years of worshipping the Xuanbi Daoren, was the same as Yun Xiaoxie, arrogant and domineering, and there was no one in his eyes.

Now, he seems to have matured, becoming more stable and more atmospheric.

Not long after dawn, a member of the elf clan reported that Yun Xiaoyi and Han Xuemei were on a tree trunk hundreds of feet under the altar, and they were still holding an unconscious woman in red.

Everyone was stunned, and several disciples of the Shushan Sect immediately flew down from the altar.

Yun Xiaoxie was inputting the true yuan into a bald woman in red clothes in her arms, but Han Xuemei was sitting cross-legged behind Yun Xiaoxie, as if she was healing her injuries.

And what surprised and surprised everyone the most was that the bald woman in red clothes that Yun Xiaoxiao was holding in his arms was the henchman of the righteous path, Shi Shaobei!

Source: Ran Library.