On the grassland, the Tuoba tribe has now become the leader of all the tribes, and this expedition to the Central Plains, they have grabbed enough food for everyone to spend a winter.

Tuoba Lie was very excited, although he had known that the Central Plains was rich for a long time, but he didn't expect that he could harvest so many things just by robbing a dozen villages and a big city.

However, the people in the tribe are not idle now, and they have gathered hundreds of blacksmiths from the entire grassland to melt the iron materials snatched from the Central Plains into molten iron, and then cast them into weapons and armor.

It may not be as good as the hundred steel-making in the Central Plains, but the iron-smelting technology on the grassland is not much worse, and it is conceivable that it can smelt a scimitar that sharpens iron like mud.

The grassland people who tasted the sweetness were also very excited, they worked day and night, but there were not many complaints.

Because the gods fulfilled his promise.

Let them have food to eat, clothes to wear, and even teach them knowledge, let them read and write, although I don't know what the use is, but in the past, that was a right that only the great nobles could have.

They also knew that the day when the iron in their hands would become blades would be when they set foot on that rich land again.

The gods had promised them that at that time, they would be the masters of the land and would never return.

Already eleven-year-old, Tuoba Lie felt that he was no longer a child, that he needed a set of armor that truly belonged to him, and that one day, he would wear him on the battlefield.

So he's looking for Ulan Batel.

As we all know, although there are excellent blacksmiths in the steppe, the best blacksmiths are always the priests of those tribes.

Ulan Baatar is the greatest priest of the steppes and is worshipped as a god by countless people.

He wanted him to give himself divine revelation.

But he searched all the tribes, and found no sign of Ulaanbatar, and he was told that the high priest had left the tribe and gone north.

Ulan Baatar walked very fast, and he had already walked a long way, crossing many tribes, and seeing many living and dead people along the way, cattle and sheep and goshawks, but he did not stop.

Only occasionally catch a fat otter to satisfy your hunger.

He didn't know why he was going north, maybe because he wanted to see the ice sea, or maybe because he felt that since he was a sacrifice, he had to see the gods sleeping under the ice sea with his own eyes.

But he didn't see anything, all around him was endless white snow, and the wind and sand raised, he frowned, and in his conscious perception, there were several huge white bears not far away.

Is that a pet of God?

God is the supreme and hottest light, but why can't we see God's shadow here?

He was a little puzzled, not thinking that the ice under his feet could block the light of God.

He continued to stand here, letting the snow be blown up by the cold wind and hanging on him, turning him into a snowman.

Soon after, there was a sound in his ears, his pupils shrank, and the ice not far away cracked, and the crack became bigger and bigger, as if something was going to rush out from under the ice!

His brow furrowed slightly, his body shook, and the ice and snow fell.

Ulan Baatar didn't think that there would be any people in this place, his mind covered the past, and he felt the huge kun in the ice sea, which he had read about in the books of the Central Plains, which shocked him.

But that wasn't the cause of the ice breaking, and his mind probed over, but there was nothing there.

Carrara's sound stopped for a moment, then it sounded again, and it was earth-shattering, and the white bear, miles away, fled in all directions.

The ice in front of him was completely shattered, and a thin figure slowly walked out from under the ice, dressed in a black robe, clean and clean, without a trace of water stains, even if he was in the wind, he was not blown by the wind.

Ulan Baatel's brows furrowed even more, he could be sure that this person was not a god, but the other party was obviously standing there, his eyes could see and his ears could hear, but in his sea of consciousness, he couldn't feel it.

"Who are you?"

Hearing this voice, Li Juexian didn't move, and a pair of old eyes were born on his immature face.

In his previous life, when he was the strongest, he didn't step into this realm, but now that he has practiced, he has even surpassed the Heavenly Question Book and stepped into this realm, but it feels a little strange.

There were many things that came to his mind.

It can't be said that he remembers, because he has never forgotten that all the causes and effects that he cut off were added to him.

To put it simply, he was annoyed right now, and he felt that there were several voices in his head, talking, sad, and shouting at him frantically.

"I'm Li Juexian. ”

This is said very firmly, not like answering the other person's question, but more like telling yourself.

Ulan Baatar frowned and said, "Central Plains people?"

Li Juexian finally looked at the person in front of him head-on, although he was a little surprised, but there was no expression on his face, and said coldly: "I didn't expect the injury to be just right, I just met a character like you, it's been a long time, I haven't seen such a powerful person as you." ”

"You're also strong. ”

Li Juexian did not deny it, he is indeed very strong, and there is no need for others to recognize his strength, in today's world, there is no Shangguan Yu, so except for the person in the palace who will not ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, who else can be his opponent?

"Are you sure you're still stuck in my path?"

Hearing this, Ulan Baatar was stunned, looked around, and said in his heart, "This is a wilderness, where is the way from, I have never thought of stopping you.

Still, he found it interesting, so he was going to stop it.

The air was full of wind and snow, white and cloudy, and it was impossible to see clearly.

A powerful and domineering aura shrouded from Ulaanbaatar in all directions, locking up an area hundreds of zhang in radius.

The pair of boots that walked from the grassland to the ice field were already a little tattered, but when they stepped forward, under the boots, the ice was still shattered.

The reason why he did this was because he hoped that the other party would have a hard time with him, because he himself was very good at going head-to-head.

Although it is a sacrifice, his physique is strong, and he is even far more than Wuyangu, the king of Jiuli, who is recognized as the first warrior of the grassland.

The thick eyebrows suddenly raised, a trace of fierce emotion exuded from his heavy face, his feet fell into the ice with a snap, he bent his knees, and handed all the cultivation of his whole body to his right fist.

With a bang, the ice exploded, and there was no longer Ulan Baatar in place.

Li Juexian was a little surprised, because of the opponent's physique and the way he chose to fight, but he just laughed, and he also handed out his fist.

The fist was as heavy as a mountain, and as soon as it was handed out, it smashed the wind and snow in the sky, smashing an extremely clear and visible path in the air.

The two fists collided together, and countless laws and energy were all shattered under this power, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be silent for a moment.

Dozens of miles away the sea of ice suddenly trembled, making a creaking sound, blown by the cold wind increasingly solid, tens of thousands of years of ice that has not melted, dozens of extremely slight cracks appeared, the ice collapsed, forming a small hole, the bottom of the hole can vaguely see a huge black shadow swimming through.

Then there was a sound on the ice sheet.

The sound was enormous, containing pure power, like a muffled thunderbolt, echoing across the silent ice field.

The surging energy spread outward, pushing away the wind and snow in the sky, and a huge hole was formed around the two of them.

Just the collision of two fists gave birth to a grand feeling.

There are only two people in the endless sea of ice, and at this moment, it seems that there are only two of them left in the world.

Their fists did not stop, and continued to overlap, some slamming together, some smashing on the black robes and sheepskin jackets, and the sound was dull, like the gods beating drums.

The entire ice field began to shake, and the Kun hidden under the ice shook uneasily, and the sea tribes living in the depths of the seabed were terrified.

This is the collision of the two purest forces between heaven and earth, even if a master of the Xuanche realm is involved in it, he will be shocked into flesh in an instant.

The two figures, swimming at high speed on the constantly shattering ice field, were so fast that they could not be seen clearly with the naked eye, and their fists slashed through the air at high speed, affecting the vitality between heaven and earth, constantly vibrating, and pulling out a dazzling lightning.

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Chapter Summary On the grassland, the Tuoba tribe has now become the leader of all the tribes, and this time on the expedition to the Central Plains, they have grabbed enough food for everyone to spend a winter.

Tuoba Lie was very excited, although he had known that the Central Plains was rich for a long time, but he didn't expect that he could harvest so many things just by robbing a dozen villages and a big city.

However, the people in the tribe are not idle now, and they have gathered hundreds of blacksmiths from the entire grassland to melt the iron materials snatched from the Central Plains into molten iron, and then cast them into weapons and armor.

It may not be as good as the hundred steel-making in the Central Plains, but the iron-smelting technology on the grassland is not much worse, and it is conceivable that it can smelt a scimitar that sharpens iron like mud.

The grassland people who tasted the sweetness were also very excited, they worked day and night, but there were not many complaints.

Because the gods fulfilled his promise.

Let them have food to eat, clothes to wear, and even teach them knowledge, let them read and write, although I don't know what the use is, but in the past, that was a right that only the great nobles could have.

They also knew that the day when the iron in their hands would become blades would be when they set foot on that rich land again.

The gods had promised them that at that time, they would be the masters of the land and would never return.

Already eleven-year-old, Tuoba Lie felt that he was no longer a child, that he needed a set of armor that truly belonged to him, and that one day, he would wear him on the battlefield.

So he's looking for Ulan Batel.

As we all know, although there are excellent blacksmiths in the steppe, the best blacksmiths are always the priests of those tribes.

Ulan Baatar is the greatest priest of the steppes and is worshipped as a god by countless people.

He wanted him to give himself divine revelation.

But he searched all the tribes, and found no sign of Ulaanbatar, and he was told that the high priest had left the tribe and gone north.

Ulan Baatar walked very fast, and he had already walked a long way, crossing many tribes, and seeing many living and dead people along the way, cattle and sheep and goshawks, but he did not stop.

Only occasionally catch a fat otter to satisfy your hunger.

He didn't know why he was going north, maybe because he wanted to see the ice sea, or maybe because he felt that since he was a sacrifice, he had to see the gods sleeping under the ice sea with his own eyes.

But he didn't see anything, all around him was endless white snow, and the wind and sand raised, he frowned, and in his conscious perception, there were several huge white bears not far away.

Is that a pet of God?

God is the supreme and hottest light, but why can't we see God's shadow here?

He was a little puzzled, not thinking that the ice under his feet could block the light of God.

He continued to stand here, letting the snow be blown up by the cold wind and hang over him, turning him into one

Legend has it that before the opening of the world, the five spiritual roots existed in the heavens and the earth, the chaotic green lotus, the peach tree, the ginseng fruit tree, the Bodhi tree and the reincarnation gourd root;

There is also a legend that chaos is accompanied by the four spiritual roots, and the reincarnation gourd does not exist in the world.

An unknown gourd root, with a genius from the genetic field of the future world, crossed over to become the king of the gods of the world.

You have the immortal magic that moves mountains and seas, and I have the magic machine of vertical and horizontal

You have strange and unpredictable fairy magic weapons, and I have indestructible scientific and technological weapons

You have the magic power to reopen the earth, water, wind and fire, and I have a strategic missile that destroys the world and destroys the earth

Erhui Heaven and Earth's aura achieves qi practitioners, and I rely on genetic decoding to create extraordinary soldiers

Erkai Mountain established a religion to teach the wonderful art of becoming immortals, and I learned the way of three thousand people from all over the country

......

Er's plot to steal the world's luck, I am behind the yellow bird, and I am in charge of all things; Ren Er's mana is boundless, and I cover the sky with one hand.

She is the future successor of the most powerful Sky Eagle Gang in Shanghai.

is also her father-in-law, Leng Batian's beloved daughter,

It's just that the ability is strong and the power is great, so what's the use!?

Her first love was split┅┅

The first time I liked someone, but it was such a blow, not to mention anything else

Doesn't he know that she's good to him!? or, as others say,

It's just taking advantage of it, playing with her feelings┅┅Just because she won't let him touch it?

If that's the case, why is she nostalgic and sad?

After taking over the position of gang leader, she began to concentrate on managing the entire affairs of the gang

Slowly, she found out that there had always been a person by her side

silently protecting her, taking care of her, waiting for her,

Can she accept it? Should she believe it? The pain of first love,

What kind of twists and turns will they have?