Yangguan Road, Huangquan Road, is really lively at this time.

On this side of the line, there are bull heads and horses and black girls guarding them, but on the other side, they are chattering and arguing.

If you win Fengdu City, who will be in charge of the reincarnation gate?

This is a question that will never be answered.

Others had the patience to wait for them to argue, but Yan Xiaomei didn't, because the noise disturbed her to play the piano to Hei Wuchang.

The little sister went out of the city and sat on the back of a snow lion with wings, a snow kite on her knees, ice bones and rain strings, and the cold air was scattered.

Slender fingers, plucking the silk strings, immediately the sound of the dark sound, drowning out the sound of the quarrel.

When the sound of the zither hit, everyone immediately held their breath and condensed, and those with poor skills had to cover their ears in order to barely resist the sound of the little sister's snow kite.

The little sister is the Yama Sister Jun, the legendary goddess of the snow mountain in the desert grassland, who once flooded the southwest demon realm with snow, and discussed sisters with the Holy Ancestor Vermilion Bird.

Most of the people who can alarm her anger don't end well.

When the snow lion flew on Yangguan Road, passing by Niu Tou Ma Mian, the little sister asked coldly: "Niu Ma Si Xing, who is this group of people, and why are they crowded on my Huangquan Road?"

Ma Mian sneered slightly, and immediately replied to the little sister: "They claim to be immortals, and they want to enter Fengdu City and snatch the reincarnation gate." ”

"Interesting, interesting. Xiaomei smiled slightly and looked down in the air: "I haven't seen such an interesting person as you for many years." ”

The snow lion fluttered its ice wings and rained down cold snowflakes, and the little sister raised her voice to be proud of the snow: "Because you are interesting, I will give you ten numbers of time to escape." ”

After saying cold words to the crowd, the little sister ordered Niu Tou: "Niu Si Xing, check the number for me, don't count too slowly, if everyone escapes, it will be really boring." ”

The bull head laughed wildly and immediately counted them, and every time the snow lion's ice wings flapped, he checked the number.

Every time a number passes, it is the time close to death, but many people don't know it.

"Who the hell are you, by name?"

When I found the fifth number, I don't know who shouted this sentence, and the little sister didn't know him at all.

The snow lion and the little sister are also cold and hard-hearted, and when they heard their master being asked, they immediately roared angrily, spewed snow mist from their mouths, and rolled towards the person who asked them.

The snow mist carried the magic power of 10,000 years of ice, and in the blink of an eye, it froze the person who asked the question.

This trick was used, but it was only the sixth number.

The person who asked the question was in the crowd, and of course he was also a member of the Earth Immortal Sect, and before he was frozen, he didn't have the strength to fight back.

The brothers of the same sect were immediately furious, they only thought that Xiaomei's mount was powerful, but they didn't know that this snow lion was just a casual illusion of Xiaomei.

Looking at the appearance of the little sister, she is just a sixteen-year-old who can have any extraordinary means and bluff.

The three sharp swords broke through the sky from the crowd, and someone in the earth immortal finally made a move.

It's a pity that they thought that they were dealing with just a nameless little woman, and they could pick up a cheap one, but they didn't expect it to be Yan Xiaomei, one of the two monarchs in the underworld.

Three swords, two stabbed at the snow lion, and one went straight to the throat of the little sister.

The bull head was furious, and when he saw that the king was in danger, he immediately stepped on the Huangquan Road, and was about to kill someone, but was scolded by the little sister.

"Niu Sixing, what the hell are you yelling at, check your number carefully!"

There is a fairy spell on the sword, which has enveloped the whole body of the little sister, but the little sister has not yet made a move, as if she is allowed to be stabbed by the sharp sword, she wants to use her body to block.

The two swords that stabbed at the snow lion had been bitten off, and the swords that stabbed at the throat of the little sister were about to be killed.

The man who danced the sword, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, he will become the hero who won the first battle of the fairy ghost.

It's a pity, this heroic dream is too short, and when the sword is about to stab the throat of the little sister, it suddenly breaks into eighteen pieces.

No one could see how the sword broke, and no one knew why he fell from mid-air.

As he fell, Eighteen cut his sword and fell, all piercing his body.

When he was alive, I am afraid that he would never have imagined that today, he would die under his own sword.

After the blood was splashed on the spot, people saw a young man in black, standing in the middle of Yangguan Road, with a black rope chain wrapped around his hand, and there were some broken sword fragments on the rope chain.

When did this boy arrive?

Isn't it his rope chain that broke the sword and also knocked down the sword dancer?

This is impossible, how can there be a chain in the world that is faster than lightning, and how can there be such a handsome man?

The earth immortals were stunned, and the bull head had already found the eighth number.

"Little brother, I knew you were going to come to save me. The little sister smiled proudly, with the pride of a little woman.

After being proud, she sneered at the crowd: "Yangguan Road and Huangquan Road are very close, if you don't run away now, you will have to come over later." ”

Her meaning is very clear, those who do not flee must die.

However, there were only two digits left, and thousands of people were huddled together, how could they have time to escape for their lives?

The bull head has already counted ten, the little sister has ten fingers playing the strings, the sound of the zither is full of heaven and earth, the sound is in the ears, and there is a heart-destroying ruthlessness.

Some people raise their luck to resist, and some people spurt blood.

When she was embarrassed, the eagles roared overhead, and the little sister's zither voice was swaggering, and tens of thousands of snow eagles turned over the Yangguan Road and pounced on the immortals.

Before besieging the underworld, the Earth Immortals thought they were in control, and they had a large advantage in numbers, with thousands of them.

When the war really started, they knew that their knowledge was shallow, and a little woman in the underworld could attract tens of thousands of eagles by casually conjuring up a little magical power.

Between strength and weakness, an instant switch.

The siege of the underworld turned out to be a place of slaughter.

It's too late to escape, so let's fight desperately, all the earth immortals drew their blades and waited for the snow eagle to rush down.

If the snow eagle really rushes down, I'm afraid that there will be a river of blood here immediately, and from then on, there will be endless hatred between immortals and ghosts.

An iron chain stretched across the air, rolling up a cold wind.

The cold wind raged in the air, forcing away tens of thousands of snow eagles.

Black impermanence circled with a rope and saved thousands of lives.

Since the black impermanence wants to be saved, the little sister of course obeys his wishes and immediately waves her sleeves to disperse the snow eagle.

It's just that the little sister doesn't understand the intention of black impermanence, how can the little brother, who usually kills in cold blood, suddenly soften?

The little sister Tingting got up, stood on the back of the snow lion, locked her eyebrows and asked Hei Impermanence: "Damn it, why does the little brother want to stay?"

"Who is the leading brother, stand up for me!"

Black impermanence stares at the crowd coldly, freezing people's hearts.

The little sister immediately realized that the little brother didn't want to spare anyone, but wanted to kill and understand.

Although the earth immortals escaped death, no one dared to put down the blades in their hands, and in the face of the questioning of the black-clothed young man, no one brazenly spoke out.

Do you want to betray the people who touch the heavens?

Whoever answers this sentence will be left with a stench for 10,000 years.

When there was silence, the moon came out of the wind, and she fluttered in front of the black impermanence, which can be regarded as an old meeting.

"The soul of the leading brother is on my sword. ”

Pull out the impermanence slash, a soul exorcism spell, and the moon will expel the soul of the person who touches the heavens, and throw it in front of the black impermanence.