"Well, you go back!" Yuwen Zhouyuan saw Ulanqi's fear at a glance, and did not expose it.

After Ulanqi left, Yuwen Zhou Yuan Zhou Jin Destruction Sword in his hand, looking like a great enemy, jumped into the fourth layer of the pit with the girl.

"Pull me, don't lose it, otherwise those snow wolf beasts will eat your ......" Linglong made a grimace, Xiao Yi grabbed Yuwen Zhouyuan, and with huge strength, it was not Yuwen Zhouyuan who could break free at all.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was moved in his heart, and he couldn't cry or laugh.

In case when you go down to the fourth layer, the True Monarch Demon Beast is not intimidated by the girl, and still attacks itself, then it will be difficult to escape by the girl!

In Yuwen Zhouyuan's slight contemplation, the fourth layer of the Lost Space Underground World has come into view.

First of all, there are snowflakes, with a hint of loneliness and desolation.

Although the girl is small, she has infinite strength, if it weren't for Yuwen Zhouyuan's extraordinary physical body, I am afraid that just a grip would be enough to seriously injure her.

And after entering the fourth layer, the girl stomped her little feet, and a cloud with four electric patterns immediately rose on the ground, which made Yuwen Zhouyuan feel familiar, it was the cloud seen by Hanhu.

"Where are you going to see the snow, I'll take you!" Linglong said with a sweet smile in his small mouth, holding a spirit stone, his long eyelashes bent into a crescent moon.

It's nothing, it's more fun than eating a delicious spirit fruit, Yuwen Zhouyuan's big brother is really a good person, I want to take him around!

The four electric pattern spirit clouds were immediately comparable to the true monarch, and Linglong hit a mysterious light at the clouds, and above the clouds, the yin wind was enveloped, and the speed was doubled again, which was comparable to the mid-stage speed of the true monarch.

Above the spiritual clouds, Yuwen Zhouyuan closed his eyes, let the snowflakes hit his face, and instead of the black shadows of the True Monarch Demon Beasts popping out one after another, they seemed to be attracted by the flesh and blood breath of Yuwen Zhouyuan, and they were ready to eat Yuwen Zhouyuan and have a full meal.

But every time she came here, the girl snorted, waved her pink fist, and one by one the demon beasts suddenly showed their struggles and dispersed.

Linglong girl, I don't know what her identity is, the demon beasts here are all at her command.

"Big brother, don't worry, no one can hurt you with me!" Linglong's little chest straightened and smiled proudly.

After hearing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled slightly and said, "Okay!"

"Big brother, except for grandpa, I am not afraid of anyone in this underground world where space has been lost! Don't worry, no one can bully you!"

Where is the delicate girl chattering and currying favor with Yuwen Zhouyuan, the purpose is obvious, just to please Yuwen Zhouyuan and get some benefits.

For the girl's title, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt helpless, if the monks from the outside world knew that they were dignified Yuwen Zhouyuan, but they were covered by a girl's title, then the prestige of the world would be swept away!

Gradually, the girl's noise could no longer be heard, only the sound of snowflakes falling on my heart.

The third layer is snowless, and the fourth layer is like the first and second layers again, and the snow is flying.

It's just that if there is a difference, there are still some, with a hint of understanding of the artistic conception of snow, Yuwen Zhouyuan found that the first layer of snow is cold, but it is the cold of spring, and the second layer of snow is even colder, but it has the artistic conception of winter snow......

As for the fourth layer of snow, it is lonely and desolate, with a hint of solemnity, this is the snow of late autumn.

The snow on the ninth layer of the lost space is no different...... However, after leaving the perception of the power of the lost space, each layer of snow has been endowed with different degrees of snow artistic conception, from shallow to deep, from simple to complex!

What is rare in the world is not the intention of the true monarch, but the process of comprehending the meaning of the true monarch step by step, and this snowflake contains this process.

After experiencing the third layer of snowlessness, and when the fourth layer is gone, the power of leaving a lost space must be lonely and desolate snow.

That powerful senior must have stayed for a long time in the fourth layer, I'm afraid it was calculated in 10,000 years, otherwise there would never be such a sense of loneliness.

Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but be invaded by this autumn snow, and gradually his heart merged with the snow, and he heard the sound of falling snow, and sighed deeply.

"Cultivating the Tao, cultivating to the end, but it is lonely...... This loneliness, like snow, does not disperse, like late autumn, chaotic mood...... But without this lonely process, the Tao cannot be cultivated. Snow is not lonely, and my heart is lonely, then snow is also lonely. This is the artistic conception of snow ......"

The girl descended the spirit cloud so as not to disturb Yuwen Zhouyuan's comprehension, and Yuwen Zhouyuan stood in the fluttering snowflakes and was silent for a long time.

Lonely...... This implication does not seem to be enough to interpret the way of leaving a lost space for a long life, and the artistic conception of melting in snow is not enough!

"Let's go to the fifth floor......" Yuwen Juyuan said softly to Linglong.

"Okay, though, I don't have enough spirit fruit to eat......" The girl dodged her gaze and smiled evilly.

"After the fifth layer, I'll give you another storage bag!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said.

"Okay, don't play tricks!" the delicate girl immediately came to her senses, if there was no spirit fruit to accompany her, this snow was simply boring.

She was in a spiritual cloud, galloping, and the true monarch demon beasts along the way, but whenever she felt a trace of spiritual power on her body, she seemed to think of something terrifying, and hibernated on the ground, not daring to move.

As soon as the clouds entered the giant pit of the fourth city, and descended to the fifth layer of heaven and earth, all the autumn snow suddenly turned into a flying blizzard.

Although it is extremely cold, the snowflakes and goose feathers are snowy, and this kind of magic power is beyond common sense.

Snow is snow, even if it's goose feather snow, it's still snow!

Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed, and he faintly felt that the blizzard on the fifth layer had begun to be extremely extraordinary, and this extraordinary was given by the artistic conception of snow!

Yuwen Juyuan remembered the spell he had learned, the Blizzard Technique...... This technique is insignificant, but it is a true master period spell, but it is exactly in line with this situation.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's blizzard technique, no matter how skilled he is, that snow will eventually condense into ice spikes...... Because of the lack of the artistic conception of snow, snow is no longer snow in the end.

Yuwen Zhouyuan closed his eyes and comprehended, and everywhere around, there were a few hidden Demon Monarch late-level demon beasts, and these demon beasts also comprehended the artistic conception of snow in the blizzard.

When Yuwen Zhouyuan entered the fifth layer, one by one the demon beasts immediately showed bloodthirsty eyes, but they were glared at by the girl, and they all obediently accepted the killing machine.

They didn't dare to fight Yuwen Zhouyuan's idea anymore, but they all looked down on Yuwen Zhouyuan in their hearts, the demon beasts above the true master can be transformed into humans, these demon beasts are not incarnated, but they have the spiritual wisdom that is not inferior to humans.

"This son, who is only a true master cultivator, actually wants to understand the meaning of the true monarch, and it is ridiculous ......" A giant elephant beast said indifferently in the language of the demon clan.

"However, he was protected by 'the man'...... We'd better not meddle in his business!" said another rhino horned demon beast fearfully.

These demon beasts, placed in the Dongzhou Divine Domain, must all be peerless fierce beasts, but they are all afraid of girls.

And as these demon beasts said, Yuwen Zhouyuan comprehended the artistic conception of snow on the fifth layer, which was extremely unsmooth.

For the first time, Yuwen Juyuan couldn't hear the feeling of leaving the power of the lost space from the snow.

The fifth layer seems to be a feng shui ridge, and the artistic conception of snow in this layer has really begun to change qualitatively, compared with the perception of the fifth layer, the perception of the first four layers is insignificant.

"What's missing?" Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned, but the girl said in an urging tone: "Big brother, okay...... You didn't give me the Spirit Fruit to eat, I'm hungry!"

"Okay, okay, I know......" Yuwen Juyuan opened his eyes helplessly, he couldn't comprehend it, but at this moment, he was even more uneasy when he was stirred up by the girl.

Yuwen Zhouyuan took out a bag of medium-grade spirit stones and handed it to Linglong.

"Here you go, don't bother me, let me have a good experience of this artistic conception of snow!" Yuwen Zhou Yuan said.

"Haha, this junior is also interesting...... The artistic conception of snow here is too strong, how can he experience it with his cultivation......" A scalper demon beast sneered in the language of the demon clan.

"It's delicious...... girl said as she swallowed the spirit fruit.

But when he saw Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was frowning, he heard the sneer of the scalper again.

She glared at the snickering scalper, raised her finger lightly, and said angrily, "You, come here, teach the artistic conception of snow you understand to the eldest brother, otherwise I will let grandpa catch you and roast you!"

The scalper was originally gloating, but when he heard the girl's life, he immediately lost his life, and the cow's face was afraid of becoming a bitter gourd.

He immediately ran away and rushed to the girl, full of flattery.

A spell, with the artistic conception of snow, appeared in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"Bull spirit beast, you're doing a good job, you can go play!" Linglong said.

"Yes, it's ......" The scalper demon beast who was cultivated in the later stage of the dignified true monarch was commanded by the girl, but instead of being dissatisfied, he showed joy.

In the Lost Space Underground World, as long as it is recognized by the girl, then there is no need to worry about being eaten by her in the future.

One by one, the demon beasts looked at the scalpers with envy, after all, the opportunity to please the girl is not available every day.

For all this, Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't seem to pay attention to it, and the demonic aura of any demon beast beside him was enough to suffocate him, but at this moment, he couldn't see it at all.

In his eyes, there was only the mana blow that the scalper had just made with the artistic conception of snow, and the scalper just slapped it, and it gradually brightened in his eyes.

The meaning of the true monarch is assimilation, and it is not enough to comprehend it, but also to urge the artistic conception to assimilate the spell and assimilate all the enemies who enter the realm of artistic conception.

A hint of realization, gradually rising, he did not immediately help the girl alchemy, but double-pinched, began to perform the blizzard technique over and over again.

Ten times, the snow is still ice.

A hundred times, the snow, gradually half ice and half snow.

A thousand times, most of the snow was snow and not ice.

After a thousand times, Yuwen Zhouyuan closed his eyes, and he was finally able to hear the sigh of the power of leaving the lost space, and the sigh was also assimilated by the artistic conception of the snow, turning into pieces of snowflakes, before he couldn't distinguish those snows, and then he only glanced at them, and he could see which drops of snowflakes were feelings!

"What is snow, I turn into clouds, cover into snow!" There was only one sentence that left the power of the lost space, but it was like an initiation, knocking on the last trace of separation in Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart.

At this moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his eyes, his gaze was not as easy-going as usual, and he became obsessed with the world and arrogant and domineering.

As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan pinched the spell of the Blizzard Technique, a thousand ice spikes suddenly appeared in the sky, half of them were ice and half were snow.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart, a trace of artistic conception urged, and in the air, the artistic conception of a few snowflakes left by the power of the lost space was held in the palm of his hand and crushed. snorted coldly, "If I cover it, it will be snow!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan's palm flipped fiercely, and all the ice spikes turned into snowflakes and fell at the same time.