The sky is cold and the ground is freezing, the sky and the earth are the same color, and as far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse.

Green silk sleet, green robe wrapped in the cold wind, a woman in green clothes walking in the ice and snow, carrying a long sword, straight back, step by step, wind and snow whimpering, snow waves rolling.

The snow sparsely fell on her eyebrows, and Shen Bujiao rubbed her hands, the cyan robe on her body could no longer resist the cold like ice hell.

Freezing three feet, the cold cliff is hundred, the bone-chilling cold swept through the body, freezing her whole body is not good, and the driving spiritual power cannot resist the invasion of the cold wave, this is a kind of cold to the bones, and the cold wind is pouring into her limbs.

Shen Bujiao's footsteps gradually slowed down, not that she didn't want to go, but the ice condensed on her feet, here the ice and snow, everything withered, leaving a round of cold moon hanging high in the sky, the cold moon was silent, the snow was flying, Shen Bujiao was dressed in moonlight, stepping on the snow.

If the yellow sand world is barren and dead and silent, then this ice and snow world is quiet and solemn, everything returns to its place, the snow covers the vitality, the cold moon reflects the white snow, and the shattered fall Qiongfang.

Shen Bujiao pulled out the Jueyun Sword behind her back, the sword light flashed, the ice shattered, she climbed the snow mountain, looked down at the sky, Qionghua flew, pointed to the silver mountain jade tree, just like being in Yaotai, the stream froze, everything was silent, the vigor of spring, the prosperity of summer, and the harvest of autumn were all written off in this ice carving jade building.

The height is unbearable, Shen Bujiao stood at the highest place in this ice and snow world, and completely understood the meaning of this sentence, her hair was frosted, snowflakes fell between her eyebrows, the biting cold wrapped her, and the slaughter of all things withered came to her face.

Shen Bujiao counted in her heart how many worlds she had passed, after leaving the volcanic world, she went to the yellow sand world, a spring rain greeted life, followed by thunder, it was an extremely terrifying place, dark clouds were thick, thunder resounded in the sky, and sharp lightning pierced the dark night sky.

She held the sword, the thunder rolled down, Shen Bujiao didn't remember how many times she was split, her straight back was bent, her fair skin was stained black, she lost all her strength and crawled on the ground, there was no place on her body that was not injured, the thunder was high above and did not hesitate to the creeping ants below, still arrogantly and domineeringly showing its strength, the thunder roared in Shen Bujiao's ears, shaking her internal organs to pieces.

Shen Bujiao could clearly feel that her life was passing at that time, every level she broke through was extremely dangerous, she escaped death, she didn't know which world she would die in, she only knew that as long as she didn't die, she had to move forward.

How long has she been in the world of thunder, one day, one month or a year, ten years, she doesn't know, the extreme pain on her body makes her a little vague about time, this pain is not something that words can describe.

Later, she took advantage of the thunder of the heavens to comprehend the thunder sword technique and broke the game.

The difficulties are far from over, and landslides, tsunamis, poisonous miasma, magma, and surging rivers have crossed one by one......

There are too many, every time there is danger, and her mood has been greatly improved on the edge of life and death, but at the same time, she has become more and more silent, day after day, year after year, lonely, silent, difficult and dangerous to break alone, on the edge of life and death alone, no one to talk to, no one to share.

She has gone through hardships, she has been reborn in Nirvana, she has walked alone, and the cruel and amazing Nirvana is a bloody wound after the transformation, a horror that she dare not close her eyes every day, and a thrilling ......

Suffering never makes people stronger, more people will be tortured by suffering to the point that they can't be like that, she doesn't want to become like that, so she can only grit her teeth and persevere, seeking a way to break the situation.

Along the way, she experienced struggle, despair, confusion and reconciliation, and lost faith, dignity and pride, but fortunately, she did not lose her way in the end, did not lose her loyalty to her faith, and her heart was tempered as a rock in this crisis.

Shen Bujiao's hand holding the Jueyun Sword couldn't help but tighten a little, and only now did she really understand what she meant when she met Ruan Jin for the first time when she was eight years old - only the sword is the foundation of your life, it is the source of strength, the partner of life and death, the guarantee of safety, and the only light in countless long nights.

She chuckled, and infinite emotion surged in her heart, she didn't know what she meant at first, but then she was already the person in the words.

The cold wind whistled by, Shen Bujiao's extremely cold body was already stiff, she raised her head and laughed, her face was bright, "Come to fight!"

As if he understood her words, the icy clouds that shrouded the top of the mountain roared and surged, and the ice rain and cold waves

One after another, Shen Bujiao was not afraid, his eyes were full of affirmation, it was an indestructible self-confidence, "Thunder is like thunder, Weiling universe is moving all over the world, who can care if Liuhe is not dimensional?"

With a twist of the wrist, the sword flickered, the eyes showed a cold light, and suddenly a thunderclap sounded in the air like a black cloud pressing the city, and the rime condensed on the trees, the silver flowers of the Qiongshu trees all over the mountains and fields were smashed in an instant, and thousands of ice crystals swarmed and gathered, Shen Bujiao toe a little, and the long sword crossed a sword arc, like a wave of water, the power and majesty of the heavenly thunder should not be underestimated, the thunder sound was domineering, the wind and snow were stagnant, and the ice crystals were split into pieces.

As soon as the ice and snow were gone, the wind shook the sky and the handle returned, but the thunder came out of the ground, and Yin Yin seemed to be in spring.

The fish and dragon under the ice vibrated their fins and woke up from sleep, the crisp sound of ice breaking, light thunder and light rain, thunder and lightning dissipation, snow splashing frost floating, peach blossoms scorching and opening, warm spring mountain warm sun and wind, ice and snow melting, and everything recovered.

Ice and Snow World - Broken!

A boat is light, and the sculls are terrifying. The water and sky are clear, and the shadow is flat. The distant mountains are continuous, the mountains are stacked, the white clouds in the mountains are swirling and changing, and the morning light of the dawn mountains is verdant.

There is no doubt that the scenery here is extremely beautiful, Shen Bujiao stood on the boat, riding the wind and waves, she walked for a long time, and did not encounter danger and test, which not only did not make Shen Bujiao relax, but became more and more nervous.

At this moment, a layer of dim gray mist faintly appeared on the water surface in front of him, Shen Bujiao frowned, and the boat still sailed forward, flat and stable, calm and calm.

In the blink of an eye, Xiaozhou fell into the gray mist, Shen Bujiao cheered up 120,000 points, for fear that some monster would suddenly come out of the gray mist, the gray mist was pervasive, and her eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of ash, and everything was hazy.

Shen Bujiao steered the boat to move slower, his eyes looked around vigilantly, the fog was getting thicker and thicker, and he could hardly see the direction of the road ahead, and the green mountains on both sides of the strait were nowhere to be seen.

"Help, help!"

"Is there anyone, help us!"

......

Suddenly, there were a series of mournful cries for help ahead.

Shen Bujiao frowned, a pair of dark eyes were as bright as stars, she was tense, and looked at the source of the voice vigilantly, she didn't know the situation, she wouldn't act easily, maybe the person who called for help was the culprit.

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