Pain, endless pain spread in Tianhe's body, that feeling, as if there was a blunt knife cutting his soul hard, as if something had forcibly broken free from his body and became independent.

The coldness and emptiness after the severe pain seemed to drain all the power in his body, causing him to fall into a drowsiness, and he could only dimly see a golden and red light not far from him, desperately biting towards him, but each was restrained by an invisible whirlpool, and he couldn't move an inch.

It is...... Is this beast finally detached from me?

Looking at the gluttony that was close at hand, constantly opening his teeth and dancing his claws, Tianhe only felt that his heart was incomparably quiet and serene, as if he had finally let go of the burden of a thousand catties, relaxed and comfortable.

She...... I seem to have seen her, but where is it?

Tianhe looked around, vaguely as if he saw a crack in the door or something like that, and behind the crack in the door stood a woman, with flowers as the appearance, the moon as the god, the willow as the state, the jade as the bone, the ice and snow as the skin, and the autumn water as the posture, with a gentle expression with a little coldness, staring at herself outside the door with burning eyes.

Hey......

Tianhe felt as if he had passed through a barrier of ice and snow condensation, but when he came back to his senses, he felt that his whole body was cold and biting, and the chill hit people, and only by using his spiritual power could he ensure that he would not be frozen to death.

Looking around, the snow was blowing one after another, and it was like a storm falling from the sky, and the calves were completely immersed in the snow, and every step felt extremely difficult.

"It's ...... Where?"

The overwhelming snowflakes kept swirling in front of him, and the scenery ten meters in front of him was completely blurred, and there was no sun overhead, making it difficult to distinguish between the east and the west. Tianhe didn't dare to delay, nor did he dare to excessively consume the spiritual power of the sword, so he could only move quickly in one direction, preparing to find a place like a cave to avoid the wind and snow.

Walking and walking, Tianhe didn't know how far he had walked and how long he had walked, but he vaguely saw a figure standing in front of him in the ice and snow.

"Excuse me......"

As soon as Tianhe spoke, the fierce wind and snow whistled into his mouth, drowning its sound not far in front of him.

Struggling to walk to the figure, Tianhe was suddenly stunned, because the person was wearing the Dao robe of the Jade Void Palace, and his appearance was vaguely familiar, he should be one of the eight people who were going to participate in the Sword Heart Trial before, but he didn't expect him to be completely frozen into an ice sculpture here.

Tianhe reached out and touched his neck carotid artery, only to feel that the place in his hand was like an ice cube, cold and biting, and there was no pulse at all.

He's dead!

Hey, in such a harsh climate, if you don't have spiritual power to protect your body, you won't be able to live long at all.

Tianhe sighed silently, although his cultivation was only at the fourth layer realm, but because of the relationship between the immortal roots, the strength of spiritual power was definitely enough to compete with the disciples of the sixth layer, so he could insist on walking to this place, but if he couldn't find a place to hide from the wind and snow, I am afraid it would not be long before he would have to follow in the footsteps of that senior brother.

Now is not the time to be sad, this sky full of wind and snow carries an evil aura, and I am afraid that there are demons in this place.

Tianhe quickened his pace and walked towards the peak of the snow-capped mountain, and after about half an hour, a blush began to appear in his eyes.

It was like a flower in the snow, but when Tianhe approached and watched, he was terrified. Because it was a flower condensed from blood, and there were four mutilated corpses around, all of which were disciples who were preparing to participate in the Kenshin Trial before, and they seemed to have been disemboweled out by some kind of fierce beast, and they died a miserable death.

Could it be...... It?

Tianhe didn't believe that an ordinary beast could hurt five monks at the fifth layer, and the only one who had the ability to do this was that peerless beast:

Gourmand!

Chasing all the way down the bloodstains, Tianhe once again found a corpse that had been bitten off the lower half of his body, his eyes wide open, as if he had retained the infinite fear before he died.

"Ahaha, I'm going to die anyway, I'm going to die, just enjoy it and die again, so even if I go down to the Yellow Spring, I'm a merry ghost!"

Faintly, Tianhe heard the roar of a beast and looked up, but saw a faint light swaying in the wind and snow, pointing him in the direction of progress.

"Hiss......"

A moment later, Tianhe had seen a ruined temple, and through the gate, he could see a warm bonfire blazing, and a disciple in a Kunlun Taoist robe was pressing a woman to the ground, tearing her clothes hard. Behind them, a statue of a god whose face could no longer be seen clearly watched the unsightly scene in silence, only the crackling and exploding sound of firewood burning was like a silent sigh!

"Beast!"

Tianhe couldn't sit idly by, so he quickly rushed into the temple and kicked the disciple out with one kick.

“...... Qingliang, it turned out to be you brute!"

When the disciple got up from the ground and turned around, Tianhe saw his appearance clearly, it was the second most named disciple of the Qing Liang, who threatened to snipe him at the sword test conference, but because of the demon invasion, he could not get his wish.

"You...... It's you!"

Qingliang stared at Tianhe tremblingly as if he had seen a monster, and said tremblingly: "It was you who ate Qingda them, and now you want to come and eat me again, you fierce beast, fierce beast, fierce beast!"

"I ate them?"

Tianhe stared at Qing Liang suspiciously, his demeanor did not seem to be contrived, and his spirit was in a high panic, as if he had not yet recovered from the shock of Qing Da and them being devoured.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to be eaten...... Haha, kill you, kill you and I'll be safe......"

Qing Liang suddenly made a decision in his hand, and the long sword on the ground rose up in the air, directly taking Tianhe's head.

"Crazy talk, it looks like you're really scared stupid!"

The sword light is as fast as lightning, Tianhe does not dare to have the slightest carelessness, after all, Qingliang's cultivation is higher than him, and now although he looks like crazy, his fighting instinct has not been forgotten, and the long sword is galloping and deriving thousands of sword lights, which seem to have set off a layer of turbulent waves out of thin air, and the layers of slapping down, making Tianhe feel that there is no way to escape.

Top-grade true scriptures, Xuanyin black water swordsmanship!

Stunned, Tianhe had already recognized the swordsmanship made by Qing Liang, presumably it was taught to him by Xugu privately, no wonder he dared to threaten to snipe himself in the sword test conference.

The sword light was fierce, dense as rain, Tianhe did not dare to make a hard connection, and when he was about to dodge away, he saw that the amount of clear water suddenly input more spiritual power, which made the sword surge, enveloping the entire eighty-square-meter temple.

"Die, you all have to die, only when you are dead, can I sleep peacefully!"

Qing Liang's eyes were already bloodshot, and the whole person no longer had any reason at all, and he actually shrouded the weak and weak woman on the ground in the sword, which was completely a posture of destroying flowers with spicy hands.

"Brute!"

If Tianhe wants to avoid the edge, it is just a matter of effort, but the premise of doing so is to watch the woman on the ground being dismembered by the sword. If you resist head-on, even if you don't die, you will have to suffer heavy damage. He asked himself if he was a saint, but he was not a despicable person who was not half-blooded and could not be saved when he saw death.

So in the final struggle between life and death, he still chose to stand out, like a towering and immovable mountain, unbreakable in front of the woman, bearing all the wind and sword rain alone.