The war in the Central Plains has intensified.

Since the change in Anyang, all the righteous people from all over the Central Plains have rushed to Zhongzhou one after another, and the dark gate seems to attach great importance to this action, and the obstruction of the righteous reinforcements is also more and more fierce every time. In just a few days, all kinds of killing disputes and assassination raids were staged almost simultaneously in the five states of the Central Plains.

The wind is fierce and the thunderstorm is restless!

Even the Holy Witch Sect, which was far away in the western corner of the Central Plains, had to plan to go to Zhongzhou. However, he was killed several times, and in less than a few days, he actually clashed with the enemy more than ten times in the deep mountains, and only advanced less than a hundred miles.

Jinzhou, nearly 10,000 disciples of Tiange, have always been trapped in Yunmeng Daze.

A bloody storm!

On the contrary, Kunlun Mountain, which was supposed to be the center of the battlefield, fell silent for a while.

Wind, somewhat cold.

The snow on the top of the two mountains of Fuyang and Yiwang seems to be getting thicker and thicker with the arrival of late autumn. Through the layers of leafy leaves, Cheng Jia couldn't help but look at it, and the gloom between her eyebrows has never dissipated.

Finally, with a long sigh.

"Senior Brother Tang, don't go far, beware of being ambushed!"

She snapped, then looked around warily.

This is the female disciple of Fuxi who was scolded by her senior brother and cried while washing clothes on the riverbank, after all these years of training, she is no longer the weak she was back then. Although it is still not as talented as the demon in the door, after years of hard work, it is now completely enough to take charge of itself.

At this moment, I am fortunate to be a member of Xiaoyao Peak.

"Senior sister, why did you say that the Demon Sect has been unable to resist in recent days, and it seems to be defeated?"

Hearing this, a rather young disciple gave up his intention to conduct an in-depth search and turned around and asked. It was the disciple of Fuxi who came to the top, and it was rumored in the door that Tang Sixian was guided by Shangguan Yao.

"Although the real person in charge of the family promised to allow you to come, your strength is still lacking. Even if the Demon Sect is defeated and the elders have no orders, you should not come nonsense, it is better to be cautious. ”

"Yes, Senior Sister. ”

"Besides, how can this success or failure be seen on the surface? ”

"Understood. ”

Tang Sixian responded leisurely and retreated behind Cheng Jia.

In my heart, I was a little unconvinced.

He felt that this Senior Sister Cheng was somewhat too cautious, if it was replaced by Senior Sister Shangguan, why was he afraid of these ubiquitous Dark Sect people, I am afraid that under the Heavenly Mandate Ancient Sword, the Demon Sect station that had just been swept away had been completely eradicated in this Kunlun Mountain, where was it necessary to retreat to Xiaoyao Peak so carefully at this moment.

...... Although, that's what they've always done.

However, he seemed to have forgotten that Cheng Jia, and even some of the elders who were not so famous here, could have the courage of Shangguan Yao. Sometimes, strength is not necessarily more important than courage.

Tang Sixian remembered his senior sister's teachings.

It's just that where did the current Senior Sister Shangguan go?

“......”

Glancing at Tang Sixian, Cheng Jia ignored the careful thoughts in the other party's heart, raised his head, but unconsciously looked through the layers of dense leaves, looking towards a certain place in the west.

In a trance, she always felt ......

What you see.

......

Where Cheng Jia has never seen, there is indeed a person.

Dusk is approaching, and the wind is already a little cold.

In a treetop, Qin Chuan's face was expressionless, standing in the wind. The cold wind raised the tips of his hair from time to time, and he couldn't stop hitting the already thin robe. Under the placket, the strange black mark that loomed seemed to be much darker at the moment, deeply imprinted into the skin. Compared to when I first saw it, there was too much weird aura.

It's just like an ordinary print.

Outside the body, the qi of the primordial spirit and the true essence come and go, and diffuse.

It turned out to be incomparably evil.

......

"Alert!"

In the forest, a shout suddenly arose.

Suddenly, the birds and beasts flew away, and the shadows of the trees trembled. More than a dozen cultivators from various sects and sects relied on each other, and together in this forest, the true essence qi of each sect of Dharma cultivation also bloomed at the same time.

"This is?!"

The first middle-aged monk was inexplicably shocked.

I saw that all around, the fallen leaves were flying, but it was mixed with a faint snow, and the cold was overwhelming. Even if the winter in Kunlun Mountain is much earlier than outside, it is completely impossible to usher in such snow in such a late autumn and August. Not to mention, at this moment, the cold air in the sky contains an incomparably domineering murderous aura.

"Whew!"

In the blink of an eye, a black shadow flashed through the surrounding woods.

A few more birdsong sounds, echoing for a long time in this empty mountain forest.

“......”

The crowd fell silent one after another, and not one of them spoke. A suffocating atmosphere spreads from time to time, but it seems that the cold air overflowing in the forest has soaked into everyone's heart.

Long.

"Gone?"

Cheng Jia was the first to doubt himself, but because of the frost and snow, it had completely dispersed.

Immediately afterwards, the face of the leading monk changed greatly, and he was even more happy. Immediately aroused everyone present, and quickly walked towards Xiao Yaofeng, not daring to stay here for half a moment.

"Hurry back to Xiaoyao Peak and report to Elder Zhao!"

......

Everyone left, and the forest was even more empty.

But I could see that I don't know when, Qin Chuan actually stood alone in this empty forest, with one hand raised slightly, and his face was cloudy. In the palm of his hand, there was a grain of snow that had not yet melted.

"Zihan. ”

Suddenly, a faint voice spoke.

Qin Chuan bit his lip.

Behind him, dressed in red, he was extremely eye-catching. A woman, with no expression on her face, only looked at Qin Chuan coldly, a sword soldier in her hand, constantly diffusing a terrifying cold air, and the falling snow that had just stopped began to float again, even more raging than before. Qin Chuan knew that behind him, it was Zihan.

It is the person who has been reincarnated in this life.

"Why did you stop me?"

A cold question came out of Mu Zihan's mouth, without emotion.

"Nope. It's you, who stop yourself. ”

Qin Chuan couldn't bear to turn around, so he only replied softly.

Fang Cai, it was precisely because he sensed Mu Zihan's aura and the terrifying killing intent of the Frost Sword that he quickly rushed over. However, before she could show up, she retracted her original intention and gave up killing the group.

It wasn't himself who stopped him.

...... But, perhaps, it was indeed he who stopped her.

"Why are you doing this?"

“......”

Mu Zihan didn't answer, still looking at Qin Chuan coldly. It seems that she doesn't know Qin Chuan at all, she doesn't know the person in front of her who used to depend on her when she was young, she doesn't remember the original promise, she doesn't remember everything she was willing to do for Qin Chuan, and even, even who she is, she has forgotten.

The swordsman in her hand moved:

"Half Moon asked you to come?"

"No, I chose it myself. ”

"Why?"

"Whatever you do, I will do. ”

Qin Chuan finally turned around, his eyes did not dodge, he did not retreat because of the other party's cold gaze, nor did he have half a point of fear because of the other party's terrifying killing intent, staring at her tightly.

I will do what you do.

......

Night.

Little Yaofeng.

On the top of the peak, some simple dwellings were temporarily built, and on the top of the Kunlun Mountain, which is cold in all seasons, although there is not much wind and snow, it is an extremely important place for the council.

At this moment, Cheng Jia was waiting outside the house, waiting for instructions from inside.

She knew something was wrong.

The breath that I encountered in the forest below the mountain before, any knowledgeable cultivator can clearly feel it, and even, with the incomparable fear in the depths of the soul, invades the mind together:

Evil Sword, Frost!

The Moon Shadow of the Dark Gate, since the time of the Temple of the Holy Son, has been the most dangerous person in the roster of the various families. After the case of the destruction of the Cangyue Sect, it has reached the point of making people smell and change. With his own strength, he destroyed a sect that was second only to Tiange, such a terrifying ability, thousands of people have never heard of it.

But, Moon Shadow, did.

Moon Shadow, who is a Dark Gate person, has that ability!

As soon as this news came out, everyone in the world was shocked, and Moon Shadow became the most terrifying and mysterious person. No one knows where she got such a sensational and terrible cultivation.

No one knows when she will appear;

No one knows what kind of earth-shattering news she will bring once she appears!

“......”

In Cheng Jia's heart, a feeling of uneasiness became more and more serious.

Suddenly, with this uneasiness to the extreme, on Xiao Yaofeng, a cold air came out at the same time. The clear moon sky, in a moment, turned into a violent storm and snow, ravaging it.

In the snow, a figure slowly appeared.

Like a shadow of death, on this small remote peak, out of the void.

"Who?!"

In an instant, a guarded Confucian disciple let out a loud shout and looked into the wind and snow in surprise. However, as soon as the words fell, he saw his entire body, which suddenly lost its balance and flew into the air. As if restrained by a strange True Yuan, he couldn't stop struggling in the snow, and he couldn't even shout a word.

"Whew!"

A flash of light flashed.

No one could tell what color it was. I don't know if it's the darkness in the night, or the white in the snow, but in the blink of an eye, with the passing of that light, the original Confucian garden disciple disappeared from the trace.

“......”

In the air, only the light snow drifted by.

All the breath of the Confucian Yuan disciple, the body, the primordial spirit, and even the soul, were completely extinguished in the Three Realms under the eyes of everyone like this. Ever again, leave no trace.

Like, never came to this world!

“！”

Everyone was shocked for a moment, and they couldn't make any expressions on their faces.

No one knows what kind of strange cultivation it came from;

No one knows whether it was the ethereal ghost god who carried out this killer;

No one knows that there is such a terrifying scene in the world!

"Wow!"

On Xiaoyao Peak, there was a commotion in an instant. The disciples either panicked or fled in panic, but none of them remembered to take any precautions. In the face of the most feared death in the world, one by one, it seems that they have forgotten the oath they made not long ago, and they have forgotten the behavior they should have.

Only, Cheng Jia stood still, looking at the gradually clear face in the wind and snow.

Issued, a whisper:

"Zihan ......"