These monks were obviously also lucky and wanted to escape from this feathered city. Because they could see that the attention of the sword without a trace at this moment seemed to be condensed on Ouyang Jingjing's body. But they didn't know that Jian Wuxian was already burning with anger in his heart at this moment, and rushing out like this at this time was simply the object of Jian Wuji's venting.

So, when these monks rushed out, the sword without a trace shouted, and the whole body suddenly exploded, and when his fists were clenched, he didn't want to absorb the souls of these people at this time, but after the fist was suddenly swung out, he didn't take a step, and in the distortion of this void, a huge fist phantom appeared out of thin air, with a whistling sound, almost at the moment when these monks flew out, it directly hit their bodies, making their bodies burst open, turned into countless flesh and blood, and fell directly to the place。

This scene completely shocked those who were under this white protective circle, and all those who had a fluke mentality!

So at this moment, they chose to wait and not think about the idea of fleeing.

Finally, a qiē seemed to regain its calm. Jian Wuxian did not continue to attack the white protective circle, under this white protective circle, everyone was waiting anxiously, even if they heard Ouyang Jingjing at this time, they still let out a painful hiss within the black cultivation circle. But even so, they were still able to persist until the arrival of the person who lifted the catastrophe, even in their hearts, the arrival of this person might be very long.

So at this time, their only hope was that Ouyang Jingjing's will could not be destroyed by this sword without a trace, and it could not be extinguished by Ouyang Jingjing's will, and they could drag the sword without a trace to gain more time.

At this time, Jian Wuxian looked solemn, looked at Ouyang Jingjing under the black cultivation circle, and continued to send out the power of cultivation, making this black cultivation aura circle have more compression power. made Ouyang Jingjing's body feel more pain.

This painful scream, let Ouyang Huangshi listen to it, so distressed that he could barely breathe, making his eyes have tears slipping down, in this powerless situation, he knew that he was also fearless to rush out, so he could only let Ouyang Jingjing hiss under this white protective circle, anxiously waiting for the coming of the person who lifted the catastrophe.

But so on. It was winter two years later!

This winter ushered in the first heavy snow of the second day. The heavy snow soon enveloped the entire surrounding area of the Feathered City, making the entire area of the Feathered City look like it was covered with a thick layer of cotton from a distance.

Ouyang Jingjing's will still has an inextinguishable desire, but this inextinguishability seems to be like a candle that is about to burn out at this moment, and it may be extinguished at any time.

Jian Wuxian had enough patience, because Ouyang Jingjing's soul made it worth paying such enough patience, so after these two years had passed. The power of his cultivation was still being sent, and at this time, Ouyang Jingjing, who was under the black cultivation circle, had the hair on her head unkempt, and her consciousness had begun to appear in a trance. What's more, behind her, half of her soul has been detached from her body.

Under this white protective circle, all the monks did not feel the slightest fatigue because of the fatigue of these two years. That's because in their hearts, there is a desire to live. But with these two years of waiting, there are some monks. There was grief and indignation in his eyes.

In the past two years, they listened to Ouyang Jingjing's painful hiss, and their hearts were extremely colic, so when today's wind and snow were still falling, there was a monk who, after cursing, rushed out of the white protective circle, and did not choose to escape, but thought that Jian Wuxian flew out, and he would die with Jian Wuxi.

But these four words are the same as the end, but in his opinion, for the sword without a trace, it is nonsense at all, so when his body approached the sword without a trace, a white light curtain burst out behind him, and when the white light curtain burst out, his body burst open, and there was a strong cultivation force, straight towards the sword without a trace.

The soul blew itself up!

This monk decisively chose to explode his soul! But his soul explode in front of Jian Wuxian still seemed insignificant, even so, he felt that his death was already valuable, at least he could make the cultivation power emitted by Jian Wuxian transfer for a moment, making Ouyang Jingjing's pain relax for a moment. After all, in the past two years, he heard Ouyang Jingjing's hissing day and night, this hissing sound, like a needle pierced deep in his heart, even though he didn't know Ouyang Jingjing, but seeing a woman's spirit of standing up for the lives of all the monks made him a tough guy, and he really didn't want to bear to look at it.

So he gave up waiting and chose death rather than live!

Because two years have passed in a flash, and in these two years, he still hasn't seen any hope!

Almost all of them have been devastated in the past two years, and this devastation is not only from anxious waiting, but also from Ouyang Jingjing's painful hiss, which makes some people like Ouyang Huangshi, with tears slipping out of their eyes.

At this moment, several old men came, their faces were full of wrinkles, they had the aura of cultivation on their bodies, those breaths were injected into them by other monks, and they were originally preparing to rush out of this light curtain in the next batch, but because of Ouyang Jingjing's appearance, they had no chance to break out of the light curtain, so after two years, they really didn't want to continue to hear Ouyang Jingjing's scream, walked to the city wall, and looked at Ye Qiu in pain and entanglement.

One of the old men said, "Ye Qiu, let's go out." ”

Hearing this, Ye Qiu's body was stunned for a moment, he knew why these people had to make such a choice at this moment, so he gritted his teeth, he looked at Ouyang Jingjing again, and said, "No, it's not time for you to make a move." ”

Ye Qiu's words made the other old man smile indifferently, but in that smile, there was bitterness, and he said: "People always have to die, but they only want to die as they deserve." At this time, the person who relieved the catastrophe has not yet come, and we don't know when he will come, and we old men know that we don't have long to live, and it doesn't matter if we die. But I couldn't bear to hear Jingjing's screams day and night, so the pain in my heart was worse than death......"

This person's words made Ye Qiu's body tremble again. When his eyes were focused on these people's eyes again, he saw the farewell in their eyes, so at this moment, he took a deep breath, tried to suppress the entanglement in his heart, closed his eyes, and waved his sleeves violently, and suddenly those monks on the ground all sent out the power of cultivation, so that a trace of cracks appeared in this white protective circle. At the moment when this crack appeared, these old men flew out together!

Almost at the moment when these old men flew out of the white protective circle, the expression of the sword without a trace also changed, and after a deep sigh, he gritted his teeth and swung his palm violently, and suddenly hit these old men after the palm phantom appeared. After a crackling sound, their bodies burst open. Its blood splattered on the falling snow, making it white. Like a peach blossom, it began to fall towards the big fall.

Ye Qiu took a deep breath and tried to suppress the love in his heart again, but after all, two tears still slipped from the corners of his eyes. So at this time. He slowly opened his eyes and looked into the distance through the diffuse of those tears. It seems to be waiting for the one who will be relieved of the catastrophe.

In the blink of an eye, it is the arrival of early spring.

In early spring, it is the time when the snow melts, and when the snow melts, it is the coldest time.

Even Ouyang Jingjing, who was under the black cultivation circle, felt a piercing chill at this moment, which made her body tremble, making her will go into a trance, and the pain in her body made her faint at any time. But she still tried to open her eyes, even if there was chaos in her sight at the moment.

She knew that if she fell unconscious in a trance like this, then her soul would be taken by the sword without a trace.

Therefore, she must persevere, she must persevere, she must persevere, she must persevere, she must persevere, she must persevere, she must persevere This qiē, just because of the belief in her heart, even if she didn't know herself, whether she could hold on until that person came, even if she didn't know herself, under the pull of the sword traceless cultivation, her soul had been damaged.

If the broken soul is not repaired, then one's life may be cut off from the world at any time......

When the snow has not completely melted, in this Nine Tribulation Peak, within the will of no question, no one knows, at this moment Ziyan and Zilong met again in this consciousness, this encounter, and it was the burning of anger, so that after they fought for a moment, they began to fight. From Zi Yan's heart at this time, Zi Long must die!

It's just that there is a trace of the power of the Yuan God that is still left in Baishi, so even if he used to be the god of war, it is not easy to kill Zilong at this time, until they are about to lose both, this will to ask questions suddenly came with a strong tremor.

This tremor immediately made the two of them have a rich change in their expressions, in their sight, this almost endless passage, at this moment there are boulders rolling down, there is a roaring sound coming, and under this boulder rolling down, they saw these rolling down stones into dust and smoke, and gradually disappeared into their void, and what appeared in front of them was a high mountain, a green tree, and a long time not to feel, fresh air!

The blue lightning shuttling in the passage was already shuttling rapidly at this time, and in this shuttle, it disappeared with the disappearance of the passage, and immediately on Zi Yan's expression, a strong shock emerged, which made him clearly know that the reason for this phenomenon at this moment was the disappearance of the will of the unasked, and this disappearance meant that someone would absorb the will of the unasked.

And this person is most likely Shiraishi!

So he didn't stay in the same place for too long, he clearly knew that when this unasked will began to disappear, it meant that there must be an exit to this passage, so they had to find the location of the exit when the passage in the rear had not disappeared to their own location, otherwise the two of them would disappear into the void together with the disappearance of this unasked will!

At the same time, within the other enchantment of this Wuwen will, Bai Shi no longer knew when to put away the xylophone, at this moment his eyes had opened, there were two flames burning in those eyes, this kind of burning, not a kind of anger, but a kind of power, a few months ago, with the help of Wuwen's will, he had broken through the wheel realm and stepped into the underworld realm. Now, after having the will to ask no questions, he is very sure that it is not difficult to fight with a monk who has no realm, and even defeat the other party!

The purple aura on his head has disappeared, and the purple light emitted from the lotus stone platform has also disappeared, and the small slit at the center of the white stone eyebrows is like a purple lightning bolt at this moment, as if there is a shuttle meaning emitted, and there is even a little purple light, which appears and disappears from time to time.

Even the green silk on his head turned purple! And when he held the purple electric sword, he didn't feel such a strong resistance, he knew very well that this purple electric sword was originally owned by Wuwen, and the reason why it could be controlled by himself so lightly at this moment was because he had the inheritance of Wuwen's will in his body!

He stood up from the lotus stone platform, and at this moment, there was also a collapse behind him, and after this collapse, mountains appeared. A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Shiraishi's mouth, the two flames in his eyes slowly dissolved, and his footsteps finally moved away for the first time in a few years.

At the same time, above this Feathered City, Jian Wuxian obviously did not feel the changes in this Nine Tribulation Peak at this moment, but in the next second, his expression changed suddenly, and when his eyes were condensed on the Nine Tribulation Peak, he immediately saw the location of the Nine Tribulation Peak, and at this moment, a large amount of dust and smoke drifted into the void. At the time when the dust and smoke dispersed, there were two violent forces, rushing out from the top of the Nine Tribulation Peak, making the Nine Tribulation Peak make a shocking explosion, accompanied by the splash of the big stone, the Nine Tribulation Peak was like a volcanic eruption, there was a large amount of smoke rushing up to the sky, and when the smoke rushed up to the sky, two galloping Changhong suddenly rushed out of the dust and smoke!

These two long rainbows are purple!

Not only did Jian Wuxian see this scene, when the earth shook, all the monks focused their eyes on the location of the Nine Tribulation Peak, and at this moment, they also saw the smoke that rushed up to the sky, and also saw the galloping Changhong, and they also felt a strong coercion, and suddenly burst out.

"Zilong, don't you want to run, our accounts haven't been settled yet!" (To be continued......)