"Get out of these snowflakes!"

"It's sword energy!"

Someone finally reacted.

The people at the foot of the mountain dodged again and again.

But Goethe on the top was already submerged by heavy snow.

On top of his head, in all directions, are snowflakes.

A vast expanse of white.

Other than that, nothing.

The palace behind him disappeared.

The eldest princess Zhao Dingsi also disappeared.

"The sword intent not only affected the sky, but also my [heart]?"

Goethe glanced at his constantly beating [heart], but his expression was indifferent.

He wasn't panicking.

Because a similar situation was recorded in the "Longevity Dao" classics he obtained.

When Qingyuan Mountain was really strong, one similar strong person would be born every hundred years, and there was even a grand occasion where three similar strong people appeared together in the same era.

This is also the origin of the three inheritances of Qingyuan Mountain.

According to records, this kind of strong man has polished his body to the extreme, it is perfect, his blood is like lead and mercury, and a random drop weighs a hundred catties.

With the back-feeding of qi and blood, he began to hone his will.

When the will is condensed into one point, it can have supernatural powers similar to affecting the celestial phenomena and affecting the hearts of others.

Ordinary people, in the face of such a strong man, will die without life.

Because the heart is affected.

But Goethe was different.

With the convenience of [Blood Honor], various secret techniques are piled up.

Goethe's [heart] has long since surpassed the point of condensing into one point. He has already taken root and sprouted and grown into a towering tree.

And his body?

Even more terrifying.

It can be called it: monster!

next moment--

boom!

Scarlet blood-colored steam rose three feet.

The white and fluttering snow were washed away directly.

White dissipates.

Snowflakes fly into the distance.

The palace appeared again.

The eldest princess Zhao Dingsi also appeared behind her.

The possessed Qianhuang was about to help his nominal younger sister at this moment, seeing Goethe, whose blood was rising like a devil from hell, couldn't help being stunned.

"Dacheng's "Blood Nerve"?"

"wrong!"

"You have not only mastered "Blood Nerve" to great success, but also brought it to a whole new level by introducing new ones."

"it is good!"

"Before, I underestimated you a little bit."

The possessed Emperor Qian pulled up the eldest princess Zhao Dingsi, and after confirming that Zhao Dingsi was fine, he opened his mouth with a sneer.

There was still a hint of contempt in his tone.

From the beginning to the end, he did not take Yan Zhongxia seriously.

Even if it is a great success, what about the new "Blood Nerve"?

How could it be his opponent?

hum!

The more intense white is wrapped in the wind and snow all over the sky.

Rolling wind and snow skimmed the ground.

The earth is torn.

That hard stone is worse than tofu.

Instantly turned into powder.

And this is just one of those blizzards.

When a hundred or a thousand pieces of wind and snow are connected into one piece, no matter how high the mountains are, they will disappear, and no matter how big the cities are, they will also disappear.

Scourge!

A complete disaster!

The people at the foot of the mountain felt the horror of the imminent disaster.

Some people were pale and frightened.

Someone was crumbling and shouting for help.

Some people simply bowed to the ground and cried out for mercy.

More people want to run.

But they can't run away.

The heart is affected by the will of this sword.

They are already bound to it.

They are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Everyone looked up in despair.

There, amidst the whiteness, a bright red rose.

The three-foot-high scarlet steam is so conspicuous in the flying snow, especially when seven figures fly out of it, it seems that seven meteors have slipped through the snow-white curtain.

Seven blood-red lines remained on it.

It messed up the whiteness.

Snow white drifts away.

The possessed Qianhuang took Zhao Dingsi back again and again.

There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

He felt the difference in Yan Zhongxia's "Blood Nerves".

It's not about bringing forth the new.

But...

Upgrade!

The cage that "Blood Nerve" should have been broken, and it has reached a new level.

That's how far he's been peeping.

"impossible!"

"This is impossible!"

The Emperor Qian who possessed him shouted loudly. He looked at the seven bloody figures with a chilling light in his eyes.

Then, the flying snow disappeared.

Only scarlet remained.

Two touches of scarlet.

Scarlet was also flashing on the possessed Qianhuang, but unlike Goethe's rising scarlet, Qianhuang's was more hidden and gloomy, like a pool of stagnant water.

And Goethe's?

The rising scarlet is like water vapor.

"Blood Nerve"!

"Blood Nerve" that is different from the original version!

Goethe is not surprised that Qianhuang will "Blood Nerve".

The "Mad King" back then was a horse-grabbing rivers and lakes, which disrupted the entire Dagan rivers and lakes. I don't know how many classics inherited from the various sects have been copied.

There is such a saying circulating in the Dagan Jianghu, perhaps, the inheritance of the various sects in the Jianghu has disappeared.

but,

You can find them all in Daganda.

So, Goethe is not surprising.

And after that, he also guessed the behavior of Emperor Qian.

"Although you broke the old cage and brought forth the new, you just made me a wedding dress——

As long as I devour your Blood God Son, then I can break through the current shackles!

I will truly...

Immortal! "

The possessed Qianhuang laughed.

The gloomy redness on his body began to growl.

It's like a toad puffing up its jaws.

As soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed Goethe's desire avatar.

But it hasn't waited for him to absorb the essence of it.

The desire double disappears.

Not only that, the desire avatar disappeared.

The boiling blood steam on Goethe's body is gone, replaced by:

Sword Qi!

The sword energy soaring into the sky pierced through the thick clouds.

The sun just shines down.

Under the golden light curtain, Dust danced happily.

Linen gown.

Bronze mask.

Kenmaru is dark.

The voice is indifferent.

Only one sentence -

"I have a sword, kill the emperor."

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