God please

The mortal continent, the land in the far west, is a boundless snowfield.

The glaciers in the snow field are silent, and the sky is full of wind and snow. Even the camp where the heavenly soldiers and generals are stationed is completely white.

The leaders who guard the seal here are two star officials, Tianji and Bodu.

The blizzard was still raging that day, but there was a red cloud billowing over the snow field, and it quickly approached the Jiulichuan glacier station.

The two star officials, a man and a woman, received the pass from the guards, looked at each other in surprise, and left the tent, the soldiers rushed up into the clouds, blocking the red cloud in the air.

Tian Ji looked about in his early twenties, wearing rotten silver chain armor, which made the female star official look heroic, holding two black bronze and gold-plated maces, and said loudly: "Who trespassed in the forbidden area?"

The fire cloud was gorgeous, and a young general stepped out of it. His armor was red, which made the general's hair color like charcoal, his complexion snowy, and handsome.Without saying a word, he just looked down at the heavenly soldiers and generals who were intercepting him indifferently.

Both Tianji and Bodu were startled, and said salutingly, "See King Chicheng, I don't know why King Chicheng came here?"

Chicheng King Lingxiao raised his right hand and said in a deep voice, "I came here for the seal."

When the right hand swung down, a mighty fire spirit power turned into a giant dragon and roared out, tearing the team of Tianji and Bodu apart from the middle.

All of a sudden, there were screams one after another, and many heavenly soldiers were severely injured, swallowed by the fire dragon, burnt to black, and fell from the clouds one after another.

In the white snow, the fire dragon's blazing flames were not suppressed at all, and it charged left and right, smashing the defensive formation to pieces.

The army behind Chicheng King also showed its original shape, and the monsters bared their fangs in groups and rushed towards the Heavenly Court Army.

Tianji's two maces flew up, smashing a metal porcupine until its brains burst, and said angrily: "Lingxiao! You are colluding with demons, are you not afraid of the wrath of the Emperor of Heaven?"

Ling Xiao didn't say a word, his figure was like lightning, he broke through many obstacles, turned into a little red light, and rushed to the depths of the glacier at lightning speed.

Tianji and Bodu had a secret way, but they were entangled by several high-ranking monsters and couldn't escape.The two exchanged glances, and Bodu immediately took out a jade talisman that was about to be crushed, warning the heavenly court.

It was too late to say it, but it was so fast, a demon wolf suddenly rushed over and smashed down the Tianji copper mace, but it was half a step too late.Silk Du's right hand, together with the jade talisman, was bitten off by the demon wolf, and fell down together with the smashed wolf head.

Bodu's face was pale, but he still chanted a mantra to recall the jade talisman and crushed it vigorously.With this delay, King Chicheng had long since disappeared.

The name of the glacier is Jiulichuan, Jiuzhiyang, and Li is the hexagram of fire. It uses this fiery name to suppress places from yin to cold, but in fact it does not see any effect.

The bottom of the river is half ice and half water, soft as cotton, but extremely cold and overcast.Even though Chicheng King's spiritual power was blazing and he dived deep, his lips were bruised and purple by the coldness, and his blood seemed to be frozen.

The ice coffin where the blood of the Demon Emperor passed away was surrounded by this piece of white cotton ice.

King Chicheng knew that time was running out, so he didn't look much. He landed on the top of the ice coffin, took off his armor, took out a dagger, and stabbed straight at his heart.

The blood in my heart gushed out, and then froze.

He pushed away the heavy ice floes again, leaned over and pressed on the ice coffin.The ice coffin was hundreds of feet thick, even if General Tian had excellent eyesight, he could only see a faint red shadow inside the crystal clear ice wall.

King Chicheng's face remained unchanged, he just stared at the red shadow, trying his best to mobilize his spiritual power.Little by little, the blood from the heart seeped into the ice, like a thread of red, winding its way to the depths of the ice coffin.

I don't know the time at the bottom of the glacier, but there is a coercion coming from the sky. A little anxiety finally appeared on the cold face of the Chicheng King. His trembling fingers clenched the dagger, and the chest wound was cut deeper and deeper, causing the slightly coagulated blood to rush even more. It came out, and finally pushed forward little by little, touching the sleeping demon emperor in the coffin.

Clank—a slight ice crack sounded, especially clear at the bottom of the dead river.The blood in Chicheng King's whole body was about to flow out, his mind was dazed, but he still showed a smile, stroking the ice wall with pale fingertips, lowering his eyelids and saying: "The blood is gone, wake up."

That voice is so breathless that no one will hear it.

The blood of Chicheng King penetrated more, and the sound of ice cracking was heard one after another, and finally turned into a loud bang.

In the camp outside the glacier, the heavenly soldiers and monsters were still fighting endlessly. Suddenly there was a loud noise in the glacier, and countless shattered ice exploded in the glacier. The strong air wave engulfed the ice, roaring through the blizzard, and there were countless sharp arrows. Regardless of the enemy or the enemy, they hit the heavenly soldiers and monsters. The light ones are just scratches, and they pass through the body with emphasis.

Tian Ji's double maces rotated like a windmill, blocking the ice, and his heart sank.

In the white and snowy wind and snow, a blood-red figure stood in mid-air, with red hair flying like flames, red eyebrows and red pupils, the color of blood was overwhelming, only his face was pale, but it was the coldness that hadn't seen the sun for a long time.

The young man in a fine attire with black background and red stripes, his eyes closed, only the bloodstains on his chest are shocking, and he has died for a long time.

Both Tian Ji and Bo Du were heartbroken, but the group of monsters came one after another, roaring furiously, and their roars shook, even suppressing the sound of howling wind.

After 3000 years, the Demon Emperor reappeared.

The blood of the Demon Emperor passed away, and his face was as frosty at this time. With a wave of his hand, a tornado roared and attacked the Tianjun.The two Tianji Bodu were the first to bear the brunt of it, but they were involved in it, twisted and smashed, and blood rained all over the sky immediately.The Heavenly Army was terrified and fled in all directions.

"Not one left." The Demon Emperor's deep and forceful voice echoed in the snow field, and the morale of the demon beasts was greatly boosted, and they chased and killed the remnants bravely.

On the snow-capped field, blood splashes everywhere, thick ink and colorful, adding a touch of festive color to this piece of silver-clad plain.

The Demon Emperor lowered his eyes and looked at the already icy body in his arms, only a little warmth appeared in his blood-colored pupils.

"Stupid, in order to break the seal, you don't hesitate to waste your body as a primordial spirit."

The demon emperor's eyes were dark, and he gently stroked Ling Xiao's lifeless cheek.The vengeance of being sealed, the vengeance of being robbed of his lover, this time, they will all be recovered from the Emperor of Heaven.

The blizzard did not slow down, and the bloody scarlet figure had disappeared into the white snow field.

Under the Jieshi Peak, the magic circle of the ancient cave mansion has been broken.

Heijiao Baishuang was exploring the way ahead, Guan Mingshan and Shan Zhiyuan accompanied, A Tao followed closely behind, after the red leaves and yellow rocks were broken, a group of six people and one beast entered the cave hall.

The main hall is carved out of Canghua Rock, and the slightly bluish-gray dome of cloud crystal sand shines like stars.The cloud crystal sand was originally the best material for the formation, and it could contain the spiritual power of the five elements, but now it is purely used for decoration. The original owner of this hall is very generous.

Everyone didn't appreciate it much, Heijiao pushed open a door and released a Pathfinder Spirit Bee.

The snow-white bee buzzed and flapped its wings and flew forward, followed by everyone.The corridor outside the door leads straight into the mountainside, and at the end, there is another arch.

Hei Jiao stepped forward, took out a Bagua formation plate, fiddled with it in front of the door for a while, cracked the formation, and then the door was pushed open with a creak.

Spiritual energy gushes out, and the door is actually a warehouse.

There are six stone platforms in the treasury, each with a white jade bowl, a white jade abacus, a sapphire ruler, and an amethyst charm, and a jade box on each of the other two stone platforms.

Guan Mingshan took a step forward and took out the two jade boxes to check. There was a spiritual herb in each box, which was exactly what was needed to refine Wujie Pill.

He showed a happy face, showed it in front of Shan Zhiyuan, and said softly: "Zhiyuan, brother is begging for favors with you, I want this spiritual herb, and the rest of the spiritual weapons belong to you."

Shan Zhiyuan frowned, but said: "This cave was discovered by Brother Guan. I didn't do anything to help me along the way. I really deserve it. Just let me go to the Sword Soul Tomb. All, little brother will never get involved."

The two refused for a long time, Shan Zhiyuan had no choice but to choose the white jade and plan to accept it.The white jade abacus is a medium-grade spiritual tool, and it is reserved for Hu Mancang, which is just what he likes.

After Guan Mingshan accepted the rest of the treasures, he felt even more guilty.He seemed to have a natural sense of caring for this young monk, and he only wanted to dedicate all the treasures in this world to him.

This thought is actually increasing day by day.

Now I can only pray that there is a sword soul left in the sword soul mound, so that I don't return empty-handed.

There was another door at the end of the warehouse, and Hei Jiao stepped forward to do the same, and opened the door again.

The outside of this door suddenly changed and became a natural cave.In the middle of the cave is the Sword Soul Tomb.

Countless swords and swords were piled up in the pit, and over the years, they had rusted into a ball, with canine teeth intertwined with blue, gray, red, and mottled.

The top of the sword soul tomb, which is more than ten feet high, looks like a king's arrival, with an ancient black sword sticking out.

The blade of the ancient sword is reversed and incomplete, and the crack in the middle of the blade is clearly visible, which shows the fierceness of the fierce battle.

Another chilling and cruel sword intent remained on the sword, making people fearful and afraid to move forward.

Shan Zhiyuan was overjoyed, so he took a step forward, and even though he was attacked by the strong sword intent, he immediately opened his sword field to block it, and he was like going backwards in a strong wind, even his breath was somewhat stagnant.

Guan Mingshan is a Dharma cultivator who knows nothing about sword intent, so he could only wink and ordered Huang Yan and Hongye, who are also sword cultivators, to step forward, but Shan Zhiyuan raised his hand to stop him.

It is possible to subdue the soul of the sword, but if it is not by one's own strength, the soul of the sword cannot be subdued.

Huang Yan is also well versed in the way, so he reported to Guan Mingshan, and these five people had to stand aside and sweep the formation.A Tao was also very anxious, but she was helpless, so she had to run back and forth around the big pit of the sword mound.

Shan Zhiyuan withstood the coercion, the spiritual power in his meridians circulated, and then he jumped up lightly and landed on the top of the sword mountain, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand.

All of a sudden, the strong wind in the cave was violent, and even the rusted sword mountain was cracked several times. Shan Zhiyuan's blue shirt was full of strong wind, and his black hair was flying, but he still firmly grasped the hilt of the sword, his white fingers were firm and strong, and the palm of his hand was firm. However, the fingertips were torn apart by the force of the shock, and blood seeped out from between the fingers, and then slowly trickled down along the blade.

Guan Mingshan could see clearly, his brows were furrowed, but he didn't dare to call out.

As a sword cultivator, it is extremely difficult and dangerous. If you dare not put it to death, it will be difficult to make any progress in this life.

Since this dangerous journey was chosen by him, no one else can replace it.

The incomplete ancient sword trembled, struggling to break free from Shan Zhiyuan's grasp.The sword cultivator firmly held the hilt of the sword with both hands, pouring spiritual power into his fingers, and the blood flowed profusely, moistening the sword body, and slowly seeping into the depths of the sword mound.

Then he recited the sword formula again, and golden runes sank into the body of the sword.

The ancient sword was bathed in Shan Zhiyuan's blood, but struggled more fiercely, the sword's intent surged, smashing most of the golden runes, and whispered: "My name is Longya, I used to drink hot blood with the old master, What a prestige to kill freely! You mortals dare to touch it with a weak body!"

Shan Zhiyuan's sword intent was still weak, but he still used all his strength to fight against it. On the one hand, runes were still flying, trying to restrain the sword body, but the flesh and blood in his palm was bloody, almost showing his finger bones, but he firmly clung to the hilt of the sword, trying to pull it out Sword Mountain.One side said coldly: "From today onwards, I am your new master."

Long Ya said angrily: "Arrogance!"

Shan Zhiyuan remained unmoved, still restrained by the runes and resisted by the sword intent, his spiritual power was running wildly, suppressing it towards the sword body, and blood slowly seeped into the cracks in the sword body.

Hearing Longya's muffled snort, Shan Zhiyuan's hand suddenly loosened. It was imprisoned in the sword mountain before, but he pulled it out easily in a blink of an eye.

Shan Zhiyuan fell down from the top of the mountain involuntarily, Guan Mingshan caught him in his arms with quick eyesight and quick hands.

Seeing that the mortal was one step faster than him, A Tao couldn't help roaring in frustration, but she didn't dare to make any more moves, so she could only poke her head around and watch non-stop.

However, the gang wind in the cave stopped cleanly as if it had been cut by a knife.

The sword body trembled, and Long Ya burst out laughing, and said again: "You are so interesting! Then I will let you go. Boy! Repair this seat, and this seat will help you kill me!" Afterwards, No more sound.

Guan Mingshan held him tightly in his arms, but was pushed away by Shan Zhiyuan's palm, and his hands were covered with blood on his clothes, which was shocking.He didn't care about it, took out the wound medicine and shook it on the young man's palm, the vertical and horizontal wounds split by the shock of the sword energy were all healed, and he asked: "Zhiyuan, how is it?"

Shan Zhiyuan sat cross-legged, allowing the noble young master to heal his wounds himself, and said in a low voice: "It's just a waste of spiritual power, just rest for a while."

Guan Mingshan said with a smile: "Then congratulations for getting what you want."

Shan Zhiyuan was also filled with joy, "I also want to thank Brother Guan." He looked down at Gu Jian.

This ancient sword, Sword Soul, has a murderous intent and is extremely powerful, which is really a surprise.However, only two-thirds of the blade remained, and the tip was either corroded or cut off by someone, it was too broken to bear to see.If you want to use it, you need to be good at refining it.

When the two of them were resting, the sword mound in front of them exploded with a bang, and the iron pieces splashed in all directions, and then a fierce beast broke out, lowered its head and revealed a sharp unicorn, and rushed towards him.

The ferocious beast was coming very fast, Guan Mingshan had no time to cast a spell, so he had to bend down and jump on him.The ferocious beast did not lose its momentum, it swooped down condescendingly, its sharp horn pierced the two together.

Shan Zhiyuan hadn't seen the appearance of the beast clearly, he felt a chill in his chest, a sharp pain pierced through, the little remaining spiritual power spewed out, Guan Mingshan's pale face in front of him was also in unbearable pain, and the blood was bubbling together.

The ferocious beast let out a long hiss, raised its head and lifted the two people up, shook its head violently, and threw them out together, hitting the stone wall heavily.

Immediately, the guards scolded, A Tao roared, and spells roared and fought, resounding through the cave again.