Candle Dragon to the left

There is a white mist containing ice crystals floating from afar, as light as a layer of tulle.

Sibuzhuo saw shadows walking in the white mist.

These white mist rose suddenly, coming from behind them, and she could feel that these things were related to her kind in the sky.Just like the rain of hot sand would fall under her feathers, her kind wings would come to bring ice and white mist, and... Sibuzhuo squinted her eyes, and she caught the mysterious humanoid creature in the white mist.

They were in groups, slender like women, with their heads bowed, and a holy white veil fell from their heads, covering their faces and bodies.

As they walked, the ice surface spread, submerging large tracts of land.

The roaring and rushing river is still, and the people in pain fall asleep. The cold is the quilt, but the warmth soaks into people's sleeping dreams.Sibu Zhuo remembered something, she had seen such a description in an ancient book, it came from a fairy in the ice and snow, and the world named it "Snow Girl".Living in the deep mountains, no different from human beings, with a stunningly beautiful appearance, often attracts men who enter the snow-capped mountains to kiss him in places where no one is around, and freezes them completely while kissing, taking away their souls to eat.

The tempted person will not feel cold even in the ice and snow, but there will be a wave of heat rising from the soul, making him unable to resist taking off his clothes.

At present, everything that Sibuzhuo presents is strikingly similar to the legends and allusions.

It's just that the warmth that symbolizes the message of death has become a reality. The arrival of the snow girl makes the spirits sleep deeply, and the warmth wraps the soul under the cold ice.

Snow mountain visitors, her people?

Sibu Zhuo turned around and looked towards the direction of the ruins. The iron blue divine bird sang loudly, thousands of swords rained down, and the sea instantly froze and turned into a layer of ice hundreds of meters thick. Then the battle between them shattered and shattered the ice layer into huge icebergs.

Sibu Jok's blood was also burning.

But she was temporarily unable to spread her wings.

If it is possible, she thought, maybe she will see the scene of ice rain and hot sand falling together.

"Which one is she?" Daming King said.

"We are backed by the ancient and huge sacred mountain. Near there, even the people of Tianzhu worship it as a god and pray for the name of the snow god. There are also people who call it the emperor of wind and snow, who is in charge of winter and cold. I have passed by that snow-capped pure land from afar, and have never dealt with her, but her name is too resounding in that area."

"They are awakening the engraving of the world."

"But the engraving of heaven and earth is useless in front of the ancestors. It violates the taboo. We lost a lot, but we still failed."

"No!" Daming Wang said in a deep voice, "That's more than one segment!"

"That bridge!"

"That bridge is too strange. It clearly exists, but it is separated from reality by a wall. If it is some kind of heaven and earth engraving, it is too close, terrifyingly close, so close!"

After finishing speaking, King Daming let out a long sigh of relief.

He saw the white mist of ice crystals filling the air, soaking the fragmented land, as if he was in a dream.The blood-stained Peacock King Ming began to breathe slowly, but at the same time, the flow of blood from the wound also stopped.He lost all his feathers, and the thousands of Buddhas under his feathers.He's already vulnerable, it's just that his nerves are on edge and he can't relax, until now.

Shrouded in white mist, the Snow Maidens groaned around the huge monster, which made King Daming's soul feel like falling into a hot spring, and the warmth flowed through his whole body.

His tense nerves relaxed, and his vision darkened.

Sibuzhuo could understand the low-pitched ballads of the Snow Maidens, and they sang in unison: "O tired soul, this is the home, sleep well... sleep well!"

Snowflakes flew, rolled up the snow dust, and under the chorus of the snow girls, King Daming fell asleep like a spirit, his huge wings folded, the pure white Buddha light disappeared, he lowered his head, his expression gradually eased.The white mist stretched out, with complicated lines forming a hotbed.In the decisive battle with Zu, many bad traces of taboos faded from his body, and the wind and snow washed away all the scars on his body, no matter light or dark.

This is... Sibuzhuo lost his mind.

It seems that the world's misunderstanding of the king on the snow mountain is very deep, and it can even be said that they have never had a deep understanding.

The world regards her as the great god of praying for snow, but Fengxue is only a medium for her to give her power.

Her real power should be... purification!
Like snow blowing by, it takes away the holiness of the dust.

The sound of the song approached, and the white mist filled the air. Xuenv approached Sibuzhuo, and they raised their heads slightly to look at the Geshipeng bird.

Initiate the king of bliss.

Sibu Zhuo shook her head, signaling the Snow Maidens to leave her alone.

She hadn't reached the point where King Ming was about to die. Her process of reaching the taboo of bliss was forcibly interrupted, and the mysterious creature that suddenly appeared didn't know what it had done.Bliss, the taboo that she started and didn't intend to stop, or in other words, once this kind of thing is opened, she can't control it to close.

But Sibuzhuo still remembers that extremely weird scene, the young man in red clothes reached out and casually held the Yin-Yang bottle in his hand, no different from playing with an ordinary object.

And the next moment, bliss receded.

She fell to earth.

Forcibly interrupted from bliss, she suffered extremely terrible trauma, but compared to being burned in bliss, this result is already the most perfect one.

So her condition is much better than King Daming's.

Pengniao can still build the tree of bliss, and stay here to witness this war spanning tens of millions of years.

She expressed it to the snow girls in the ancient language passed down on the snow mountain.

The snow girls bowed and retreated.

Accompanied by the mist, they continued to walk on this devastated land, comforting those exhausted souls, singing and whispering along the way, gradually drifting away.

…………

The exact opposite of the calm on earth.In the depths of the ruins, there was a roar.

The giant beasts fell and got up again, and the roar of the dragon shook the sky.

Chunyang Fuyou's eyes remained calm, he looked around for a week, and finally his eyes fell on the red shadow on the high place.

Most of his robes are scattered at this moment, his legs have also become unreal, the only thing that is solid is the arm, the arm holding the sword.Every movement of Chunyang Fuyou will be accompanied by drifting fragments, but the pressure will be even greater, as if the closer he is to returning, the more unscrupulous his sword moves will be.

"I wanted to save some to deal with the cornerstone of the ghost gate." He said.

"It doesn't seem necessary now, you won't give me this chance."

Creepy.

He noticed that the strength of the opponent was rising rapidly!
But it shouldn't be.

Although they were unable to observe what happened after the land of chaos appeared, Chunyang Fuyou pulled out the Chunyang sword hidden in his body. His support to maintain the incarnation was not there. He should perish and return under the passage of time. !

But that's not the case.

Chunyang Fuyou raised his sword.

The fog spreads, the sea of ​​clouds opens up, and the sea water spreads out for more than a thousand miles from this center!

The power of the ancestors is growing, and the heaven and the earth are screaming. This is a power far beyond common sense today!
He subconsciously looked at the Chijiao who was high above, and in the pair of flickering golden candles, he sensed that the other party must know something.

Li Xi'an tensed up his nerves.

He does know why.

Chunyang Fuyou used the Nine Images in that chaotic land, not in the land of Kyushu, there is no difficulty of the boundary wall, he is the immortal, and the opponent is also unshakable!The power that Chunyang Fuyou brought to this world has not been lost there. The Immortal made him draw his sword and made him enter the countdown, but the power possessed by the other party has not changed. He is still the incarnation of the ancestor who came here!

He has been waiting for this moment.

Chunyang Fuyou is also waiting.

His goal from beginning to end was to destroy the gate of hell and the cornerstone of the present world, and Li Xi'an was waiting for the moment when the other party gave up destroying the gate of hell.

Now, he has succeeded.

But it is bound to face Chunyang's Jianfeng directly!
Is it ok?

There seemed to be a voice asking himself from the bottom of my heart.

It's not impossible!

He replied.

Along with Zu's fighting spirit, there is a river-sea-like golden glow!A large bronze tripod hangs above Li Xi'an's head, and the seal characters flow, outlining the immemorial green hills, the orthodoxy all the way up along the bluestone steps, the silhouettes of people bowing down to worship, and many creatures.Raising his head, he noticed that there were more pictures in these scenes than before. He caught a glimpse of a towering mountain, the vast sea, and the Blood Moon Demon Territory.

It is... the appearance of the ancient world.

During that period of time, Chijiao preached in the world, and finally engraved the sentient beings on the cauldron.

There was a ripple in Chunyang Fuyou Gujing's eyes without waves.

Just like dropping a stone in the well water, a huge and magnificent shadow is reflected in the rippling water pattern.

The red dragon hovered, and after that, the tall and mighty statue slowly stood up.

Wearing a thousand stacks of armor, his face covered with gold, with one hand twisting the horizontal flute and the other hand hanging the sword upside down, the golden light surrounded him like flowing clouds and flames.The flames burned with radiance, and finally crowned it with a crown of thorns.

All living beings on the tripod whispered his name.

"The statue of the precious gold hanging crown!"