In the forest of Dragon Armor Mountain.
The howling black whirlwind dragged Spiritual Master Ten Pavilions' body into the Six Paths of Reincarnation. A ray of green light flashed through the air and cut towards the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Time seemed to slow down at this moment, and even space seemed to be stretched.
Ghost Slave of the Six Paths looked at the incoming green light with contempt and indifference. He was extremely confident in his control of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
However, in the next moment, his eyes widened.
The green light flashed!
Whoosh!
It was as if the entire world was split into two, and a tiny ray of light appeared.
Then, the rotating Six Paths of Reincarnation suddenly exploded like a collapsing black hole. The violent energy caused the surrounding land to tremble violently, as if it was about to be sucked into the black hole.
The Sage of the Ten Pavilions frowned. If this continued, the entire Mount Dragon Armor would be engulfed by this terrifying energy. Not even a speck of dust would be left. Even the things within tens of thousands of light-years would disappear, becoming a wasteland without any substance or energy.
He frowned and suddenly made a strange gesture with his fingers. Then, like a knife, he slashed at the side —
"Wind Prison!"
Clang, clang, clang —
Dozens of green transparent walls were erected within the range of the Six Paths of Reincarnation's explosion. They firmly sealed the shockwave of the explosion and formed a cube.
Then, Spiritual Master Ten Pavilions' eyes flashed with a sinister smile. His middle finger slowly moved upwards, and then, a round hole as tall as two people appeared on the wall of the Wind Prison on Ghost Slave of the Six Paths' side.
Ghost Slave of the Six Paths' pupils shrank —
Boom!!
A ray of black light that looked like an aurora exploded in the forest. It carried a destructive aura and swept through Ghost Slave of the Six Paths' body. This ray of light was like energy that had been compressed to the extreme. It shot out from the only round hole in the green cube of the Wind Prison.
Ye Chen and Bai Yijun, who were high up in the sky, saw clearly that the vast forest was instantly penetrated by a ray of black light. This ray of black light traveled in a straight line to the distant horizon. Its speed was faster than light, and they did not know how many light-years it had traveled. However, they were certain that anything that was hit by this ray of black light would be annihilated into the most primitive fragments.
The entire world seemed to have been pierced through, and all light lost its color, as if it had been frightened away by this extremely pure black ray of light. After a long time, the black ray of light that was outlined by thick ink disappeared, and the transparent wind prison also collapsed, turning into bits of crystal fragments that fluttered in the wind.
Ghost Slave of the Six Paths' figure also disappeared.
Spiritual Master Ten Pavilions looked at the distant sky and muttered to himself.
"Wind can cut everything can cut through time," he said....................... of time.......................
. "His figure stood in the middle of a messy forest, and he looked a little lonely. He was surrounded by broken walls, trees, and stones on the ground.
He lowered his head silently, and his figure seemed a little sad. After a while, he said indifferently, "Have you seen enough? Come out."
Ye Chen and Bai Yijun heard this voice, and they knew it was for them. They looked at each other, and their eyes flashed with fear. Ye Chen calmed down and ordered, "Let's go down."
Laughing All Lives controlled the flying ship to dive down. The strong air pressure at the bottom of the flying ship caused the dust on the ground to fly up.
Click.
The cabin door opened, and two figures appeared.
Ye Chen held Bai Yijun's hand and came to Spiritual Master Ten Pavilions. He lowered his head and said, "We have no intention of offending you. It's just that Air Defense Ancestor was plotted against by this villain, so we're here to help."
Spiritual Master Ten Pavilions waved his hand and turned around. "Let's go. Clean up the rest of the weeds." He walked very slowly, but appeared thousands of miles away in a flash.
Ye Chen frowned slightly, but did not say anything. He quickly put away the Heavenly Dao Divine Boat, held Bai Yijun's hand, and the two of them quickly followed.
The Sage of the Ten Pavilions seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll. Ye Chen and Bai Yijun, on the other hand, had to use a lot of energy to barely catch up to him unless they kept teleporting. However, although teleporting was a small matter to them, it would consume a lot of energy in the long run.
Golden fog covered the forest. The two majestic mountains in front of them gradually narrowed into a long and narrow valley. In the depths of the valley, a pitch-black cave could be faintly seen.
At this point, the sound of the wind in the surroundings was somewhat silent. The whistling of the wind swept over from afar, and then disappeared without a sound.
Ye Chen's heart seemed to be tightened by an invisible steel wire. He did not know why, but after following Spiritual Master Ten Pavilions and killing many monsters along the way, they did not find any traces of monsters when they were hundreds of thousands of kilometers away from this valley. However, the feeling of being stared at by danger in the invisible darkness made the hair on his back stand up slowly.
Moreover, this strong shadow was like a huge rock in his heart that was getting heavier and heavier.
Daoist Master Ten Pavilions looked at the pitch-black cave with a glint in his eyes. After a while, he said in a low voice, "Wait here. If I don't return in an hour, leave immediately and tell them not to enter this mountain range."
Ye Chen's heart trembled. He understood the meaning behind those words. He could not help but look at the pitch-black cave. The strong shadow was like a sharp sword that pierced through his heart. He clenched his fist and nodded heavily.
The slender figure of Spiritual Master Ten Pavilions flashed and appeared in front of the pitch-black cave. The sunlight slanted down from above and shone on his black mink fur clothes. Then, he went in head first.
The wind whistled at the entrance of the cave, as if it was blowing out from the depths of the cave. It made a ghostly wailing sound that made one's hair stand on end.
…
Ice Snow Empire, border area, small Wellman City.
Sunlight shone on the snow-covered streets. Pedestrians strolled on the snow-covered streets, brimming with a happy atmosphere.
The owner of the tavern realized that he had been very unlucky recently. It was not easy for him to send off the demonic woman in the silver-white robe. Not only did he have to pay for one night's accommodation and food, but he also left Bart's corpse in the tavern. This caused many people to retreat when they entered the tavern.
The business became extremely miserable. He did not know how long the corpse would be left there. He was secretly thinking of a way to move the corpse out without anyone noticing.
At this moment, the motionless black-robed woman slowly stood up. After tasting the warm tea, she walked straight out of the tavern in her exquisite boots. The curtains isolated her figure from everyone's line of sight, as if she had forcefully cut off everyone's gazes.
The tavern owner intuitively felt that this woman was not an ordinary person. As for the reason, it was very simple. This woman had a unique temperament, like a snowflake in winter, sharp and cold. Most importantly, she ate but did not pay.
Judging from her exquisite attire, people who dared to eat without paying must have extraordinary abilities.
After the woman in the black robe left, the tavern owner stood up for a long time to wipe the leftover bowls and chopsticks, as well as clean the table. There were no waiters here, so he did all the chores himself. He did not wipe for long before he felt a gust of cold wind behind him. He could not help but look back.
The curtain was lifted in the biting cold wind, and two figures slowly walked in from outside. The person in the front was handsome, with a slender silver-white robe draped over his shoulders. Both sides of the robe were inlaid with gold thorns. His soft and dark hair was draped over his back. His facial features were exquisite as if they were carved by the biting cold wind. His warm and bright eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and the corner of his mouth had a faintly discernible curve. He walked straight into the tavern, and then went straight to a table beside the tavern owner's wiping.
Behind him followed a man in black. His hands were holding the back of his head, as if there was something supporting his back. Under his feather-like black eyebrows were deep set eyes. He had a mischievous smile on his face, but also a bit of coldness. Then he casually pulled a chair and sat down.
"Where's the owner? Give me a cup of tea."
He said lazily without looking around, as if he knew that the owner would definitely appear in front of him after he finished speaking.
The tavern owner really appeared in front of him.
"Two sirs, you don't look like locals. What can I do for you?"
The tavern owner carried the teapot over, nodding and bowing respectfully. His face was full of flattery because he already felt that the two people in front of him were not ordinary.
From the gold thorns on the silver-white robe, he could tell that this set of clothes was definitely worth a lot of money. It was not something that ordinary nobles could afford to wear. But, he would never know the true value of this set of clothes.
Di Zang Chuan took the teapot, waved his hand, and said casually, "I don't need anything else … … What I need, you can't give me."
The tavern owner smiled and quickly left.
"Not long from here, is the headquarters of the Ice Snow Empire, the Heavenly Snow Mountain?"
Lian Guang looked at the snow outside the window. His lips did not move, but his fingers tapped on the table, and a transparent barrier was erected around them, covering the table.
"Yes, it's just in front." Di Zang Chuan shook his head and drank his tea. His mouth did not speak, but he made a sound.
"It seems that someone powerful has been here before." Lian Guang retracted his gaze and lowered his head to drink his hot tea.
"Oh?" Di Zang Chuan raised his eyebrows, "How do you know?"
"The corpse next to it." Lian Guang said calmly.
"It's just an ant-like corpse. Not to mention dead, even if it's alive, it's still as small as an ant. It must have died in a fight. What's so strange about that? It's just ants fighting." Di Zang Chuan said with disdain.
(To be continued.)
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