Chapter 1007 God

Negotiations between Penglai Continent, the White Empire and Xiangrong are already underway today.

Bai Yurou's subordinates brought their bound skirts to a sect that had been exterminated long ago.

The reason why Fang Chaoqun came to Penglai Island was because Jiang Lin said that Xiangrong was killing people in Penglai Island, and hoped that he could come to persuade, or help, to suppress the White Empire's place in Penglai Island.

After all, although the military strength of the White Empire is strong, it does not have a fairyland. It is necessary to have a sword repair town in the fairyland. It can also protect Bai Yurou's safety,

Fang Chaoqun also agreed, anyway, it's boring to stay in Wutong State all day, so why not go out for a stroll, and protect the safety of your siblings by the way.

Fang Chaoqun originally thought that he was only a bodyguard at most, but what Fang Chaoqun didn't expect was that he was tied up by Wuhuada as soon as he arrived at the White Empire military camp in Penglaizhou!

Then he will be carried to negotiate with Xiang Rong without saying a word.

Fang Chaoqun is all bad

"Miss Bai, I feel that this is wrong for you!" Fang Chaoqun continued to struggle.

"It's okay, Brother Fang, Brother Jiang said that Xiangrong will not hurt you, on the contrary, only if you use the beauty trick, can Xiangrong stop." Bai Yurou smiled.

"However, it's been so many years, the last time I went to see Xiangrong, she was tied up, she won't listen to me." Fang Chaoqun sighed softly.

"Brother Fang, Brother Jiang said that girls are meant to be coaxed. Last time, it was just that Miss Rong lost control of her emotions after not seeing Brother Fang for a long time."

"Miss Bai, I think I'm still."

"Brother Fang, we're here."

Just when Fang Chaoqun was still guilty of running away, everyone had already arrived in front of a courtyard.

In fact, if Fang Chaoqun really wanted to run away, as a sword cultivator in the Immortal Realm, the army of the White Empire would definitely not be able to stop him.

But Fang Chaoqun was still tied up by the White Empire, and sent to negotiate peace, it was just because he couldn't let go of Xiangrong.

no way.

The personalities of both parties are slightly twisted. If no one pushes them, they don't know how many years they will be hypocritical and how many people they will harm.

"Miss Bai, I'm sorry, I think I still do."

Fang Chaoqun, who was getting more and more nervous, turned around and wanted to run, but just as Fang Chaoqun turned around, she was already standing in front of him.

In the Extreme Cold Continent, Youyuan's army had already assembled tens of miles away from the Cold Snow Sect.

Similarly, the monks of the Cold Snow Sect, who sensed the danger, also gathered one after another, ready to meet the enemy at any time.

Among the Frost Snow Sect, there is also Guo Xian who has just arrived.

The Cold Snow Sect and the Youyuan army faced each other from a distance, and the battle was about to break out.

The Han Xuezong fought against the Youyuan army once before, and that battle was very difficult, and even Han went to the fairyland to complete it.

If it wasn't for the Cold Snow Sect ancestor's defense with the strength of the Ascension Realm, and the Cold Snow Sect's protective array, the Cold Snow Sect might have been broken by now.

After that battle, the monks of the Cold Snow Sect who were defending the offensive were naturally very happy, and they held a celebration that night.

But the patriarch of Hanxuezong and direct monks such as Xiao Xueli were absent-minded, frowning slightly.

They always feel that things are not that simple, and even the opponent's combat power is too strange.

The monks who have been to Wanli City have doubts about these Youyuan soldiers.

They couldn't figure out what method Han used to raise the strength of the entire Youyuan army to a higher level!

And now, less than three months later, the Youyuan army attacked again.

This is even more strange.

Because Shenjia is not a demon king who likes war, he rarely attacks a certain dynasty or sect.

As soon as he came to the Cold Snow Sect, this deep armor just drilled into the deep abyss.

After coming out of the abyss, Shenjia's Youyuan army went everywhere to conquer the north and south, which was completely opposite to Shenjia's previous actions.

It was as if Shen Jia had been taken away by something.

But the question is, who in this world can take away the deep armor of the fairyland?

"Sovereign, something is not quite right." Miao Rensui stepped forward and walked to his suzerain's side.

"Something is really wrong." The direct disciple Tian Gou also frowned, "Whether it is Shenjia or Han, the whole army is clearly ready, but why don't they start fighting?"

Listening to the doubts raised by the disciples, the ancestor of the Han Xuezong stroked his beard. For a moment, the ancestor of the Han Xuezong looked at Xiao Xueli who was on the side: "Xueli, what do you think?"

On the side, a girl in a plain white snow skirt looked away from the army, and saluted her suzerain with a sword in her arms: "Xueli feels like they are waiting for something."

"Why do you say that?" the ancestor asked again.

"Shenjia and Han and all the Youyuan army are not in a little bit of a hurry, and they even have a sense of normalcy for this attack.

It seems that the Cold Snow Sect is just a normal process for them, just like they destroy other sects, and they are waiting for someone to lead them to realize this process. "

"Then who do you think this person could be?"

Xiao Xueli looked at Shenjia in the distance, and shook her head: "Xueli doesn't know, but the person who can make Shenjia bow his head, this person's realm is not just ascending."

"Not just ascending?" Emperor Gou really took a deep breath, "Junior Sister, there is no one else in the God Realm except Mrs. Qingzhu, Junior Sister or many."

"No, your junior sister is right."

Before Emperor Gou could utter the word "concern," the Sect Master of the Hanxue Sect interrupted his words with a nod.

"I passed on the order of my suzerain that when the protection circle of the Snow Snow Sect is broken, everyone can leave the Snow Snow Sect and go to Wanyao Continent to seek refuge in Jiang Lin.

During the transfer process of the whole sect, follow the dispatch and instructions of Mr. Guo Xian, and no one is allowed to act without authorization.

If I die in battle, my junior brother Han Fang will be the suzerain of the Cold Snow Sect. "

"Sect Master." Gou Dizhen and the others held their swords in their hands to persuade.

In their view, their suzerain took the matter too seriously.

The Cold Snow Sect, as the sect of ten thousand years, has occupied the position of the first sect in the Extreme Cold Continent for thousands of years. Under the operation of the sect master, the mountain protection circle is even more invincible.

This is not to mention the missing and the injured in the current state of refining gods. Although Mrs. Qingzhu is a refining god, her actual combat power can only be soaring.

Now it can be said that the Cold Snow Sect is the safest place in the troubled times. They really can't figure out who can break through the formation of the Cold Snow Sect and make the Cold Snow Sect fall.

If the other party really wants to break through the Cold Snow Sect, they can only use up their troops to offset the exhaustion, exhausting the Snow Snow Sect's mountain protection circle and the monks of the Snow Snow Sect.

But if the other party does this, then the price will be infinite, unless this Han really wants to fight to the death with Han Xuezong.

"Okay, there's no need to say any more, it's just decided." The lord of the Hanxue Sect waved his hand, looked directly at the Youyuan army dozens of miles away, and said no more.

Gou Dizhen and the others could only helplessly keep their mouths shut, seeing tens of thousands of troops.

They want to see what kind of abilities this army of dead people from the abyss of the monster world can have.

Time passed by, and after half a stick of incense, when the atmosphere became more and more tense, but both sides stood still, suddenly, in the sky, the clouds broke open, and a little girl came step by step.

The little girl's snow-white ankles were bare, she was wearing a long golden dress, and her golden hair was dancing in the wind.

The golden light in the girl's eyes makes people just glance at it, as if they can't restrain themselves and want to kneel down in front of her!

"clatter"

When the little girl's snow-white soles stepped on this ice field.

Shenjia and Youyuan's army knelt down at the same time, and the ground was shaken. The bone dragon hovering in the sky even fell to the ground, with its wings and head hanging down.

When the monks of the Cold Snow Sect saw this scene, they all suspected that they were dreaming.

Who is this little girl? Why would Shen Jia and his army of the deep underworld bow their heads to such a little girl?

Why is it just a glance, and my back is already wet with sweat.

Even looking directly at her is like a kind of blasphemy against her, and he deserves to die.

"god."

In the hearts of Xiao Xueli and Guo Xian, such a word popped up at the same time.

They really don't want to admit it, they don't want to admit that this little girl carved with jade is a god.

However, Xiao Xueli has been to the abyss before, and she has seen Rong Lao. She has witnessed the existence of the gods, and knows that the gods have not perished, and even the god king may return to the world again to change the laws of the world.

As for Guo Xian, Jiang Lin's words at that time echoed again in Guo Xian's mind!

Is it really God?

Has the legendary god really reappeared?

If this is really a god, then what is the war between Yaozu Tianxia and Haoran Tianxia, ​​and what is the significance?

"Take this place."

The little girl didn't open her mouth, but her voice shook everyone's heart. Whether it was the Youyuan army or the monks of the Cold Snow Sect, their hearts were all stuffy, as if they had been punched hard!

"yes!"

Shen Jia took the lead and got up.

"attack!"

As the sound fell, the skeleton soldiers of the entire Youyuan army stepped forward to attack.

Under the blessing of the mountain protection circle, the monks of the Cold Snow Sect are all facing the enemy, and the sound of fighting has spread all over the world around the Cold Snow Sect.

A total of eight elders sit in the Cold Snow Sect Mountain Protector Formation, which can raise the Cold Snow Sect monks to half a realm.

Not only that, the mountain protection circle can also absorb the luck of thousands of miles near Jihanzhou, and temporarily bless its own disciples.

Every time the disciples of the Cold Snow Sect were almost beheaded, this "almost" seemed to be luck, but it was actually the BUFF of the magic circle.

In addition, the mountain protection circle will also rain down thunder, and the cry of the remnant soul of the fire phoenix of the Cold Snow Sect resounds throughout the entire sect.

Every time the remnants of Huofeng passed by, hundreds of soldiers from Youyuan must have died.

Xiao Xueli has two swords in her hand and has already participated in the battle. The ancient black copper long sword with a vicissitudes of life, and the pear-shaped natal flying sword.

Already in the middle stage of Yupu Realm, Xiao Xueli, who holds two swords, seems to be dancing in the ice and snow. Every time he swings the sword, he cuts off hundreds of skeletons.

Just like the last battle with Youyuan's army, although the opponent is still difficult to deal with, in the eyes of the disciples of the Cold Snow Sect, they will win in the end, and the Cold Snow Sect will definitely not be defeated.

On the other side, the master of Hanxue Sect looked directly at the little girl in the golden dress.

The master of the Hanxue Sect knew that if the little girl in the golden dress did not act, then everything would be unknown.

"The ancient fire and phoenix array."

Looking at the remnant soul of the fire phoenix, the little girl nodded her head.

"No wonder you fought so strenuously last time. This formation combined with the Ascension Realm you mentioned is really troublesome."

"Also please forgive me, my lord, this time we will definitely defeat the Cold Snow Sect." Shen Jia clasped his fists and said in a deep voice.

The little girl gave Shen Jia an emotionless look: "When you break through this Frost Snow Sect, you won't even know that the year of the monkey will be over."

After the words fell, the little girl took a small step forward and took a step forward.

This step made both Shenjia and the master of the Hanxue sect sink, even before the other party made a move, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the master of the Hanxue sect.

This is a natural suppression of the superior.

Even if the lord of the Cold Snow Sect is already at the Ascension Realm, he is like an ant in front of this girl.

The little girl raised her right hand, and the sleeves slid down the little girl's arm, revealing her fair lotus arms.

The next moment, strands of light descended from the sky in the sky, fell into the little girl's hands, and then slowly elongated, forming the shape of a spear.

During this period, there was no vision between heaven and earth, as if this little girl simply held the light.

The light disappeared, and a spear was already in the little girl's hand.

In the notches of the golden spear, streams of red liquid flowed, like magma or blood.

The three-meter-long spear is in stark contrast to the one-meter-five-tall little girl.

But even so, no one felt the slightest violation.

It seemed that she should be holding this spear, and this golden spear should belong to her.

The moment the little girl clenched the spear, the originally peaceful world suddenly fused!

In the sky, dragons roared continuously, unicorns leaped, red phoenixes hovered, white tigers roared non-stop, nine-tailed celestial fox held its head high, and its nine tails swayed in the air.

The phantoms of Dijiang, hideous, and nightmare-eating tapirs, one after another, appeared in the sky, as if they were about to grow blood and flesh at any time, and step down from the sky.

"Not good! Come back all!"

Just when the little girl was about to throw the spear in her hand, the master of Hanxue Sect shouted!

The patriarch of the Hanxue Sect fell, and the long spear was thrown from the little girl's hand!

The golden spear wants to pierce that fire phoenix!

The master of the Cold Snow Sect burned his own blood essence, and the endless blood flowed into the fire phoenix.

The phoenix claws of the remnant soul of the fire phoenix and the golden spear resisted each other, the golden divine power collided with the fiery red spiritual power, and the violent wind and waves swept through the Frost Snow Sect.

Countless monks flew out!

The little girl just looked at the lord of the Hanxue Sect indifferently. Blood was already gushing out of the seven orifices of the lord of the Hanxue Sect, and the center of his eyebrows was even cracked.

"Zheng"

Suddenly, before everyone could react, that fire phoenix had been pierced through!