When he was about to arrive in Kunlun Mountain, the speedway was out of power and landed near the Snow Mountain Sect, but he witnessed the scene of bandits attacking the Snow Mountain Sect.

Whether or not the Yan army should take action has become a question of the indecisive issue.

He wanted to help, but was worried that it would affect history, so the consequences were unbearable. It was a butterfly effect, and maybe he would lose his wife after he went back.

"Who is sneaking here!"

A rough voice suddenly came from behind.

Yan Jun looked back and saw a big bandit man floating down, holding a big iron rod in his hand, looking fierce and vicious.

"Oh, the little white-faced also wants to take advantage of this troubled water! Everything about the Snow Mountain Sect belongs to us, of course, including the beauty above. How can others be missed? Death!" The big man said nothing and took a big stick to his turn.

Yan Jun's eyes were cold, and the Dragon Scale Sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

However, he had not had time to do anything. A snowflake in the air attacked. The bandits were completely frozen when they met. They were still motionless in attacking the Yan army, as if they were an ice sculpture.

Yan Jun narrowed his eyes and quickly retreated for a distance.

A fairy fairy in white dress floated down, with a very elegant temperament, but her face was cold, as if she had no emotion at all.

However, her condition was not very good. Her clothes on her chest were stained with blood and her spirit was slightly depressed. She frowned slightly and her cuffs swayed, and the ice sculpture man instantly turned into red snowflakes and scattered into thousands of petals.

Tsk, this murder is so artistic...

Yan Jun's scalp was numb when he saw it, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Idle guys, let's go!" The female fairy spoke coldly, and after saying that, she didn't care about Yan Jun, sat down cross-legged, and then took out an ice box from the storage equipment. She waved her hand and opened the box, revealing a white flower inside.

Thousand-year-old snow lotus.

Yan Jun is actually not unfamiliar with this thing. He even got one in the world of the ugly slave, but it may not be so high.

The Chou Nu is quite jealous. This thing is of great use to it. He stares at it. It is considering whether to snatch things up... but it seems that it can't beat it!

Even if this woman is injured, it cannot beat her. Once she takes action, she will most likely gg.

Yan Jun was also worried that it could not help but act, so he pressed it tightly, but couldn't beat it, forget it...

The female fairy hesitated for a moment and decisively swallowed the snow lotus. The aura on her body instantly surged, and the length of her waist was in the air.

"Luo Xueyan! You actually ate the snow lotus!"

There was a roar on the opposite hill, and then I saw a sword breaking through the air, and finally turned into a middle-aged literati and came to the opposite side of the female fairy, and said angrily: "Luo Xueyan, are you crazy? With your realm, if you swallow the snow lotus, you will be merging. Once the heavenly disaster comes, you will definitely die!"

"Before the heavenly tribulation comes, I will take your life first!" Luo Xueyan's voice was full of murderous aura, and she raised her jade hand and shook the bell on it.

Then the entire mountain turned cold in vain. Yan Jun felt that his movements were restricted and it was difficult to move a step. He was only fortunate that he was not the one who was staring at him.

The next moment, a huge ice arrow formed in the void, diving down like a meteor, and you can feel the pressure from afar. It is hard to imagine that this is an attack that humans can launch.

The middle-aged scholar's face changed, and his true energy was circulating in his body. The surroundings were shocked violently, and he quickly fled after getting rid of the confinement on his body.

"Boom!"

The giant ice arrow instantly shot to the ground, and the entire hill seemed to be attacked by artillery shells, gravel splashed, and the middle-aged literati was also hit by a deep meteorite crater where he was before.

Even the Yan army who had been away from him was affected, and the gravel almost hit him in the face. Although he didn't rely on his face to make a living, who would want to be disfigured!

"Ahem..."

The snowflakes fell, and the middle-aged scholar showed up. The attack just now did not hit accurately, but it was not so easy to avoid it. Even if it was only affected, it would be slightly injured.

"Combined!" The middle-aged scholar's face was complicated.

"Boom!"

It seemed to be verifying his idea, and the sky was filled with dark clouds and thunder rolled.

The Yan army had just avoided the attack of gravel and was about to escape when they suddenly heard the thunder and his feet were out of control...

"Hey, hey, this is the heavenly tribulation!" The Chou Nu hurriedly reminded that it felt that Yan Jun's thoughts were very dangerous.

"Isn't the heavenly tribulation thunder?" Yan Jun asked.

"Yes...but it's different. You are like helping people overcome the tribulation. It's a provocation to the way of heaven. Maybe something big will happen!" The ugly slave was worried.

"The heavenly tribulation has increased?" Yan Jun asked. When the Chou Nu nodded, he couldn't help asking: "Isn't this better?"

"Ga..." The Chou Nu was choked, but it seemed to be the same. Doesn't Yan Jun's kite like thunder? But how could you think so? Does the Heavenly Dao still have to save face?

"Luo Xueyan! You...ah!" The Annian scholar sighed, but did not dare to stay any longer and retreated alone.

Luo Xueyan did not pursue him. She glanced at the Jieyun in the sky, frowned slightly, and then moved back to the sect with a big move, killing those bandits in a crazy way!

She may have been the only fusion in this world, almost unrivaled, but after passing by, snowflakes flew past, the bandit cultivator had already landed on the ground.

"It's so artistic to kill people." Yan Jun was simply amazed.

In less than a minute, almost all the bandits were killed, while most of the remaining minions were killed by other disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect, and the rest escaped.

Luo Xueyan did not chase after him, and the heavenly tribulation was coming soon, and the remaining people were not enough to threaten the Snow Mountain Sect again.

"Sect Master!"

A group of disciples of the Xueshan Sect knelt in front of Luo Xueyan, and they all cried. Although they were aloof on weekdays, they were not ruthless and desireless. They understood what this heavenly tribulation meant. They had to overcome the tribulation in the early stage of the fusion, and no one could resist it, and they would definitely die!

"The leader of the sect, Xuefu is the next leader, responsible for managing the Snow Mountain Sect! From now on, the Snow Mountain Sect will officially seal the mountains and hide the world until the spiritual energy revives!" Luo Xueyan ordered with a crisp voice.

He even took off all his equipment, including his own, sects, and even the storage rings and released them from recognizing the master.

This is to die, so there is no need to resist stubbornly. Leaving these magic weapons to the disciples may also allow the sect to continue for some time.

"Master, please keep it! Keep it for the tribulation!" A group of fairies were already full of pear blossoms.

"It's useless!" Luo Xueyan sighed, "Remember, the spiritual energy will never recover for a day, and the Snow Mountain Sect will never enter the world!"

After the words came, Xueyi returned to the mountain peak. Luo Xueyan looked up at the sky, without any fear on her face. This is the destiny, and the destiny cannot be violated.

"Boom..."

There were already thunder in the air. When I looked up, I saw dark clouds. But unlike ordinary meteorological phenomena, the clouds were colorful red and looked very strange.

The brewing thunder is very terrifying. Before the heavenly tribulation has fallen, it is already a little difficult to breathe.
Chapter completed!