Nie Fan sat cross-legged there, falling into deep thought.

If it were before, he would have no concerns about these things, but he found that he had been inexplicably pulled into it, and he was getting deeper and deeper. If he wanted to break free, he was his sword!

Although he used his sword to break through this vortex, he had to see where the weakest was the exit. Nie Fan pulled out the cocoon and peeled the threads, simplified the complex, and finally everything stopped at the battle a thousand years ago.

Regarding this war, Nie Fan came into contact with either vaguely speaking or did not understand the inside at all, or deliberately did not say it, making it difficult for him to understand clearly.

"How much do you remember about that battle now?" Suddenly, Nie Fan looked up at the Temple of the Gods above his head.

"Not much," the Temple of the Gods turned, drooping wisps of gray light, covering Nie Fan, and said, "There is only one picture, a dark demon, standing tall and roaring, and roaring, and it is about to break the entire world."

"Is it that monster?" Nie Fan frowned slightly, mysteries one after another, it was really a sight to see flowers in the fog.

Nie Fan pondered for a long time and finally suppressed all of these. The most important thing he is to improve his strength now. Moshan Little World will go to the snow mountain to propose marriage in half a month. He must strengthen himself to the limit within half a month to go with

Let Wuya fight.

Nie Fan breathed a long sigh, his mind moved, the Temple of the Gods turned, and a tower shadow appeared in front of him, and the dark portal appeared, and the skeleton imprisoned by him stood there quietly holding a blunt knife in his hand.

"Are you sure it can't break the seal?" Nie Fan asked, staring at the blunt knife in the skeleton's hand, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"Confirm." The weapon spirit replied. Since it came out of the mysterious space of Qi Shen, it has been different, and many abilities are gradually becoming familiar with.

Nie Fan nodded, adjusted his mind, his eyebrows glowed, and he stared at the blunt knife in the skeleton's hand.

The mysterious power of the small tower was circulating, and the portal was enlarged. A black figure suddenly appeared opposite the skeleton and rushed towards the skeleton.

The skeleton stood alert, and the faint fire pounded in his empty eyes, and he raised his blunt knife.

Puff

Extremely strange, the blunt sword in the skeleton's hand was just swinging so lightly in front of him, but the black figure on the opposite side exploded instantly. This was a 30% cultivation level of the small tower imitating Zhu Tian, ​​which was enough to be a battle at the first level of the palace level.

The power was still destroyed by the skeleton's knife.

Nie Fan was fully focused. With the help of the Gods Tower, he could see this sword very slowly, and wanted to see clearly how it made the sword. This skeleton was obviously not mentally, or in other words, very few were made. The swords came from instinct.

Nie Fan thought he could see the clues, but found that even so, he couldn't see through it and could not tell how it made the knife.

"Continue, don't stop." Nie Fan said.

The Temple of the Gods flashed, and in the dark portal, another illusory figure rushed towards the skeleton.

The skeleton was just like the light fire in his eyes, and he raised his blunt knife and slashed towards the black shadow.

It was as if the replay just now, the dark shadow immediately collapsed, extremely strange.

Nie Fan's eyebrows were glowing and he used all his power to observe the skeleton. This kind of sword technique was extremely terrifying. If he saw through the clues, he would definitely be a powerful method.

The black shadow appeared again, Nie Fan sat cross-legged there, staring at him for a moment.

The black shadows continued to appear, constantly being cut by the skeleton, repeating continuously, while Nie Fan watched motionlessly.

After three days, Nie Fan's eyes widened, his eyebrows surged, staring at the skeleton and constantly waving, his whole body seemed to be in, as if he was crazy.

Small world of snow-capped mountains.

On a huge iceberg, the feet were crystal clear and the snowflakes were falling in the sky. Yang Xuening was wearing a white dress, holding an ice sword in her hand, dancing gracefully in the snow, like a fairy in the snow, the snowflakes in the sky danced with her, lightly and elegantly.

Not far from her, an old woman with a cane, bowed waist, looked at Yang Xuening with a kind face, and nodded gently from time to time.

Beside her was a beautiful woman in a green palace costume. She glanced at the old woman and looked happy. Her eyes moved slightly, and she leaned closer and said, "Master, Xue'er has broken through. Do you think you are mentioning her marriage with Wuya?

”

The old woman was stunned when she heard this, turned to look at her and said, "What did you say?"

Ling Youyue couldn't guess the old woman's thoughts and said with a smile on her face: "You don't know yet, my nephew also broke through not long ago. My elder brother planned to come over to propose marriage in half a month. But I think our two families still use it.

It’s better to let them come directly and let Xueer and Wuya get married in the snow mountain. Our snow mountain hasn’t been very lively for a long time.”

When the old woman heard this, she smiled on her face. She turned her head and looked at the dancing Yang Xuening, nodded and said, "If you want to say that you are worthy of our Xueer, it's your nephew. Well, wait until your elder brother comes, this

Where can we take the initiative in such things?"

When Ling Youyue heard this, she was very happy. With the support of the old woman in front of her, the matter was halfway! She was excited, but she was quite reserved on her face, and she smiled charmingly, saying: "What Master said is, we would say so."

My mother's family, this is not open, so my elder brother has to take the initiative to mention it to the head."

The old woman squinted her eyes and stared at Yang Xuening, who was like a fairy-like woman. Among her many disciples, Yang Xuening was the most satisfied with her. Her mood was ethereal and she was not stained with dust, although it was not entirely her inheritance.

, but after all, she is her disciple. If Yang Xuening succeeds in the future, she will definitely be able to make a contribution.

Yang Xuening had just broken through and was still in the consolidation stage. She danced for a while, and her jade hand flew, and the ice sword in her hand turned into snowflakes and flew in the sky, turning around and walking towards the old woman.

Yang Xuening was as calm as before, her pretty face was calm and she had a hint of coldness, and there was no impurity in her eyes, and she was clear and almost transparent. She walked to the two of them and said softly, "Master, Master."

"Hey, okay, okay, okay," the old woman took Yang Xuening's hand like an ordinary old man, and looked at her with a kind smile, saying, "How about it, do you have any new insights?"

"No." Yang Xuening blinked her eyes and said.

"It's okay," Yang Xuening finished speaking, the old woman said, "You have just made a breakthrough, don't rush to see so many things. Let's go to my cave, and the master will let you see a few good things."

Yang Xuening looked at Ling Youyue and nodded slightly.

The old woman became more and more happy immediately, took Yang Xuening's hand and walked towards a looming ice palace in the distance.

Ling Youyue wanted to say another sentence to Yang Xuening so that she could recognize the situation and get married to Ling Wuya obediently, put aside the part in the world, but when she saw the old woman happy, she was afraid that it would be counterproductive, so she immediately followed with a smile on her face.

Behind the man, he walked towards the old woman's cave.

At the same time, Kunlun Mountain, the endless void above, was dressed in white, with a cold face, and no one saw She You, who was lazy and calm, had a cold look in her eyes, staring at the direction of the small world of the snow-capped mountains in the northwest, and her voice was calm: "Nie Fan"
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