Snow Jade Peak is one of the nine peaks of the Yiyuan Holy Land. This peak is covered with ice and snow all day long, and the snowflakes are falling, like ice butterflies spreading their wings. It is so beautiful. There are countless snow lotus growing on the snow peak of more than 10,000 meters, exuding a fragrance, everyone who comes here

, will all admire this beautiful scenery, it is really like a fairyland on earth.

"The clock of creation is so beautiful."

Arriving at the foot of Snow Jade Peak, Lin Fan sincerely admired this scene. It was hard to imagine this scene. You must know that just three meters away, the sun was still shining brightly and the spring was full of spring. However, within three meters, snowflakes were falling, as if it were endless.

The ice butterflies are like countless withered ice flowers, and many red plum blossoms are planted randomly beside the path. The plum blossoms are full of a sad and beautiful feeling.

"What kind of fortune bell is Shenxiu?" Chen Xuandong sneered: "This Snow Jade Peak is not born."

Lin Fan turned to look at him: "What do you mean?"

Chen Xuandong raised his head and looked at the iceberg that was sent above the clouds, and said slowly: "This is prehistoric years ago, when a powerful man from ancient times slapped it with one palm, and the frost soul power condensed out."

"What?"

Lin Fan yelled in horror: "The prehistoric years were condensed into a cold mountain with one palm? And it lasted for endless years and never dispersed?"

Chen Xuandong nodded solemnly: "It's true. There are also swords. If you look carefully at the swords that look like war swords, such as the formation peak, it is said to be a shocking formation. The so-called 'peak' is actually nothing more than the formation runes."

Transformed."

Lin Fan's eyes were filled with uncertainty. He looked at the sword's edge, and the golden lightning runes were shining brightly in his eyes. Then his eyeballs stung. Under the peek of the lightning runes, the ten thousand-foot-long sword's edge seemed to have really turned into a war sword.

There is also the Zhenwen Peak. Originally, there were green pines, spiritual grass everywhere, and cranes roaring. But under the eyes of lightning, everything became foggy. The green pines, spiritual grass, etc. seemed to grow in nothingness, and you could see it.

Those roots are rooted in nothingness.

Lin Fan said: "Don't tell me that the edge of the sword was struck by a human sword, and that countless disciples of Formation Peak are all living in the void."

Chen Xuandong glanced at Lin Fan and nodded: "Infinite years ago, a sword cultivator struck down a sword, and the sword intent condensed into a mountain..."

"Wait a minute... I feel my brain hurts a little." Lin Fan patted his forehead.

Infinite years ago, a sword was struck down, and the sword's intention condensed into the mountain. It has been condensed for infinite years and has not dispersed. And after infinite years, will there be a sword cultivator who can shock the mainland?

As if sensing Lin Fan's question, Chen Xuandong looked at Lin Fan and said, "What you are thinking is true. The so-called sword-sharpening is actually just sensing a ray of sword intention left by the strong man in prehistoric times.

There are also formation peaks..."

Lin Fan was shocked that this was really the case!

But how strong a level of cultivation is required to reach this point?

The intention of turning the sword into an entity seems to be able to construct life. Is this the power of creation?

Can the strong man in red, who took Le Yao away that day and almost turned the entire Dalin County into a dead zone with one word, reach this point?

Lin Fan frowned and finally sighed, these things are really not something he can understand now.

Li Guang asked a little surprised: "Brother Chen, how do you know this?"

Chen Xuandong smiled: "I know that my talent is not as good as yours, so I pay more attention to the legends of the Holy Land. I think if you don't understand something, you don't have to ask others."

Lin Fan laughed and patted Chen Xuandong on the shoulder: "My brother, your talent will not be worse than anyone else in the future."

Chen Xuandong smiled, as if the mysterious lightning in his soul was jumping more cheerfully.

Wu Jian opened his mouth and asked: "Could this Yuan Holy Land be established because a few powerful men left their mark?"

Chen Xuandong nodded: "Each of the nine peaks has its own inheritance, and it is difficult to distinguish the strong and weak. It's just that the Elder Peak, the First Peak, etc. do not recruit disciples, and the Holy Land is indeed as you said, because the ancient powerful left relics

And established.”

Hearing this, Lin Fan frowned, because he knew that the establishment of the Holy Land was not that simple, at least it was not built simply because of the existence of the Nine Peaks.

He had seen a past event buried in the dust of history; this holy land was established by the first generation of Yi Yuanzi, and in his perception, this first generation of Yi Yuanzi was stronger than the strong man who left the ruins.

A contemptuous male voice sounded: "Haha, just a few country bumpkins, how dare you talk about the origin of the Holy Land?"

Lin Fan frowned. Unknowingly, they had reached the bottom of Snow Jade Peak, and the person who spoke was a young man wearing a white brocade robe.

Chen Xuandong asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

The man ignored him and seemed to ignore him as a weed. Then the man's eyes focused on Lin Fan and said, "Are you Lin Fan?"

Li Guang was angry, who is this? How dare you be so arrogant and ignore all of them!

Lin Fan's face darkened: "My brother asked you, who are you? Didn't you hear? Is there something wrong with your ears?"

This young man was blocked on the road trying to climb Xueyu Peak, and it was obvious that he had bad intentions.

"Things that are like ants are not worth my effort." The young man sneered, and then glanced at Lin Fan with disdain: "Actually, if you hadn't done something that deserves to be damned a thousand times over, an ant like you would

, is it worth my stay here?"

Lin Fan's tone turned cold: "Do you want to die?"

The young man looked at Lin Fan mockingly and said: "Death? Just because you are an ant? Even if I stand here motionless and let you chop me, can you even touch me?"

Lin Fan's murderous intention flashed, and then a flash of inspiration came to his mind: "Are you the Holy Son of the Formation Peak?"

The young man nodded: "It's me."

Lin Fan sneered: "Come here for Qingluan?"

The young man's face turned cold: "Is the name Qingluan worthy of a maggot like you?"

Lin Fan unleashed his murderous intent unabashedly. This man was too rude and repeatedly used insulting words to them, such as 'ant' and 'antworm'. Now, he even used the most disgusting 'maggot' to describe him.

, so deserving of death!

"Release murderous intent on me?" The young man was even more contemptuous: "You are really not worthy of me, Li Xun... Don't force me to slap you to death."

"Buzz!"

Lin Fan's halberd appeared in his hand and he pointed at Li Xun: "Come and try."

Li Xun turned a blind eye to the heavy halberd in Lin Fan's hand that seemed to be able to crush the void: "You are not worth fighting..."

The divine blade on Wu Jian's back was drawn out, cold light shone on Jiu Shi Continent, and murderous intent surged to the sky.

"It's not enough to watch them all together." Li Xun sneered, then looked at everyone, turned to look behind him, and pointed: "I randomly set up a small formation, pointing only at the Yin Yuan realm, if you can break through and

Survive and I will give you a chance to fight."

The stairs carved from black ice wind all the way up. If you want to climb Snow Jade Peak, there is only this way. At the beginning of the steps, a large formation covers the black ice stairs, blocking Lin Fan and others.
Chapter completed!