() In the blink of an eye, the winter has entered the cold winter desert. It seems particularly desolate. The end of the war is a bit more peaceful in this desolate situation.
White snowflakes slowly fell on the ground, causing some young monsters to flutter excitedly in the snow.
Although this day is just a common winter for the demon cultivators, it is an important festival for the Lich clan. Except for some old tribesmen, few tribesmen understand the origin of this festival and But traditional customs have been passed down from generation to generation
The three lich tribes were completely settled in the desert. The ancient tribes lived in Tianbo County.
A bonfire is lit in the county, and the lichs are gathered together in the dark night. The fire and snowflakes are reflected in the extremely lively
Silver snow covered the entire desert. On this hilarious night, a young man silently headed west.
He was a monk but did not walk in the air but stepped on a long list of footprints step by step on the snow.
But the footprints were not deep, not long after, and they were filled with falling snowflakes. In the end, they became less and less clear. All traces no longer existed.
The young man's long black hair was covered with a black robe with a long sleeve and a few dark red auspicious clouds embroidered on the hem of the clothes seemed to be melting into the dark night...
The whistling cold wind in the desert blew, rolled the snow on the ground into the sky, and then blended together with the snowflakes falling from the sky, falling again regardless of the old and new.
After climbing over the continuous mountain ahead, you will enter the Yunchuan continent
The young man looked up at the towering mountain range and sighed. His eyes finally landed on the top of the mountain.
There seems to be a delicate figure there, just like the wintersweet wind blowing in the cold winter, standing firm, lonely and persistent, exuding a faint fragrance.
"Crunch...crunch..."
The sound of footsteps in the snow seemed to be unconsciously merged with the heartbeat, sometimes very fast, sometimes hesitantly slowed down
The mountains are getting taller and bigger and bigger like a giant beast, and the figure on the top of the mountain is becoming clearer.
The figure seemed extremely thin in the wind and snow, but she seemed to be standing silently at the highest point without fear of the cold, standing here stubbornly in the wind and snow
Because she knew this was his must-pass
As long as you can look at him here, even if you will eventually turn around with melancholy and bitterness of reluctance, you will eventually have no regrets
The dark red auspicious clouds rolled in the dark night. The sharp wind contained the chill of heaven and earth. It seemed to stop the red clouds from climbing, but it disappeared immediately before it even hit the red clouds.
There is no moonlight or stars on the snowy night. There is no moonlight or stars. There is no trace of people. There is no wind blowing. Only snowflakes are dancing...
I don't know how long it took for the young man to finally stand on the top of the mountain and slowly stop facing the delicate figure.
Behind is a snowy desert
In front of me is a fog covering the confused and unsightly continent
But it seems to have become a watershed between the front and the back and will eventually become a watershed in life
"Take care," Chu Tian raised his head and looked at the snowflakes in front of the woman in front of him slowly falling between the two, making his eyes a little fragmented.
Gu Xinyao didn't speak, her beautiful eyes just stared quietly at the person in front of her. She stood here and didn't think about what to say. Just wanted to watch him leave quietly.
That's enough
With these beautiful eyes watching Chu Tian, who dared to fight recklessly even when facing the world, lowered his head for the first time
It seems that this gaze is even stronger than the purple thunder falling from the nine heavens. It can penetrate his heart and see the guilt and complexity in his heart.
Smile Gu Xinyao walked forward and reached out to wipe the snowflakes on Chu Tian's shoulders, then pouted her mouth and gently blew the snowflakes on Chu Tian's hair down.
The sweet girl's breath turned into a white mist and penetrated into Chu Tian's breath silently as it slowly blows down.
He watched the woman's lips squirmed several times but said nothing except that he took care of her.
"Crunch...crunch..."
The wind and snow at the foot of the mountain slowly brought the sound of the snow being squeezed onto the dark red auspicious clouds that were slowly falling. The tears in Gu Xinyao's eyes finally could not bear it anymore.
She still couldn't keep him
Walking down from the mountains, throwing the snowflakes behind you. The climate at both ends of the mountains is clearly divided. The fog in front immediately boils suddenly, like it rolls around for a moment, and it immediately turns into a silent storm. It spreads in the sky. Runes that turned into flashing light were suspended in front of Chu Tian
Even the outermost part of Yunchuan Continent is not accessible to anyone.
An extremely wide and long gully appeared on the ground without fog, separated the Yunchuan continent from the desert like a natural chasm.
This gully is full of dangers. It seems that the cracks of heaven and earth are filled with the wind of silence. Chu Tian’s current strength is not to mention crossing, even if he enters it for a while, he may be destroyed.
"No wonder the Yunchuan Continent is really strange." After a few silence, Chu Tian sighed softly and took out the token given by Qingyangzi from his arms and pressed it into the void.
The moment the token appeared, all the floating runes rushed towards it, and then in the dark chasm, huge stones slowly rose, densely popping up and hundreds of them stretched forward.
Without urging these stones, they fell into the void. On this trench, a stone bridge leading to the Yunchuan Continent was built.
Holding the token, Chu Tian quickly made a move with his left hand and quickly counted the points ahead. Every time he clicked the runes on the token, some colorful ropes would fly out to build the huge stone bridge. The stones are tightly connected
The "bang bang" huge rock hit the stone bridge completely stabilized the bridge. The light and darkness flashed in the darkness of the bridge. In this dark night sky, it looked like a road to the sky.
The moment he stepped into the stone bridge, Chu Tian turned around and looked at the top of the mountain. His delicate body still stood in the cold wind, as if standing there quietly like a husband-looking stone.
There were several figures behind her. They all looked at them silently. Those who had fought side by side with them were friends who had not been a demon cultivator, but they had long regarded the desert as his second hometown.
This place leaves his home with the smell of friends, his stories and many reluctances...
"I don't know when I will come back... Maybe I will never come back... Fortunately, when I left, there was wind and snow to accompany me and you saw me off... A real man walks so much." Chu Tian was so sad The gaze with a long laugh, turned around and stepped onto the stone bridge. The fog rolled around it and disappeared quickly.
Only the long laughter echoed in the world and slowly merged into the world with the snowflakes.
The scope of Yunchuan Continent is many times wider than that of Tianwu Continent. The mist is like clouds, mountains and rivers, and the thoughts seem to be hindered.
This thick fog exists like eternal years, no one knows the origin of this fog. It is said that it has not disappeared from ancient times. If there is no unique token of the sect, even if it is the great power of the world, it can be realized by the powerful world. Those will also be lost in this fog
It is precisely because of this that the distribution of forces on Yunchuan Continent is not like the Tianwu Continent, not like the Yanyan Desert. It is not divided into southeast, southwest and northwest directions, but is distinguished according to the stairs of the pagoda temples worshipped in each sect.
The forces on the Yunchuan Continent of the seventh floor of the Tower Temple were divided into seven stages, forming seven irregular rings from the inside out.
The first level of the outermost level of the innermost level of the seventh level
Qinglin Sect exists in the first stage ring of Yunchuan Continent. The thick fog and Henggengian mountain range are intertwined. A layer of pagoda temple exudes a soft red light. It covers the entire Qinglin. The sect caused the fog outside the sect to dissipate a little
Although there are many sects in the Yunchuan Continent, most of them are concentrated on the outside and the inside is especially the sects above the fifth level, the less spiritual energy is sufficient, and the beautiful mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the cultivation resources are extremely rich.
Most of the sects below the fifth level occupy relatively few mountain resources, and there are some extremely powerful monsters in the mountains and rivers left by Hengqiu.
These monsters are not like those demon cultivators in the desert who will turn into human form after reaching the ground beast, but have always existed in the form of monsters.
At this moment, in a valley in the eastern part of Qinglin Sect, the sky was thunder, lightning, and rain fell to cover the world, and soon, large and small pits appeared in the valley.
Crystal water drops dripping from the dense leaves. Bright snakes swim in the grass. On this rainy night, it is an excellent time for them to forage.
Chu Tian, wearing a black robe, walked through the natural trench from the stone bridge and walked towards Qinglin Sect under the guidance of the token. He enjoyed the sound of raindrops beating the leaves, like the music of nature. Generally, it seems particularly quiet in this quiet night Se Valley
Chu Tian, a mountain guard cultivator who did not have Qinglin Sect in the valley walked out of the valley and walked towards the highest peak.
At this moment, the rain in the sky became more and more powerful and thunder kept tearing the dark night. The whole world seemed to be restless as if I knew that a monk who did not belong to the Yunchuan Continent would stir up storm here to change the Yunchuan Continent. pattern