Bai Yunsheng and the others followed the signs along the way and headed north, and found the four Nanfei people at the eastern foot of Zhuoguang Mountain.
The sun has already reached the mountainside, but the temperature in the mountain has dropped a few points.
Seeing that the two of them had caught up safely, Nan Fei finally dropped his anxious heart and said with a rare smile: "I hope everyone is fine."
Yan Sanshi took inventory and asked: "Where is Zhu Yue?"
Only then did everyone realize that one person was missing.
Bai Yunsheng hesitated for a while and finally told the truth.
After hearing this, Yan Sansheng said with lingering fear: "No wonder the attacks and killings were so intensive that night."
Nan Fei clenched his fists so hard that he gritted his teeth and said, "Lie Guangsan, Mu Guansheng!"
Bai Yunsheng calmed down and said, "This matter is over. The top priority is to rush to Prison Law Mountain."
Yi Fengxiao, who had been silent, nodded and said coldly: "Yes, the more the enemy blocks us, the sooner we should arrive."
Nan Fei narrowed his eyes and said angrily: "When you get to Prison Law Mountain, wait for me!"
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Snowy mountains.
Snow with no trace of people.
A mountain where birds fly away.
The biting northeast wind blew across the ridge of Beiyue Mountain, blowing on Bai Yunsheng's face like a knife.
He raised his head for the twenty-third time and looked at the four demons walking steadily in front of him, and muttered in his mind for the twenty-third time: "The demon clan is really resistant to freezing."
The monsters are indeed resistant to freezing. They are naturally stronger than humans, and the four Nanfei are all practitioners with superb karma, so the cold is not a problem.
We walked another dozen miles, maybe hundreds of miles. The white snow deleted all colors except white, and blurred the clarity of consciousness.
Looking around, Bai Yunsheng and his party were already standing at the highest point of the ridge. The howling snow wind mercilessly swept away all warm life on the mountain - that is, the five of them.
If Nan Fei remembered correctly, he could go 40 miles further north and walk out of Beiyue Mountain and enter the boundary of Prison Law Mountain. But at this moment, waves of shouts suddenly came from the howling snow wind.
Bai Yunsheng and others looked at each other and nodded to each other before confirming that it was not the sound of wind, but the sound of killing.
It's in the north of the mountain, from the direction of the wind. If that wasn't the direction of their destination, Bai Yunsheng and the others would never want to meddle in their own business.
After escaping from the fighting in Huqi Mountain, they encountered several small-scale blockades, and also discovered the bodies of thirteen demon cultivators from the Western Wilderness. The trip to Pilu Wonderland was imminent, and they had to get to the prison before sunset today.
Mountain.
But sometimes "trouble" also has a temper. If you don't look for it, it will come looking for you.
After crossing the ridge, the howling northwest wind suddenly weakened, and a few Baiyunsheng sat on the iron bark coming from the foot of the mountain and swept down the mountain quickly.
The sound of killing was getting closer and closer. Nan Fei signaled a few people to control the bark to stay away from the sound of killing, but when the bark stopped, they had already reached the edge of the battlefield.
I saw more than a dozen demon cultivators divided into four or five groups fighting in a melee. Among the dozen weapons, there were actually seven or eight shapes.
Although it is already below the wind and snow here, the mountains are still covered with a thick layer of snow, and dense rime grows in the snow. Its needles are the main ingredient for brewing Beihuang's famous wine, Snowy.
Bai Yunsheng immediately recognized several demonic figures in the melee. They seemed to be disciples from Changsha Mountain and Huaijiang Mountain in the Western Wilderness Demon Realm.
Nan Fei and Yi Fengxiao also recognized several figures that were retreating steadily and were destined to be defeated. They were the disciples of Changliu Mountain and Yiwang Mountain.
Xiang Wujian and Yan Sanshi recognized the last four figures pursuing the victory. They were disciples of Zhonghuang Mountain, Chongwu Mountain and Taihua Mountain.
Unexpectedly, these were all demon cultivators from the Demon Realm of the Western Wilderness, and they were obviously competitors for the Prison Law Mountain.
Although the retreating disciples of Changliu Mountain and Yiwang Mountain were injured, they were not serious. The major lords of the Western Wasteland Demon Realm have always been harmonious. This time they are just competing for quotas, not a life and death battle, so the disciples from all sides will not fight.
Dead hand.
But it doesn't sound like this.
The disciple of Changliu Mountain waved the wooden staff in his hand and said angrily at the sword that attacked him:
"Ning Hua, you Zhonghuangshan bullied others too much!"
Ning Hua held a judge's pen, and every time he struck, he struck directly into the frontal vital points of the Changliu Mountain disciples. He cooperated with the Biluo Sword in the hand of his senior brother Ning Feng, left and right, in perfect harmony.
Ning Hua said expressionlessly: "Fang Xian, don't mess around. I've already said that Fang Ling's death has nothing to do with me."
Fang Xian glared with a pair of cannibal eyes and cursed: "Fart! Fang Ling's meridians have been sealed seven or eight times. Who else can do it except your judge's pen."
Ning Hua showed an expression that showed that he couldn't bear it anymore. He was furious, and without controlling the strength of his weapon, he directly hit Fang Xian on the left shoulder, knocking him out into the snow.
"Brother Fang!"
Duan Yuqing, a disciple from Yiwangshan next to him, exclaimed and stepped forward to help Fang Xian up. The other disciples from Wushan who were fighting at the side also slowed down their attack and defense.
Fang Xian pushed Duan Yuqing away and picked up the wooden staff that had fallen in the snow. On the head of the staff, which was as green as jade, hung a spike of jade with two flowers. This was Fang Ling's weapon, but the jade belonged to Fang Xian. He was in Shaoxian Mountain
The body of junior sister Fang Ling was found in a deep forest beside the Liaoshui River, and he decided to use this weapon to take revenge.
Fang Xian used this jade staff to sweep away all the monsters he met on the road, and finally found Ninghua when he left Shaoxian Mountain. He chased Ninghua indiscriminately for more than two hundred miles, all the way to Beiyue Mountain, where he met Xi
The other disciples in the Wild Demon Realm are fighting.
But speaking of it, Ning Hua was also unlucky. When he, Ning Feng, and Ning Xiang were crossing the Liao River in Shaoxian Mountain, they encountered a group of six-eyed flying fish monsters. This group of fish monsters had no other skills and would shoot water arrows.
Touch people's meridians. While they were busy killing fish, they bumped into Fang Ling who had separated from his fellow disciples. As a result, under the attack of hundreds of flying fish demons, Ning Xiang couldn't resist, so he lured the flying fish demons behind Fang Ling.
, trying to use his strength to fight. Unfortunately, he didn't do it well. Not only was he penetrated by the water arrow, but Fang Ling's Butterfly Staff technique was not blocked, and the water arrow broke through the defense, and he lost his life in vain.
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When it comes to responsibility, Ning Xiang should not be the first to take responsibility. Ning Hua, who is from the same sect, should bear some responsibility. But Fang Xian, who lost his beloved, fought indiscriminately. After all, both sides are still competitors. Let him and Ning
Feng had long lost the idea of defending himself, and the two sides fought like this all the way.
On Beiyue Mountain, Fang Xian stood firm and did not hide his irrational expression. He stared at Ning Hua and said viciously:
"Since Ling'er has left, no one can participate in reaching the Prison Law Mountain."
Ning Hua suddenly felt something was wrong and shouted: "Fang Xian, what do you want to do!"
Duan Yuqing, who was next to Fang Xian, couldn't help being startled, but it was too late to stop him.
Fang Xian was seen pouring all his karma into the jade staff, leaping high into the sky, and hitting a huge rock with a Taishan move.
That ten-foot-square rock suddenly "scattered flowers", and the sound of gravel spread throughout the countryside, lingering for a long time before it slowly subsided.
Duan Yuqing on the side breathed a sigh of relief. He thought Fang Xian was just venting his emotions, so he immediately stepped forward with a smile, but before he could make a sound from his open mouth, the Beiyue Mountain under his feet suddenly began to tremble violently.
A rumbling roar fell from the sky, and everyone raised their heads in unison. The clear sky on the top of the mountain was covered with flying snowflakes.
Bai Yunsheng was the first to jump up from the snow and shouted with all his strength: "Avalanche, run!"
Nan Fei and Xiang Wujian also secretly complained, but they didn't expect that a quiet moment of watching the fire from across the bank would turn into a disaster for the fish in the pond!
Those who can come here are all the leaders among the young demon cultivators in the Western Wasteland Demon World. If you are a leader, you are not a fool. With this situation and the sudden unfamiliar roar coming from their ears, the fifteen or sixteen people immediately put away their weapons and used the strongest weapons in their lives.
He ran wildly down the mountain with all his strength.
Only Fang Xian stood there, looking at the demonic figures that had gone away like fleas, smiled slightly, and suddenly disappeared into the violent snowfall.
When Bai Yunsheng woke up, his head was still severely dizzy. Suddenly there was a biting coldness around him, which made his muddy thoughts calm down.
He fixed his gaze and saw that he was hanging on a tree he didn't know the name of, and his body from the chest down was completely buried in the snow.
The clearer sight made the chill on his body clearer. Bai Yunsheng lifted his right arm that was buried in the snow, and pulled it out bit by bit from the snow. Then he grabbed the hanging branches in the air with both hands, and spent nine
With the strength of Niu and Hu, they climbed out of the snow pit and lay on the swaying branches, panting heavily.
I rested for half an hour.
Bai Yunsheng lay like this until he stopped shaking from top to bottom, inside and out, and his body gradually warmed up, then he stood up and looked around to determine the direction.
The white and cold sunlight fell from behind. Bai Yunsheng looked up against the light. His heart resumed beating and his throat couldn't help but gasp.
He saw that the dark green mountain's northern slope was split in half by white snow, as if the Milky Way was pouring down. He was standing at the end of the Milky Way.
Bai Yunsheng took a deep breath, looked at his toes, suddenly raised his head, looked around and shouted:
"Damn it, where is eldest brother? Where is Feng Xiao? Where is senior brother?"
There was nothing around except the mountains and forests destroyed by avalanches. The snow covered up the sounds of all the monsters' activities, making it quiet.
About thirty or forty miles to the north in front of Bai Yunsheng, there are three taller mountains standing in the sky. The wind and clouds gather on the snow-capped mountaintops, and you can see that it is a place full of vitality of the five elements.
Bai Yunsheng ran forward for several miles and walked into a dense coniferous forest. Finally, he found the mark of Tiandi Mountain on a tall tree entering the forest, and a burst of joy suddenly filled his heart.
Marks can be found here, indicating that at least Xiang Wujian and the others are still alive. Thinking of this, Bai Yunsheng brought up his feeling of loss, took up his Seven Killing Steps and jumped towards the forest.
Passing through the coniferous forest, sliding across a large river covered in ice, and turning around a valley with no birds and animals, the scene in front of us suddenly opened up.
The endless snowfields are covered with rime trees, which are like elves emerging from the snow. They are crystal clear in the falling sunshine. The crystal light meanders along a flowing river to three majestic towers.
In the snowy mountains.
The sky is clear and the atmosphere is refreshing.
However, what made Bai Yunsheng unable to take his eyes away was not these snowy scenery, but the five demonic figures standing in front of him, some old and some young, some clear and some turbid.
Bai Yunsheng breathed out the breath he had been holding in for four days and five nights, and shouted in surprise and joy: