On the snow-capped mountains thousands of meters high, at such a height, Du Wei could already feel the weight of his body. After all, he did not have the capital of a saint-level powerhouse. At such a high altitude, the extreme lack of oxygen made it difficult for him to breathe.
.
However, there is probably no such thing as "altitude sickness" in this world.
It is not an exaggeration to say that there is only a straight road to the sky all the way up. Just because the step road in front of us goes straight forward without any twists and turns. It is almost as steep as ninety degrees, step by step.
Looking up, it makes people dizzy.
Seeing Du Wei's difficulty, Chishui Duan took out a white ice bead-like thing from his arms, handed it to Du Wei, and said calmly: "Put it in your mouth, hold it under your tongue, but don't swallow it.
Got it." Then he took out another one and handed it to Qiao Qiao.
Du Wei took it without any hesitation, and immediately put it into his mouth and held it under his tongue. Sure enough, he immediately felt a cool air coming out from under his tongue and going straight to his forehead. This feeling made his whole body
Suddenly I felt relaxed, and the heavy and strenuous feeling was gone. I took a deep breath and felt extremely smooth.
"This is something exclusive to the Snowy Mountains. After all, there are more than two hundred wizards on the Snowy Mountains all year round, and not everyone has the strength of a saint."
Saying that, Chishui Duan glanced at Luoxue again.
Luoxue's face was gloomy. The Elf King was true to his word. Although he had abilities above the holy level and could recover from physical injuries at any time, he deliberately kept that tiny scratch on his face. His complexion looked pale at this moment.
He was cold and stern, with his hands behind his back and said nothing. He walked at the front, all the way up.
Luoxue was not a fool. After he was injured, he did not rush to the top of the mountain in a rage, but slowly climbed up step by step. After the fierce battle with Chishui Duanyi, the Elf King was not intact.
It takes a little time to recover.
The steps under your feet are layer by layer. They are all carved out of ice... In fact, on such a high snow-capped mountain, even if you want to find stones, it is difficult to find stones. The extreme cold has caused everything to freeze into ice. These ice cubes
Here, it is far harder than stone. Walking on the crystal clear ice steps, Du Wei silently looked into the distance...
There are a total of 3,650 layers of ice steps.
This is just the current number. It is said that a few decades ago, when the previous Witch King Gu Lanxiu was on the throne, there were only 3,640 steps because Gu Lanxiu was the 364th Witch King on the Snow Mountain.
According to the tradition of Snow Mountain, every time the Witch King of Xindi ascends the throne, the stairs must be expanded ten more steps down the mountain.
Of course, Chishui Duan would not boringly talk to Du Wei about these things. Du Wei had known these things for a long time. He learned about them from his little female prisoner, Snow Mountain disciple Ai Lu.
At this moment, he walked all the way and said the same thing deliberately.
"If this is the case. Assuming that the Snow Mountain can continue to be passed down, then no matter how high the snow mountain is... there will eventually come a day when the steps will expand bit by bit and will lead directly to the ground below the mountain. At that time, what else can be done?
Add more steps? Should we dig deeper into the ground?"
After listening to Du Wei's introduction, Qiao Qiao couldn't help but ask.
Du Wei didn't know the answer to this question, so he remained silent. But he deliberately glanced at Chishui Duan.
There was a slight change in Chishui's expression, and then he turned back as if nothing had happened, glanced at Qiao Qiao, and said lightly: "If one day, the steps lead to the ground... that will be the moment when the Snow Mountain lineage re-enters the world.
This is also an iron rule left by our ancestors in the Snow Mountains.”
Du Wei was silent.
He didn't know why, but he suddenly remembered something that didn't seem to have much to do with the snow-capped mountains.
Back then, when I was on the sacred mountain of the Dragon Clan, I saw the canyon in the sacred mountain. I heard from the Dragon Clan that it was specially used to discard the bodies and heads of the killed criminals... Moreover, the Dragon Clan also had a strange rule: when should that be done?
When the abyss is filled with the corpses of sinners, it is time for the dragon clan to remove themselves from guarding the portal to the human world and regain their freedom!
It seems that these ancient places always have some weird and weird rules.
There are 3,650 steps leading all the way to the top of Snow Bee.
When they were halfway through the journey, something surprising appeared on both sides of the steps that surprised Du Wei.
"This is the Snowy Mountains."
On the top of the mountain, a strange building was developed on both sides. Those buildings were all carved out of ice, whether they were houses or platforms... Du Wei even saw a few people wearing thin robes on the left side.
On the left side of the steps, there is an exit. There is a platform about a hundred meters square, and there is even an "ice tower" with three floors. Several people wearing wizard robes were sitting on the platform, sitting cross-legged on the cold
On the ground, some people lowered their heads and thought hard, while others were lying on the ground, using their fingers to write on the ice. Some people even held their heads and thought for a while, then suddenly jumped up, then stretched out their hands to grab it, and a magic figure appeared in the air.
He came with an ice sword, then straightened the sword and stabbed it several times. It seemed to Du Wei that the few blows he used were obviously very high martial arts skills. Unfortunately, the man only stabbed him a few times, but his face was full of distress.
He threw away the ice sword again and sat on the ground again, holding his head and thinking hard, as if there was something he couldn't figure out.
There were even a few people standing far away on the edge of the platform, facing the abyss below, staring blankly into the distance without any reaction.
What's even more strange is that these people clearly saw Du Wei and others coming up, but they seemed to have no reaction at all. No one came to ask, and they just let Du Wei and others go up the steps.
Even if someone occasionally cast their eyes over me, they would just look at me indifferently, then look away and continue to do their own thing.
"Is it possible to come and go at will on the snow-capped mountains?" Du Wei couldn't help but ask: "We just come up like this, and the people here don't care?"
"This is the Snow Mountain." Chishui Duan's answer was very calm: "The people here have been living in this kind of ghost place all year round. Even the sharpest people have had their temperament smoothed out by the years of extreme cold.
The people here...are already cold to the core from the outside to the inside! Even their blood is probably cold."
Chishui Duan looked at the people on the platform who were doing their own things, and suddenly smiled softly: "The people here are pretty good. After all, this is one of the three places in the snow mountain, 'Entering the World'. The wizards here only need to cultivate
In order to reach the standard, they can be qualified to walk down the mountain. So they will practice hard and strive to become qualified wizards. In order to leave this lifeless and cold place one day earlier. Here, you don’t have to pay attention to others.
I won't pay attention to you. Even after a year, you won't have a chance to say a word or two to others."
Du Wei's heart sank. Looking at the people sitting on the ice, he couldn't help but sigh.
"It's nothing here. When you go up and see the 'Ji Jing Room' and the 'Cho He Room', you will know what true 'indifference' is!" Chishui Duan said with a calm face: "How old have I been?
I grew up in a place like this. At that time, I practiced hard for a year by myself, and I only had a few words with Bai Hechou and Lan Haiyue. Even when I left, some of their names... I was very fond of them.
It’s hard to call it out. Only here will you know what true ‘loneliness’ means!”
Sure enough, after walking up more than two hundred floors, I saw a platform on the right side of the mountain. A larger platform appeared than before, but this time, there was no one on the platform! Behind the platform was leaning against the mountain.
There are densely packed caves everywhere, like a beehive.
Standing on the steps, you can faintly hear the sound of slight explosions coming from some caves, while others emit lights of different colors.
"Jiu Jingjian. The people here are real lunatics. Their only role in surviving is to study various ancient things left behind in the Snowy Mountains... witchcraft, martial arts, and other things... here
People are real monsters. Unless it is ordered by the Witch King, it is best for no one to disturb them... Of course, no one will disturb them in this place. There are even legends that there are often many people here.
They won’t step out of the cave for years...the only chance to see them is the competition at the gate of Dixue Mountain once every ten years.”
Du Wei felt a little sad in his heart: Unexpectedly, on top of the snowy mountains, this kind of indifference is actually in the blood?!
Going up further, when he saw the third platform this time, Du Wei knew that this was probably the highest level "joint room" among the three rooms in the snow mountain.
It is said that this is a place specially responsible for cultivating and training young Snow Mountain disciples. Every year, the wizards who enter the world and walk under the mountain will select some young children with outstanding qualifications and bring them to the mountain for training as the inheritance of the descendants of the Snow Mountain. And "
The "Caihe Room" is a place dedicated to cultivating these descendants of the Snowy Mountains.
But looking at this huge platform, it was empty, with not a single human figure on it. Du Wei was just astonished when he was suddenly startled by a slight sound of breaking through the air above.
Looking up, on the mountain above the platform, between a cluster of icicles, a young boy in his early ten years, standing there with no upper body.
The thin upper body that has not yet developed properly is exposed in the cold wind of the snow-capped mountains, and the sweat on the body has condensed into ice beads. The young man's face was as cold as an ice sculpture, and he was holding a stick in his hand.
The slender icicles faced the air and repeatedly made "stabbing" movements.
Every time he stabbed it, the icicles made a hissing sound.
The young man repeated this boring action over and over without slacking off at all. Du Wei could see the weakness of the young man's body. He seemed to have reached the limit of his physical strength and his arms were already a little weak.
Finally, with a plop, the child's feet softened and he sat down on the ground. The icicle in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and then rolled to the feet of Du Wei and others.
Du Wei bent down and picked up the icicle, but suddenly found that the middle of the icicle was hollowed out and covered with several small air holes. No wonder... every time the child stabbed,
It will all cause the sound of breaking the sky.
Du Wei took two steps forward and handed the icicle to the child. The boy just took it silently without saying a word. Without even looking at Du Wei, he took the icicle and turned around.
Go ahead and continue doing the simple and boring "stabbing" action.
"This is the future Daxueshan disciple who is being trained in the 'Cooperation Room'!" Chishui Duan walked up behind Du Wei without saying a word. He looked at the young man, and there was a hint of strangeness in Chishui Duan's voice.
Emotions: "Back then... when I was his age, it was the same. I stood in the ice and snow every day and did this practice of repeatedly thrusting. Three thousand five hundred times a day! Until one day, I thrust out with all my strength.
Only if it can be done once without any breaking sound can it be considered qualified."
Du Wei was shocked!
He looked at the thin and frail boy, at the childish but callous face...
On the Snowy Mountains, it’s no wonder that there are peerless strong men like Gu Lanxiu, Bai Hechou, Chishui Duan, and Lan Haiyue! Just because the people here have undergone this kind of inhuman training!!
"Little Duwei, do you understand?" Chishui's voice sounded softly: "The Snowy Mountains are like a cage. A cage in the ice and snow! People living here don't have feelings even if they have them.
They will also slowly cool down in this boring and cold life for many years. Finally, they will become like those people you see! But everyone is working hard, just because, under this cold appearance,
Everyone knows that only by working hard can you have a chance to become a real wizard, and have a chance to walk down the snow-capped mountains and walk into the warm world!! Only then can you have a chance to escape from this cold cage!! Some people will succeed, and they are becoming
After becoming a wizard, you can choose to enter the 'world' and get the opportunity to go down the mountain and walk in the world! Some people will fail and die in the process of cultivation... and some people will gradually grow up in this place without any warmth.
He was assimilated and became an iceman without any sense or emotion! He slowly froze his feelings and blood, and finally turned into a madman... just like those madmen in the seminary, who have become accustomed to this boring way of life.
Life. I am used to staying here year after year, and finally choose to stay here and continue to live like this..."
Finally, Chishui Duan whispered to Du Wei: "Did you know? Since I came here...when I was ten years old, I have never smiled again, and I have never seen anyone else smile!"
"Since it is such a place...then what is the significance of its existence?"
The person who raised this question was not Du Wei or Qiao Qiao, but Elf King Luoxue, who had not spoken since coming all the way.
Luoxue gently wiped away the blood from the scar on his cheek, and looked at Chishui Duan: "Is it possible that the only meaning of existence for people on the Snowy Mountains is to experience this kind of suffering?"
Chishui Duan's reaction to Luo Xue's question was very strange. Although the two had just had a dramatic fight before, Chishui Duan still answered Luo Xue.
"I don't know." Chishui Dan's answer was simple: "No one has ever told us."
He said something else later, but it was to Du Wei: "Even our teacher Gu Lanxiu never explained it! I asked him once..."
"Oh? What did he say?"
"Teacher, tell me: The Snowy Mountains existed in the past and will exist forever in the future...unless this world is destroyed!"
The 3,650 steps were finally completed.
This place was already at the top of the snow-capped mountains. What surprised Du Wei was that when he stepped on the last step, suddenly the world became silent!
Originally, there would be constant strong winds on this extremely high peak all year round. But after crossing the last step, all the surrounding movements became quiet.
Looking up, there was silence in the sky, but there seemed to be a gap in the dense clouds, shining the sunlight directly on the top of the mountain.
In front of you is a huge platform. When you step on it, it feels very hard. But when you look down, you can see that the ground under your feet is shining with light. It is so smooth that it can even reflect people's figures.
On the huge platform, the sun shines on the ice, turning into colorful lights, like a rainbow. This huge plane is like a square.
"The competition that takes place every ten years is held here." Chishui Duan pointed forward and saw a huge round ice stone in the middle of the square, above a dozen steps: "
That's where the Witch-King is."
Du Wei looked at the position above... That piece of ice stone was high up, but it looked so cold. Even if he sat on it, it would probably be uncomfortable!
And faintly, it seems that there is a small corridor behind the ice stone. It leads all the way, but I don't know where it leads.
Chishui looked up and suddenly whispered: "He's here..."
Silently, a white figure slowly turned out from behind the Witch King's seat. Dressed in a snow-white robe, it seemed to shine under the sunlight. From a distance, it looked like a
God.
Bai Hechou stood there quietly. This was the first time that Du Wei saw Bai Hechou's true form. It seemed that this peerless strong man did not seem to have outstanding appearance, but he just stood there and gave a gentle look.
Scanning over, everyone present was seen in an instant.
Everyone who was swept by his eyes felt as if someone had seen through all the secrets in their souls!
It is not as strong as those peerless strong men in the legend, who all have awe-inspiring auras, or the so-called aura of kings. Bai Hechou just stood there, but it gave people a feeling of extreme tranquility... He just stood there.
Standing there, Du Wei had a strange illusion in his heart:
He is here! He was here before, he is now, even if thousands of years pass, he will always be here
For the first time in his life, Wei Cong actually had this feeling of "eternity" from a person!!
This is no longer a feeling of "strong" or "weak", but... the man in front of me seems to have existed forever!!
"Bai Hechou! I'm back!"
Chishui Duan was the first to speak. He stared at the person in the distance, the person who had made him hate his whole life. A strong aura emerged from Chishui Duan's whole body, and his fighting spirit was instantly ignited. This kind of violent
The breath made Du Wei and Qiao Qiao standing next to him feel suffocated.
Bai Hechou, on the other hand, just stood here quietly.
The two have known each other for a long time. Chishui Duan tried his best to release his aura. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, Bai Hechou was right in front of him. He didn't move or speak, and even his breathing was so clear.
After a while, Bai Hechou...he...
He actually laughed!!
Without the slightest doubt, Chishui Duan could clearly see that the opponent he had hated his entire life was smiling from the corner of his mouth, and then the smile gradually spread.
In an instant, Chishui Dan felt that his aura was completely suppressed. It was originally full of anger, full of fighting spirit, and full of violent oppression, but it was easily disintegrated with Bai He's sad smile!
"Duan, you're back." Bai Hechou's voice fell into Chishui Duan's ears word by word: "Tell me, is this the person who hurt you?"
As he spoke, Bai Hechou stretched out a finger and pointed at Luoxue from afar.
When Luo Xue was pointed at by the opponent, she actually felt as if her whole body had fallen into warm water. That warm feeling made Luo Xue feel cold in her heart!!
This feeling of being enveloped by the other person's aura made Luoxue feel very uncomfortable. He immediately took a deep breath and spoke.
"Are you the one who hurt my face?" Luoxue shook his wrist lightly, and the silver thread gently slipped from his wrist, and then twisted gently like a spiritual snake... Luoxue had slowly walked away.
Going up, every time he took a step forward, he felt as if he was walking in the water. Every step seemed to take a lot of effort! But the proud Elf King still said proudly: "I told you, I will come up and kill you."
you!"
Bai He's worried eyes fell on the silver thread on Luoxue's wrist. He seemed to have stared at it for a long time and then only glanced at it.
It seems that in front of Bai Hechou, everything has become so weird that people can't understand.
"Your weapons don't seem to belong to this world." Bai Hechou's words made Luoxue's face suddenly change: "You are an elf, right?"
Luoxue's face was solemn, he stopped, and the silver thread fell into his hand. Luoxue's voice was more solemn than ever: "Yes! This is the sacred weapon of my Elf clan! It was left in this world by the Elf God.
A hair!"
Bai Hechou nodded, seemingly not too surprised. On the other hand, Du Wei below felt a sudden shock in his heart when he heard the answer!
The hair of the Elf God? So, it seems that the sins of the north have received the protection and help of their gods?!
"Elf, you are very strong." Bai Hechou seemed to still be smiling: "I originally thought that I was the only person in this world who could defeat Duan... But now it seems that you should be the one I found.
The strongest opponent in the world. I am very satisfied with you... Come on."
This sentence "Come on" seemed to carry a hint of expectation. Luoxue's face also returned to calmness. He knew that facing such a strong man, he must not be a little anxious before taking action!
It was exactly the opposite of what Du Wei expected! Luoxue's attack was not the earth-shattering blow he had imagined. The Elf King in front of him only paused for a moment before slowly taking a step forward.
At the same time, the silver on his wrist stretched straight in the air, and gently pointed towards Bai Hechou.
This point seemed so gentle, as if even a piece of paper couldn't penetrate it. But when Bai He looked at it, the smile in his eyes became even stronger.
"Very good, you really didn't disappoint me."
step!
It was just a step. In Du Wei's view, Luoxue was still far away from Bai Hechou, but after this step, the two of them "seemed" to be standing together!
It seems that the distance between the two people suddenly disappeared in the space!!
A sharp whistle suddenly came out from Luoxue's mouth, and the silver thread was immediately thrown down like a long whip!
There was no sound at all. But wherever the silver wire passed, even the space seemed to be cut off by this thin silver wire! A click was heard, and the throne of the Witch King and the huge ice stone behind Bai Hechou,
It has been divided into two halves, and just above the ground, from Luoxue to Bai Hechou and between their feet, the originally smooth and flat ice surface immediately has many deep and thin cracks! If you look carefully.
This tiny gap is so profound that you can’t even see it at a glance!!
Du Wei saw this, and a strange thought suddenly came to his mind:
Broken painting?!
Luoxue's strength has already reached the level of breaking a painting?!
The silver wire fell, cutting off the space between the two people. The space was broken, and the things in the space, including the Witch King's throne, including the square, and even the rocks behind him, were all broken apart silently!
However, Bai He, standing in this "painting" was worried, but he still stood there with a smile.
I don't know when, that wisp of silver thread was right in front of Bai Hechou, but it could no longer fall any further.
Bai He stretched out his finger sadly, and then he slowly put it on the silver thread, tapping lightly...
Every movement and detail he made was so clear, so gentle, so slow...so slow that even Du Wei could see it in such detail!
But unfortunately, just after such a flick, I saw a wave immediately appear on the silver wire! This wave rippled back bit by bit, along the silver wire, a subtle oscillating arc
, it reached Luoxue’s wrist! The Elf King’s expression immediately changed, the scream in his mouth suddenly stopped, and he suddenly stepped back on the spot!
With a whoosh, his silver thread was thrown back first, followed by his person, who stepped back dozens of steps, almost to the edge of the steps behind him!
The Elf King's beautiful face was filled with purple energy. He finally stood firmly on the edge of the steps, and his eyes looking at Bai Hechou were full of horror!
"No! It's impossible!" Luoxue murmured in his mouth. He lowered his head and thought for a while. After raising his head, he looked at Bai Hechou with a dead expression on his face and walked forward again.
This time, the silver wire in his hand suddenly trembled slightly and twisted in the air. Finally, it was like a knot, and finally formed the outline of a bow!
With every step Luoxue took, the purple light all over his body became stronger and stronger. When he reached the tenth step, the intense purple light around him made Du Wei and Qiao Qiao standing on the platform feel as if they were standing on a different platform.
Next to the purple sun!!
Finally, Luoxue stopped, but suddenly grabbed the "bow" made of silver wire, and made a gesture of "drawing the bow and setting up an arrow"...
laugh!
This sound came from the bow, but it was not the sound of breaking through the air! A very subtle purple light shot out from Luo Xue's fingertips, and streaked through the air at a strangely slow speed. That ray of light
The soft sound, if there is nothing, has directly pierced the space!
Following the trajectory of this purple light, tiny cracks began to appear in the space, just like a picture with a hole poked in the middle!
There was a roar behind Bai Hechou. A roaring sound seemed to be heard in the distance, and where he was, the ice stones behind him had turned into powder silently, and the ice on the ground and the steps around him had all turned into powder.
Under the trajectory of this purple light, it collapsed and shattered silently!
This power does not directly act on them, but directly destroys the space and "picture" where they are located!!
The purple light has already arrived in front of Bai Hechou. Although the speed is slow, for people, as long as you are in this space, there is absolutely no possibility of dodge!!
Under such powerful power, the smile on Bai Hechou's lips deepened by three points.
He suddenly reached out and took something from his waist!
His... scimitar!!
When Du Wei saw this scene, his heart suddenly jumped!
Is Bai Hechou’s scimitar about to be unsheathed?!
No!
In the meantime, he gently put the scimitar into its scabbard and stood it upright in front of him.
Silently, the purple light hit the scabbard of the scimitar, and was silently split into two halves! Then, with a buzzing sound, the purple light that had been split into two halves quickly shot towards both sides at the same time.
go out……
A huge roaring sound came from their ears. Everyone saw clearly. The two purple lights separated from the left and right under Bai Hechou's scabbard. They almost went to both sides of Bai Hechou's body. Soon, in
Amidst the roar, even this snow-capped mountain was trembling faintly!
Looking around, among the mountains in between, there were two isolated peaks on one left and one on the right. When the purple light hit them, the entire mountain suddenly collapsed!!!
The roaring sound was accompanied by the collapse of the mountain, the ice and snow sliding down, and the mist rising into the sky. It seemed like a century had passed!
Luoxue was completely stunned. He stood there, looking at Bai Hechou. After a long time, he murmured three words in his mouth: "It's impossible..."
Bai Hechou slowly put down the scimitar, but finally used his other hand to hold the handle of the scimitar!!
However, the smile on his face faded bit by bit.
"It's a pity, it's really a pity." Bai Hechou's tone was full of a sense of loneliness. He looked at Luoxue and said quietly: "This is the second time I'm disappointed... Last time, I thought I finally found it.
I found an opponent worthy of my sword, but I was disappointed to find that the opponent had been dead for a thousand years."
Du Wei immediately understood that Bai Hechou was referring to the last time he had a duel with the Pope in the temple. The Pope used the power in the badge left by Aragorn to force Bai Hechou to make an exception and draw his sword.
"...This time, when I saw you, I was really surprised." Bai Hechou looked at Luoxue, his tone was extremely calm! I heard him slowly say: "You can defeat Duan...and, you
The strength of Po Hua was revealed just now. I originally thought that I finally had an opponent worthy of drawing my sword. Unfortunately, you let me down, elf."
laugh……
A crisp sound, and a soft light like the bright moon, slowly flowed out from Bai Hechou's scabbard. The blade gradually revealed its majestic nature from the sheath!
Bai Hechou's voice still contained endless loneliness and a touch of sadness: "...Elf, your strength is probably the closest to my opponent in this world. It's a pity... From what you just said
It seems that although you have barely reached the level where you can break paintings...but you are relying on the silver thread in your hand. Therefore, your real strength is still only at the Saint level.
There was no breakthrough... Unfortunately, I, Bai Hechou, used my sword for the second time, but I still didn't find a suitable opponent... Instead, I faced a hair of the gods... Alas, you are just a saint.
"
Before he finished speaking, he saw a soft light floating silently from Bai Hechou's blade!
This light seems to be like mercury leaking out of the ground, pervasive, just like the sun shining on the earth. Although it seems soft, it is irresistible!
Luoxue only had time to raise her wrist, and the silver in her hand twisted and danced crazily. However, under this soft light, the entangled silver thread suddenly froze in the air!
The next moment, I saw that the silver thread suddenly produced a strange oscillation, and finally broke into countless pieces inch by inch under the light of the sword!!
When countless pieces of silver wire fell to the ground, Luoxue felt a faint pain suddenly coming from his wrist. He lowered his head and looked down, and saw a subtle red mark on his wrist.
The silver thread has long since fallen off.
Luoxue only felt that her heart, at this moment, was shattered into countless fragments as the silver thread broke! The feeling of powerlessness from head to toe had spread throughout her body!
Broken... Broken?!
With a plop, Luoxue was already kneeling on the ground, looking at the fragments on the ground quietly, his eyes filled with deathly gray.
The sacred artifact worshiped by the elves, the guardian artifact entrusted to the elves by the elves, was broken so easily under the hands of this human?!
Bai Hechou walked to Luo Xue quietly. He walked calmly, pointing the blade at the ground. Luo Xue raised her head and looked up at the man in front of her. She only felt that under the other person's figure, that face seemed to be hidden.
In the shadow, let yourself not see clearly no matter what!
"Go back, elf." Bai Hechou's voice fell clearly in the ears of the elf king: "Since you can get this weapon given by the elf god, you must be able to communicate with the gods... Then, let me tell you
God..."
"Wha...what?"
"Tell it." Bai Hechou's voice seemed to have a tone that no longer existed for humans: "Tell it... not long after, a new name will be added to the divine genealogy:"
Having said this, the Witch King bent down and looked at the Elf King: "Bai Hechou!"
Luoxue's whole body suddenly trembled uncontrollably. He looked at Bai Hechou: "You...could you..."
"Saint level?" Bai Hechou seemed to be laughing: "I am no longer one."