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Snow Impermanence

Void, silent.

Two figures stood in the void, looking at each other. Between them, there was an endless terrifying storm of sword energy, spinning crazily, drowning everything.

A trace of determination flashed in Xue Wuchang's eyes, and he waved his big hand, and the Seven-Yam Heavenly Light Cauldron stood in front of him, with divine light constantly blooming from it, as if forming a defensive light curtain, preventing the Sword Storm from advancing even half an inch.

"You can't stop me." The sword spit out a voice. At this moment, his body seemed to turn into a peerless sword, and a terrifying sword light burst out, carrying an indomitable momentum that even tore the void apart.

Come.

Xue Wuchang's expression changed dramatically, and his true energy rioted all over his body, and he poured into the Qiyao Heavenly Light Cauldron crazily. The cauldron continued to expand, the mouth of the cauldron reversed its direction, and endless divine light shot out from the mouth of the cauldron, and they all attacked the sword light that was coming.

The sword light moved forward, destroying everything. When the divine light collided with the sword light, the air of death swept out and annihilated the divine light. The sword light continued to move forward, seemingly unstoppable.

"No, this is impossible!" Xue Wuchang's eyes widened and he kept shaking his head. How could he be so strong!

At this time, the sword had come to Xue Wuchang's side, and his whole body was filled with extremely fierce sword intent. Even his eyes were so cold, as if it penetrated into the depths of his soul.

Xue Wuchang's face turned pale, but he still didn't give up. He stretched out his hands forward, and suddenly the ice-type spiritual energy between heaven and earth exploded, turning into invisible air currents, crushing towards the sword, and the strong wind slapped on the sword, trying to block it.

The steps of the sword.

The sword intent exploded, and the sword seemed to be fearless, walking in the storm. The slightly thin figure was as stable as a mountain at this time, unshakable. Even if the storm bombarded the body, the eyes were still so determined, with that murderous intent.

, still so strong.

Today, the snow is impermanent and will die.

When Mu Hai saw this scene happening in the void, he was speechless for a long time. He seemed to understand why Qin Xuan valued the epee so much.

"Don't..." Xue Wuchang looked at the sword that was constantly enlarging in his pupils. A trace of fear finally appeared in his eyes, and his body kept shaking, as if he was seeing the god of death.

Jian looked at Xue Wuchang, and a sword light flashed in his dark eyes. For a single glance, the sword light seemed to shoot out from Jian's eyes and reflected in Xue Wuchang's pupils.

Xue Wuchang suddenly felt a sword light appear in his eyes, and just as he was about to resist, the sword light continued to bloom, turning into an endless sword shadow, stinging his eyes.

"ah……"

A scream of excruciating pain came out, and Xue Wuchang held his eyes with both hands. Even so, blood still flowed from the sword between his fingers, and it was extremely bright red.

At one glance, Xue Wuchang couldn't even bear Jian's gaze.

Just as the sword was about to wipe out Xue Wuchang's life, Qin Xuan suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

Jian heard the sound and stopped, turned to look at Qin Xuan, and saw Qin Xuan saying: "Don't take his life first, the top priority is to regain the magic weapon."

Jian nodded slightly, then his eyes fell on Xue Wuchang, and said calmly: "Hand it over."

Xue Wuchang's face looked extremely ugly, but at this time he had no way out. If he wanted to survive, he had to obey their words.

Under Jian's gaze, Xue Wuchang finally summoned the treasure cauldron, and the Qiyao Tianguang cauldron immediately shrank in size and appeared in front of Jian.

Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stretched out his palm and struck the Qiyao Heavenly Light Cauldron. The cauldron trembled, and then it shot violently in the direction of Qin Xuan.

Mu Hai's eyes flickered for a moment, but then he felt relieved. If it weren't for Qin Xuan, he might have died here today.

Xue Wu's common sword did not fuse with the soul in the Qiyao Heavenly Light Cauldron, and his expression froze for a moment. Could it be that he was not interested in this treasure cauldron?

Qin Xuan grabbed his hand forward, and the Qiyao Heavenly Light Cauldron suddenly floated in front of him. The light patterns on the cauldron had dimmed, and it was like an ordinary giant cauldron. Even the aura it emitted was extremely weak.

Xue Wuchang used the tripod twice, and the power in it has been exhausted. Naturally, it can no longer be used unless true energy is poured into it.

Qin Xuan's soul power penetrated into the treasure cauldron, and soon he found a ball of pure white light suspended in the center of the treasure cauldron, with a faint hint of ice and cold. It was naturally a fragment of Xue Wuchang's soul.

With a thought in Qin Xuan's mind, the majestic and powerful soul power roared out, as if it turned into a phantom of a god, trampling directly over Xue Wuchang's soul.

At that moment, Xue Wuchang's body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his heart seemed to have been trampled by a terrifying force. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were filled with extreme fear, as if he had seen a ghost.

He is actually so strong!

Xue Wuchang's heart stirred up endless waves, and his breathing stopped. The soul of the young man in white was so vast that it was too terrifying and impossible to resist.

It wasn't until this moment that he truly realized that the young man in white giving orders was the most terrifying of the three.

The reason why I didn't take action was just out of disdain.

In just a moment, Qin Xuan erased Xue Wuchang's soul imprint in the Qiyao Tianguang Cauldron. At this time, the tripod became ownerless again.

Mu Hai noticed Xue Wuchang's reaction, but was not too surprised. Qin Xuan was able to depose a sect-level genius with ease. It was nothing to accomplish this.

However, Mu Hai would not know that the shock and fear Xue Wuchang experienced was more powerful than he imagined.

At this moment, Qin Xuan was seen waving his sleeves and the cauldron of seven-ray sky light was shooting downwards. When Mu Hai saw the cauldron shooting towards him, his eyes could not help but reveal a dull look. What did Qin Xuan mean by this?

"Boss..." Mu Hai asked blankly, somewhat unresponsive.

Qin Xuan showed a smile and joked: "Why, you don't want it?"

Mu Hai seemed to understand something, a hint of ecstasy flashed in his eyes, and he nodded quickly: "Yes, of course!"

He then put the Seven Luminous Heavenly Light Cauldron into the Sumeru Ring, but did not merge with it immediately. He was not in the strongest state now, and he had already merged with the Baoding before, so there would not be much problem in integrating it again.

"How will he deal with it?" Jian looked at Qin Xuan, waiting for Qin Xuan to make an announcement.

"Kill." Qin Xuan spat out a voice, then turned and left with an indifferent expression, as if nothing happened.

Who knows if the Holy Son of Qianxue Palace is killed?

Xue Wuchang's heart trembled when he heard this. He suddenly thought of something and said loudly: "You can't kill me. I have the mark of an emperor-level expert on my body. If you kill me, you will be exposed!"

Qin Xuan frowned, did he have the mark of an emperor-level expert on his body?

Qin Xuan looked at Mu Hai and asked, "Is this really true?"

"I shouldn't be lying." Mu Hai nodded, "In order to protect Tianjiao disciples from being directly killed, many powerful people will leave marks on them and appear at the critical moment of life and death to frighten the other party."

"So, you should have one too, right?" Qin Xuan asked.

"Yes." Mu Hai nodded again, and then added: "But the soul mark is just a mark, which cannot bring out the true strength of this deity. Moreover, this is the Yunhuang Mountains. It is still unknown whether the soul mark can come."

When Qin Xuan heard this, his brows immediately stretched, and a smile appeared in his eyes. Even the emperor could not be accommodated here, so how could a powerful emperor come here.

Xue Wuchang saw the smile in Qin Xuan's eyes, and his heart sank a little, and he said in a panic: "If I, the strong man from Qianxue Palace, come, you will all die!"

"I want to see if he will come!"

The sword shouted coldly, and his fingers suddenly pointed forward. An illusory sword energy bloomed from the fingertips, penetrating the void, and a wave of death descended on Xue Wuchang.

At this moment, Xue Wuchang's body trembled violently, and an inexplicable force seemed to be released from his body. A shadow appeared faintly in the void, with long snow-white hair and a solemn face, exuding unparalleled majesty.

Qin Xuan and the other two people's expressions changed when they saw this phantom, and it actually appeared.

When Xue Wuchang saw the powerful phantom coming, his dim eyes suddenly glowed with brilliance, and he shouted loudly: "Senior, save me!"

However, the moment the phantom appeared, the clouds and fog in the sky suddenly rolled, and then a transcendent divine light bombarded down and shot straight towards the phantom.

Before the phantom could figure out what was going on, its expression suddenly changed. When it raised its head, it saw a divine light coming with unrivaled force. The situation changed, as if it was carrying the power of the great road.

The snow-white shadow stretched out its hands, and ice curtains of light appeared in the void, overlapping each other. However, the divine light was so powerful that it penetrated directly through the ice curtain and struck hard on the shadow.

The shadow's eyes widened, and before it could scream, its figure turned into ripples and dissipated between heaven and earth.

From the time he appeared to the time he disappeared, it only took a few seconds.

At this time, the sword energy released by the sword also passed through Xue Wuchang's eyebrows. Xue Wuchang's eyes widened in anger, and he refused to close his eyes.

The Holy Son of Qianxue Palace died!

In the land of ice and snow, in a towering majestic palace.

This hall is the place where the life beads of all the important people in Qianxue Palace are kept. Once the life beads are broken, it means that the owner of the life beads has fallen and disappeared from this world.

The Holy Son is already considered an important figure in Qianxue Palace. There are three Holy Sons in Qianxue Palace, one from each of the three realms: Yuan Wang, Yuan Emperor, and Yuan Emperor.

Too many resources have been invested in each of the Holy Sons. Not surprisingly, among the three Holy Sons, a future controller of the Qianxue Palace will be born, and he will become the Lord of the Qianxue Palace.

The remaining two people are the top forces of Qianxue Palace and protect the master of the palace.

And at a certain moment, where the life beads of the three saint sons were stored, one of the life beads suddenly trembled, and then exploded directly, and endless light scattered in the void, extremely gorgeous.

Suddenly, a powerful aura descended on the place where the Life Orb was broken, and an old man wearing a robe of ice and snow looked horrified, his eyes fixed on the light scattered in front of him.

Xue Wuchang's life bead was actually broken, which means that there is no such person as Xue Wuchang in the world.

"Who dares to call me the Holy Son!"

At this moment, a roar that shook the world came from a large hall.

In an instant, a terrifying ice rule erupted in the sky, endless ice-attribute spiritual energy violently rioted, and the temperature between heaven and earth instantly dropped to the extreme, and the space seemed to be solidified.

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