The wind and snow are in the mysterious realm, the snow and snow are all over the sky, and people are gone for thousands of miles away, looking at the clouds!

There is no day or night here, and the snow wind is howling, and the monotonous white color is.

It has been a whole day and a night since Yu Han began to recover from his injuries.

As the true qi in his body began to flow smoothly, his qi and blood gradually returned to calm, and his injuries recovered more and more quickly.

After a day and night of breathing, Yu Han finally slowly opened his eyes.

The place where I saw it was the more than ten closely guarded disciples. Because they had not moved for a long time, their bodies were covered with snow.

However, he still stood so straight, motionless.

A warm current flashed through Yu Han's heart, and he stood up and swept the snow on his body of a disciple closest to him.

"Thank you all!"

He spoke.

After hearing his voice, the guardian disciples shook off the snow on their bodies, but there was no complaint in their eyes, and some were only grateful to him.

These unspeakable disciples just smirked and scratched their heads, but didn't say a word.

"Where are the others?"

Yu Han glanced around and found no other disciples, and his face changed suddenly.

At the same time, a sense of ominous premonition arose in my heart.

"About three hours ago, Senior Sister Bu Qingyan came over with some of her brothers. When you saw that your situation stabilized, you would feel at ease and take everyone away, leaving only us here to protect us!"

"not good!"

After hearing this, Yu Han's face became more and more serious.

Bu Qingyan and the others knew that something had happened to Shen Dongxuan and some disciples in the martial arts lecture hall, and they also knew the purpose of their hurrying journey.

But I didn't expect that I would meet Ling Luoshen and Yifeng here, which delayed so long.

The reason why they left was probably that they had already rushed to the Fengxue Palace first.

Thinking of this, Yu Han's heart became colder and colder.

There are some three heroes in the Immortal Sect. When it comes to fighting alone, you may be able to fight with the three heroes in the Immortal Sect, but it will also be extremely difficult.

However, the three heroes of the Immortal Sect were dispatched at the same time, so they were no match for them at all.

Even if he was like this, Bu Qingyan and the others rushed over at this moment and were simply throwing themselves into the trap.

As soon as he thought of this, he never dared to delay any more. He hurriedly gave a few instructions to the dozens beside him, immediately unfolded his body and galloped towards the direction of the Fengxue Hall.

"If I had a three-hour period, if I had been fast enough, I might have recovered some losses!"

While rushing to the road, all the ice and snow in the sky were shaken away by his body-protecting true energy, and his body turned into a stream of light, urging its speed to the extreme.

At this moment, Bu Qingyan, Li Guizang and others, with nearly 200 disciples from the martial arts lecture hall, had already arrived at Fengxueling.

Ten miles of Fengxue Ridge, the top of the mountain enters the temple.

Standing at the bottom, you can vaguely see the huge palace through the cover of wind and snow.

"Is it the Fengxue Palace there?" Bu Qingyan's eyes flashed and he spoke slightly.

Li Guizang and others couldn't help but nodded: "It should be there!"

Speaking of this, everyone was silent, with a trace of solemn passing through their eyes.

The three heroes of the Immortal Sect should have entered the hall at this moment, waiting for the moment when the Tianxuan Mirror was finally opened.

Bu Qingyan glanced at the surroundings.

There are nearly two hundred junior brothers, and in terms of number, they are almost the same as the number of disciples of this immortal sect.

However, once a real battle occurs, none of these disciples may be able to go back.

"Yu Han is injured, so he can't fight side by side with us for the time being!" Bu Qingyan opened her cherry lips slightly and she spoke slowly.

Then, she turned around and looked at the disciples of the martial arts lecture hall.

"But we can't watch our fellow disciples be sacrificed by those immortal sects blood. We should be together too!"

"But I don't want to force you, I believe Yu Han doesn't want to force you either!"

"So if you want to fight them to the death, even if you shed the last drop of blood, you have to kill someone who turns over and follow me. If you don't want to leave now, maybe you can survive when the trial is over!"

Bu Qingyan withdrew her gaze and looked at the Ten Mile Wind and Snow Ridge again.

The road is not spacious, but it is filled with an indescribable silence, blowing towards the cold wind.

A faint smell of blood was also conveyed.

She frowned slightly and stepped forward.

"We'll fight with you!" Li Guizang and Leng Zhenzhen held their arms, followed with a laugh.

Xiao Wan remained silent, moved her steps lightly, and walked forward.

"Haha, at worst, it's just a death, so what can I do? Eighteen years later, I'm a hero again!"

The disciples of the martial arts lecture hall roared loudly, but no one left, and followed the army in a mighty manner.

Bu Qingyan was not slow, and the ten-mile road and the steep mountains made their pace slower and slower.

Finally, when he reached the end of nearly a mile, Bu Qingyan suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Li Guizang and Leng Zhenzhen flashed to her side at the same time, holding the hilt of the sword tightly.

In Bu Qingyan's eyes, a faint mist flashed out.

Then, she slowly walked to one side!

There is a corner of gray clothes that emerges from the snow, swinging constantly with the whistling of the cold wind.

She squatted down gently, and kept brushing the cold white snow on the corner of her clothes with bare hands, gradually revealing a huge cold corpse.

Li Guizang and others' eyes flashed, and their faces immediately became extremely ugly.

"Everyone, come and help. More than one junior brother has been killed!" Bu Qingyan's voice was a little choked.

More than ten disciples rushed forward and swept away the snow around them with bare hands.

Ten corpses suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

There were also blood-red ice crystals that had dried up into ice on the ground. The ten disciples were lying on the ice crystals, with a bright red blood thread at their throats.

"They really performed a blood sacrifice!" Bu Qingyan looked at the Fengxue Palace in the distance. There was no one in front of him. Those guys from the Immortal Sect should have entered it.

In this case, I don’t know how many more martial arts disciples will be on this road.

"These immortal disciples are so cruel. They are so crazy that their hearts are punished!" Bu Qingyan clenched his fists.

Li Guizang's teeth clattered: "Even if he fights his life today, he will destroy them and avenge his dead junior brothers!"

"Let's go! I hope Shen Dongxuan and the others are still alive!"

Bu Qingyan said, then reached out to help the body of a female disciple up and picked it up.

"Take your brothers together, we will be together regardless of life or death!"

The eyes of the men in the martial arts lecture hall were wet.

Without saying a word, they picked up the bodies of their fellow brothers on the ground, followed Bu Qingyan, and walked forward.

As everyone continued to move forward, more and more corpses of disciples were cleaned out of the snow.

Just about halfway through this road, the number of corpses on everyone's bodies had reached fifty.

"Ten people in one mile, they are extremely cruel. Ten miles of Fengxue Ridge and one hundred disciples of the martial arts lecture hall fell like this!"

Li Guizang's eyes flashed, and his arms trembled due to violent anger.

"I am a disciple of the martial arts hall and never fear any challenges. Today, I will fight with the Immortal Sect until I die!" He roared and continued to walk forward.

The disciples of the martial arts lecture hall roared in unison, and the waves quickly spread toward the distance.

In the Wind and Snow Palace, the huge ice door has been opened, and the snow-white ice door as white as jade is filled with a bloodthirsty aura.

The above was stained red with blood, and it was indescribable.

Below the gate, there were the bodies of ten martial arts disciples scattered, which were extremely miserable.

Through the gate, inside is the center of the hall. At this moment, nearly a hundred figures are standing in the center of the hall.

Not far away in front of them, there was an altar.

Around the altar, guarded by a vague light shield, revealing a mysterious aura.

And there was no statue of any god or the spiritual position of the ancient sage guarding the altar under the light shield.

There is a quaint bronze mirror there.

It is placed on a bronze mirror frame and light continues to bloom.

Tianxuan Mirror!
To be continued...