That day, the snow in Tianshan turned into rain.

Black rain.

The waves at the forefront of the vast sea finally arrived in this land, throwing away the hatred and anger that had been sealed for tens of millions of years into the world.

The spirits on the ground looked up and saw the white bones rising from the black waves. Their joints were moving and making a crackling sound.

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The far north, the ice field.

"It has never rained here." Xiza raised her head and looked at the black clouds, the black rain, and the dead hidden in the darkness in the depths.

"I really prefer white."

The thick snow on this permafrost soil melted in heavy rain, emitting hissing sounds and white smoke.

Xizha's wide tiger palm could no longer step into the snow he was familiar with. The ice and snow melted, revealing the muddy and black land. In the distance, you could see the white retreating rapidly, and the originally white ridge turned black.

It's black in all directions.

There is also rain.

Qingyan's body was surrounded by lightning. She hated rain, and this has not changed yet.

"The water of the vast sea is their support for moving forward," said Xiza. "There is something that allows the water of the vast sea to enter the sky and then sprinkle it from the sky, so that they can be everywhere."

"But the things that can be used to move with the help of rain are all little guys. Those big guys still need to move with the help of the vast sea. So they must break through the Dragon Abyss, which blocks the vast sea from the seven seas of Jiuzhou. Now, it is the true fusion."

Xizha glanced at the green flame surrounding the lightning light.

"The water of the vast sea itself has nothing unclean. It is just the sea of ​​that ancient era. It is just the corpses in the vast sea that need to be moved with the vast sea. You don't have to be so careful."

"I just hate rain, it has nothing to do with whether it is a vast sea." Qingyan replied in the lightning.

She looked in a certain direction.

"So they can't step onto this land at will from anywhere, is that what does that mean?"

"It's very smart. They are not unscrupulous. After all, they are dead objects. Being able to regain life is a huge violation of the rules. On this, the route they can step onto the ice field is fixed."

Qingyan narrowed his eyes.

Not far from here, crossing the stretching ridge is a famous river in ancient and modern times.

Xizha walked across the ridge with green flames and walked upwards until she walked up to the cliff and looked down.

The Lena River comes from the old saying, and comes from the meaning of "big river". It originates from the mountains along the west bank of Lake Baikal in the southeast of Siberia, flows through snowfields, climbs over high mountains, and finally merges into the ice sea. Before the world recovers, this river will have an extremely long ice age. Now the river is rolling, but the width of the river is larger than that of the city. When you look over, the river surface is rippling, as if you are looking at the sea.

Qingyan and Xizha stood on the high cliff, with sky light sprinkling above the clouds, but heavy rains were magnificent, and this temperature from the sun could not illuminate the current land.

The river rolls into the sea.

And now, it's anti-

As the vast sea comes, the river flows against the vast sea, the existence hidden in the vast sea can go deep into the earth along this natural path.

The river flows against the flow, and the sea water from the ice sea is colliding with the water flowing down from the mountains. This huge force can raise a water wall hundreds of meters high in the distance, and the collision will scatter, like white flowers blooming in the air.

But Qingyan knew that this was not a flower, and it was a sign that the disaster was coming.

"I remember that Taihang Mountain is close to the Yellow River." Suddenly, Xiza said.

Qingyan was stunned.

"This means that Taihang Mountain will face tremendous pressure. The Yellow River is the source of ancient civilization. I think it has some incredible power. Naturally, many monsters in the vast sea will turn their attention there."

"I don't know how strong the dragon you mentioned is, but are you really not going back? Taihang Mountain is your homeland after all, and this ice field has nothing to do with you."

"Didn't you invite me?" Qing Yan asked back.

"I regret it," said Xiza.

"The snow field is very big, I need to take care of a lot, and I will even die in a corner where no one knows it. I should have gotten used to it and shouldn't have pulled another creature into the water and become a desperate person with me."

"It's not impossible to pick up a bargain." Xiza hesitated for a long time, "If I die, you come and pick up my crown."

"No need, you should keep this broken crown yourself. As for Taihang Mountain..." Qing Yan lowered the pair of emerald-like pupils, "He is very strong. If he wants to, no, it should be said that if he is in Taihang Mountain, there will be no corpse that can step there."

"Are?" Xiza was amused by the word.

"So there is an emperor who doesn't like to stay on his throne?"

"He probably never felt like he was an emperor." Qing Yan sighed softly, "I'll stay here. You have taught me a lot. If you die, I will at least collect a body for you and promote the great achievements of Xiza, the Lord of the Ice Field."

Xiza laughed.

The roar of tigers resounded throughout the wilderness, and the air waves shook the rain curtain!

He jumped and rushed towards the river that was upstream, turning into an endless flame!

In the vast rain, flames and thunder light faced the rising whiteness.

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In Tianshan, Li Xi'an reached out to take the rain.

Soon it flowed down from the fingers again.

There are mountains everywhere, like swords and swords. There used to be a ten kinds of Zhoutian sitting here, and now he is sitting. The chains from the seal script of the peaks block him here, and the cauldron of the carriage is hanging above him. The deer king holds his head up, driving the five elements and turning it into the original power to maintain the existence of the foundation stone.

A faint purple glow was brewing among the peaks, mixed in the torrential rain, like an illusory ribbon surrounding the main peak where Li Xi'an sat cross-legged.

Another inscription on these peaks was added, from Li Xi'an.

Lixia Sword Formation.

Since the Taihang Palace fought with Shitu, the terrible power destroyed all the flying swords that the Lixia sword formation relied on. After all, it was an artifact that the emperor found, and even relying on the runes of the Lixia sword formation, it could not perfectly resist the power of the ancestor. After that, Li Xi'an had no energy and time to find materials to forge Lixia's dozens of flying swords.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! But he saw the sword-like mountain in Tianshan.

So, the purple air symbolizing the rays of the rays began to spread and expand under the heavy rain.

"Li Xia..." Li Xi'an murmured.

This sword technique is no less than the Insensible Method of the Swords. He still doesn't know where it comes from. When he saw the picture on the emperor, he was just a huge sacred mountain composed of thousands of long swords. When he first saw the Tianshan Mountain today, he subconsciously thought of the picture. However, when he carefully compared it, there was too much difference between the Tianshan Mountain and the Wanren Mountain in the memory picture.

But it's OK.

Not everything needs to know where it comes from.

"Get up." He ordered.

The illusory chains disappeared, replaced by millions of rising swords!

The sixteen swords of Lixia used black iron as the edge. Nowadays, there are thousands of Lixia, with mountains as the rays. The clouds bloomed, and the heavy rain was evaporated in an instant, and even broke through the clouds in the sky. At the moment when the black clouds were torn apart, something was exposed.

Li Xi'an looked up and looked at the ghosts who came here with the help of the rain.

They made a snake-like roar, staring at the dark-clothed figure on the main peak vigilantly and fiercely.

"Next time I remember to call you sir."

He stretched out his hand and the rays of light gathered into demon flowers, blooming and falling, and every petal was a concrete image of sword energy.

The ghosts disappeared, were destroyed, revealing the blue sky behind them.

At the same moment, in the depths of the vast sea, the boy with green ghost fires pounding in his eyes smiled. At the end of his eyes, the figure closed the pair of golden eyes, and the colorful sword light followed his closed eyes and became silent.

"Call the master at home?" he said softly.

In the dark sea, huge shadows swam behind the boy, and his huge body moved the ocean currents. Layer layers of undercurrents spread out at the bottom of the dark water, carrying some kind of power to a very distant sea area.

"Don't worry." He patted the shadow behind him.
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