There was heavy snowfall, and as far as the eye could see, the sky and the earth were completely white.
Under the gloomy sky, the vast plains and undulating mountains are all covered with white snow.
Over the mountains in the distance, there are countless dense "black spots" suspended in the sky, like a huge city wall stretching across the sky.
If you look closer, you will find that those "black spots" are actually islands suspended in the sky!
Within a radius of one hundred thousand miles, from as high as the sky above the sky to as low as a thousand feet above the ground, almost all are floating islands.
It's as if a continent has cracked apart, and the fragments are scattered in the middle of the sky and the earth!
These floating islands are suspended in the sky and are not connected to each other.
The magnetic poles of the sky and the earth are in chaos, cracks in space appear from time to time, and crises are everywhere.
The vitality of this place is almost dry, and it is a desert for practitioners. There are also extraterrestrial demons who often invade this place from the cracks in the void and appear everywhere.
Such a dangerous place has become a choice for many vicious evil cultivators or those who want to avoid their enemies.
It can be described as a mixed bag of dragons and snakes!
Legend has it that this Luoxingyuan was created seven hundred years ago when a shocking sword light flew from the sky and destroyed everything within a radius of one hundred thousand miles.
The mountains collapsed and the earth split apart, suspended in the sky, and turned into falling stars.
On this day, two rays of light flew over and landed on a floating island close to the ground.
One of them was a tall man with a beard and a ferocious appearance. He was carrying a gilt-bronze hammer with countless runes on it, which seemed to be a second-level magic weapon.
The other person was a thin and long young man, wearing a moon-white robe with several enchanting pink peach blossoms embroidered on it.
He was holding a folding fan with paintings full of fragrant beauties, and there was a faint evil aura of peach blossoms circulating around his body, which looked quite evil.
He waved his folding fan gently, and a pink mist spread, covering him and the bearded man, and their energy disappeared.
Then, the pink mist gradually dissipated into the goose-feather-like snow.
"Fellow Daoist Qi, is that guy named Gao really going to pass by this place? If he doesn't come, wouldn't we be waiting in vain?"
The big man with a beard looked around with his tiger eyes and asked worriedly.
The monk surnamed Qi had a calm demeanor and said calmly: "I left Qian Ji San on the girl. Gao Xiang will definitely pass by here when he goes to pay his birthday to Yu San."
The eyes of the big man with the beard flashed fiercely, and he said in a deep voice: "If that girl is really the best cauldron you said, the master will be very happy. If you and I take the risk of offending the Yusan people and win this girl, the master will definitely be happy."
Reward me well."
The monk surnamed Qi chuckled: "Don't worry, that girl is a true disciple of the Yin Yang Sect. She is naturally charming. From my perspective, I will never mistake her... Otherwise, Gao Xiang would not have brought this girl to Yu."
I wish you a happy birthday."
The bearded man nodded and couldn't help but ask: "Fellow Daoist Qi, who is more powerful, Yu San or the master?"
The monk surnamed Qi touched his chin and muttered: "It's hard to say. In the entire Luo Xing Yuan, there are thousands of evil cultivators, demon cultivators, and demon cultivators who cultivate golden elixirs. They are recognized as the strongest.
It’s just Shisanren.”
"Both the master and the Yu San people are among the top ten San people. Which one is strong and which one is weak? When they reach their level, it is no longer easy to distinguish them."
He paused, then smiled and said: "Wu San is an exception among the ten San people. He has aspired to become the Yuan Shen a hundred years ago, so he will naturally dominate the other nine San people."
The bearded man gossiped: "I heard... that the body of Wu San people is a ten thousand poisonous centipede?"
Because of Wu San's unparalleled beauty, she is known as the most beautiful monk in Luo Xingyuan, so there is naturally a lot of talk behind her.
The monk surnamed Qi said: "I heard from people that it seems to be a colorful exquisite scorpion..."
While the two were chatting, they suddenly saw a stream of light flying into the Luo Xing Yuan over the mountains below, then diagonally upwards and flying into the airspace of floating islands in the sky.
"Here comes Gao Xiang's flying dragon chariot!"
The monk surnamed Qi's eyes lit up and he said excitedly.
Without saying a word, the big man with the beard took the gilded sledgehammer from his back, waited silently for a few breaths, and then swung it wildly.
"disease!"
He stretched out his hand towards the gilded sledgehammer, and the sledgehammer suddenly grew wildly in the wind, and instantly became ten feet in size. It was like a meteor falling to the ground, and it hit the stream of light fiercely.
boom!
The timing of the two people's sneak attack was very precise, and the stream of light was caught off guard and was hit.
A dazzling white light exploded in the air.
In the stream of light, a flying dragon chariot was immediately blown into pieces.
A short and lean horse-faced monk flew out of it angrily and cursed: "How can such a short-sighted thing dare to rob the longevity of a Yusan person?!"
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He stepped on a dark cloud and held a transparent bead about the size of a foot in his hand.
The pearl was shining brightly, and it looked like a treasure at first glance. There was an exquisite and petite young woman in the center of the pearl. She seemed to be the top-quality cauldron mentioned by the monk named Qi.
In the sky, after breaking the flying dragon chariot, the gilded sledgehammer suddenly bent and hit the horse-faced monk again.
The horse-faced monk shouted low, and the muscles all over his body suddenly expanded rapidly, and his whole body suddenly swelled to three feet tall as if he was blowing air.
The knotted and coiled muscles like tree roots flashed with strange black magic patterns, and crimson lightning also flashed in the dark clouds under his feet.
I saw him punching the flying gilded giant hammer.
Crimson thunder light shocks!
The gilded giant hammer flew backwards.
The horse-faced monk stood proudly on top of the cloud, with a disdainful sneer on his face.
I saw a big man with a beard walking out from a floating island. He stretched out his big hand and caught the giant gilded hammer that flew back.
He shouted in a deep voice: "Gao Xiang, half a month ago, you attacked fellow Taoist Qi and took away his top-quality cauldron. Today you will pay for it with your life!"
With that said, he threw out the giant gilded hammer again!
The giant hammer swung in the air, split into nine parts, and all of them hit the horse-faced monk.
"So it's you... Yan Wujiu, weren't you already dead?"
The horse-faced monk had a solemn expression on his face. He held the pearl in one hand and fired hundreds of punches into the sky like lightning with the other hand.
For a moment, dense shadows of fists flickered, colliding fiercely with giant hammers.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the horse-faced monk's feet flashed with lightning in the magic cloud, and he flew back violently, trying to escape!
At this time, a gloomy voice came out of the void:
"Want to run? It's too late!"
In the direction in which the horse-faced monk was escaping, countless pink mist suddenly filled the air and expanded to several acres in an instant.
The horse-faced monk gritted his teeth and slammed into the pink mist.
Later.
The big man with a beard came from behind and followed him into the pink mist.
Boom boom boom!
Light explosions occurred one after another in the powder mist, accompanied by astonishing energy fluctuations, and the fierce battle continued.
After a while.
A mournful howl sounded.
I saw a jet of black light piercing through the powdery mist like lightning, flying high into the sky at high speed.
Then, the big man with the beard flew out of the powder mist and was about to pursue him.
"Fellow Daoist Yan, it's just a ray of remnant soul. Don't chase after the poor bandit!"
In the pink mist, the tired voice of the monk surnamed Qi came.