Bei Mingxiu's figure emerged under the clear sky.

He was under the sky, also above the wind and snow. When he was overturning his hands, the radius of thousands of miles was already within his control.

He didn't plan to talk nonsense with Dongfang Xin.

No matter how many confrontations there were on his lips and tongue, it could not affect the reality. Moreover, he, who had probably seen Dongfang Xin's behavior, was still afraid, and he also completely strengthened his determination.

When Dongfang Xin decided to give up holding Yu Luoxia hostage and suddenly unfolded the power of the spring of the Heavenly Vein to escape, he could only chase after him, but he was always on the line slower than him.

His control over the power of the Tianmai Spring was even less than Dongfang Xin. In terms of speed, the soul sword technique that was fully activated was difficult to match the lightning-fast Thunder. Even though he tried everything, when Dongfang Xin attacked Pingyuan Village, he was still almost slow, let alone this place that carries the sadness of his childhood.

When Dongfang Xin escaped from his sword cover and gave up the plan of hostages, he lost the initiative in the battle situation and could only follow Dongfang Xin with all his strength and try to intercept him again so as to regain the initiative in the battle.

Even though he knew that there was basically no chance of success, he still had this only way to go.

But Dongfang Xin didn't expect, and even he himself did not expect that some of the previous guarantee measures gave him the opportunity to trap Dongfang Xin again.

Whether in the plain village or the original site of the lakeside manor, he buried a lot of ice bulges.

These ice bulms were originally just a guarantee he left to prevent people who might be ill-thinking in this area, especially the original site of the lakeside manor. Since he repaired his parents' tomb, the number of ice bulms around him has become extremely terrifying. There are also many ice bulms beside his grandmother's tomb who raised him in Pingyuan Village. In his opinion, the Holy Pavilion was forced to dig the grave and make some defenses, and they will be prepared for any eventuality.

It is true that these ice marbles, not to mention facing Dongfang Xin, or facing the expected holy pavilions when they were arranged, they could not play a real defense role. But at that time, every ice marble was his eyeliner, enough to make him remember the appearance of those people and repay them a hundred times in the future. Now, these ice marbles are completely an extension of his power. He can exert all his strength wherever the ice marbles are, just like he takes action himself.

Now, these small defenses at that time were enough to turn into the most firm obstacle in front of Dongfang Xin, forcibly blocking him to the moment when he was present.

Everything is almost irreversible, but fortunately there is no danger.

Above the wind and snow, Bei Ming practiced his sword skills, and ice lotus gathered at his fingertips.

Now, it’s Dongfang Xin’s turn to pay the bill!

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The wind and snow cover the mountains and rivers, thousands of miles have become snowy areas. Dongfang Xin is in the center of this snowy area, and his body has been covered with snow, and he has become a snowman. But if you look closely, there are still thousands of thunders flowing between the snow and his body, and it is not touched by the wind and snow in the end.

His eyes fell on the still flying snow in front of him.

Every piece of snow is a sword of Bei Mingxiu. He recognized the pure intent of the Wushore-free Sword Peak, as well as the cold air of Bei Ming's family, who turned into ashes, not to mention that the two were perfectly mixed together.

But his eyes only moved quickly in the wind and snow, and his fingertips accidentally popped up, colliding with the cold sword light mixed with the wind and snow.

Ignore the rest.

He has experienced no more than a hundred times in this counting breath.

He was still observing the wind and snow.

It is not a method that can be used by others at will. The Heavenly Saint Art of the Three Veners is already an extremely powerful magical skill that transcends the laws. Even immortals need to achieve a fairyland in order to isolate themselves from the outside world in their fairyland until the divine level truly creates their own world and creates their own laws.

Bei Ming Cultivation is not an immortal, and he cannot change his realm even with the help of Yinquan. However, the current situation around him has to make him have a guess in his mind, and this guess has been confirmed as a reality by him.

Bei Mingxiu already has his fairyland, and he is in this fairyland.

The heavy snow and thunder were constantly confronting each other, one was intended to suppress, and the other was intended to test. Although it was a test, it did not leak water. In this way, he could guard his entire world and better observe the world that truly enveloped the four directions.

He could no longer see the two annoying graves, which should have been covered by wind and snow, but the truth hidden in the wind and snow can still be seen by him.

A cold light appeared in Dongfang Xin's eyes.

He raised his eyes again, and there were wind and snow in his sight, and the clear sky was also clear. Under the fusion of clear snow, a palace appeared.

The palace is not big, it looks like a void and illusion, and there is even more mist around it, which seems to be a semi-shading screen, adding a bit of mystery.

The cold palace is formed in a square radius, and the wind and snow all originate from the inside. Dongfang Xin's eyes touched him, and he felt the chilling heart that hit his heart. Although he could resist such spiritual suppression, the disgust and the confusion mixed in it still made him quickly withdraw his gaze again to avoid affecting his own mind and mind.

The illusory Han Palace does not welcome his gaze, nor does he want to watch it continue to exist. This is what is called "defying each other" and "defying each other".

He saw some of the meanings, and it was enough.

Using oneself as the foundation to stimulate the coldness around you, the cold and fairy energy precipitates in one place, which is the way Lingxiao Peak protects the holy land.

In the cold palace, countless words spontaneously responded to his spying. Although it was a spiritual offensive, each time it was a little different. It seemed that he had seen through his heart. While focusing on his inner weakness, he was secretly hiding means every time. Only Sima Wuhua could understand his spiritual world so much, and he would never forget those notes of the characters and symbols.

All the ten thousand volumes of note are already in the cold palace. I think even if the Holy Pavilion is still there, the entire Holy Pavilion cannot be compared with this looming cold palace in all aspects.

Dongfang Xin smiled sarcastically and looked up again, but his eyes had shifted slightly.

He has confirmed the location of the Han Palace, and the surrounding wind and snow also originated from it. If nothing unexpected happens, Bei Mingxiu should have been in charge, driving the Han Ming Sword to see the needle, waiting for the moment when he really reveals his flaws. However, what attracts his attention is the water curtain curtain surrounding the Han Palace like a veil used by a beauty to cover his face.

It should be transformed from the waterfall in the Youquan Realm, and it also enveloped the cold palace. Although it did not stop him from snooping, he could feel that it should be caused by Bei Mingxiu's permission. When he was about to peek into an important part of the cold palace, the notes of Wanjuan Canon block his exploration and erode his spirit were also the curtain of clear water.

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The power of the three world-famous fairylands is actually concentrated in a new fairyland?

"Teacher, is this your method?"

After saying this to himself, Dongfang Xin took a deep breath, and the purple lightning burst out, sweeping the snow all over his body.

Since he didn't need to explore anything more, he would not have to force his own strength to resist the suppression of the fairyland.

But in the moment of counterattack, more than ten blood marks were added to his body, distributed around him, some of which were burning with ice-blue flames and some of them were spreading black air. No matter which one it was, it would be extremely harmful to his body. If it hits him directly, even with the blessing of Yangquan's power, it cannot be ignored.

Dongfang Xin's eyes condensed, and countless green lights had pierced into his body. Before Han Mingyan and Duyuan took effect, they stripped away the flesh and blood that had been stained. From beginning to end, his eyelids did not tremble at all, nor did they relax and distracted.

The Hanming Sword suddenly appeared in the wind and snow. The long-established Xing Qianli was revealed and he had already grasped his heart.

In the Wind and Snow Cold Realm, the power of the Hanming Sword has been maximized. This is the ultimate killing sword that Bei Mingxiu has been preparing for for a long time.

But Dongfang Xin wrapped his hands around the thunder, and Ming Duan was already running, and he actually clamped it between his hands. The coldness of the sword that kept spitting on the sword could only hurt his flesh and blood, and could not continue to go deeper, let alone cause fatal damage to him. Even so, being locked and killed by the Han Ming Sword at such a close distance was enough to put great pressure on him.

Dongfang Xin spoke calmly, as if the trembling hands had nothing to do with him.

"The three realms are one? But it is still a prototype after all. I'm very curious, how can you deal with me with him?"

"You should also know how powerful the power of the Tianmai Spring is, so you should know that you can't kill me."

"It's a must-try."

Bei Mingxiu heard a sneering voice in the wind and snow. The next second, he had appeared above Dongfang Xin, and his palms were flowing clouds stirring the wind and snow and falling. It was the general trend of the entire snowy area to attack, intending to kill Dongfang Xin here.

This wind and snow came from his fairyland, and he would like to name it the Hanxue Realm.

Compared with the holy realm derived from Lingxiao Peak, the Cold Snow Realm is purer and not contaminated with any impurities. If he did not integrate his spiritual power and sword intent into the fairyland, every snowflake in this snowy realm would be crystal clear like a mirror, just like the Xuanhuang Mirror on him.

The center of the Hanxue Realm is the true core of the fairyland that has derived the entire Hanxue Realm. Strictly speaking, that is his real fairyland. Although he has not completely printed his own traces on this cold palace, only he is qualified to control it. Even if others have a great cultivation level, there is no possibility of any contamination.

He would like to name it Bilian Palace.

A pool of clear water surrounds the dark curtain is the external manifestation of this cold palace. As for the ten thousand volumes of the interior and the core from Lingxiao Peak, it is not worthy of being told by outsiders.

The three-way fairyland, combined with this two-way element, is one, and the two elements are united. The wind and snow in the Han Palace are now. This ink-yun style of the Liuyun hand almost blows out the power that the fairyland can burst out along with Yinquan and his own power. Combined with the suppression of the Han Ming Sword, it is enough to bring Dongfang Xin an unforgettable experience.
Chapter completed!