The Sword Dynasty

For the herdsmen in the wasteland, the more difficult the life, the more awe of the heavens and the earth, thinking that there is a god in the underworld.

As long as the giant mountains and glaciers that do not seem to overturn and survive in their eyes, they are considered to be the dwellings of the gods. The snowfields behind the glaciers are naturally heaven.

The glacier mountains on the northwest border of Donghu are vast and thousands of miles away. Even the plateau pastures under these mountains have actually exceeded the height of many peaks in other parts of the world.

When these giant wolf wolves dragging the chariot are unable to move forward, the world is so thin that ordinary people can't move at all.

Between the two nearly straight snow peaks is a glacier with a giant tongue protruding from the devil. The surface has been eroded by wind and sand to become blue-black, and the dust embedded in the ice is like rust.

Ding Ning walked slowly on the glacier, holding the old monk's wooden stick in his hand.

Slow walking is not about looking at the scenery, but really difficult.

Even the seven-level practitioners, at this height that they can no longer breathe normally, need to constantly consume the heaven and earth vitality accumulated in the body to maintain their own consumption.

Although with the help of the spiritual rain that was swallowed into the body by the nine dead silkworms in the old days, Zushan's tactics and the help of Wang Yubi, he quietly stepped through the middle level of the six realms, and he also realized the feeling of the void realm, and found one that can be used occasionally. The shortcut to the strength of the Seven Realms, but his state at this time is naturally not the real Seven Realms.

Even if he only walks back to the road he has already traveled, the barriers that are extremely imprisoned for the practitioners do not exist for him. The real state he once reached is even more than seven realms, but his body at this time However, it is naturally difficult to keep up, and it is even worse than those of the practitioners in Changling who have slowly and normally repaired to the six realms after countless years.

His breath was heavy like a bellows at this time, but he still couldn't get enough air in his body. His face became redder, his lips became purple gradually, and his head gradually swelled and hurt.

But his willpower is not only very human, even the vast majority of practitioners today can't imagine, so walking in such a place, still only need to ask the old monk behind him to borrow a staff, still able to maintain absolute sobriety.

The old monk walked on the side of Ding Ning and Chang Sun Qingxue. He even barefooted. His two feet and the entire leg seemed to have almost no flesh and blood, but it contained some kind of unspeakable force. The glaciers can be broken by slamming the Buddha.

This glacier contains countless dangerous, seemingly undisturbed flat ground, but sometimes a thin ice shell is covered with a bottomless horrible ice crack, so his attention is always highly concentrated.

However, as this trek began, his eyes gradually became surprised.

He perceives that Chang Sun Qianxue is also a practitioner of the Seven Realms, and even far exceeds the general Seven Realms. However, to his surprise, Chang Sun Qianxue seems to be more relaxed than him in walking in such a place.

Zhen Yuanxiu is slightly inferior to him, and he is practicing the Tantra practice. The flesh seems to have been squeezed like dry wood by very little need, but every tiny particle of qi and blood in his body, every trace of flesh and blood They are all highly stimulated and have a high degree of coordination that is unimaginable to other practitioners.

Therefore, his body not only contains terrible physical strength, but also consumes much less than every practitioner of the same level.

Not only the consumption of the world's vitality, but also the spirit, physical strength, and heat. The consumption of everything, even water vapor and air, is much lower than that of practitioners of the same rank.

He had only been to Changling once in his life, and he spent the rest of his life in retreat, so he did not know the origin of Changsun Qianxue. He only knew that he could walk in such an environment and in such a place easier than him. It can only be said that the natal creature in the body of this female practitioner is itself the emperor of this ice world, so strong that it is far more powerful than the ordinary mortal creatures.

You should be considered as the most suitable practitioner in the whole world to walk in this place. Now with this powerful female practitioner who is even better than himself, this old monk even has the kind that if the three of them cannot get The sword hidden in the mountain of the Spiritual Xujianmen, no one in the world can find the feeling of this sword.

However, it was at this moment that he and Chang Sun Qingxue, and Ding Ning both felt a hint of dangerous aura at the same time.

In front of the glacier, which was naturally cut into pieces of stone forest, a few cold currents suddenly appeared.

Several cold lights with weird howling, like a ghost crying, suddenly enlarged in the pupils of the three.

This rush time was very long in the perception of the old monk.

These are five feather arrows, which are extremely slender. However, both the tail and the shaft are made of metal. The runes are carved from the tip of the arrow to the tail. This simple rune makes this kind of feather arrow. The speed even exceeds the flying sword of the general practitioner.

The wooden stick in the old monk's hand was in Ding Ning's hand, but he couldn't naturally be unable to cope with such five feather arrows.

So he just extended his right hand, five fingers flicked several times.

A few points of snow sand in the air were ejected by his fingers, and then turned into snow dust with horror power, bombarded on the five feather arrows.

The five metal feather arrows burst into a sudden, and a horrible explosion in the air, then these feather arrows were completely shattered into countless pieces, and they flew back with a more terrifying speed than the previous arrows.

After those stone forest-like glaciers, several figures were vaguely revealed, holding a long bow that also felt strange, but before the second arrow could be cast in the future, the body had been penetrated by countless metal debris .

The metal debris that carried the blood inside them spattered into the glacier behind them, and each piece caused a huge explosion.

The huge air waves generated by the explosion threw these archers who were still spattering blood forward.

When Ding Ning just narrowed his eyes, the archers crashed down in front of him like falling stones.

The fact that several assassins fell to the front in a blink of an finger made people think that the old monk's cultivation was extremely terrifying. However, these archers were already covered in tears and could not move, but they did not die, which shows more The horror state of this old monk.

Ding Ning leaned forward slightly, and wanted to see the costumes and other nuances of these archers more carefully, but it was at this moment that the archers’ throats were slightly loud, but at the same time, there was black Blood, a moment of a strong smelly odor rushed out, the archers broke their breath at the same time.