Gu Shiyan helped Han Yi up, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and blood dripped down his lips on the snow, blooming bright plum blossoms.

He looked at Situ Chaoyuan and Teacher Xiong, listened to the conversation between them, and frowned.

Putting aside personal grievances, Situ Chaoyuan is definitely an indispensable force to stop the Demon Lord of the Wasteland.

They came to the snow-capped mountains with a desperate gamble.

That's a life-threatening fight.

The result may not be good.

Han Yi looked at the sky. It would take some time for the recovery of the fortune of heaven and earth to reach the critical point. Even if he could use the fortune of heaven and earth to recover to the highest point, he would still have a considerable gap with Situ Chaoyuan.

Han Yi is just a swordsman who uses swords, not a sword cultivator. Although he is stronger than many sword cultivators, he is destined to be unable to embark on the path of sword immortals. Even if he believes that he will never be weaker than sword immortals if he enters the mysterious life.

The situation in Tianqi Wasteland is very bad. Although Situ Chaoyuan expressed his attitude of fighting with the Demon Lord of the Wasteland, Han Yi knew very well that the things in front of him still needed to be resolved.

"Although the master of the Guanyin is not capable of killing the Demon Lord of the Wasteland, he will not be defeated easily. I want to go to the Wasteland, which does not mean that I will let you go."

Situ Chaoyuan looked at Han Yi and said, "You can get Taixuan's practice from Xue Ye and enter the threshold in a very short time. It really surprised me. Your qualifications are much higher than Xue Ye. Although it is a pity to kill you, you have to die."

Teacher Xiong looked solemn.

Han Yi was expressionless.

Situ Chaoyuan continued, "You know the huge gap and dare to come to Xueshan's trump card. I actually know very well. What changes will happen to the world at the moment when your luck is completely revived. I know better than you. Even if you, the surname Xiong, can break into the peak of Xuanming Realm, Han Yi can still enter Xuanming, and you can't kill me at all."

"What I want to do is just to become the number one in the world and let the Dedao Palace stand on the top of the world. I think I have basically done it. I have a steady stream of supernatural power that I can use. I have already stood at the peak of the Xuanming Realm. The second chapter of "Silks of Silkworm Destruction" can allow me to break the barriers and climb to a higher level. I am invincible in the world!"

Han Yi sarcastically said: "If you haven't played with the polite master, how can you get the qualification to say that you are invincible in the world? You just just understood the second chapter. I know better than you. Maybe you are already at the highest position at the peak of the Xuanming Realm, but if you want to cross the Xuanming Realm, it can be more than just talk about it."

The second chapter of "Silkstone Destroyer" is to be able to kill enemies across borders, but that is to have a deep understanding of the second chapter. It is just a first step and cannot even kill enemies across borders. How can you talk about stepping into the mysterious life?

He admitted that Situ Chaoyuan might have stood in the highest realm in the world, but there are still the existence of the Master of the Sight and the Demon Lord of the Wasteland in the world.

As strong as the master of the Guanzhong fights for so long, he has not won the Demon Lord of the Wasteland. How strong is Situ Chaoyuan to be able to claim that he is invincible in the world?

What's more, even if Situ Chaoyuan is really invincible in the world, Han wants to kill him.

It has nothing to do with whether he can kill.

The Floating Life Sword trembled with a sword sound. The sword sound covered the entire snow mountain, like the sharpest sound in the world. The snow mountain collapsed in an instant, and an avalanche came!

There is no one else in this snow-capped mountain except them.

You can fight for the best of your life.

Han Yi, who stepped into Xuanming with half his foot, showed his most fearless moment.

He was never afraid of death, but was afraid that he would die if he didn't kill the person he wanted to kill.

And at this moment, he was not afraid of anything.

Just to draw a sword.

Compared with the Tianqian Wasteland, the Snow Mountains of Yan Kingdom are the second largest battlefield in the world.

The peak battles in both places are trembling in the world.

Many people's eyes were turned to the snow-capped mountains.

Teacher Xiong was holding a handful of snow in his hand.

The snow slipped through the fingers and was not held into a ball.

The snow is very fine and white.

The violent wind blew away the snow, melted into the thick snow mist, and disappeared.

He waved his hand gently, and the snow slapped his body, which hurt a little.

But a qi also emerged from the snow fog.

That is the Haoranqi of Tianxia Academy.

Even Gu Shiyan drew her sword and sheathed it.

She didn't even enter the five realms, but she was willing to fight with Han Yi, even if she gave her life.

A great thing in the upper realm of Xuanming.

A swordsman at the peak of the God-knowing Realm.

A girl from the peak of the four realms.

They are separated by three spans.

Implement all the abilities I know.

But they were facing Situ Chaoyuan, who was at the peak of Xuanming Realm.

Han Yi flew backwards with blood spurted.

Teacher Xiong's face was pale and blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Gu Shiyan was spread out directly in the snow, and she didn't even have the strength to hold the sword.

Blood soaked her clothes.

......

Luo Qingming roared in the Tianqi Wasteland, pulling the sword net into deformation.

Blood was oozing from Xiao Zhinan's mouth. She clenched the sword in her hand, and even though her body was shaking, she did not dare to put it down.

The same is true for Tang Wenliu and the third senior sister.

Maybe they couldn't trap Luo Qingming for too long, but they had to do their best.

The Demon Lord of the Wasteland without Luo Qingming cannot still gain the upper hand. Once Luo Qingming is too much, Guanzhu and Li Mengzhou will be defeated.

Bang!

The huge shock wave covering the entire wasteland spread out, and the figure of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland flew directly to the end of the wasteland.

A powerful sword light tear apart the dark side and spanned thousands of miles in an instant.

But although the sword light was strong, it was also caught by the Wasteland Demon Lord who had stabilized his body.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the Scene Master appeared out of thin air in front of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland, handed it out with a punch, and then smashed the Demon Lord of the Wasteland again.

The sword had arrived, and Li Mengzhou, who came behind him, stood hanging by the side of the host, "The aura of the devil in the wasteland seemed to be getting weaker and weaker."

The master frowned and said, "He still needs an opportunity, otherwise his will will be expelled from the body of the first practitioner in the world for a long time."

Li Mengzhou said in surprise: "The first cultivator in the world has long since fallen, and all he left is an empty shell. Even that empty shell contains unparalleled powerful power, so it is difficult to have the ability to repel independently, right?"

The viewer said: "The Demon Lord of the Wasteland has been planning for so many years and is looking for a way to allow the will to occupy the body. But if the will cannot be completely integrated with the body, it will not be one after all. It is difficult for his will to stay in that body for a long time."

Li Mengzhou said: "The body of the first practitioner in the world is naturally perfect, and the will of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland can also be called perfect, but if two perfect individuals become one, will they become more perfect or are they very bad?"

The audience raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Your idea is very interesting."

Li Mengzhou said: "He chose to return to the era of the revival of heaven and earth's fortune, and he also focused on the five holy places of luck in the world. The opportunities he needed must be related to the fortune in heaven and earth."

I looked up at the clouds rolling above the dark curtain. The slightest flowing and invisible qi that could only be vaguely perceived is gradually baptizing the world.

There was a bang.

The dark curtain exploded in the distance.

A dark spot approached quickly.

Before Li Mengzhou could react, he was hit hard on his face and flew directly from the end of the wasteland to another end. The figure that was swept out torn the dark side and drew a thread of the sky, presenting it in front of Xiao Zhinan and the others in an extremely clear way.

The Demon Lord of the Wasteland silently retracted his fist, looked at the Spectator, and said softly: "My breath has indeed become weaker, but although you are very strong, you are indeed not young anymore. Your physical condition is no longer the same as before. If it weren't for the trouble of that boy Li Mengzhou, I would have defeated you."

The audience said lightly: "I haven't fought so happily for many years. I'm a little unfamiliar, but my excitement has never diminished."

The Demon Lord of the Wasteland sneered: "I am also very excited. After all, during the years I was suppressed, I was thinking about smashing your bones and shattering you every day."

The observer said, "You can only think about it."

The Demon Lord of the Wasteland looked calm and stretched out his right hand, and the space shattered violently, like glass. The viewer was immediately swept into the world of the abyss. But before the Demon Lord of the Wasteland did another move, a chanting rang out in the space. It was the content of the Book of Heaven, and words flew out and sealed the broken space again.

The figure of the master of the temple also appeared in front of the demon of the wasteland again.

And at that moment, the master of the temple held the Fuyao Sword and slashed the Demon Lord of the Wasteland.

The dark curtains were torn apart, and the whole sky seemed to split from it. The Demon Lord of the Wasteland spewed out a mouthful of blood. He seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, but the surface of his body was unscathed.

He waved his hand suddenly, and a large fog swept over and wrapped the viewer in directly.

The next moment, the black fog crackled, and then the whole black fog exploded, falling to the ground with the figure of the audience.

The Demon Lord of the Wasteland was about to pursue the victory, but a sword sound exploded in his ears. Li Mengzhou returned, held the Buer Sword high with both hands and smashed it down.

When the Demon Lord of the Wasteland waving his arm to easily block the sword, another sword intent burst out, and all the bombarded the Demon Lord of the Wasteland, smoke and dust splashed everywhere, and the surrounding dark curtains were swept outwards.

But one hand suddenly poked out from the smoke and dust, and grabbed Li Mengzhou's neck. In an instant, Li Mengzhou's face turned purple, and the Bu Er sword rushed out, slashing continuously at the Demon Lord of the Wasteland at an incredible speed, but he could not shake the hand at all.

When the Demon of the Wasteland directly twisted Li Mengzhou's neck, the Master of Guan cut him away with a sword.

Li Mengzhou was able to breathe heavily and cough violently.
To be continued...