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    The woman walks briskly, stepping on the snow without a trace, flickering like a ghost, walking through the depths of the snowy mountains and forests where ordinary people can hardly walk.

    Snowflakes fluttered and rushed towards her face. Although the place where she entered her eyes was a scene of severing vitality and the harsh winter, she could already faintly feel that the spiritual energy of the world was becoming more and more vibrant, injecting more and more vitality into the whole world.

    This is an opportunity that can't be expected. For a practitioner like her, to put herself in this world and feel the changes of the world's spiritual energy from nothing to existence, from barrenness to overflowing, can be regarded as an adaptation.  The general trend of the world changes and self-cultivation can lay an inestimable solid foundation for the future path of practice.

    And the monks who have more chances can even touch the opportunity of stealing the secrets in the process. By understanding the way of changing the world, they can seize the fleeting golden opportunity, and then be able to integrate themselves into it and act on behalf of part of the world.  Authority, it is possible to become the god of this world.

    In this way, even if she imprisoned herself in this world, she would still be in danger of being beaten and suppressed. It could be regarded as a way to truly escape, but if there is really an opportunity to become a god in front of her, she thinks that I am afraid  No one would flatly refuse such a temptation.

    Putting aside a road that is obviously possible to choose, and can live the same life as the sky in a disguised form, I have to choose another more difficult path of cultivation.

    The woman thought in a daze, leaving a long series of shallow footprints in the white mountain forest.

    Counting the time, she has been here for a few days, but she has not been able to find a few juniors from the same sect, but as long as there is no problem with the descending magic circle, in the world that has just begun to recover the spiritual energy, with them  The strength should be enough to deal with most emergencies, so there is no need to worry too much.

    And even if there is a danger that they are difficult to deal with, she already has a plan to deal with it, and it should not exceed the scope of control.

    Thinking of this, she couldn't help showing a faint smile, and instead of speeding up her pace, she walked among the low mountains in a more leisurely and indifferent attitude, admiring the snow-covered mountains and the boundless beauty  view.

    An hour later, she was standing on the top of a big tree halfway up the mountain. There was no trace of tiredness on her delicate and fair face. Even though she had been walking for a long time in the snowy wild mountains, it seemed to her that walking in her own garden was not the same.  Not much difference.

    She slowly adjusted her breathing, closed her eyes slightly, leaving only a gap to keep an eye on the movement down the mountain.

    A burst of throbbing suddenly surged up from the bottom of her heart, causing her to frown slightly. This was a bad omen. Could it be said that the source of the badness would also fall on a few nephews who had been missing since their arrival?

    Did something happen to them?

    Pressing down some scattered thoughts, her state of mind returned to the calm state of the ancient well, took out a jade bottle from her sleeve, poured out a pill exuding a strong fragrance, put it into her mouth and swallowed it slowly.

    At this moment, a figure in Taoist robes came from afar and caught her eyes.

    Seeing the clothes of the person coming, she couldn't help showing a faint smile, floating down from the treetops, and facing the person who was climbing from the foot of the mountain.

    As the distance between the two got closer, the smile on the woman's face gradually disappeared. When she stepped into the boundary line that was less than a hundred steps away, a throbbing that was deeper than before hit her instantly.  All over her body, this feeling was so strong that she could even smell death.

    Her pair of phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and her lightning-like eyes shot at the person shrouded in Taoist robes not far away.

    First of all, what is certain is that the person coming across is her senior nephew, the direct disciple of the same senior sister.

    But what made her feel wrong was that the person who came was not the junior she was familiar with, and the cold aura emanating from him, intentionally or unintentionally, made even her a little startled.

    Just at this moment, a strong wind howled.

    Her snow-white priestly robe was blown back suddenly, and a large fluff of snowflakes whizzed in the wind, blocking her vision.

    Immediately afterwards, a flash of cold light cut the vast wind and snow into a gap about Zhang wide and a hundred paces long, and then the person coming from the opposite side entered in front of him, and then flew out from behind, leaving a trail mixed with darkness on the ground.  Slits of red color.

    She slowly put the sword back into its sheath, and silently watched her nephew split into two pieces, falling to the left and right. There was no sadness on Ruyu's face, but only deep doubts and endless vigilance and vigilance  .

    The entire mountain forest suddenly fell silent.

      Whether it was the howling wind or the rustling snow, they all disappeared strangely at this moment.

    She slowly clenched the long sword in her hand, vigilantly perceiving everything around her, but as time went by, she found nothing and could only hear more and louder noises in her ears  reverberate.

    After spending a few breaths, she suddenly realized that these disturbing voices did not come from elsewhere, but from within her own body.

    The sound of the whistling wind, the sound of rushing water, the sound of drums beating, etc., are actually the sound of her breathing, blood flowing and heartbeat.  Pay attention, and louder sounds have never been so clear.

    Is this because some cultivators have cast spells that have affected their senses?

    Such a thought flashed through her mind, and she immediately became more cautious.

    This world has just started to change, and the spiritual energy is gradually growing. There should not be practitioners with too high a level of strength.  just a way

    So, the person who controlled one of her nephews and trapped her here with a secret method is actually like her, a descendant monk who came from outside this square?

    She quickly filtered the forces that might have obtained the top-secret information of the Beacon in this square, and then filtered the forces capable of activating the descending magic circle, and immediately became suspicious.

    She really couldn't figure out who it would be, and she insisted on making enemies everywhere at the beginning of the advent, instead of taking all the time to take root to understand the changes in the world, absorb the spiritual energy to cultivate herself, and then pass on the orthodoxy of the sect

    Could it be that people want to exclude dissidents and occupy this precious land alone?

    But how is this possible!  ?

    Even the sect she belongs to doesn't dare to have the slightest idea of ??this. At most, it will reach a compromise with other forces, and eventually each will occupy one side of the land and carve up all the boundaries of this side.

    Suddenly, a name that terrified her appeared in front of her eyes, and she felt cold all over her body, as if she was in an icehouse.

    Could it be the demon concubine Long Jie who attacked her!  ?

    That's right, only she, and only the ghosts she envoys, can bring such huge pressure invisibly, making people smell the coming of death.

    It turns out that the rumors are very likely to be true, and the demon concubine Long Jie has indeed come to this world

    Be sure to pass this news back to the Zongmen, otherwise something irreversible will happen!

    When she was nervously thinking about which ghost this is under the command of the concubine Yaolong, and how to break out of the situation, a faint red color quietly appeared in front of her, and then it became thicker and thicker until her entire vision was completely covered by this kind of ghost.  bright colors instead.

    Pressure, endless pressure swept from the depths of the bright red color.

    And in the deepest part of the bright red color, there is a faint sound of cheerful and festive music, which keeps lingering in the ears, making people want to sing and dance and blend into it involuntarily.

    She had no choice but to start to retreat, but after only a moment, she had to stop, with a desperate expression on her face, and looked at the golden light that appeared from behind and shrouded it little by little.

    In the golden light, a huge and ferocious phantom can be vaguely seen, which seems to be a giant wolf the size of a hill, observing her with a pair of eyes without any emotion, like a high god overlooking the world.  All living beings.

    The demon concubine Long Jie actually possesses such a terrifying power of a ghost!  ?

    If it is true, the previous information about ghosts in the sect is outdated, or after coming to this boundary, the strength of the demon concubine Long Jie has grown beyond her imagination, and the breakthrough has reached the unknowable and inconceivable in one fell swoop.  dire situation.

    The front is bright and strange red, and the back is dazzling golden, and the distance between the two is constantly shortening, and the oppressive force brought by it is getting bigger and bigger, which soon makes it difficult for her to hold herself, and she can't do everything she can.  It's just standing with the sword to prevent myself from sitting down, almost completely losing the ability to fight back with a backhand.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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