The world has become extremely weird. The remnant soul of Xunqiu outside the body was pierced by Xiao Lingyun, but Xiao Lingyun stopped when he slapped Xunqiu with a palm, and Xunqiu, who seemed to have been seriously injured and should have fallen from the clouds, also stayed under Xiao Lingyun's palm. A few feet away, he kept his falling posture and was frozen in the sky. That weird feeling is as if that moment was drawn by an artist with excellent pen skills, as if it was covered by an invisible ice. When the ice melts, all actions will continue. Chen Jianji looked at the sleeping Qiuquan with falling snow, and then at the image of him falling into a frozen state in mid-air, and roughly understood the current situation. Although he cannot practice illusions, he is an immortal who has lived for two thousand years after all, and his cultivation has reached the level of Daluo Jinxian. The scene in front of him is undoubtedly that Xunchou is fighting Qiuquan Piaoxue spiritually, while Xiao Lingyun is being Qiu is trapped in a mental illusion. On this side, He Fuwan and Nangong Yingying also understood that it turned out that it seemed to be a battle between Xiao Lingyun and Xun Chou, but in fact the Yingzhou girl in white was also involved. "Sister Fuwan, Xunqiu should be fighting with that woman now. We must protect his body." The cyan light in Nangong Yingying's eyes became brighter and brighter, and she felt that the air around her was emitting rays of light from time to time. The spiritual energy seemed to be wrapped in some magical power, giving her a chaotic and ethereal feeling. He Fuwan nodded, and with a gentle squeeze of her jade hands, the wind and snow completely covered several miles of space in an instant. Nangong Yingying looked at her in shock, because every snowflake here was condensed by He Fuwan with the energy of her body. It would consume a lot of energy to make it snow for several miles. At this moment when the wind and snow were blowing, Nangong Yingying felt that half of the energy in He Fuwan's body was consumed in an instant, but the next moment, something even weirder happened. The wind and snow that could consume half of He Fuwan's energy in that moment actually continued continuously, but every time the energy in He Fuwan's body decreased, there was a gentle but extremely powerful force, as if an endless stream of energy was generated from her heart, absorbing the lost energy. Full of energy. This kind of energy replenishment and consumption maintains a delicate balance, and the total energy in He Fuwan's body has always been swinging back and forth between 50% and all. The snowflakes all over the sky are crystal clear and fluttering, instantly turning the clear air of spring into the fluttering snowflakes of winter. It is said that gods can change the direction of mountains and rivers in an instant, control the sun, moon and stars, and dominate the changes of the four seasons. Although He Fuwan is compared to those, He Fuwan making snow fall within a few miles is nothing, but she can do it at the pinnacle of immortal cultivation. This is unprecedented. Chen Jianji looked at the falling snowflakes and felt that the temperature of the sky and the earth dropped in an instant. With a wave of his hand, a lavender light shield protected his whole body. Within the light shield, he, Daluo Jinxian, Her cultivation is enough for her to completely dominate this small area. The snowflakes fell quietly on the colorful light mask. It seemed that the energy on the light mask had some warmth and melted the snowflakes. Those melted snowflakes turned into crystal water droplets. The water droplets slowly spread on the photomask, and then gradually dried up. There are snowflakes falling again, one after another, and the colorful light mask is like an umbrella, shielding the wind and snow. Chen Jianji had no doubt that his hand would not be able to block the energy of an immortal cultivator in the human world, so his eyes were still firmly fixed on the frozen scene in the sky. He was considering whether to kill Xun Chou. This was a great opportunity. Even if He Fuwan intervenes, as long as Xun Qiu's life is taken without harming her, it will be considered a success. The most important thing is that Xun Qiu is now fixed in the sky. Such an opportunity is rare. But then he felt a faint coolness fall on the side of his face. It felt like a tiny bit of crystal clear ice touching the skin, then melting into water and slowly flowing down the side of his face. He raised his head in surprise and found that there were clear water drops falling on the top of the colorful light shield that protected him. Those water drops accumulated to a certain extent and fell, turning into snowflakes, just like the snowflakes before. The same is true for the reverse flow of liquid. Those snowflakes fell on his face, and the flow of energy in his body was affected, but it was not a sluggish flow or an oppressive cold, but a light coolness, which seemed to be their essence. My mind has risen to a new level, and my senses have become sharper. His protective shield did not work. He looked around and saw that Fairy Luoxia, Taoist Xuanqing and Du Feng were also facing the same situation. Snowflakes also fell on their shoulders one after anotherOn the shoulders, the top of the head, the sides of the face, and the arms, the snowflakes turned into water. It is not known whether it evaporated or was absorbed by their bodies. But at this moment, they felt that the energy in their bodies seemed to be connected with a faint icy force. They looked at He Fuwan, with a complex look in their eyes that was a mixture of understanding and surprise. The energy in He Fuwan's body is decreasing at an exaggerated rate, supporting the snowflakes all over the sky, but there is an even more exaggerated energy in her body that is nourishing her body, allowing the consumed energy to be restored in an instant. It feels like fighting someone and consuming energy, and then recovering from the great practice, but the speed is accelerated by thousands and tens of thousands of times. They can even feel the changes in He Fuwan's whole person. Between the constant consumption and recovery of such energy, her cultivation is actually growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Chen Jianji didn¡¯t know what kind of skill it was, but even if it was called a magical skill, it seemed far from describing its heaven-defying effect. The most source of energy that can restore He Fuwan's energy consumption is in her heart, and the energy fluctuations coming from there are exactly the same as the crystal clear stone in her palm before. No surprise, that should be the power of the Origin Stone. Chen Jianji has been practicing for two thousand years. He has witnessed countless powerful martial arts and even divine skills. He has met countless immortals and gods with astonishing cultivation levels. Master Tianzong's divine power that can separate the galaxy with a snap of his finger has made him immortal. It was unforgettable, but at this moment, he seemed to feel that those things were no longer so amazing compared to the wonders in front of him. He Fuwan's cultivation reached the realm of White Immortal. A white light fell from the sky and fell on her beautiful body. A snow-white dress stretched in the wind and snow, and her skin became more and more crystal clear. It's not a bone-chilling coldness like the ice sculptures, which makes people feel distant, but a kind of nobility and beauty that makes people feel comfortable but dare not or even won't be blasphemous. On the distant galaxy, another bright star lit up. The light of this star was so strong that it almost made most of the galaxy burn. The light penetrated the clouds and connected with the beautiful goddess. She is like the source of wind and snow. Although it is not bone-chilling, it takes away the scenery of the sun. The energy contained in the wind and snow makes people feel that the world is coming to life, and they start to breathe like a human being. . Nangong Yingying took a gentle breath. She stretched out her hands to hold up a few crystal snowflakes. While feeling the slightest chill, she felt that the heaven and earth were beating together with her heart. Everyone feels that the world is the same as themselves, breathing the same breath, and sharing the same fate. The land that had been destroyed by the previous battle actually changed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Such changes made these immortals with astonishing cultivation levels open their mouths in surprise. A trace of greenery emerges from the earth. It is green grass. Although it is just a small bud, it is full of vitality and infinite greenery. The grass keeps growing taller, and there are even bushes sprouting up, and the towering trees that are still growing next to the bushes are called towering trees. A green forest appeared in the place destroyed by the battle, completely covering the previous traces. Those snowflakes are still falling slowly. The snowflakes fall on the tips of the grass buds, on the leaves, and on the branches of the shrubs, and then turn into moist water, washing the green poetry even brighter. Every life that grows up is like a grateful child. They gently sway their bodies, and large and small lights emerge from them, and then they are like fireflies facing the bright moon, chasing the first child. A ray of sunlight flies towards the goddess who restores them to life. It¡¯s all harmonious, natural and beautiful. It is recorded in ancient legends that before the chaos opened up, the heaven and earth were just a ball of fire. At that time, everything was boiling in the flames and magma. Only when the chaos was enlightened did the heaven and earth and all things come into being. Therefore, it is said that the original heaven and earth were created from fire. of. Later, in the ancient world war, the world was completely destroyed, the human race was almost destroyed, all living things were turned into skeletons, and the whole world was desolate. Nuwa empress melted the energy around her body and covered the whole world in a blanket. In beautiful snow scenery. That snow scene is like a beautiful dream. In that dream-like beautiful scene, all life comes to life, all pain ends, and returns to the original beauty. That snow awakened the dead world and caused them to completely lose their Creator God. Since then, the world has become ice and snow, and it is those flying snowflakes that nourish everything and give birth to all things in the world. Chen JianjiThe expressions on their faces became indifferent, neither surprised nor anxious nor ferocious. They were like people intoxicated in the spring breeze, embracing the simplest vitality and feeling the rhythm of heaven and earth. Wang Shawudi looked at the center of Yunran Continent from the top of Yishan Mountain. His black flame pupils produced a kind of fear from the depths of his soul; in the Liuli Palace at the bottom of the deep sea, the heroic man in brocade robes sat cross-legged. He moved his body and opened his eyes that had been closed for thousands of years. Far away in the Xuannv Palace in the north of the wilderness, Palace Master Zhou, who was practicing in the main hall of Nuwa Empress, raised his head and saw that the statues of the Empress were all exuding softness and sanctity. The light is like coming alive.