Chapter 2131 The Days Are Short in Cold Weather

Hong Junyan has been sleeping for 3,800 years. During these 3,800 years, the practice methods have been continuously innovated, and the cutting-edge Taoist techniques in various countries have changed one after another.

But three thousand eight hundred years is not more than half of True Lord's long life. The Winter Immortal Technique even made his lifespan pass slower than time.

After all, he is the founder of Snow Country.

After all, he was someone who had faced off against an unparalleled hero like Tang Yu.

Three thousand eight hundred years later, in the Snow Kingdom, the dominance of top-level Yandao is still demonstrated!

At this moment, he used two fingers to catch the knife bound by fate and firmly moved it away.

In this way, he could look at Xu Wang without any cover-up.

"What are I doing?" Hong Junyan said in a deep voice: "Even in the year of Ying Yun, I will drive him away. Who is the contemporary Emperor Qin's name? Why don't you conquer it yourself? You want to take over my snowy land, just by yourself. ,enough?"

The three thousand eight hundred years of key information transmitted by Fu Huan were all spread out in his mind at this moment.

The terrifying flow of information was quickly digested and absorbed, and the sudden strong wind made his snow dragon robe flutter.

Hanchan Dongya Immortal Formation completely preserved his peak power. As he absorbs this critical information, he is quickly adapting to this era. He is already strong, but he is still getting stronger!

And the way he looked directly at Xu Wang was so calm and unruffled, like the frozen time.

"Today is different from the past!" Xu Wang closed his palm under the snow mirror of the sky, and the long knife clamped by Hong Junyan's two fingers returned to the world of heaven and earth.

The sword cut through the vast snow country, and the sword was closed in a corner.

Then he held it three inches in front of him, used the edge of his palm to show all the causes and conditions, and then made a knife——

The black Great Qin Marquis's uniform covered the sky and the sun. For a moment, only his sword moved in the sky, covering up everything.

The thread of causality was originally only perceptible, not visible, but now it is colorful.

It can be seen that Hong Junyan's whole body is bound by more than a thousand lines of fate. It’s impossible to count!

These lines of fate connect all aspects of the vast snow country, and they are all stretched straight, as if they run through Hong Junyan. Like thousands of ox hair fiber needles, pricking Hong Junyan into a ball of thorns.

Xu Wan's palm saber fell.

The countless threads of fate were all cut off at this moment and scattered like strands. Hong Junyan is like a pom-pom again.

The relationship between Taizu Xue and the Snow Country was briefly severed.

At this moment, the power of Snow Country could no longer support him. In other words, facing this sword, Hong Junyan could only use his own strength.

When the emperor eliminates the country, the white dragon fish will also serve.

And Xu Wang is already facing him!

He wanted to try the purest fighting power of the Taizu of the Snow Country more than 3,800 years ago. In the name of Xu Wang, he tests his age and decay, and uses the method of cause and effect to measure Tyranny - and the way of judgment is life and death.

This step of tracing the cause and effect spans the long distance between Eternal Holy Winter Peak and Jishuang City, ignoring the meaning of space and time, and tracing purely on the level of cause and effect. A corner of the black robe was fluttering in front of the golden dragon chair of the Snow Country's ancestor emperor.

Da Qin Zhenhou extended his sword flat, like a narrow and straight sword he was actually holding, and it penetrated Hong Junyan's heart!

Hong Junyan raised his hand indifferently, as if he was holding the universe in his palm.

clang!

It was a sound like a bell.

The tip of the palm knife was tightly grasped by Hong Junyan's left hand, hovering just an inch away from his heart.

This inch is the distance between heaven and earth, far away from the stars.

At this moment, Hong Junyan was still sitting on the golden dragon chair, and the jade flat crown gently shook the beads, making his face appear far and near in Xu Huan's eyes.

The black court uniform of the Marquis of Da Qin and the snow-colored dragon robe of the Taizu of the Snow Kingdom are like two distinct chess pieces on both sides of a game of chess.

"From my point of view, this world is no different." Hong Junyan said indifferently, then he grabbed the palm knife and brought it in front of him, clenched his right hand into a fist, and struck Xu Wan directly in the face.

Capture him in front of the throne and kill the rebels with fists.

He really has the power of the founding emperor!

boom!

With the power of a punch, Xu Wu reached the Eternal Holy Winter Peak. This distant path and the entire human-shaped space collapsed together!

What the spectators could see with their naked eyes was that the road from Eternal Holy Winter Peak to Xu Wang's close-up stabbing was twisted, like a human-shaped tunnel appearing out of thin air.

But Xu Wang has disappeared.

He comes looking for causes and conditions, and also disperses as causes and conditions themselves.

Rumble, rumble!

Above the twisting passage, a looming fantasy palace appeared in the sky, with the lonely smoke in the desert, the bright moon over the sea, and countless scenes in it. And Xu Wang, wearing the robes of a marquis, stood on top of this palace. The black uniform is intertwined with the unpredictable light, describing him at this moment... He is the director of Karma, with sole power.

Jiang Wang, who was above Taixu Pavilion, was staring more closely than Zhong Xuanyin next to him at this moment. His sight almost became real, wandering around this fantasy palace. Even the boy Baiyun, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up to observe——

This is the only fairy palace in the world that is still intact, or perhaps at its peak, the Karma Palace!

Xu Wang set foot in the Immortal Palace of Karma and looked down at Hong Junyan: "You are right, this world is no different! You were not qualified to meet the Taizu of the Dynasty back then, and you are not qualified to meet the Emperor of the Qin Dynasty now. Back then, you could only watch from inside the pass. Play, now—go on to the play!”

The entire Karma Immortal Palace was trampled down by him, rumbling towards Hong Junyan.

At this time, he was looming together with the Immortal Palace of Karma.

He got the Karma Palace, but never used the Karma Immortal Art. It's not that he has no way to bypass the lost art and reproduce the ancient times. It's just that he has a higher goal - the Karma Immortal Art is just a kind of karma. The Karma Palace is just a knife.

He is Xu Wang, who is in charge of karma, not the Karma Immortal.

At this moment, he took over all the karma in the snowfield. He himself was in a state that could be seen but not reached, but the blade was bound to hit the cause and effect.

This is the real karma knife from heaven, which cannot be avoided or abandoned.

All the connected karma in the dark was fixed and became a cage to lock the target.

Everything created by Hong Junyan became Hong Junyan's shackles!

"What a pity. You got the fairy palace, but you don't respect the ancient times." Facing such a knife, Hong Junyan still had time to sigh: "It's a pity that my winter fairy palace has been destroyed, otherwise I should teach you, a junior... what is the fairy art!"

The tassels of the Pingtian crown shook gently, and the whole snowfield seemed to have a dragon turning over, making a long earth rumbling sound.

Everything was frozen and thawed.

All the rules were reorganized, and the cause and effect were restarted.

The emperor's destiny is the destiny!

As a participant in the formation of the national system, as a pioneer standing at the source of the contemporary human torrent, he stood up directly on the dragon chair, his crown and clothes fluttered, and he punched the sky--

Directly broke the 'seeable but unreachable' state, and his fist connected with the fairy palace!

Bang!

The shadow of the vast snowfield appeared behind him, and his fist hit the cause and effect fairy palace, smashing this fantasy palace and Xu Wang back into the sea of ​​thunder!

No one could doubt Hong Junyan's power anymore.

He responded to Xu Wang's challenge head-on, and each time he was closer to the peak!

"With such a grand plan for the Snow Country, how could the sky not shed tears and the gods and ghosts not be alarmed?" Wei Qingpeng, the first generation Bishop of Dongzai, above the Snow Silence City, touched his bald head and laughed grimly: "Your Majesty has returned to the world and continued his hegemony. Only the strong will be killed. This thief should be sacrificed!"

He stepped heavily on the ice dragon under his feet. The ice dragon sank several feet, wailed, and suddenly pulled up! Carrying him straight into the sea of ​​thunder, killing Xu Wang.

He shouted: "Brother Fu, what kind of face can we talk about when the two countries are at war? Kill him together! I will accompany you to help Winter City!"

"No need?" A voice said at this time.

Behind the constantly turning karma palace, a tall and thin phantom rose into the air.

He tied his hair with a wooden hairpin and wore a white mask. The black small seal on the mask wrote an article that no one could understand. Just like his temperament, it is as quiet as the deep sea, but it gives people a very turbulent feeling.

Xixu, the king of the common people!

He has come here, how far is the Qin army? !

He just glanced casually, and the ice dragon carrying Wei Qingpeng into the air stopped in mid-air. There was a seal character in each of the two dragon eyes, one was "no" and the other was "must".

Wei Qingpeng did not continue to torment this poor ice dragon. After all, it was a different species and not a real pure-blooded dragon, and could not withstand too strong a conflict.

He did not say anything else, and he was bickering while writing - modern people are really troublesome.

So he jumped up, like a stone bullet thrown by a catapult, but disappeared with a bang, and suddenly crashed into the Yinyuan Fairy Palace!

This was too sudden, both in terms of body movements and results. There was no beginning, development, climax, and he had already broken into the Yinyuan Fairy Palace, beating like a drum in the meantime.

The Yinyuan Fairy Palace rolled violently, and Xu Wang turned around and entered it!

"My fellow student, whether it is necessary or not, I'm afraid you don't have the final say, right?" Meng Lingxiao, who was in the sky above Dongcheng, put away his folding fan, but did not ride his dragon. He took the dragon's head as a step, stepped into the air, and in one step he was above the sea of ​​thunder, and faced Wang Xixu.

He and Wei Qingpeng also needed time to digest the differences of this new era. Although he was not as good as Xue Taizu, who absorbed thousands of years with one thought, he gradually understood the new era during the time when Taizu and Xu Wang fought, and could show his power more completely.

"I'm afraid it's necessary." Wang Xixu replied calmly: "Because Winter City has been taken. In addition, we are not the same age. There are two reasons. First, you are much older than me. Second, I am not a Confucian scholar like you, I am a fortune teller."

Meng Lingxiao was not surprised by the gains and losses of Winter City. He only said: "Fortune teller? Every scholar who has not achieved anything in his studies will eventually sell fortune telling for a living. This was the case in my era. I wonder if it has changed now?"

Wang Xixu really thought about it: "It seems to be similar to what you said - but as long as you can support yourself and your family in an upright manner, it doesn't matter what you do. Being an official is not more noble than selling fortune telling."

Meng Lingxiao said again: "In terms of good and bad luck, your face covered with black characters on a white background is not very auspicious."

Wang Xixu said: "But it is very innocent, and I have no regrets when I write."

"I don't know if you are innocent..." Meng Lingxiao had been looking at it for a long time, so he raised his hand and flipped it: "But I think you should regret it."

As his palm flipped, the entire sea of ​​thunder turned upside down!

No, it's not the sea of ​​thunder turning upside down.

It was Wang Xixu and Xu Wang, and even Xu Wang's fate palace, all of which became reflections, reflected in the thunder sea with lightning roaring. However, their original reflections stood on the thunder sea, thinner than paper.

Next to the thin reflections was Wei Qingpeng, who was in a killing mood. He rushed into the enemy's lair, wanting to kill them while they were sick. However, in this very short time, he was chopped all over by the injured Xu Wang. The blood ignited his murderous nature, and at this moment, blood streaks appeared on his bald head, and his body expanded a little more.

Meng Lingxiao used his index finger to cut off the reflections of Wang Xixu and Xu Wang.

Fate was affected in the dark.

This was also a life-cutting move!

But in the battle, there was only a piece of paper cut in half, floating down in the sea of ​​thunder.

Meng Lingxiao clearly saw that there was a word on each side of the paper, "nothing" and "regret".

He had already realized that at the moment he cut his life, the fate of Wang Xixu and Xu Wang disappeared in the long river of fate. So he cut the air with one finger.

He is really an extraordinary fortune teller, a top cultivator of astrology!

And the reflection of Wang Xixu in the sea of ​​thunder, raised his hands, spread his ten fingers, as if using the sea of ​​thunder as a mirror, facing the mirror from a distance, the seal characters on the gloves slowly flowed: "Should I regret it, why don't you ask your ancestor emperor?"

Dense Qin seal characters flew out of his hands, like a deep-sea fish diving... and actually swam out of the water.

Small seal characters prophecy.

The characters say——

Modulate the universe, trace back to the light of the universe. Past and present lives, fate and fantasy.

The stars move, the road is vast. There are regrets in the winter country, and the days are short in the cold winter!

The day is over.

Meng Lingxiao looked back in horror!

He saw that the entire snowy area was plunged into a long night, as if describing the end of the Snow Country Dynasty.

Every household in the Snow Country lit up the lights, and the Hanchan Dongzai Immortal Formation also lit up the snowfield. But the back of the Sky Snow Mirror was no longer transparent - in that endless night, the formation of starlight was spread out. The contemporary star formation forcibly interfered with the ancient immortal formation!

He saw that the Hanchan Dongzai Immortal Formation had undergone a qualitative change, and the ancestor emperor of the Snow Country had frost on his eyebrows.

The terrifying power that was still growing in this peak Taoist body was covered by a cold wave from the inside out - Hong Junyan was frozen!

The powerful body that easily repelled the Yinyuan Immortal Palace just now fell back and fell back to the golden dragon chair.

And the dragon claws turned out from the armrests and firmly grasped his wrists. The dragon bones pierced through the back of the chair, intertwining and binding his body to death. The cold tide in the body overflowed, gradually freezing the Taoist body.

Seeing that Hong Junyan was already firmly imprisoned on the dragon throne, and was about to return to the frozen time again!

Meng Lingxiao turned his eyes to look at Dongling City.

Unless Chaotu took action, it was almost impossible for a being as strong as Hong Junyan to be suppressed like this by external forces. His golden dragon throne, the emperor's crown, and the peak Taoist body that had just revived, all had problems!

In the world, besides Xu Qiuci, who else could do something with the winter fairy art?

And he really saw that the Winter Emperor took a step above Dongling City.

She was the coldest snow in winter, and a flower that did not freeze in the cold tide.

With extreme beauty, she bloomed in the snowfield. Every step was establishing her path.

There was a bridge of ice and snow under her feet, extending as she went to Jishuang City and towards Hong Junyan. This bridge spanned the snowfield, hanging high in the air, reflecting the skylight, and a rainbow flowed for a while.

"Winter Emperor, what do you mean?" Guan Daoquan stepped sideways and blocked the ice and snow bridge. Although he was alone, he was like a mountain of iron. When his fists were opened, they were like a copper wall and an iron wall.

Winter Emperor looked up at him: "You haven't officially joined the Snow Country yet, why fight so hard?"

Guan Daoquan's voice was like a rolling stone: "On behalf of the Northwest Five Nations Alliance, I have signed a treaty with Master Fu Huan to merge the countries. My fists are now protecting my king."

In the last war of Jing's westward expansion, the Northwest Five Nations Alliance, which was beaten to the ground and lost its armor, land and people, and the Snow Country, which used the past to support the future and needed time to adapt to the new era, were indeed a match made in heaven.

But it is not so easy to make such a determination. Moreover, for the Northwest Five Nations Alliance, if they want to merge the countries, is the Snow Country really the best choice?

"When did it happen?" Winter Emperor's eyes were cold: "How could I not know?"

Guan Daoquan did not hide it: "When you challenged Zhong Jing."

Fu Huan on the Yongshi Shengdong Peak actually explained: "This matter is confidential. At that time, only Guan Zhenjun and I knew it. It's not intentional to hide it from you."

Winter Emperor still looked at Guan Daoquan: "Did you know that Hong Junyan was coming back at that time?"

Guan Daoquan had no expression: "Fu Zhenjun gave us the greatest sincerity."

"It seems that the excessive oppression of Jing State helped you make up your mind. Yes, you lose blood day after day, how can you bear the fatigue?" Winter Emperor nodded, and said: "But then again, it has not really merged yet, it's just a piece of paper agreement, you can write it or erase it. You have many choices, Jing State, Jing State, or Qin State. Why not wait a little longer and wait for the price?"

Guan Daoquan stood still.

Iron State is not a country of merchants. The "Iron" in Iron State represents the will of the people of Iron State.

Behind him, a voice rang out: "I am curious - who are you?"

Hong Junyan's voice!

He had clearly become an ice sculpture, imprisoned on the throne, but there was fire in his eyes, burning in the ice.