Chapter 141: A little bit of spirit, endless years

The sword is a good sword!
The pinnacle of the top rank of heaven belongs to the limit of the secret treasure rank in this martial arts world.
Jianfeng's cold air was rising.
The air around Chen Xinglie was distorted by the cold, causing his vision to be blurred. I don't know if it is because the coldness in this ice sword is too heavy or for other reasons. When Chen Xinglie played with this "Winter Sword of Wrath", he always felt chill in a certain position of his lower body.
This is missed by the Dominator of Winter.
With our present method...
I'm afraid that he won't be the master of Winter.
Chen Xinglie took a deep breath and asked the system: "The Lord of Winter, will he directly kill the martial arts world and destroy this seat?"
"Host rest assured."
The beautiful girl of the system replied nonchalantly: "The deity of Winter's dominion has already fallen into deep sleep, and she has no awareness of the outside world. She has no idea about it. Just cut the gap in the space and calculated the host, but it is Lin. Winter dominates that martial art vision, just a spontaneous action. But even Winter dominates martial art vision, half-dreaming and half-awake, lying between the heavens and the earth of the mysterious world, and cannot leave the mysterious world."
That's it.
Chen Xinglie felt a little relieved, thinking about it, but felt wrong, and then asked: "Why the Lord of Winter has been unable to leave the Xuanming Dharma realm, why would he think of plotting against this seat? This kind of behavior seems to know that this seat is watching her photo album."
The beautiful girl of the system replied: "In that volume of the photo album, there is a trace of the true spirit of the Lord of Winter. If it weren't for this, how could the photo book be so lifelike? However, this true spirit and the Lord of Winter, and the Lord of Winter His martial arts visions have always been connected with each other."
Chen Xinglie's eyes changed suddenly.
Empathy!
This means that as long as the Lord of Winter wakes up from sleep, he will know immediately that her photo album of body art is in my hands.
Then you can't find this seat desperately?
That's it.
there is always a solution to a problem.
Maybe when the Lord of Winter Wake up, this seat has already cultivated and become even more powerful than the Lord of Winter.
The top priority is to improve the martial arts cultivation.
Chen Xinglie put away the small ice sword and continued to observe the photo album, feeling that the picture scroll contains a bit of true spirit dominated by Winter, the scroll must be extraordinary. Perhaps through this scroll, the martial arts method that dominates Winter can be used. , To understand the true meaning of the points.
"This seat is really a great young man who loves learning!"
Holding the picture scroll, Chen Xinglie walked slowly on the edge of the ice and snow, concentrating on searching for that little real spirit.
What is the true spirit?
Chen Xinglie once heard the empress tell.
In ancient times, the master between Xuanhuang and Huang would place a bit of true spirit of himself in the depths of the void and merge into the galaxy of the universe.
If the true spirit is immortal, the ruler will not die!
But the true spirit of the master is pinned in the void of the universe.
This means that as long as the universe is not destroyed and the void persists, the Lord of Winter will not die, but will live forever, live with the void and shine with the galaxy.
There is a little real spirit, endless years.
Immortal!
How can such a realm not be fascinating?
Of course Chen Xinglie is yearning.
It's a pity that the paintings in the photo album that Winter dominates are becoming more and more popular, and the scale is getting bigger and bigger, making people unavoidable.
This is very distressing.
Chen Xinglie stared straight at the big beauty in the painting, not very embarrassed.
Li Qinglian followed silently, with some joy in her heart.
The nine princesses originally thought that this great demon was not close to female sex, otherwise they would not drive Chu Jingyue away, let alone keep her close-fitting maid from warming the bed for so many days.
Now it seems that the big demon is not unfamiliar with women.
Food too!
Maybe it is the princess's way, something is wrong.
Li Qinglian feels more and more that her plan is very promising, the future is bright, and the road to life is bright.
The sky is getting darker.
Li Qinglian walked, feeling a little hungry, looked back at Qingyun City below, and calculated the distance.
This is only twenty or thirty miles away!
According to the speed of this journey, how many days would it take to finish this seemingly endless Frost Sword Road?
If you keep going like this, will you starve to death on the way?
Starvation is a small thing, but it is a big loss!
As long as people are alive, they have to eat and drink Lhasa, hungry and can bear it. What should we do when we have three urgency? Is it necessary to solve the toilet problem on the spot in this high-altitude sword road?
If there are martial arts masters peeping on the ground, wouldn't all of them be seen.
It's better to die.
The more Li Qinglian thought about it, the more depressed.
The setting sun is like blood, and the afterglow is sprinkled on the ice sword road, golden red, like a flame circulating. Under this situation, Li Qinglian feels that she has embarked on a path of no return.
Huh...
The long sound of cranes came from behind.
Li Qinglian turned back quickly.
In the direction of Qingyun City, a speeding car pulled by four white crane war beasts, galloping along the Frost Sword Road.
"the host!"
Li Qinglian hurriedly said to Chen Xinglie: "Someone was driving a white crane speeding car, following the master's sword energy, and chasing it, twenty or thirty miles away, Xiaoqing could not see the appearance of the person driving the speeding car, and did not know who the other party was. "
Chen Xinglie didn't turn his head, but secretly took out a few chrysanthemum arrow charms and hid them in his sleeves, and said calmly, "A little bit of a thing, why make a fuss? Even if it is a land god, he can't escape death with a single sword. "
Li Qinglian stopped speaking.
She was still wondering if she could say hello to the other party and take a ride by the way. Now that Chen Xinglie said this, Li Qinglian didn't dare to ask more.
In the Great King Dynasty, there were not many land immortals, one had already been killed by the great demon, and one of the nine was eliminated. If another one dies, there will be only seven land gods left in the Datong Dynasty, and two will die in one day.
According to this efficiency, how long can the remaining land immortals live?
Once there are no land gods, how can the Datong Dynasty settle down in this world of martial arts where hundreds of races are fighting for supremacy?
Li Qinglian couldn't think further.
Huh!
The sound of Heming is getting closer.
Li Qinglian stared intently, her face suddenly full of surprises, and said, "Master, it is Hero Zhen and Hero Zhen that are here."
The two heroes and heroes are here?
Chen Xinglie stopped and turned around.
After walking for so long, Chen Xinglie was also a little tired. He originally planned to walk a few more miles. When he reached the high mountain where Zhao Yumeng was, he would take a short break and ask Fairy Yumeng who was on the top of the mountain. Is there something to be gained? By the way, waiting for the heroes and heroes.
If these two brothers don't come, buy a magic talisman in the system mall, and run all the way to finish the sword road.
Life is alive, from beginning to end.
If you leave it halfway, don't you make people who peep in the dark laugh?