Chapter 1999

"Okay, okay, of course." Next, the elders of Qianxue Sect began their journey of blowing rainbow farts. "This ice and snow domain is indestructible. People from outside have no way to get in. Moreover, the owner of the ice and snow domain has killed some people with bad intentions." "The ice and snow field is the most powerful field I have ever seen. Our Qianxue Sect has been practicing in the field for a year, and our strength has improved a lot." "Emperor, Miss Ye, you are so kind to our Qianxue Sect. We, the Qianxue Sect, don't even know how to thank you." However, they never expected that Emperor Zun and Ye Feiran would come back so soon. They couldn't bear to part with this ice and snow realm! Ye Feixuan looked at the ice and snow world around her with smiles in her eyes and excitement in her heart. This is the ice and snow realm of the Ice and Snow Divine Sword. It turns out that the ice and snow are right next to Aran. It’s really great! If she guessed correctly, there must be many people in the entire God Realm currently looking for the whereabouts of the Ice and Snow Divine Sword, hoping to gain the recognition of the Ice and Snow Divine Sword. Huh, they were just wishful thinking. The requirements of the Ice and Snow Divine Sword were so high, and she also said that she only liked Aran in the entire God Realm. Ye Murin and Ye Feiran looked at each other. It sounds like the Ice and Snow Sword's ice and snow domain is too powerful, and Qianxue Sect doesn't understand the situation outside. Ye Feiran saw that Ye Murin had no intention of speaking, so he smiled and said, "That's it, then we are ready to leave. You can do whatever you like here, but the people from Xieyun Palace and Canglan Ye Family If you want to go to the Netherworld, you have to take care of me." Hearing this, the elders of Qianxue Sect were very happy. Ye Feiran's attitude was the attitude of Emperor Zun. Emperor Zun didn't care that they turned Tianmo Sect into his own territory. "Don't worry, Miss Ye, this is for sure." Ye Feiran nodded, "We will leave in half a day." The implication is to give Qianxue Sect half a day to prepare. "Thank you, Miss Ye, thank you Emperor Zun!" After the Qianxue Sect elders settled down Ye Feiran and his party, they hurriedly made arrangements to deal with things outside. As soon as they left, Bingxue couldn't help but complain to Ye Feiran. "Aran, the people of Qianxue Sect are so treacherous! Most of the people outside my domain are disciples of Qianxue Sect. They are practicing hard like the people in the domain! So you can just go now, they have already made arrangements, just give the order. " Hearing Bingxue's words, Ye Feiran couldn't help but laugh. If she were from Qianxue Sect, she would definitely be like this. After all, the ice and snow domain of the Ancient Divine Sword must contain a lot of ice-attribute energy, not to mention that people who stay in the domain don't have to worry about being in danger while practicing. If the people of Qianxue Sect didn't do this, she would definitely doubt whether there was something wrong with their IQ. Bingxue saw Ye Feiran smile and didn't say anything. She just complained. Immediately afterwards, Ye Feiran thought that Senluo Continent was not very friendly to ghost cultivators, so he went to refine some spiritual energy pills for Ye Feixuan. Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing pestered Ye Han to learn about the situation in Senluo Continent, and Ye Feixuan was also listening. Ye Murin and Murong Lingji started hanging around in the Tianmo Sect, which is now the Qianxue Sect. Half a day passed in a flash, and Ye Feiran also refined a lot of spiritual energy pills. After Ye Feixuan took the Spiritual Energy Pill, others could no longer tell that she was a ghost cultivator. She looked at her face and saw that it was no longer as pale as a ghost cultivator. She couldn't help but say, "I really miss this feeling!" Hearing this, Ye Feiran didn't know what to say, and Ye Mulin and the others were even more confused. However, Ye Feixuan just sighed that she did not need anyone else's comfort. After so many years, she had become accustomed to the identity of a ghost cultivator. Just stay alive. At the same time, the elders of Qianxue Sect also came to tell them that they were ready. "Let's go!" When the group of people walked to the gate of the sect, Ye Feiran sent a message to Bingxue, "Bingxue, let's go!" As her voice fell, the ice and snow realm disappeared, and the ice and snow also fell next to Ye Feiran. "Thank you for your hard work!" Ye Feiran said. Bingxue looked at Ye Feiran and made sure she was not injured before waving her hands and saying, "It's not a big deal, it's not hard at all." Then, she turned to look at Ye Feixuan, smiled and said hello, "Axuan!" Ye Feixuan also had a smile on her face, and her tone was full of excitement, "Sister Bingxue!" Then, Bingxue pulled Ye Feixuan to the back, and they were whispering secretly. After walking out of the sect, everyone immediately felt the tense atmosphere outside, and the battle was about to break out. It happened that at this time, the aura of Qian Sect Leader appeared. She was dressed in blood and was holding Wu Kun's body in her hand. "metropolitan!" Qian Sect Master nodded slightly to Ye Murin and Ye Feiran, and stood in mid-air. A voice mixed with spiritual power also rang out, "Wukun is dead, and the Heavenly Demon Sect has been destroyed. From now on, the Heavenly Demon Sect will be our Qianxue." As for the branches of the sect, if you are not afraid of our Qianxue Sect, you can come and kill us now." Looking at the murderous Sect Leader Qian, and then looking at Wu Kun with a dead look on his face, the person who was about to make a move immediately did not dare to move, and remained in a wait-and-see state. At the same time, Ye Murin and Ye Feiran walked out of the sect. For a moment, the surroundings fell into an eerie silence. Then, the footsteps of Ye Feiran and his group seemed to step on their hearts. It wasn't until the group's backs gradually faded away that bursts of whispers began. "Emperor Zun, Murong Lingji and the Ye family actually came out of the sect. Are they cooperating with Qianxue Sect?" "It must be so. The strength of Qianxue Sect and Tianmo Sect are about the same. Now that Tianmo Sect has been exterminated, it must be because of the help of Xieyun Palace. As for the Canglan Ye family, there are only two people, so they should not be able to represent the Canglan Ye family. Let’s cooperate with Qianxue Sect!” "That's not the point. The point is that Ye Feiran and Ye Han followed Di Zun and the others, and their attitudes were very good." "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems that the Qianxue Sect is not easy to mess with now, and the Canglan Ye family is not easy to mess with either. If anything happens to these two forces, Xieyun Palace will definitely help." Leaving the boundary of Qianxue Sect's branch, Ye Feiran didn't see anyone from the Canglan Ye family, nor did anyone familiar with the family's influence. Tsk, it seems like most of them are relatively calm. At this time, Ye Feiran didn't know that because too much time had passed, many people had chosen to leave, thinking that they would find out more when the ice and snow realm disappeared. Next, the group took the spaceship directly back to Canglan City. Ye Murin and Murong Lingji did not get off the spaceship, but went directly back to Xieyun Palace. The power in the mainland had changed, and they had many things to be busy with. More importantly, if Ye Feixuan went to Canglan Ye's house, something would definitely happen. It would be better if Ye Murin and Murong Lingji were not present. Before getting off the spaceship, Bingxue was also sent back to the mysterious space by Ye Feiran, so now Ye Feiran and Ye Han are taking Ye Feixuan, Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing back to Canglan Ye's house. A group of people entered Canglan Ye's house. Before the gatekeeper had time to report, almost the entire Canglan Ye family's people came over. Ye Feiran and Ye Han looked at each other, both of them confused. Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing were a little nervous, after all, they were first-time guests. Ye Feixuan was slightly startled, but her expression quickly returned to calm, as if nothing had happened. The next moment, Ye Yuheng's figure appeared, and he was slightly startled when he saw Ye Feiran and Ye Han. "grandfather!" "Grandpa!"

March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.