There are snowstorms all year round in the Northern Spirit Region, and due to climate problems, most of the area is covered with a thick layer of ice and snow. Therefore, the creatures living in the Northern Spirit Region are basically very strong.
And those creatures with relatively weak constitutions are almost unable to survive here for a long time.
Half a month later, Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao finally reached a border in the Northern Spirit Region.
This is where the two forces meet.
The two forces are the Illusory Valley and the Blood Net Sect.
At this moment, the people of the Illusory Valley and the people of the Blood Net Sect are facing each other. Although the two sides have not yet started, the atmosphere between them is already on the verge of breaking out.
"This time, the people from You Illusory Valley did it first." The person who spoke was a young man with a gloomy expression. His name was Bi Anyan, and his cultivation was in the middle level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.
"It was the people from the Blood Net Sect who molested my sister first." This was a voice full of anger, and the speaker was also a young man named Jia Yingjun. Valley Lord.
Jia Mei is Jia Yingjun's sister, and their fathers are the Valley Masters of the Illusory Valley, and their status is not low. Naturally, it is difficult to bear the humiliation of the other party.
"You blood net sect are some vulgar people." Jia Mei said angrily, "Even if this young lady can't marry, she will not marry your young master."
Bi Anyi and Bi Anyan are brothers, and Bi Anyi's identity is the young master of the Blood Net Sect. His appearance is not outstanding, and he looks rough, but his cultivation talent is very good, and now he is three. At the age of fifteen, his cultivation base has already reached the peak of the Moon Spirit Realm.
"It's your blessing that this young master can see you, the situation of your Illusory Valley should not be very good now?" Bi An sneered, "This young master has already heard that the valley of your Illusory Valley is not good. The Lord is now seriously injured, lying in bed and can't get up at all."
The faces of the people in You Illusory Valley suddenly changed. Their valley owner was indeed seriously injured, and he was still lying in a coma in bed.
"If you want to keep You Illusory Valley, then let Jia Mei marry this young master." Bi An's posture was very arrogant, she raised her lips and said, "This young master has long wanted to marry her back to be a concubine. already."
"Shut up!" Jia Mei glared at Bi An with anger in her eyes.
"Even if this young master shuts up, your father can't get up now." Bi An sneered and said in a disdainful tone, "Jia Mei, you'd better marry this young master obediently as a concubine, otherwise you will No one in the Illusory Valley wants to live."
"What do you want to do?" Jia Yingjun's expression suddenly changed.
"Now, the people who covet your Illusory Valley are not only our Blood Net Sect." Bi An said sullenly, "According to the information I got, the people from Chifeng Village have already planned to attack you people in the Illusory Valley. ."
The distance between Chifeng Village and You Illusory Valley is also very close. Like the Blood Net Sect, they are just next door.
All along, their three forces have maintained a good balance.
But since the Valley Master of the Illusory Valley was seriously injured and unconscious, this balance has been lost.
The current situation in You Illusory Valley is very bad, and it is in jeopardy.
And Bi Angui has been coveting Jia Mei.
In fact, Jia Mei's appearance is not absolutely stunning, and it is completely irrelevant to the three words "big beauty".
But in places like Beilingyu, the ratio of males and females is completely unbalanced.
Most women's physiques are weaker than men's, so women who can survive in the Northern Spirit Territory are also relatively strong.
But at the same time, their bodies will also appear stronger than ordinary women, and they don't look petite and weak at all.
Although there are some who are more beautiful in appearance, their skin will also become rough due to the environment in which they live.
In addition, Beilingyu has not been very calm, so here, there are also many powerful female monks.
With Jia Mei's appearance, if it is placed in the Southern Spirit Region, it can only be regarded as medium.
But here in Beilingyu, Jia Mei's appearance can be regarded as a top beauty.
The surrounding ground was covered with a layer of ice, the wind was cold, and there were even snowflakes falling.
Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao stood on the ice, while Ling Xiao was still holding Xiao Bai in his hands.
Ling Xiao was brushing Xiao Bai's hair, while Mo Junlan was looking at the two opposing forces ahead.
"People from the Northern Spirit Territory... Are they all so sturdy?" Mo Junlan raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "That should be a woman, right? But how does her figure look better than ours?" Both must be strong and strong..."
To be honest, Mo Junlan was indeed hit, although only for a moment.
Mo Junlan glanced down at his figure, and suddenly said dissatisfiedly, "It seems that I have to exercise this body, otherwise the figure will not be comparable to that of a woman."
Hearing this, Ling Xiao couldn't help turning his head to look at Mo Junlan, and said, "Brother Junlan, you are in good shape now."
Anyway, when he held Mo Junlan, he would feel very comfortable.
Also very safe.
"You are talking nonsense with your eyes open." Mo Junlan sighed softly.
"No!" Ling Xiao shook his head and denied.
"Then you are a benefactor in the eyes of a lover." Mo Junlan said.
Ling Xiao, "..."
Mo Junlan reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, sighing, "It seems that you can't be lazy!"
"Brother Jun Lan, I don't think they are good-looking, they are not as good as you." Ling Xiao blinked and said.
"Xiao'er, being a sword spirit must be honest." Mo Junlan said to Ling Xiao earnestly.
"Brother Jun Lan, I have always been honest with you." Ling Xiao said.
"It seems so." Mo Junlan raised his hand and touched his chin.
"Ow!" Xiaobai suddenly exclaimed.
Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao turned their heads at the same time, only to see that the two forces in front were already fighting.
"The situation doesn't seem optimistic!" Mo Junlan narrowed his eyes.
"It has nothing to do with us." Ling Xiao said expressionlessly.
"We can't let them all die, we still have to find someone to inquire about the Ice Spirit Holy Water!" Mo Junlan pursed his lips.
"It shouldn't be all dead." Ling Xiao observed for a while, and then said again, "Just grab a random person and ask."
Mo Junlan didn't know what to think, suddenly turned his eyes to Xiaobai, raised his eyebrows lightly, and said, "We are all cultivators, so even if we stand here, we won't feel cold, but this one looks at A dog that looks very ordinary, why is it not affected at all?"
"...The hair is too thick." Ling Xiao replied while brushing his hair, "But it's quite comfortable."
Mo Junlan, "…"
Forget it, as long as you like it.
At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly passed behind them, and it also carried a coercion.
Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao then turned around.
I saw an old man in a gray robe standing not far away, staring at them.
Neither Mo Junlan nor Ling Xiao said a word.
After a while, the gray-robed old man opposite said, "You two little dolls, your luck is really bad."
Mo Junlan didn't change his face, and said in a light tone, "Actually, the deity is not too small."
"Brother Jun Lan, he seems to be here to find fault." Ling Xiao said.
"So I'm a little puzzled." Mo Junlan said helplessly, "Why do you always find us in trouble automatically? Could it be that Tiandao doesn't see us as free?"
Ling Xiao, "..."
The gray-robed old man on the opposite side sneered, "You still have the heart to chat? Did you not take the old man seriously?"
"This deity doesn't know you? Why do you take this ugly monster in your eyes?" Mo Junlan snorted coldly, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, his eyes were like frost and snow, and said, "What's more, what kind of thing are you?"
When the gray-robed old man heard this, he was immediately furious and gritted his teeth, "This old man is the deputy head of Chifeng Village."
"I don't know!" Mo Junlan said calmly.
"Is this the territory of Chifeng Village?" Ling Xiao asked suddenly.
"Although it's not yet, but it will be soon." The gray-robed old man said arrogantly.
"Since it's not, then you must have come to find fault." Ling Xiao's voice was cold and authentic.
"Our village owner is both male and female, and this old man just dedicates you to the village owner." The gray-robed old man said gloomily.
He originally planned to take the opportunity to rob Jia Mei, but he didn't expect to meet Mo Junlan and Lingxiao.
The moment he saw Mo Junlan's face, he only thought that their village owner might like this beautiful young man more.
"Xiao'er, do you do it or I do it?" Mo Junlan asked.
Ling Xiao looked down at Xiao Bai in his arms, and then said, "Go ahead."
"Okay!" Mo Junlan smiled lightly, then took two steps forward, looked at the gray-robed old man opposite, and said, "Since you took the initiative to come over to seek death, the deity has to fulfill you."
"You two little white faces are exactly the type our village owner likes." The gray-robed old man didn't take Mo Junlan's words to heart at all, and continued to say gloomily, "You can rest assured that our village owner of Chifeng Village should know Pity fragrant and cherish jade."
"There's a lot of nonsense!" Mo Junlan raised his hand and fired a burst of spiritual power.
The gray-robed old man wanted to say a few more words, but he didn't expect that Mo Junlan would suddenly act.
When the gray-robed old man reacted and wanted to avoid it, it was too late.
Mo Junlan's attack landed on the gray-robed old man, and a figure flew upside down, and then smashed into the ice.
The gray-robed old man vomited blood, and his face instantly turned pale, and his heart was full of shock.
The other party... turned out to be a strong Emperor Spirit Realm!
how can that be
He looks so young... How could he possibly have the Emperor Spirit Realm
Mo Junlan walked forward slowly, the white clothes moving against the wind, and staring at the gray-robed old man with a half-smile, with a bit of contempt in his tone, "Stinky old man, stand up and fight again!"
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