Phew! The autumn wind is bleak, and the Xiling Mountains finally ushered in the change of seasons when the first green leaves in the mountains turned into withered yellow.

There was a hint of solemnity in the mountain breeze, which carried the withered and yellow leaves that were about to fall off the branches and blew them away into the distance.

Many dead leaves floated into the bottomless abyss at the entrance of Xihuang Blessed Land with the golden wind.

Only a very few lucky leaves cling to the rock wall.

It was exactly 4 p.m. when several dishevelled figures quickly climbed out from the bottom of the huge pit. They finally escaped from the dark pit and bathed in the setting sun.

"Hahahaha, I finally made it out alive!"

Looking at the long-lost scenery outside the huge pit, some people were so excited that they burst into tears.

When the blessed land suddenly encounters great changes and is in dangerous situation with mountains collapsing and the earth cracking, those who can seize the opportunity to get out from the Xihuang blessed land are all lucky ones.

One of the young men, who was handsome and tall, seemed relatively calm.

When the treasury of Xihuang Fudi collapsed, he picked up a lot of good things.

"Although the process was extremely dangerous, I was able to escape alive, so this trip has achieved its purpose."

Even though Qiao Tianyu had a calm temperament, he couldn't help but slightly raise the corner of his mouth.

As the 65th on the Hidden Dragon List, as long as he doesn't compete with Han Honghua and the like for opportunities, he can almost get a share of other opportunities as long as he participates.

It is precisely because of this calm judgment that he has achieved what he has today.

Thinking of this, Qiao Tianyu glanced at a figure hidden in the crevice under the rock wall of the huge pit.

The man was covered in blood and his face was pale as paper. It was obvious that he had suffered serious injuries.

Even though he was seriously injured, his impressive aura still made Qiao Tianyu feel a little fearful.

"Lu Wenji?"

Qiao Tianyu naturally recognized Lu Wenji, the immortal seedling of Dingyue Sect and the master of the Breaking Yue Sword who was previously ranked 20th on the Hidden Dragon List.

Before entering Xihuang Blessed Land, Lu Wenji was almost universally recognized by the younger generation of Wudong as the third most talented genius, second only to the Dragon Head and the Princess.

Until he was defeated in Xihuang Paradise.

Judging from Lu Wenji's appearance now, he has not yet recovered from the injuries he suffered in that battle.

"That man clearly intended to kill Lu Wenji that day, and he almost died."

"What is he doing? Is he hiding down there to prevent that person from killing him?"

Seeing Lu Wenji's current cautious and embarrassed appearance, there was no trace of his former arrogance, which made Qiao Tianyu shake his head repeatedly.

He thought Lu Wenji might be worrying too much.

Even if Lu Wenji was defeated by his opponent that day, he was still an immortal seedling of Dingyue Sect. No one would block the huge pit just to kill him.

The Dingyue Sect is still quite intimidating in this vast Wudong.

Killing him would be tantamount to slapping the face of Dingyue Sect, and would surely lead to the wrath of Dingyue Sect.

"After being defeated, even the pride of a genius was crushed. He seems so cowardly." Qiao Tianyu thought to himself.

After thinking about it, Qiao Tianyu stood on the huge pit to identify the direction and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, the cool autumn wind brought a hint of coolness that attached to Qiao Tianyu's face.

He subconsciously reached out his hand, pressed it against his face, and held the cold object in his hand.

It turned out to be a snowflake.

"Snow? Is it winter?" Qiao Tianyu looked puzzled. He remembered that it was just the beginning of autumn.

Just when he was wondering if he had remembered the wrong time.

The first snowflake is just the beginning.

Whoosh~ Snowflakes fell from the sky along with the cold wind, landing on Qiao Tianyu's clothes and hair.

In just a few breaths, Qiao Tianyu was completely covered.

The temperature around the tiankeng plummeted.

The ground froze rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The chill came from all directions, making Qiao Tianyu shiver subconsciously. He hurriedly used his spiritual power to resist the cold.

Something even more shocking happened to him.

His spiritual power seemed to be non-existent under this coldness.

The bone-chilling cold instantly made Qiao Tianyu's limbs cold.

The other monks who climbed out of the huge pit also showed expressions of astonishment.

"What the hell, it's only early autumn, why is it snowing already?"

"This sudden change in the world is not a good omen."

"Oh no, there's something strange about this snow. My spiritual power can't resist the incoming cold."

Qiao Tianyu and several monks who crawled out only felt the cold, and no other particularly dangerous situations occurred.

His sight shifted to Lu Wenzhi, who was hiding in the crevice on the rock wall of the huge pit.

His brows were furrowed because of the snowflakes that suddenly fell from the sky.

Especially around the rock wall where he was hiding, a layer of white frost slowly covered it under his gaze.

The biting cold froze his body, and his face became even paler as his spiritual power was already blocked.

At this moment, he also heard the exclamations of the monks above the huge pit. He subconsciously reached out to catch a snowflake, wanting to find out the reason.

Then, a scene that made his pupils shrink happened.

The snow that fell on other monks, the surrounding trees and rocks was no different in whiteness from ordinary snowflakes.

The moment it fell into his palm and touched his skin.

Lu Wenji only felt a chill in his palms.

Puff! The snowflakes seemed to have turned into sharp blades, tearing a bloody scar deep enough to see the bone on his palm.

Blood spurted out.

But because of the coldness of the snowflakes, Lu Wenji's sense of pain was numbed, and for a moment he could not feel any pain.

But that touch of crimson color cannot deceive anyone.

"Kong Ju!" Lu Wenji's eyes narrowed, and he called out Kong Ju's name in a forcedly calm tone.

Such a cold Taoist magic has affected the world of the giant pit. Apart from Kong Ju who possesses the essence of frost and snow, who else in Wudong can do it? But Lu Wenji looked around and did not see Kong Ju.

This made his face look even uglier.

Knowing that his position had been exposed, he no longer lingered in the gap.

He mobilized the difficult spiritual power in his body and rushed out.

Just as he was about to set off.

Phew! The snow is falling like cotton.

The wind and snow in the huge pit were getting stronger.

The snowflakes around Lu Wenji seemed to have consciousness and attacked him together.

At a glance, there are tens of millions of them, densely packed and covering the sky.

Each snowflake was as sharp as a knife, like a messenger from the underworld demanding one's life. Seeing this scene, Lu Wenji's face turned pale instantly.

But he was not a lamb to be slaughtered. In times of crisis, he forcibly mobilized the spiritual power in his body that was like a swamp and swung his sword.

"Dingyue!"

As Lu Wenji roared, a phantom of a mountain took shape around his body, protecting him firmly.

When Lu Wenji unleashed this sword, his meridians suffered irreversible damage because he had to forcibly redirect the spiritual energy that had been stagnant due to the Spirit Dispersing Ointment, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

At this time, he didn't even bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and ran towards the huge pit without looking back.

He originally thought that his strongest defensive power, Dingyue Sword, would be able to withstand this wave of snow blade attacks.

Something happened that made his face change drastically.

Ding, ding, ding! Dense blood blades came from all over the sky, covering the ground. They looked like soft snowflakes, but they were terrifyingly sharp.

In an instant, his Dingyue sword force was cut into pieces.

This scene not only made Lu Wenji's eyes bulge.

Even Qiao Tianyu, who saw this scene on the huge pit, showed an expression of inexplicable horror.

That is Lu Wenji's strongest defensive sword power, the Dingyue sword power.

In front of the snowflakes, it looked as fragile as paper.

"Who is the person who made the move? Is there anyone in Wudong who has ice-based magic that can reach this level?" Qiao Tianyu broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

Each of these snowflakes filling the sky has the power to kill.

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Fortunately, the person who attacked me did not intend to kill me, otherwise I would have died before Lu Wenji.

On the other side, although Dingyue's sword force was broken, it at least bought Lu Wenji a moment to catch his breath.

He had to force himself to summon up his spiritual power again and flew towards the huge pit without looking back.

Just as his feet touched the ground, he saw a scene that made him even more desperate.

It turned out that not only the huge pit was covered with snow, but the area within several miles where he had landed was already covered in silver.

The white snow all over the sky intertwined to form a dragnet, and the sky froze and the earth closed.

There may be hope of breaking through during my period of unbeaten streak.

But for me now, it is simply impossible.

A sense of inexplicable despair arose in Lu Wenji's heart.

"Ah!" Lu Wenji roared to the sky.

He couldn't accept the fact that he was the immortal seedling of Dingyue Sect.

Wudong is the best swordsman of the younger generation. He may even be able to reach the realm of palm life. It is impossible for him to die here.

"Kong Ju!" Lu Wenji called out Kong Ju's name out of strong resentment and indignation.

Then his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, trying to find Kong Ju. As long as he killed Kong Ju before the wind and snow came, he still had a chance of survival.

But he saw nothing.

He only saw the few monks who escaped from Xihuang Paradise with him and Qiao Tianyu.

This made Lu Wenji unable to even find anyone to fight with.

In the brief moment when he was stunned.

Whoosh! At this time, Bai Xue from behind rushed over with murderous intent.

The snow in front was mixed with cold wind, attacking from both sides.

The cold murderous intent had surrounded him on all sides, leaving him with no way to avoid or escape.

But Lu Wenji would not give up just like that. There was a fierce look in his eyes. He ignored the irreversible damage to his meridians caused by forcibly mobilizing spiritual power, and madly improved his cultivation.

Even though he was bleeding from all seven orifices and blood was gushing out of his mouth, he did not hesitate.

When he brought his cultivation to its peak, countless blood seeped out of his pores, and he became a bloody man.

"Kill!" With tremendous sword force, Lu Wenji swung his strongest sword towards the falling snow that was attacking from the front.

Bang! The overwhelming sword power condensed into a stone sword as big as a mountain, nearly a hundred feet long and towering.

The stone sword fell straight from the sky and collided with the snowflakes all over the sky.

Boom! The rolling sword force actually briefly shook away the snowflakes in the sky.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Tianyu's eyes sparkled and he sighed: "As expected of the number one swordsman in Wudong! His sword intent has reached perfection."

However, the snowflakes seemed endless. After the snowflakes were blown away, new snowflakes fell.

Constantly eroding the stone sword.

Finally, in Lu Wenji's desperate eyes.

Crack! The stone sword was cut into pieces in the snow.

The wind and snow were still strong and were overwhelming towards Lu Wenji.

The snow all over the sky gathered together and formed the shape of a dragon, roaring, and completely covered the area in an instant.

"No!" In the wind and snow, Lu Wenji pretended to be crazy and roared out in unwillingness.

Boom! The next moment.

The sound stopped abruptly.

Countless snowflakes blew through the place where Lu Wenji was standing, and the blood dyed the snowflakes red.

Qiao Tianyu and the five or six monks who had not walked far from the giant pit looked at him in disbelief.

Lu Wenji's body, which was already full of holes, was exposed.

His body had been pierced at least thousands of times, with dense scars all over his body, and not a single piece of intact skin could be seen.

And then in Qiao Tianyu's complicated eyes.

Plop! Lu Wenji, who had been a powerful figure in Wudong for a long time, slowly fell into a pool of blood, without a trace of life.

Po Yue Jian, who was ranked 20th on the Hidden Dragon List, died here, and a sword genius fell.

Everyone at the scene, whether it was Qiao Tianyu or the monks who witnessed the whole process, was silent.

The only sound at the scene was the whistling of endless wind and snow.

They felt a chill down their spine.

The dignified Lu Wenji, the master of the Breaking Yue Sword, died in front of them without even seeing anyone.

"Kong Ju! Lu Wenzhi called out Kong Ju's name before he died. Who is he!" Suddenly a monk reacted and asked the monk next to him in a trembling voice.

Everyone looked confused.

None of them were on the Hidden Dragon List, but they had heard of this person's name.

Only Qiao Tianyu remained silent for a while, and responded to them indifferently: "The unborn immortal seedling of Cangwu Sect once fought to a draw with Yuan Xiao, the immortal seedling of Cuijin Sect."

These two simple prefixes are enough to prove the importance of the name Kongqi.

Before his death, Lu Wenji called out Kong Ju's name, so it was undoubtedly Kong Ju who killed him! But what kind of Taoist magic could affect the environment to such an extent that the climate of this small world was changed.

Soon Qiao Tianyu found the answer from deep in his memory, and solemnly uttered five words: "Feng Tao's Funeral in Snow!"

Apart from the rumored number one ice-based Taoist method in Wudong, Qiao Tianyu could not find a second explanation.

If the magic before their eyes was really Feng Tao's Great Burial of Snow, then it meant that the inheritance of the Snow Drinking Ancestor, which had been lost for hundreds of years, had finally been born! Just as the monks were digesting the meaning of Lu Wenji's death and the name Kong Jue.

rustle!

Outside the frozen snow-covered ground, a figure slowly stepped onto the battlefield.

There wasn't a single snowflake on his body.

Every piece of snow that was about to fall on him would move aside and circle around him instead.

As he walked along, the wind and snow that had been murderous before now lingered around him like a gentle pet, like an elf in the snow.

It was not until he came closer that Qiao Tianyu could see his face clearly.

His face immediately froze and turned pale.

Isn't this the man who fought with me for the badge of the disciple of the blessed land under the huge pit? "He is Kong Ju!" Qiao Tianyu's back was already covered with cold sweat. He felt as if he had walked around the gates of hell without realizing it.

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