Doomsday Sanctuary

At this time, in the southwest of Luofeng Valley, there is a thousand-mile snow-capped mountain, which is covered with snow all year round and never melts forever. On the highest mountain, stands a handsome middle-aged man in white clothes and black hair. Sword eyebrows are brilliant and heroic.

"Shenyingmen's supreme summoning order?"

He raised his head and lifted the golden eagle in the sky to spread its wings, a suspicion flashed in his eyes.

"Come on!"

Suddenly, he shouted in a deep voice.

A white figure flashed and appeared from nowhere. It had already appeared not far behind the white clothed man, bowing and saluting:

"Door!"

Without looking back, the black-haired middle-aged man said lightly:

"Check what happened. The Shenying Gate hasn't made the Supreme Summoning Order for ten years. Something big should have happened!"

"Yes!"

This person didn't talk nonsense, and responded, his body disappeared in the same place in a flash, as if he had never appeared before.

"Come on!"

Suddenly, the black-haired middle-aged man shouted in a deep voice again.

At this time, another white voice appeared on the clearing, saluting the middle-aged man with black hair:

"Door!"

The voice was crisp, and the white robe was obviously a young woman.

"Prepare the boat, let's go and see!"

The black-haired middle-aged man said lightly.

"Sect Master, don't you wait for the news?"

The white robe woman asked.

The black-haired middle-aged man said with a handsome smile on his face:

"Don't wait, this land has been silent for a long time, and finally I have to go and have a little fun to see who has offended the Shenyingmen again. We can't say we can save it!"

"It's the sect master, I will arrange it right away!"

The woman in the white robe answered.

Then with a wave of the white robe, a gust of wind and snow was stirred up, but the person disappeared instantly as the wind and snow fell.

Cang!

Suddenly, the black-haired middle-aged man had a long knife full of cold light in his hand, and his fingers lightly touched the long and narrow blade. The long knife seemed to tremble spiritually.

A hint of tenderness flashed in the eyes of the black-haired middle-aged man, as if he was stroking his lover's body, and muttered:

"Xueyin, you haven't devoted yourself to a fight for a long time, this time you might be able to give you a fight, and you will know Lu Changfeng's shock wind sword, and see how much progress he has made over the years!"

Hum!

The long sword shook like a roar of a tiger and a lion, and the sound shook the snow-capped mountain, as if the entire snow-capped mountain trembled instantly, and the snow in the sky became denser.

This person is Damo, the master of the cold knife gate, a high-level powerhouse of the magic phase realm, and the cold blade method with one hand is extremely awkward, leading the cold knife gate, and is the biggest competitor of the Shenying door. What's cheap!

The Handaomen are better than others, so there are not many people in the door, but most of them are elites, while the Shenyingmen has a wide collection of people, helping up to 100,000 people at a time, and there are no strong ones.

There is a good soldier in the two sides, and there are many people in the two sides. At a time, no one can help each other. Therefore, the hatred is getting bigger and bigger. Whenever there is a chance, the one will not let go of the chance.

Now watching the Shenyingmen issue a supreme summoning order, it is obvious that the Shenyingmen is in conflict with people, and it is likely that the strength is not weak. How can he not participate in this situation.

A minute later, several bow battleships flew away from the snow-capped mountains, and the strong speed rolled up the flying snow, and disappeared into the snow-capped mountains with a roar.

To the south of the snow-capped mountains, there are 100,000 li. It is close to the sea. With the sea, there is water. Therefore, the green here is much better. People can live better. The population density is much higher than inland.

There is a big city by the sea, with millions of people gathered in the city, the first-class surging is very lively, and among the crowds there is a young man with white hair and white clothes, walking on the street.

It's just that, it seems that everyone can't see him. Every step he takes, he collapses a hundred meters, flashing in the flow of people, and his spiritual consciousness sweeps, seeming to be looking for something!