Same woman, different fate.

Sometimes, this world is so cruel. The two inheritors face off, each doing their best.

Shen Yan and Dongfang Huan were seriously injured almost at the same time. However, one fell into the snow and the other fell into his arms. Fortunately, Dongfang Huan has no memory of his past life, otherwise how can he be embarrassed?

"Sister!" Dongfang Muxiu swept away, and when he arrived in front of Dongfang Huan, he wanted to help Dongfang Huan up.

Dongfang Huan's face was pale, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, but he was conscious.

"Brother, I'm fine-" Dongfang Huan smiled reluctantly, and then struggled and stood up alone. At that moment, in fact, Dongfang Huan didn't understand.

Why? She must have struggled, standing tall, and she didn't even want her brother to help her.

At this time, the smoke gradually dissipated, and the immortal power swept away. Snowflakes are falling from the sky. The white flowers seemed to be falling for the entire Northern Han Sect.

Thousands of miles, a piece of ruin.

Through the wind and snow, far away.

Dongfang Huan saw the handsome man in Tsing Yi and hugged the purple-clothed nun in his arms. Even though they are on the battlefield of life and death, they can rely on each other.

The man in Tsing Yi had endless green glow scattered on his body, and none of the falling snow had ever fallen on Shen Yan.

That is a kind of happiness! However, for Dongfang Huan, it is out of reach.

Inexplicably, Dongfang Huan frowned slightly, feeling a pain in his chest. She didn't like that scene very much, but she didn't know why.

"Brother, is that the heir of the sea?" Dongfang Huan, his eyes narrowed slightly. Under the stunning face, there is no hatred. But it's boring.

"That's good!" Dongfang Muxiu naturally saw the scene of Amu coming from the void and catching Shen Yan. couldn't help but feel unwilling for her sister-in-law, and said coldly, "He is the heir of the sea - Amu." ”

"Very good!" Dongfang Huan suddenly smiled. Then, with a light lift, Dongfang Huan gently brushed away the blood stains on the corners of his mouth and the blood stains on his blue skirt. It has been magically removed.

She wants to wear a blue dress, which is as stunning as ever. Merely. That's all a subconscious action.

"Brother, I will complete the order of the Immortal Venerable!" Dongfang Huan smiled, and then flipped his hand, and it was a pill to swallow. At this time. Although he was wounded. But Dongfang Huan can still fight again with the power of medicine.

Immediately, his mind moved, and the blue shadow flashed. Dongfang Huan was already standing not far from Amu.

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"You're here!" Shen Yan felt Amu's embrace, which was very warm. Although in the Danhai, the breath is chaotic, but in Amu's arms. A qiē has become stable.

"Hmm!" Although at this time, Amu was murderous. But to Shen Yan, he will be gentle, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Shen Yan smiled.

"Okay! You take a break in the back. One qiē, hand it over to me!" Amu gently sent it with one hand, and a piece of immortal power directly wrapped Shen Yan and sent it to Liruo and the others.

"Descendant of the Demon Lang—"

"Descendants of the Sea—"

"Amu-"

"Wang Han—"

Now, the mountain gate of the Northern Han Sect has been destroyed. On this night, most of the monks who participated in the battle, regardless of which side, had fallen.

However, the remaining strength is still gradually gathering and concentrating.

Too wild, in the Oriental family, there are strong people in zài, about 1,000 people, standing in one place. Dongfang Muxiu, Lu Cun Xingjun stood at the forefront.

On the side of the Northern Han Sect, it is relatively rare. The Arctic Immortal Sea also killed and injured most of them. The total number of the two sides is only more than 100 people.

It's still two camps. It's just that there are no mountains in sight anymore. On both sides, separated by the vast snow, there is also the new sinkhole.

Amu, glanced at the Northern Han Sect, his pupils shrunk. The murderous demonic intent in his heart was still rising.

Northern Han Sect!

Once, he was away from the water, drinking and singing in the backyard courtyard. Once, he practiced alone in the Luoyun Cliff Tianzi Cave. Once, the bamboo forest Qinghu where purple jade and ice fairies were buried.

That qiē is no longer there.

The Northern Han Sect has a very special meaning for Amu.

Amu is a disciple of Wang Jue and a descendant of the sea. Subsequently, the identity that Amu first thought of must be a disciple of the Northern Han Sect. That is, Amu's first immortal gate in the true sense.

There, Amu gradually became an immortal from a mortal.

The first storage bag, the first root nourishment, the first coffin remnants......

Now, when I think of the past, it is like a different life.

Mei Wangnan, Mei Lingfeng, Yang Yun, Han Zixiang, etc., even those who once wanted to put Amu to death, Amu didn't have the slightest hatred when he thought about it.

When people go from mortal, they really become immortals.

You will only think how ridiculous and naïve you used to be.

Memories of youth, endless beauty. Over the years, the Northern Han Sect has precipitated in Amu's heart, only warmth and beauty.

The uninhibited hard-working son, the true brothers who share the same joys and sorrows, and the Beihan purple clothes that are different from others no matter what.

Amu still remembers that in front of life and death, he once promised the cold thousands of miles - Amu will live up to the northern cold in this life!

However, tonight, Amu understood that every qiē of the Northern Han Sect was actually caused by him.

Amu's heart is dripping blood.

Senior Sister Ziyun, the first seat of Bai Yifeng. These, Amu back then, the people he was once familiar with, all fell on this night. Behind Amu, there seems to be only the demon servant Han Qianli, alone in white.

However, at this moment, Amu's face was very calm. It's just that this calmness suffocates everyone.

Between heaven and earth, there was only the sound of snow, and the rest was silent.

At that moment, Dongfang Huan, dressed in blue, stood quietly opposite Amu. At that moment, Han Bingyi woke up leisurely and looked at Amu's solid back.

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"Dongfang Huan!" Amu looked at Dongfang Huan, his tone was very calm.

Amu, I don't care at all, why Dongfang Huan became a black gauze girl, and how the black gauze girl became Dongfang Huan again.

In his world, Dongfang Huan is just an ordinary passerby, maybe he should be regarded as an enemy.

Her qiē has nothing to do with Amu. However, the entanglement of fate always seems to be sending this woman to himself.

"Do you know me?" Dongfang Huan looked at Amu, his expression was actually calm.

"Actually, I don't want to know you!" Amu looked at him and sighed slightly.

Dongfang Huan frowned. Perhaps, it would be extremely rude to say to a beautiful woman that you don't want to know her.

"Descendants of the sea! Tonight, you and I will have a fight!" Dongfang Huan, the blue ribbon fluttering on his body, did not say anything more.

At this time, the Netherworld Reincarnation Bead was already floating above Dongfang Huan's head. One hundred and eight gray beads, shining brightly.

"Hehe!" Amu glanced at the Netherworld Reincarnation Bead, then looked at Dongfang Huan again, and said with a slight smile, "You and I are fighting?

"Tonight, all the people who come to destroy the Northern Cold will die here, and no one will be left!" Amu's words gradually became cold, but they were very clear.

In the wind and snow, that sentence reached everyone's ear drums.

It was a sentence of death.

Dongfang Huan's face changed. Because, Amu's words are too calm and too decisive.

"Wait a minute, I'll kill him first!" Amu's tone was calm.

However, before the words fell, Amu had already disappeared.

A blue light pierced the void. Amu, it was not someone else who was running to, but Nalu Cun Xingjun.

That is, the person Amu had already wanted to kill. In fact, tonight, Lu Cun Xingjun has no intention of going back alive.

The moment Amu appeared, he knew that there was going to be this moment.

Therefore, seeing Amu flying over, Lu Cun Xingjun was also very calm. Because, he's ready. He didn't retreat, because he knew he couldn't hide.

Life and death, for the Taihuang Xingjun, is just a formality. It's just that at the last moment, as soon as Lu Cun Xingjun raised his hand, the green jade wrench that had been on his hand a long time ago flew into the air in an instant.

"Scatter-" Lu Cun Xingjun shouted violently.

Whew-Whew-Whew-Wow

Black mist surged, thousands of war horses, endless armor.

It turned out to be one of the millions of ancient heavenly soldiers lent to Xiao Luo by the Hades Venerable back then.

100,000 ancient heavenly soldiers and a piece of armor and black clothes. For a time, the fighting spirit was like the wind, and the dark spirit became a cloud. This is the last obstacle left for Amu by Lu Cun Xingjun.

"Even if I am destroyed, the desolation will last forever!" Lu Cun Xingjun smiled indifferently and regarded death as home. Up and down its body, endless black rays rose.

The three gravity of the immortals, play the extreme.

Self-destruct!

That kind of power, I'm afraid it can hurt the original immortal. Lu Cun Xingjun, a slightly chubby body, skyrocketed in an instant, like a balloon.

That qiē is all in an instant.

However, Amu didn't give him a chance. Because, Amu is faster.

Poof――

Canghai Town Dragon Whip, a black light, directly pierced the head of Lu Cun Xingjun.

Bang -

Then, the fairy power was suddenly discharged and dispersed.

The last Star Monarch of the Desolation on the Sea Wilderness has fallen!(To be continued......