Amu, I'm coming back! Leng Yu's words made Murong Haiqing and Han Bingyi both shocked, and it seemed that they were a little sudden.

"Really?" Murong Haiqing, his body moved slightly, and flew directly to Leng Yu's side, seemingly a little incredulous.

"Of course it's true, how could Master lie to you?" Leng Yu said with a faint smile.

"When?" Murong Haiqing asked again.

"The snow of the holy mountain is warm, it must be the opening of the boundary gate, and the immortal power is the result. It should be, just today!" Leng Yu's eyes were far away, "I hope Amu doesn't return empty-handed!"

"Senior brother, never!" Murong Hai Qingdao, then turned his head to look at Han Bingyi, "Bingyi, senior brother is back today!"

"Hmm!" Han Bingyi smiled slightly, and then bowed to Leng Yu, "Holy Spirit, Bingyi is going to practice, retire first!"

The purple clothes are far away, lonely and lonely.

Murong Haiqing couldn't help frowning slightly, and said, "Master, why did Amu return, but Bingyi didn't see the color of joy?"

Leng Yu smiled faintly, did not answer Murong Haiqing's question, but looked at her and said, "Qing'er, you said that Amu came back, what will happen to the realm?"

"Huh?" Murong Haiqing was stunned, not knowing how to answer. In fact, in her opinion, Amu naturally only needs to defeat him. However, she didn't want to admit it.

Leng Yu smiled.

"Qing'er, Amu is probably far better than you!"

Murong Haiqing, after listening to Master's words, couldn't help but purse his lips and said unconvinced: "Master, all these years. I'm working hard. Back then, when the senior brother left, it was just a catastrophe. I'm on the Holy Mountain. If you teach it personally, you may not be worse than your brother!"

Leng Yuwan smiled and said, "Qing'er, you are working hard. However, many things cannot be achieved by hard work. For thousands of years, Bingyi, don't you work hard?"

Murong Haiqing. Knowing that the master was right, he still pouted slightly.

"A woman with a vein of the sea may never be better than a man with a vein of the sea!" Leng Yu smiled bitterly. Whether it's Canghai Magu. It's still yourself, I'm afraid it's all like this.

"If you don't see each other, you can't see each other, and if you are affectionate, you still seem to be ruthless!" Leng Yu looked at the tumbling sea of clouds, "Qing'er." The realm of Bingyi. Compared with you, how can you stand by Amu's side?"

"Now, she is in the True Immortal Ninefold, and she has stopped. So, when Amu returns, she is both happy and worried! Amu's realm is not high, she may be able to see Amu. If. Amu's realm is too high, I'm afraid she will avoid it!"

Murong Haiqing frowned, in fact, she understood that the master was reasonable.

Han Bingyi, in her bones, has her own dignity and pride. Otherwise, Han Bingyi would not have taken care of Amu for three hundred years, but after Amu woke up, he avoided it.

"Master!"

"Hmm!"

"Senior brother is back, I want to challenge him!" Murong Haiqing shook his body, and then followed Han Bingyi.

"Challenge?" Leng Yu couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then a smile appeared on his face. The women in the sea are really interesting people.

Is this a fight?

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The holy mountain of the Three Realms, warm snow is slightly raised. The northern wilderness and cold plains are also constantly blizzard.

The North Han Sect, the north peak of the town, the black fog is still there.

The seven peaks in the north of the town are still as they were at the beginning, and the colors are blurred. On the top of the peak, the hard work is still sitting cross-legged. Seven-colored runes, brilliance flows.

That was back then, the magic of forbidden pictures passed on by the demon lang! just to suppress his own wisp of demon soul.

Under the moat, there is a demon soul of the demon lang. Thousands of years ago, Ziyou Jin Feng sang a song of hatred, which once caused a disturbance, but was jointly sealed by the painstaking son and the Arctic Immortal.

Later, after the battle of Brahma and Blackwater. Lishui Dai Amu once returned to the Northern Han Sect to give the bitter heart pill to extend his longevity, and at the same time, he also blessed the seal to make it more secure.

Therefore, today's Zhenbei Peak Seal can be described as impregnable. It's just that the true body of the painstaking son, accustomed to sitting like that, still does not move for thousands of years.

It's just that in Zhenbei at this time, there is not only one hard worker.

On another mountain, the black-clothed painstaking man was sitting and drinking with an old man in white and silver-haired clothes. In the wind and snow, lying high on the snowy mountain, raising a glass and drinking, it is a turn over the scenery.

"Hehe!" the black clothes were bitter, holding the wine cup, and their true colors did not change.

His realm is still the middle level of the first soul. Because, when he was painstaking, he suffered a heavy blow, and his lifelong realm will not be improved again. If the real body doesn't enter, this doppelganger won't enter again.

If so, if there is no elixir brought back from the water back then, it will continue to live for a thousand years, in fact, the painstaking son has long since run out of oil. Soul Scattering Cultivator, nine thousand years, is the limit, and the painstaking son has long been exceeded.

"Old man, why do you have time to come and see me?" said the black-clothed man with a bitter smile.

The silver-haired old man in white on the opposite side was actually none other than the Arctic Immortal of the Arctic Immortal Sea, but now he had finally broken through the shackles and gone one step further, but the True Immortal Realm.

In fact, the Arctic Immortal has not been promoted for many years. It's just that later, with the guidance of Murong Haiqing, he finally entered the immortal path.

"Quiet and thoughtful!" The Arctic Immortal Weng smiled and said, "The entire cold plain is the one you can talk to me the most, so naturally I will come to see you first!"

"Hehe!" the black man sighed bitterly, "It's okay." I'm hard! Amu, the elixir of the past, yes! Let me, an old man, pick up a big bargain for a thousand years. ”

"You're bitter!" the Arctic Immortal sighed, "For the sake of the sea wilderness, you have sat here for eight thousand years. One qiē, it's all fruit!"

Listening to the words of the Arctic Immortal, the black-clothed man smiled bitterly, didn't say anything, just drank the wine in the cup violently. Then, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the frozen moat in the distance.

"As a demon servant, what the demon lang entrusts is the meaning of survival!" The black-clothed man worked hard, and looked at his true body on the north peak of the town, "Unless he and I are both dead, we will definitely honor the order of the demon lang forever!"

"Hehe!" the Arctic Immortal raised his glass and said with a smile, "Die, die." Wait for Amu to come back! Maybe, you can live forever? But you can die with me in the future. lest I live lonely!"

The Arctic Immortal, has ascended to the true immortal, with a lifespan of 30,000 years. Hardworking, if he is together, there will naturally be many years. It's just that he said that his bitter words were unlucky, but he didn't realize it. His own words sounded awkward.

"Hehe!" the black man thought bitterly, thinking of Amu. There is a sense of pride from the bottom of my heart. Because, back then, it could be regarded as him who led Amu into the devil.

On the north peak of the town, he even guided the soul dance technique for three years. He passed it on to Amu.

It's just that. The past is embarrassing, but now Amu's achievements are beyond his reach. It's just that there was a qiē in the past, a painstaking child, which is enough to comfort his life.

"Amu, that's good! I really miss him!" the black man smiled heartily. That moment. His somewhat erratic soul body seemed to exude a strange brilliance.

"!" said the black-clothed man. Raise a glass of pride.

The Arctic fairy also laughed.

One black and one white, two old monsters, clinking glasses violently, quite happy. However, it was their last drink.

A true immortal, a scattered soul, it should be said that the realm of both of them is not low. Moreover, in today's Northern Han Sect, there is no shortage of realm robbery powers.

However, no one could stop the footsteps of the two people.

It was two people, one tall and one short. The tall ones are slightly fat, and the short ones are dwarfs. They were all dressed in black robes and hats on their heads.

Up and down the entire Northern Cold, at this time, no one could find the existence of these two people, or even feel their breath.

Because, the realm of the two of them is too high.

The Northern Han Sect's mountain protection array has been upgraded, even true immortals should not break through. However, in front of these two people, it has no effect at all.

Moreover, the two men in black did not forcibly disperse the big array, but easily passed through the big array. This is actually more difficult.

The Northern Cold Mountain Protection Formation did not react at all. Not only the big array, but also the black mist shroud that the painstaking people had always been proud of, had no effect on them.

Those two people, one tall and one short, came by stepping on the snow in the void, which seemed a little funny. However, they walked slowly, but they took a thousand miles.

If there are monks from the Northern Han who see them, they will definitely think that they are either monsters or not the beings of this world. That's beyond their comprehension.

The formation, the black mist, couldn't stop them at all.

When the black-clothed bitter man and the Arctic fairy were drinking and talking, they were actually standing not far away. However, no one found their save.

True immortals, in front of them, are not worth mentioning at all.

"Is this the case?" asked the short man Black.

"You can't be wrong!" replied slightly chubby, "Here, there is a demonic breath!"

"Demon clone!hehe! What a gift!" The short man in black sneered twice.

"Let's fight quickly, don't alarm the characters in the north!" said the slightly chubby man in black.

"Okay!I'll kill those two Xiao Xiu, you break the seal and take away the remnant soul of the Demon Lang!" The short man said, "But, be careful, the forbidden map on that peak!"

"Don't worry! I've laid down the barrier. ”

The words of the two men in black were the only ones they could hear.

At this time, the bitter son and the Arctic fairy were drinking.

Suddenly, the wine glass in the hands of the Arctic Immortal froze, and the bitter fairy on the north peak of Zhenbei also opened his eyes at the same time.

It's not that the true body of the bitter man, the realm is the same as that of the Arctic Immortal, but the forbidden picture under him has a strange reaction.

"Someone!" said the Arctic Immortal as soon as he spoke. A dwarf-like figure swept in front of him and the black-clothed painsman.

"Huh!" the dwarf smiled seekingly. However, whether it was the bitter son or the Arctic immortal, they didn't see the dwarf's appearance clearly at all.

At that moment, all they could hear was voices.

"It's fun for old friends to die together!" That was the Arctic fairy and the painstaking man, and the last painting of the man in black he heard was also the last perception.

Endless power, imprisoned a qiē, even consciousness.

On the mountain peak, the black-clothed dwarf just waved one hand.

Whew――

The black and white blood mist rose up. Probably, on the sea wilderness, no one would have imagined that the black-clothed hard-working man and the Arctic fairy would die like this.

Fang Cai's words were still in his ears, but he disappeared in an instant.

No resistance, no sound.

That's not at all the same storage zài!

On the north peak of the town, the only one who has a chance to resist is the true body of the painstaking son, not because of the realm, but because of his position. The forbidden picture under him, like a dragon rising, seven colors of light, soared into the sky.

The forbidden picture of the magic lang is extraordinary.

However, at that moment, the moat that more than 1,000 years of tranquility.

Boom -

Like thunder in the ears, see the distance again, thousands of feet of snow and dust, straight to the sky. (To be continued......)