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(Today's update … is a long chapter! It's more than the usual two chapters ~ ~)
Chapter 425 "Saint-level?"
Thousands of meters high on the snowy mountain, Du Wei already felt the weight of his body. After all, he did not have the capital of a Saint-level expert. At such a high altitude, the extreme lack of oxygen made it difficult for him to breathe.
However, there was probably no such thing as "altitude sickness" in this world.
All the way up, there was only a straight path to the sky — this was not an exaggeration. This was because the staircase in front of him was straight ahead, without any twists and turns. It was almost as steep as a ninety-degree staircase. Step by step, it made people dizzy.
Seeing Du Wei's difficulty, Chi Shuiduan took out a white ice bead from his pocket and handed it to Du Wei. He said lightly, "Put it in your mouth and keep it under your tongue. Don't swallow it." Then he took out another bead and gave it to Jojo.
Du Wei took it and did not hesitate. He immediately put it in his mouth and kept it under his tongue. Sure enough, he immediately felt a cool air coming from under his tongue and rushing to his head. This feeling made his whole body relax. The heavy and strenuous feeling was swept away. He took a deep breath and felt it was very smooth.
"This is a special item on the snowy mountain. After all, there are more than 200 wizards on the mountain all year round. Not everyone has the strength of a Saint-level expert. "
Chi Shuiduan glanced at Luoxue as he spoke.
Luoxue's face was gloomy. The King of Elves was a man of his words. Although he had the ability above the Saint-level and could recover from physical injuries at any time, he purposely left the small scratch on his face. At this moment, his face was cold. With his hands behind his back, he did not say a word and walked in the front all the way up.
Luoxue was not a fool. After he was injured, he did not rush to the top of the mountain in a fit of rage. Instead, he slowly walked up step by step. After a fierce battle with Chi Shuiduan, the King of Elves was not unscathed. He needed some time to recover.
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The steps below their feet were all carved out of ice … In fact, on such a high snowy mountain, it was very difficult to even find a stone. The extreme cold had caused everything to be frozen into ice, and these ice cubes were far harder than stone. Walking on the translucent ice steps, Du Wei silently looked into the distance …
There were a total of three thousand six hundred and fifty ice steps.
This was just the current number. It was said that a few decades ago, when the previous Shaman King Gu Lanxiu was still in power, there were only 3,640 steps — because Gu Lanxiu was the 364 Shaman King of the snowy mountains.
According to the tradition of the Snow Mountain, every time a new Magus King ascended the throne, the stairs would be expanded by ten steps.
Of course, Redwater Duan wouldn't be so bored as to talk to Du Wei about this. Du Wei already knew about this from his little captive, the disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect, Aylu.
At that moment, he deliberately said those words as he walked over.
"If this is the case, assuming the Snow Mountain can continue to be passed down, then no matter how high the mountain is … there will be a day when the stairs will expand bit by bit, and there will be a time when it will directly reach the bottom of the mountain. At that time, how can we increase the stairs? Should we dig underground? "
After hearing Du Wei's explanation, Siqiao couldn't help but ask.
Du Wei didn't know the answer to this question, so he maintained his silence. However, he deliberately glanced at Chi Shuiduan.
Chi Shuiduan's expression changed slightly. Then, as if nothing had happened, he turned his head back and glanced at Siqiao. He said lightly, "If there is a day when the stairs reach the ground … that is the moment when the Snow Mountain lineage reappears in the world — this is also the iron law left behind by the ancestors of the Snow Mountain."
Du Wei was silent.
He didn't know why, but he suddenly thought of something that didn't seem to have much to do with the Snow Mountain.
At that time, when he was on the Sacred Mountain of the Dragons, he saw the canyon in the Sacred Mountain. According to the Dragons, it was specially used to throw away the bodies and heads of the sinners … Moreover, the Dragons also had a strange rule: When the abyss is filled with the bodies of the sinners, then it is the time when the Dragons can remove their protection of the human world and regain their freedom!
It seems that these ancient places always have some strange and strange rules.
Three thousand six hundred and fifty stairs, all the way to the top of the Snow Bee.
When they were halfway up, on the two sides of the stairs, there was already a place that surprised Du Wei.
"This is the Snow Mountain."
On the top of the mountain, strange buildings were opened up on both sides. These buildings were all carved out of ice, whether it was the houses or the platforms … Du Wei even saw a few people wearing thin robes on the left side.
On the left side of the stairs, there was an exit. There was a platform that was about a hundred square meters, and there was even an "ice building" that was three stories high. A few people wearing sorcerer robes were sitting on the platform, cross-legged on the cold ground. Some of them had their heads down and were thinking hard. Some of them were lying on the ground, using their fingers to write and draw on the ice surface. Some of them even hugged their heads and thought for a while. Suddenly, they jumped up, stretched out their hands, and an ice sword appeared in the air. Then, they raised the sword and stabbed a few times. From Du Wei's point of view, the few moves they used were obviously very advanced martial arts. Unfortunately, after stabbing a few times, the person's face was full of distress. He threw the ice sword away and sat on the ground, hugging his head and thinking hard. It seemed that there was something that he couldn't figure out.
There were also a few people, far away at the edge of the platform, facing the bottomless abyss below. They stared blankly into the distance, without any reaction.
What was even more strange was that these people clearly saw Du Wei and the others coming up, but they didn't seem to have any reaction. No one even came over to ask about it. They just let Du Wei and the others go up the stairs.
Even if there were people who occasionally looked over, they only gave them an indifferent glance and then retracted their gaze, continuing to do their own things.
"Could it be that the top of the Snow Mountain can be entered and exited as one pleases?" Du Wei couldn't help but ask, "We just came up like this, and the people here don't care?"
"This is the Snow Mountain." Redwater Duan's answer was very calm, "The people here have been living in this damned place for a long time. Even if they had sharp edges, their temperament would have been smoothed out by the bitter cold over the years. The people here … … from the outside to the inside, have long been cold to the bone! Even their blood, I'm afraid, is already cold. "
Redwater Duan looked at the people on the platform who were doing their own things and suddenly smiled: "The people here are a bit better. After all, this is one of the three rooms of the Snow Mountain, 'Entering the World'. The wizards here, as long as their cultivation reaches the standard, they can obtain the qualifications to go down the mountain. So they will desperately cultivate and strive to become a qualified wizard, in order to leave this lifeless and cold place as soon as possible. Here, you don't need to pay attention to others, and others won't pay attention to you. Even after a year, you won't have the opportunity to speak a word or two to others. "
Du Wei's heart sank. Looking at the people sitting on the ice, he couldn't help but sigh.
"This place is nothing. Wait until you see the 'Scripture Room' and the 'Preparation Room', then you will know what true 'indifference' is!" Crimson Water Duan's expression was calm: "I grew up in a place like this since I was a few years old. At that time, I cultivated alone for a year and only spoke a few words to Bai River Chou and Lan Haiyue. Even when I left, I couldn't remember the names of some people. Here, you will know what true 'loneliness' is! "
Sure enough, after another two hundred or so levels, he saw a bigger platform on the right side of the mountain. But this time, there was not a single person on the platform! Behind the platform, near the mountain, there was a dense network of caves, like a beehive.
Standing on the stairs, one could faintly hear the sound of explosions coming from the caves. Some of them were emitting different colors of light.
"The people in the scripture room are true lunatics. Their only purpose in life is to study the various ancient things left behind by the Snow Mountain …. Witchcraft, martial arts, and some other things …. The people here are true monsters. Unless it's an order from the Shaman King, it's best not to disturb them. Of course, in this place, no one will disturb them. It's even said that the people here often don't take a step out of their caves for many years …. The only chance to see them is the great competition held once every ten years. "
Du Wei's heart was somewhat gloomy. Who would have thought that on top of the Snow Mountain, there was actually such a cold and indifferent place?!
When he saw the third platform, Du Wei knew that this was probably the highest level of the three rooms of the Snow Mountain, the "preparation room".
It was said that this was a place specially in charge of nurturing and training the young disciples of the Snow Mountain. Every year, the Magi who walked around the foot of the mountain would select a few outstanding young children and bring them up to the mountain to be nurtured as the legacy of the future generations of the Snow Mountain. The "preparation room" was a place specially used to nurture the future generations of the Snow Mountain.
But looking at this huge platform, it was completely empty. There was not even a shadow of a person. Du Wei was still in the midst of his astonishment when he was suddenly alarmed by a slight sound of something breaking through the air.
Looking up, he saw that on top of this platform on the mountain, between a cluster of icicles, there was a young boy of about ten years old standing there with his upper body naked.
His thin upper body, which had yet to develop properly, was exposed to the cold wind of the Snow Mountain. The sweat on his body had already condensed into small beads of ice. This young boy's face was as cold as an ice sculpture. In his hand, he was holding a slender icicle, facing the air and repeatedly doing the "stabbing" action.
Every time he stabbed, the icicle would emit a "chi chi" sound.
The young boy repeated this boring action again and again, but there was not the slightest bit of slack. Du Wei could see that the young boy's body was weak. He seemed to have reached the limit of his physical strength, and his arms were already somewhat weak.
Finally, with a "plop", the child's legs gave way and he fell to the ground. The icicle in his hand fell to the ground with a "ding" sound, and then rolled to the feet of Du Wei and the rest.
Du Wei bent down and picked up the icicle. Suddenly, he realized that the middle of the icicle was actually hollowed out, and there were a few small holes on it. No wonder … every time the child stabbed, there would be a sound of wind breaking through the air.
Du Wei took two steps forward and handed the icicle to the child. But this boy just silently took it without saying a word. He didn't even look at Duwei. Holding the icicle, he turned around and continued to do the simple and boring "piercing" action.
"This is the future disciple of the Snow Mountain that was trained in the" preparation room "!" Chi Shui Duan silently walked behind Du Wei. He looked at the young boy, and Chi Shui Duan's voice couldn't help but have a trace of strange emotion: "Back then … when I was his age, I was also like this. Every day I stood in this world of ice and snow, doing this repetitive stabbing practice, three thousand five hundred times a day! Until one day, when I used all my strength to stab once, and could do it without any sound, only then was I considered qualified. "
Du Wei was shocked!
He looked at the thin and weak boy, and looked at that childish face filled with numbness and coldness …
On the Snow Mountain, no wonder there were peerless experts like Granzon, Bai He Chou, Chi Shui Duan, and Lan Haiyue! Because, the people here were all going through this inhuman training!
"Little Du Wei, do you understand?" Chi Shui Duan's voice gently sounded: "The Snow Mountain is like a cage, a cage in this world of ice and snow! The people who live here have no feelings – even if they originally had feelings, they would slowly cool down in this cold and dry environment, and eventually become like those people you see! However, everyone was working hard. That was because, under the cold exterior, everyone knew that only by working hard would they have the chance to become a true Magus. Only then would they have the chance to walk down the snowy mountain and enter the warm human world! Only then can they have the chance to escape from this cold prison! Some people will succeed, and after they become magi, they can choose to enter the "world", and obtain the chance to walk down the mountain! Some people will fail, and die in the process of cultivation … and some people, in this place without any warmth, will gradually be assimilated, and become an emotionless ice person! They will slowly freeze their feelings and blood, and finally become a lunatic … just like those lunatics in the scripture room, they are already used to this kind of boring life, used to staying here for months and years, and finally choose to stay here and continue living like this … "
Finally, Chi Shui Duan said to Du Wei in a low voice: "Do you know? Since I came here … after I was ten years old, I have never smiled, and I have never seen anyone else smile! "
"Since it is such a place … then what is the meaning of its existence?"
The person who asked this question was not Du Wei, nor was it Jojo, but the Elf King Luoxue, who had not spoken since they came here.
Luoxue gently wiped the blood from the wound on his cheek, and looked at Chi Shui Duan: "Is it possible that the only meaning of the people on the Snow Mountain is to experience this kind of hardship?"
Chi Shui Duan's reaction to Luoxue's question was very strange. Although the two of them had just fought a fierce battle, Chi Shui Duan still answered Luoxue.
"I don't know." Chi Shui Duan's answer was very simple: "No one has ever told us."
Then he said something else, but it was to Du Wei: "Even our teacher, Granzon, has never explained it! I once asked him about it … "
"Oh? What did he say? "
"Teacher said that the Snow Mountain existed in the past, and it will exist forever … unless this world is destroyed!"
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Finally, the 3,650 steps were completed.
This was already the top of the Snow Mountain. What surprised Du Wei was that when he stepped onto the last step, the world suddenly became silent!
Originally, there would be constant gales on this kind of peak all year round. But after crossing this last step, all the movements in the surroundings became silent.
Looking up, the sky was silent. In the thick clouds, there seemed to be a gap that let in the sunlight, shining on the top of the mountain.
In front of him was an enormous platform. When he stepped on it, he felt it was very hard. When he looked down, he saw that the ground under his feet was shining on the ice. It was so smooth that it could even reflect one's figure.
On the enormous platform, the sunlight shone on the ice, creating a rainbow of colors, like a rainbow. This huge flat surface was like a public square.
"The Grand Competition that is held once every ten years is held here." Chi Shui Duan pointed forward and saw that in the center of the square, on a dozen steps, there was an enormous circular ice stone: "That is the seat of the Shaman King."
Du Wei looked at the position above … that ice stone was high up, but it looked so cold. Even if one sat on it, it would probably be uncomfortable!
Faintly, there seemed to be a small corridor behind the ice stone. It led all the way down, but no one knew where it led to.
Chi Shui Duan looked up and suddenly said in a low voice: "He's here …"
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Silently, a white figure slowly came out from behind the seat of the Shaman King. Wearing a snow-white robe, under the sunlight, it looked like it was emitting light. From afar, it looked like a god.
Bai Hechou stood there quietly. This was the first time Du Wei saw Bai Hechou in person. At first glance, this exceptional expert did not appear to have an outstanding appearance. However, when he stood there, his gaze swept over everyone present. In an instant, he had taken a glance at everyone present.
Everyone who was swept by his gaze felt as if he had seen through all the secrets in their hearts!
It wasn't strong, but those legendary peerless experts had an aura that made people feel awe. Bai Hechou just stood there, giving people a feeling of extreme tranquility … He just stood there, giving birth to a strange illusion in Du Wei's heart:
He was here! In the past, and now, even if thousands of years passed, he would still be here.
For the first time in his life, Du Wei actually felt this kind of "eternal" feeling from a person!!
This was no longer a feeling of "strong" or "weak", but … this man in front of him seemed to be an eternal existence!!
"Bai Hechou! I'm back! "
The first to speak was Chi Shui Duan. He stared at the man in the distance, the one he hated his whole life. Chi Shui Duan's whole body emitted a strong aura, igniting his fighting spirit in an instant. This kind of violent aura made Du Wei and Jojo who were standing beside him feel suffocated.
Bai Hechou, on the other hand, stood there quietly.
The two have known each other for a long time. Chi Shui Duan tried his best to release his aura, but no matter how hard he tried, Bai Hechou just stood there in front of him. He didn't move, didn't speak, and even his breathing was clear.
After a while, Bai Hechou … he …
He actually smiled!!
Without the slightest doubt, Chi Shui Duan could clearly see that the opponent he hated his whole life was smiling from the corner of his mouth, and then this smile gradually spread.
In an instant, Chi Shui Duan felt that his aura was completely suppressed. Originally, they were full of anger, full of fighting spirit, full of violent oppression, but in the face of White River Sorrow's smile, it was easily dispelled!
"Duan, you're back." Bai Hechou's voice fell into Chi Shui Duan's ears word by word, "Tell me, is this the person who hurt you?"
As he spoke, Bai Hechou stretched out a finger and pointed at Luoxue in the distance.
Being pointed at, Luoxue felt as if his whole body had fallen into warm water. This kind of warm feeling made Luoxue's heart turn cold!!
This feeling of being enveloped by the opponent's aura made Luoxue very uncomfortable. He immediately took a deep breath and spoke.
"Are you the one who hurt my face?" Luo Xue lightly shook his wrist, and the silver thread lightly slid down from his wrist. After that, it lightly wriggled like a spirit snake … Luo Xue had already slowly walked up. With every step he took forward, he felt as if he was walking in water, and every step seemed to exhaust an enormous amount of mental energy! But the proud Elf King still said proudly, "I said, I'll come up and kill you!"
Bai Hechou's eyes fell on the silver wire on Luoxue's wrist. He seemed to have stared at it for a long time — but also seemed to have only glanced at it.
It seemed that in front of Bai Hechou, everything became so strange and unpredictable.
"Your weapon doesn't seem to belong to this world." Bai Hechou's words made Luoxue's expression change. "You're an elf, right?"
Luoxue's expression was grave. He stopped, and the silver wire fell into his hand. Luoxue's voice was unprecedentedly solemn. "That's right! This is the holy weapon of my Elf Race! It's a strand of hair left by the Elf God in this world! "
Bai Hechou nodded and didn't seem very surprised. But below, Du Wei's heart suddenly jumped when he heard this answer!
The hair of the Elf God? Then, it seemed that the Northern Sin had already received the protection and help of their God?!
"Elf, you're very strong." Bai Hechou still seemed to be smiling. "I originally thought that in this world, I was the only one who could defeat Duan … But now it seems that you're the strongest opponent I've found in this world. I'm very satisfied with you … Come on. "
This "come on" seemed to have a faint trace of expectation. Luoxue's expression also returned to normal. He knew that in front of such a strong opponent, he couldn't show the slightest impatience before he attacked!
It was the exact opposite of what Du Wei expected! Luoxue's attack wasn't as earth-shattering as he had imagined. The Elven King, on the other hand, only paused for a moment before slowly taking a step forward.
At the same time, the silver on his wrist straightened in the air and gently pointed at Bai Hechou.
This point seemed so gentle that it couldn't even pierce through a piece of paper. But when Bai Hechou saw this, the smile in his eyes deepened.
"Very good, you didn't let me down."
One step!
In Du Wei's view, Luo Xue was still far away from Bai Hechou, but after this step, the two of them "seemed" to be standing together!
It was as if the distance between the two of them had suddenly disappeared in this space!
A sharp howl suddenly sounded out from Luo Xue's mouth, and the silver thread immediately swung down like a whip!
There was no sound at all, but wherever the silver thread passed, even space seemed to be cut apart by the thin silver thread! With a crack, the Shaman King's throne behind Bai Hechou, the huge ice rock, split into two halves. On the ground, between Luoxue and Bai Hechou's feet, a deep and thin crack immediately appeared on the originally smooth and flat ice surface! If one looked carefully, this thin crack was so deep that one couldn't even see the bottom!!
Duwei saw this and a strange idea suddenly popped up in his mind.
Broken painting?!
Luoxue's strength had reached the level of broken painting?!
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When the silver thread fell, it severed the space between the two of them. As the space was severed, everything in the space, including the Shaman King's throne, the square, and even the mountain rocks behind them, all of them were silently severed!
But Bai Hechou, who was standing in the "painting", was still standing there with a smile on his face.
At some point, the silver thread was in front of Bai Hechou, but it couldn't fall any further.
Bai Hechou's finger seemed to slowly stretch out, and then gently tap on the silver thread …
His every movement, every detail, was so clear, so gentle, so slow … So slow that even Du Wei could see it so clearly!
However, after this flick, a ripple immediately appeared on the silver thread! This ripple rippled back little by little, and along the silver thread, a slight vibration arc was transmitted to Luoxue's wrist! The Elf King's face immediately changed, and the scream in his mouth stopped abruptly. Suddenly, he retreated!
With a whoosh, his silver thread was flung back first, and then his body directly retreated dozens of steps, almost to the edge of the stairs behind him!
The Elf King's beautiful face was full of purple gas. Finally, he stood firmly at the edge of the stairs, and his eyes were full of horror as he looked at Bai Hechou!
"No! Impossible! " Luoxue murmured. He lowered his head and thought for a while. When he raised his head, he looked at Bai Hechou with a determined expression and stepped forward again.
This time, the silver thread in his hand suddenly shook slightly and twisted in the air. Like a knot, it finally formed the outline of a bow!
With every step Luoxue took, the purple light around him became stronger and stronger. When he took the tenth step, the strong purple light around him made Du Wei and Jojo, who were standing on the platform, feel as if they were standing next to a purple sun!
Finally, Luoxue stopped, but suddenly grabbed the "bow" formed by the silver thread and made a posture of "drawing the bow and putting an arrow on the bow" …
Chi!
This sound came from the bow, but it was not the sound of something breaking through the air! A seemingly very fine purple light shot out from Luo Xue's fingertip. It streaked through the air at a strangely slow speed. The soft sound was faintly discernible, but it had already pierced through space!
Following the trajectory of this purple light, tiny cracks began to appear in space. It was as if someone had poked a hole in the middle of a picture!
Behind Bai Hechou, there seemed to be a roar in the distance. Where he was, the ice stones behind him had silently turned into powder. The ice on the ground and the steps around him had all silently shattered under the trajectory of this purple light!
This power didn't directly affect them. Instead, it directly destroyed the space they were in, the "painting" that they were in!!
The purple light had already arrived in front of Bai Hechou. Although it was slow, for a person, as long as they were in this space, there was no way to dodge!!
In the face of such formidable power, Bai Hechou's smile deepened by three points.
He suddenly reached out and plucked something from his waist!
His … scimitar!!
Seeing this scene, Du Wei's heart suddenly skipped a beat!
Was Bai Hechou's scimitar about to be unsheathed?!
No!
He gently placed the scimitar and scimitar in front of him.
Silently, the purple light shot into the scimitar's scimitar and was silently split in half! Then, with a buzzing sound, the two halves of the purple light shot towards both sides at the same time …
A loud roar sounded in everyone's ears. Everyone could clearly see that the two purple lights were separated by Bai Hechou's scimitar, almost sticking to Bai Hechou's body as they shot towards both sides. Soon, in the roar, even the snow mountain was faintly trembling!
Looking around, among the mountains, one on the left and one on the right, there were two lone peaks that were hit by the purple light. The entire mountain suddenly collapsed!!!
That roar was accompanied by the collapse of the mountain, ice and snow falling, fog rising into the air. After what seemed like a century, Luo Xue was completely dumbfounded.
Luoxue was completely stunned. He stood there and stared at Bai Hechou. After a long time, he muttered three words, "Impossible …"
Bai Hechou slowly put down his scimitar, but with his other hand … finally! He grasped the hilt of the scimitar!!
However, the smile on his face faded bit by bit.
"Pity, really a pity." Bai Hechou's tone was filled with loneliness. He looked at Luo Xue and said faintly, "This is the second time I've been disappointed … Last time, I thought I finally found an opponent worthy of my scimitar, but I was disappointed to find that the opponent had died a thousand years ago."
Du Wei immediately understood that Bai Hechou was referring to the last time he fought with Shrines, Pope. Pope used the power of Aragon's badge to force Bai Hechou to make an exception and draw his scimitar once.
"… This time, I was really surprised when I saw you." Bai Hechou looked at Luo Xue, his tone calm to the extreme! He slowly said, "You can defeat Duan … and you actually showed the strength of a painting … I thought I finally found an opponent worthy of my scimitar. Unfortunately, you disappointed me, elf. "
Chi …
There was a crisp sound, and a soft light like the moon slowly flowed out of Bai Hechou's scabbard. The blade gradually revealed its true colors from the scabbard!
Bai Hechou's voice was still filled with endless loneliness and a touch of sadness, "… Elf, your strength is probably the closest to mine in this world. Unfortunately, from your performance just now, although you've barely reached the level of being able to break a painting … you're only relying on the silver strand in your hand. So, your true strength is still only above the Saint level, you haven't broken through … It's a pity that I, Bai Hechou, still haven't found a suitable opponent … Instead, it's a strand of God's hair … Alas, you're only a Saint level. "
Before he finished speaking. A soft light silently floated out from Bai Hechou's scimitar!
This light was like mercury spilling on the ground, pervasive like the sun shining on the earth. Although it looked soft, it was unstoppable!
Luoxue only had time to raise his wrist, and the silver strand in his hand madly twisted and danced. But under this soft light, the silver strand suddenly froze in the air!
The next moment, the silver strand suddenly vibrated strangely, and finally, under the light of the scimitar, it broke into countless pieces inch by inch!!
When countless pieces of the silver strand fell to the ground, Luoxue suddenly felt a faint pain on his wrist. He looked down and saw a tiny red mark on his wrist, and the silver strand had already fallen off.
Luo Xue only felt that his heart had also instantly shattered into countless pieces at this moment along with the breaking of the silver thread! The feeling of powerlessness from head to toe had spread to his whole body!
Broken … broken?!
With a plop, Luoxue had already knelt on the ground, quietly looking at the pieces on the ground. His eyes were filled with despair.
The sacred weapon worshipped by the Elf Tribe, the guardian weapon given to the Elf Tribe by the Elf God, was so easily broken by this human?!
Bai Hechou quietly walked in front of Luoxue. He calmly walked over with the scimitar pointed to the ground. Luoxue looked up at the man in front of him, only to feel that under the other's shadow, his face seemed to be hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see it clearly no matter how hard he tried!
"Go back, Elf." Bai Hechou's voice clearly fell into the Elf King's ears. "Since you can get this weapon from the Elf God, you must be able to communicate with the gods … Then, tell your gods for me …"
"Wh … what?"
"Tell them." Bai Hechou's voice seemed to be inhuman at this moment. "Tell them … Soon, a new name will be added to the Divine Register:"
Speaking of this, the Witch King bent down and looked at the Elf King. "Bai Hechou!"
Luoxue's whole body suddenly trembled uncontrollably. He looked at Bai Hechou. "You … You …"
"Saint-level?" Bai Hechou seemed to be smiling. "I'm not one anymore."
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Student, I see that you have a unique physique and are really a one in a million martial arts prodigy, so I'll buy this Devil's Law for you. I hope you can practice it well, and in the future, I'll leave the responsibility of maintaining world peace to you!
As for the price … Use your monthly ticket to exchange for it ~ ~
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