Xueyu peak, one of the nine peaks in the holy land of one yuan, is covered with ice and snow all day. Snowflakes fall like ice butterflies spreading their wings. It is beautiful. Countless snow lotus grow on the snow peak of more than 10000 meters and emit fragrance. Everyone who comes here will praise this beautiful scenery. It is really like a fairyland on earth.


    "The divine beauty of nature."


    At the foot of xueyufeng mountain, Lin Fan sincerely praised it. It''s hard to imagine this scene. You know, just three meters away, there is still a hot sun and full of spring, but within three meters, there are snowflakes falling, like endless ice butterflies, and like countless ice flowers withering. Many red plums are planted beside the path at will. Plum blossoms are full of a sad and beautiful feeling.


    "What is the nature of Zhong Shenxiu?" Chen Xuandong sneered: "this snow jade peak is not born."


    Lin Fan turned to look at him: "what do you mean?"


    Chen Xuandong looked up at the iceberg sent into the clouds and slowly said, "this is a prehistoric time ago, a strong man of geoday clapped it with one palm, and the cold frost soul force condensed."


    "What?"


    Lin Fan exclaimed in horror, "did prehistoric years take a palm and condense into a ten thousand foot cold mountain? And it has gone through endless years?"


    Chen Xuandong solemnly nodded: "it''s true, and there''s a sword edge. Take a closer look. It looks like a war sword, such as the array pattern peak. It''s said that it''s a startling array. The so-called ''peak'' is actually nothing but the Runes of the array."


    Lin Fan''s eyes were suspicious. He looked at the sword edge. The golden lightning Rune was bright in his eyes. Then his eyes tingled. The ten thousand feet of the sword edge seemed to really turn into a war sword under the peep of the lightning rune.


    There is also the array pattern peak. Originally, there are many green pines, spirit grass everywhere and cranes singing. However, under the eyes of lightning, everything is foggy. The green pines and spirit grass seem to grow in nothingness. You can see that those roots are rooted in nothingness.


    Lin Fan said, "don''t tell me that the sword edge is split by a man with a sword. Countless disciples of array pattern peak live in the void."


    Chen Xuandong took a look at Lin Fan and nodded: "before infinite years, a sword was repaired and a sword was chopped down, and the sword idea condensed into a mountain..."


    "Wait a minute... I think naoren hurts a little." Lin Fan patted his forehead.


    When a sword is cleaved down before the infinite years, the meaning of the sword condenses the mountain. After the infinite years, there is a sword cultivation that can frighten the mainland?


    As if sensing Lin Fan''s question, Chen Xuandong looked at Lin Fan and said, "what you worry about is true. The so-called sword edge repairing sword is actually just a wisp of sword meaning left by the strong man in prehistory, as well as the array pattern peak..."


    Lin Fan was shocked that it was really so!


    But how powerful cultivation is it to achieve this step?


    Huajian means entity, which seems to be able to construct life. Is this the power of creation?


    On that day, he took Le Yao away, and his words almost turned the whole Dalin County into a strong man in red. Can he reach this step?


    Lin Fan frowned and sighed at last. These things are really not what he can understand now.


    Li Guang asked strangely, "brother Chen, how do you know this?"


    Chen Xuandong smiled: "I know my talent can''t catch up with you, so I''m more concerned about the legend of the holy land. If you don''t understand, you don''t have to ask others."


    Lin Fan smiled and patted Chen Xuandong on the shoulder: "my brother, and your talent will not be worse than anyone in the future."


    Chen Xuandong smiled, like the mysterious lightning in his soul, jumping more happily.


    Wujian opened his mouth and said, "will this one yuan holy land be established because several strong people should leave their marks?"


    Chen Xuandong nodded: "the nine peaks have their own inheritance. It''s difficult to distinguish the strong from the weak. It''s just that the elder peak and the first peak don''t recruit disciples, and the holy land is really as general as you said. It was built because the strong left relics in ancient times."


    Hearing this, Lin Fan frowned because he knew that the establishment of the holy land was not so simple, at least not simply because of the existence of nine peaks.


    He has seen a past buried in the dust of history; This holy land was built by the first generation of monads, and in his perception, this first generation of monads is stronger than the strong ones who left traces.


    A disdainful male voice sounded: "hehe, just a few steamed stuffed buns, dare to talk about the origin of the holy land?"


    Lin Fan frowned. Unconsciously, they had reached the bottom of Xueyu peak, and the person who spoke was a young man in a white robe.


    Chen Xuandong asked in a deep voice, "who are you?"


    The man ignored him and seemed to ignore him as a weed. Then the man focused on Lin Fan and said, "are you Lin fan?"


    Li Guang is angry. Who is this? How dare you be so arrogant and ignore all of them!


    Lin Fan''s face sank: "my brother asked you, who are you? Don''t you hear? There''s something wrong with your ears?"


    The young man was so blocked on the road to climb Xueyu peak, obviously with bad intentions.


    "Something like an ant is not worth my breath." the young man sneered, then looked at Lin Fan contemptuously: "in fact, if you hadn''t done something damn 10000 times, an ant like you wouldn''t be worth my stay here?"


    Lin Fan''s tone was cold: "do you want to die?"


    The young man looked at Lin Fan mockingly and said, "die? It''s up to you? Even if I stand here and let you chop, can you move me at all?"


    Lin Fan''s killing machine flashed, and then his brain flashed: "are you the Holy Son of array pattern peak?"


    The young man nodded: "it''s me."


    Lin Fan sneered: "for qingluan?"


    The young man''s face was cold: "is the name of qingluan worthy of being called by maggots like you?"


    Lin Fan''s release was undisguised. This man was too rude. He used insulting words to them again and again, such as "mole ants" and "ant insects". Now it''s even worse. He used the most disgusting "maggots" to describe him. It''s too time to kill him!


    "Kill me?" the young man despised more: "you really don''t deserve Li Xun''s action... Don''t force me to slap you to death."


    "Buzz!"


    Lin Fan appeared with a halberd in his hand and pointed obliquely at Li Xun: "you try."


    Li Xun turned a blind eye to Lin Fan''s heavy halberd that seemed to collapse the void: "you''re not worth fighting..."


    The divine front on Wujian''s back was drawn out, and the cold light shone on 90 continents, with a murderous spirit surging.


    "It''s not enough to go together." Li Xun sneered. Then he looked at everyone, turned his head behind him, and stretched out his hand to point: "I randomly set up a small array, pointing only at Yinyuan territory. If you can break through and survive, I''ll give you a chance to fight."


    The ladder carved by xuanbing winds up all the way. There is only one way to climb Xueyu peak. At the beginning of the step, a large array covers the xuanbing ladder and blocks Lin Fan''s way.