The Arctic snow plain is empty and uninhabited. It is not suitable for human survival. Even the upper environment can be frostbitten here. This jihad is destined not to be known by the common people. Only saints are qualified to watch the war.
The saint of fraternity pushes ye QingHan to walk alone in the snow field. The snowflakes are flying, the cold wind is howling, frozen for millions of miles, and several snow lotus are swaying in the wind. Even thorns are not suitable for survival.
Snowflakes fluttered and dyed their hair white. On the contrary, the saint of fraternity slowed down. He leaned over ye QingHan''s shoulder and said with a smile, "is this a white head together?"
WOW!!!
The snow dances to form a snowman. The snow dances to form big characters. In the twinkling of an eye, it collapses.
The saint of fraternity pursed a smile and pushed ye QingHan forward. His smile was like a flower, more beautiful than snow, more gorgeous than nature and seductive to all living beings.
"Is it very painful? If you have a mouth, you can''t speak, and if you have a hand, you can''t move?" the saint of fraternity asked softly.
The snowman''s smile represents ye QingHan''s mood at the moment.
Ye QingHan felt the mood of fraternity saint, and a trace of joy surged up in his heart, but he couldn''t speak and touch the goblin.
"In this war, you win, I follow you. If you lose, I will go with you, but I will also take Xia Jiulong and bury you!" the saint of fraternity pushed ye QingHan forward slowly and said firmly.
In the heart of fraternity, it is clear that ye QingHan is very fragile. Although it is said that the saint does not kill the saint, ye QingHan is different. His soul has been stained with silence. Once his body is broken and his soul touches the earthly world, it will disappear immediately.
Ye QingHan is not immortal, and it is easy to die!
Ye QingHan doesn''t know what to say at this time. Dealing with Xia Jiulong is different from ordinary saints. Xia Jiulong swallowed Lin Jiuxing''s soul, stripped his origin, and sealed the immortal. No one in the world can win, and ye QingHan is not sure!
WOW——————
Woo woo————————
The cold wind roared and the snow danced for nine days. They were covered with snowflakes, dyed their hair and body white. At this time, the world was so beautiful, ethereal and beautiful.
The two men walked on the snow field. The emperor to Saint and the light Saint hung from a distance. Looking at ye QingHan and the saint of fraternity, the three saints actually had no jealousy, but blessed from the bottom of their hearts.
The emperor and Saint were silent all the way. He doubted whether there was an immortal behind ye QingHan. If there was an immortal, why not cure ye QingHan''s injury? Can''t immortal do it?
If there is no immortal, this jihad is inevitable!
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At this time, all saints in the world are considering the way back, helping the crazy sect or helping the holy state. There are only these two options. There is no neutrality, because once one side wins, it will liquidate the neutral.
Xiahou holy land, Xiahou supreme and Xiahou he have arrived in the far north snow field. They are hidden in the snow mountains and are meditating.
"Jihad is inevitable. Have you made up your mind? Who shall we help?" the supreme Xia Hou asked in a deep voice.
Xiahou he took a deep breath. It was a difficult choice. If he made a wrong choice, it means that Xiahou holy land will be razed to the ground. The victorious party will not be merciful, and bloody revenge will kill all the people.
Click, click!
Xia Houhe clenched his fist and said firmly, "I stand on the side of the crazy sect. I am canonized because of Ye QingHan. This is because I help them. This is the result. Whether I win or lose, I have a clear conscience."
Xia Hou was silent. He knew that the Holy Lord was stronger than the great saints and the emperor saints. The Holy Lord could easily suppress any great saint with the cooperation of three or five small saints. The great saint was the main force of Jihad and its apparent strength. It seemed that the holy state would win.
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The two saints of the great eternal holy land of Kendo are also thinking about the difficult choice. Choose one of two. For personal feelings, shengqizun must choose to help ye QingHan, but for the sake of the common people of the holy land of kendo, he must choose the one who wins more.
They argued for several days, but there was still no positive answer. In the end, they couldn''t.
Zhan Zu, he has no room for discussion, and no one has discussed with him. Wu Zhenjun is the same. According to today''s relationship, they must choose to help crazy sect, but in order to survive, no one knows who they will help.
However, there are many holy places that will definitely choose to help the holy country, tianfo temple, hell, Xixiang Holy Land
Once Jihad begins, every saint is the backbone. If there are more saints, they will have a better grasp.
Everyone is planning for their own retreat. The three thousand strong families, who don''t want to be cannon fodder, are actively operating. Some contact the holy Kingdom and some contact the crazy sect, but most contact the holy kingdom. After all, the holy kingdom is an old force, and the crazy sect, who knows whether they are really covered by immortals?
Of course, there are always naive children who fantasize that crazy Pope has immortals. If you join crazy Pope, you can worry free!
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At this time, ye QingHan has been pushed to the far north snow field by the saint of fraternity. It is very cold here. The saint of fraternity sends out holy power to protect ye QingHan''s body.
Ye QingHan seems to be asleep. In fact, he is practicing all the time. He hopes to comprehend the sixth form. Once the enlightenment is successful, it is easy to deal with Xia Jiulong. What if there is a seal of immortality!
But the sixth move, let alone enlightenment, can''t understand it! The rune on the last line of the second page, with a glance of divine consciousness, is very harmful to the soul.
Therefore, ye QingHan temporarily gave up the sixth move and focused on the first five moves. He hoped to cultivate the star picking hand to the strongest state. When his soul was tired, he mobilized his mind to swallow the heterogeneous Xiantao to recover and maintain the peak all the time. He dared not relax at all.
The saints all over the world looked at ye QingHan and fraternity saint. Some were murderous and others were very sorry.
Xia Jiulong has arrived at the center of the battlefield at this time. Sit on the site, mobilize divine power, adjust the state, and the seal of immortality can be used again!
The war is imminent, and the supreme war is imperative.
The nine masters of the mansion, such as Yunlong sage, stood behind Xia Jiulong, staring at the slowly coming ye QingHan and Bo Aisheng.
However, the saints of light, power and life also quietly appeared behind ye QingHan.
The people of the crazy sect did not come, but were afraid of Ye QingHan''s anger. The saints of the crazy sect were ready to meet the Jihad at any time, so Jiang Jingtian and Gu Qingyu quietly rushed in with twelve saints, ready to protect ye QingHan''s golden body at any time.
The Lord knows the master of the crazy sect like the back of his hand, but he doesn''t care about these people. Instead, he looks at the great saint of Tongtian standing on a snow mountain and asks indifferently, "brother Tongtian, you and I are brothers and sisters. I ask you today, do you want to become an immortal?"
The great saint looked at the Lord silently, nodded and replied, "brother Xia, what''s your opinion?"
The Holy Lord looked directly at the great saint of heaven and said in a deep voice, "your calculation ability is stronger than me. In the past hundred years, I know you have calculated. I ask you, does crazy sect have immortals?"
The great saint of heaven had no expression and did not respond to the Lord.