Chapter 12 The beginning of the ethereal journey

The nine-story magic tower exists in the most Antarctica of Tianyuan Continent. The Antarctic Jedi has disappeared. Since the Tianyuan Continent, it has been a world of ice and snow. Looking around, it is full of continuous glaciers and snow peaks.

It is said that in the distant past, there were countless practitioners who went to find the nine-story magic tower and enter it to obtain artifacts, but these people were finally lost halfway and never came back.

The nine-story god and demon tower is the most mysterious place in the Tianyuan continent in history. In any classics, its description is extremely vague, and the nine-story is only limited to legends. No one really knows what it looks like.

Soon, the tenth day arrived, and the disciples who had not yet refined their weapons in Juetianmen were gathered, as many as 40 or 50 people. On this day, these disciples set out magnificently, aiming at the mysterious nine-story god and demon tower in the legend.

This move almost caused a sensation in the whole Daxia Empire, especially those scattered practitioners who had long coveted the nine-story god and magic tower, and they were far behind these 40 or 50 people, trying to follow them to sneak into the nine-story god and magic tower to get artifacts. These divers exude an extraordinary spirit of immortals, and they know at a glance that their cultivation is not weak.

A total of three disciples went to this trip to Tianyunfeng. In addition to Hong Yu and Arnold, three disciples Murong Qi also went there. He had his own weapon, but it was too rubbish, so he wanted to try his luck together. And Hong Yu's little panda also followed. The little thing left Tianyunfeng for the first time and jumped all the way, full of curiosity about the world.

There are more than 20 disciples who have gone to the two veins of ethereal and ruthlessness, and the momentum is quite huge. Hong Yu looked among these disciples and saw the beautiful figure of Duanmujing, wearing a red gauze skirt, covering the graceful and delicate body, like a burning flame, looking warm and unrestrained.

Looking at the cold eyes seen from afar, Hong Yu's eyebrows jumped gently, and a bad feeling appeared in his heart: "This sister Duanmu is all about killing herself. I'm afraid this trip will be unfavorable to her."

Time flies. In a blink of an eye, the disciples of Juetianmen have been moving forward for more than two months. On this day, according to the broken map provided by Shimen, they entered a piece of ice and snow.

The cold wind roared, the heavy snow was flying, and among the ice and snow, snow peaks rose up and went straight into the sky.

This is already the Antarctic Jedi.

Standing in the snow, Hong Yu looked back at the group of divers who had been following far behind him, breathed gently, and secretly said in his heart that the biggest threat of this trip was not Sister Duanmu, but this group of divers.

"Arnold, the group of repairers behind have been following us. I'm afraid that when we find the nine-story magic tower, they will deal with us." He raised his eyebrows slightly. Hong Yu turned his face and said to Arnold beside him. At the same time, he pointed out the number of scattered practitioners. There were a total of eight people. Eight scattered practitioners were all dressed in white. If they were not carefully identified in this ice and snow, they could not be detected.

Arnold was used to facing everything indifference and did not accept Hong Yu's words. A pair of unique lavender eyes just stared coldly at the eight divers behind him.

Hong Yu continued: "If the nine-storey magic tower really exists, then there is no doubt that it is a priceless treasure house. If we can't find it this trip, it's okay. If we find it, these scattered practitioners will definitely kill us all. In this way, then nine Only a few of them know about the tower of gods and demons in the whole world. And scattered practitioners have always been difficult to find. Even if they kill us, it is difficult for Juetianmen to chase them.

Listening to such words, it came from the mouth of the 14-year-old teenager in front of him. Arnold's unique lavender eyes stared at the teenager in front of him in disbelief for a long time, then nodded and said lightly, "It seems that we have to kill them first!"

In the words, a strong murderous intention suddenly flashed through the lavender eyes.

"Ha ha, it seems that this is the only way." After nodding, 14-year-old Hong Yu stood on the snow. His thin body was really worried that he would be blown away by the blizzard.

What he said just now was light, but with the current cultivation of their disciples to deal with these powerful scattered practitioners, there is no doubt that the scene is a pebble. Even if there are many people, it is not good.

"Ill ignore them first. Let's act according to the opportunity." Arnold turned around and continued to walk forward. The words floating through his solid back were a little colder than the overwhelming ice and snow. "Anyway, we will kill whoever troubles us!"

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, blowing snow all over the sky, and it becomes difficult for everyone to walk.

"Oh--!"

A slight sound of breaking the sky suddenly crossed a small white light and a thin sharp blade flying towards Hong Yu. Hong Yu raised his hand and suddenly put the sharp blade in his hand. However, at the moment he grabbed it, he could not feel anything.

"It's a wind blade!" Hong Yu was shocked and turned to the crowd and shouted, "Go ahead carefully. There is a wind blade here!"

"Wind Blade!" Everyone's faces gradually turned white.

The wind blade, as the name implies, is a sharp blade formed by the wind. It is as sharp as an ordinary weapon, and it is invisible and unpreventable.

After reminding everyone to be careful of the wind blade, Hong Yu's eyes suddenly lit up and thought of another thing. He quickly came to Murong Qi, the third disciple of Tianyunfeng, and whispered, "Brother Murong, listen to me, this time these dozens of disciples of our Juetianmen are expected to encounter a lot of trouble. At that time, maybe all Everyone will die. Now, do as I say."

Hearing this, Murong Qi couldn't help but be stunned and asked, "Is it so serious?" What kind of trouble will we encounter?

Looking back at the eight scattered practitioners behind him, Hong Yu nodded: "Don't worry about any trouble, as long as you do as I say."

"Xiaoyu, what do you want me to do?" Murong Qi readily agreed.

"In fact, it doesn't matter," Hong Yu coughed a little and laughed, "Go and anger Sister Duanmu and her disciples."

"What?" Murong Qi was shocked and looked at Hong Yu doubtfully, but Hong Yu only smiled slightly awkwardly.

"Okay, I'll go!" In the end, Murong Qi believed Hong Yu and saw him quickly walk to Duan Mujing and the others. He pointed to Duan Mujing and shouted, "Sister Duanmu, I said what's going on with you? Why do you follow us every time? Don't you remember the content of the broken map? From now on, you are not allowed to follow us.

It's too bad!

A group of female disciples of Jueqingfeng were furious on the spot. One of the female disciples pointed to Murong Qi's nose and said angrily, "Murong Qi, what do you mean? Do you know who is with whom? OK, let's go now. Don't follow me. If you dare to follow me, I will kill you bastards!" After saying that, the female disciple waved to everyone and strode forward. However, her skirt was suddenly gently pulled by a small white hand.

"Sister Ruoshui, you are stupid!" Duan Mujing smiled lightly and then shook her head helplessly. "They are deliberately provoking you. Can't you see it? The further we go here, the more wind blades there will be. They obviously want us to walk in front of us as cannon fodder.

The female disciple named Ruoshui was stunned when she heard the words, and then reacted and said to herself, "Yes, such a simple thing almost confused me. This disciple of Tianyunfeng is really abominable!

Duan Mujing pulled her sleeve, simply sat down and smiled softly: "Sister Ruoshui, since someone wants to treat us as cannon fodder, then we won't leave."

In words, her beautiful eyes stared at Hong Yu not far away without a trace, but saw him standing there with a restless mind, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"Just pretend, damn it!" Duan Mujing sneered in her heart, paused, and sighed slightly, "Will Duan Mujing's favorite person in my life be such a hateful teenager..."

It's disgusting just thinking about it! Duan Mujing clenched her little fist angrily, and slowly flashed a murderous intention in her beautiful eyes.

In the end, the disciples of Juetianmen were exhausted here. No one was willing to be the first cannon fodder. The wind blade is too terrible for people at their level to easily cope with.

In the void ahead, twisted lightning can be faintly seen passing by, which looks ferocious and terrible. I really don't know what danger exists in front of it.

Hong Yu always sat there leisurely, but his eyes were not idle, always paying attention to the eight scattered practitioners in white behind him.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows gently, turned his face and whispered to Arnold beside him, "They are coming!"