The night wind was bleak, and it was bone-chillingly cold.
The cold drifting snow woke up from the night, and her memory, which did not belong to her, was filled with all her nerves.
On the Lingwu Continent, in the northern country, the second daughter of the second branch of the Leng family couldn't cultivate the Martial Spirit because she had been poisoned since she was a child. She was silly and ugly.
Her fiance thought that she was ugly and only loved beautiful white lotus concubine's younger sister. He even publicly announced that he only loved white lotus concubine's younger sister in his life. Even if he married her, he could only stay alone for the rest of his life.
Leng Drifting Cloud, the daughter of a concubine of the second branch of the Leng family, had long since hooked up with the seventh prince of the Northern Kingdom, Baili Shichen. In order to successfully marry the seventh prince, she framed the original prince for poisoning her, causing the seventh prince to push her off the cliff in a fit of anger.
Fortunately, there was a river under the cliff. The original owner was drowned in water, so her soul was entrusted to her body to resurrect.
After learning about her experience in this matter, Leng Chuixue calmly immersed herself in the "Sky Spirit Spring Water" in her soul space.
All the meridians in the body were filled with the spiritual power of the spring. It only took 30 minutes for the spiritual power to open all the meridians and remove all the toxins.
In the Lingwu Continent, the world was ruled by the strong. Human beings mainly cultivated the spirit martial arts, and the cultivation of spirit or martial arts were all related to the soul.
Some belonged to the soul, some belonged to the Martial Soul, and very few belonged to the strong soul of the spirit and martial arts. The spirit cultivators were divided into three parts: the spirit masters, the little spirit masters, the great spirit masters, the spirit sage, the spirit emperor, the spirit emperor, the spirit god, and the martial artists, the little martial master, the great martial master, the martial saint, the martial emperor, and the martial god.
None of them advanced to the 13th level, and each level was like a dividing line. It was difficult to reach the bottleneck, and many people were stagnant when they reached the bottleneck. Therefore, in the entire Lingwu Continent, it was already difficult for those who reached the Royal level to advance.
This space was her soul's own space. It had existed since she was born. It was like a fairyland. All the growing plants were divine and would never run out.
"So ugly." An inappropriate voice rang out.
The cold snow hit the water with both hands, stirring up a spray of water that was dozens of feet long. It was like a curtain of water, blocking the view of the beautiful man in red.
When the water curtain fell, Leng Luoxue had already put on the plain white dress and wiped her hair by the pool of "Sky Spiritual Spring".
"Never look in the mirror, or you will be scared to death by your appearance." The lazy voice fell again.
"One more word, and I'll throw you out of the space and leave you to your own fate," said the cold Floating Snow.
Sure enough, these words worked. The handsome man in red immediately shut up and lay down lazily to enjoy this energetic space.
...
After coming out of the soul space, it was still dark, and the cold drifting snow walked out according to its memory.
At this moment, dozens of men in black flew over her head. Out of curiosity, she hid in the dark and peeked at them.
They surrounded a masked man in purple.
"Yama of Hell, today is the day you die." A man in black pointed at the man in purple and shouted angrily.
"With just the two of you?" The purple-clothed man's voice was magnetic and low. It was particularly pleasant and frightening.
"Kill him, and he will regain his strength at dawn." A woman suddenly flew over and stretched out her hand to launch a powerful spiritual power attack.
The corner of the mouth under the mask of the Hell Yama curved slightly. "It turns out to be you, Jade Lotus."
Without waiting for the Hell Yama to take action, the others gave out powerful light waves and quickly attacked the Hell Yama.
Leng Piaoxue, who was hiding in the dark, was shocked. If she was not mistaken, the weakest among the dozens of men in black was at least at the peak of the Royal Realm.
Just when Leng Chuixue was surprised, the lazy voice of the handsome man in red came from the space. "They don't belong to this land of spirit and martial arts. They should come from the Devil Realm."
Hearing this, Leng Chuixue instantly understood. No wonder there were so many horrible masters. It seemed that the Hell Yama would die today.
Just when Leng Chuixue thought that someone was going to die, she suddenly saw a terrifying scene.
In between them, the Hell Yama's purple clothes slowly floated up, and the mask on his face made him look mysterious. His hands condensed into a mass of purple power ripples. With a few sounds, the power waves attacked in all directions.