In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

In the next few days, Li Zimo was accompanied by three women with different styles.

First, there was the lively and agile orange-clad girl Qin Zhaolu, whose curvy figure danced in the mountains like a forest elf;

Then there was Leng Qingqiu, a woman in a dark green dress with a cool temperament. Although her expression was indifferent, her proud figure could not be concealed.

The last one is Yun Xiangrong with fiery red lips, a red dress wrapped around her hot body, and her eyes are full of charm.

After blending his spiritual milk with them one by one, Li Zimo finally set out on a journey alone, flying in the air over the vast mountains covering hundreds of thousands of miles, his clothes fluttering as he walked further and further away.

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The tops of the mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist.

Li Zimo was walking in the air, his clothes fluttering, when he suddenly heard an earth-shaking roar coming from afar.

He raised his brows slightly, and his figure flashed and he went after the sound.

After passing through layers of clouds, the view suddenly opens up.

I saw a woman in white standing in the air, her sleeves fluttering like a fairy from the sky, holding a long sword with a cold glow in her hand, and fighting fiercely with a sixth-level monster.

The monster looked like a giant tiger, with wings on its back and black flames wrapped around its body. Every time it attacked, it caused the space to vibrate.

"Third level of Martial Emperor." Li Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly, hidden in the void.

Just as he was observing the battle situation, his spiritual sense suddenly caught another hidden aura - a woman in a black dress was hiding in the shadow of an ancient tree a hundred feet away. Her cultivation was slightly inferior, but she was also at the first level of Martial Emperor.

The woman in white had a sharp swordsmanship. Every time she swung the Frost Sword in her hand, it left a long-lasting trail of ice crystals in the air. The temperature within a radius of ten miles dropped sharply to the point where her breath turned into frost.

"Roar--!"

The six-winged black flame tiger roared towards the sky, its wings spread out to a width of twenty feet, and each wing was burning with a strange black flame.

It swooped down suddenly, and the moment its sharp claws swung out, five spatial cracks struck the woman in white like black lightning.

"Mysterious Ice Shield!"

The woman in white lightly tapped the air with the tip of her sword, and a crystal clear ice shield took shape instantly.

However, the full force attack of the sixth-level monster was no match for the ice shield, which only lasted for three breaths before shattering.

She retreated quickly, but was still hit on the left shoulder by the aftermath, and her white clothes were immediately soaked with blood.

The Black Flame Tiger took advantage of the situation and spit out a black flame column with a diameter of about ten feet.

Wherever the flames passed, even the air was burned and distorted.

The white-clothed woman's beautiful eyes focused, and she held the sword upright in front of her with both hands:

"Ice Soul, Mirror Flower, Water Moon!"

The sword suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light, and nine prism-like ice crystals appeared in front of her.

When the black flame column hit the first prism, it was refracted and dispersed into dozens of tiny fire snakes.

By the time it penetrated the ninth prism, its power was less than 30% of its original strength.

The Black Flame Tiger became furious upon seeing this. The bone spurs on its back suddenly stood up, and inky black flames condensed at the tips of the spurs.

This is its innate magical power, "Bone-Eroding Black Flame". Once infected, it will burn the meridians and bone marrow like a cancer.

The white-clothed woman's expression changed slightly, and she quickly made a gesture: "Han Bing's true form!"

A three-inch thick black ice armor instantly condensed around her body, and she looked like a fairy carved out of ice and jade.

However, the Black Flame Tiger's attack came too fast, and a few strands of black flames still penetrated her defense, leaving three charred scars on her right leg.

"Hmph!" the woman in white endured the pain and suddenly changed her tactics. She put her left hand together like a sword, drawing a perfect circle in front of her. "A Thousand Miles of Ice!"

With her as the center, the azure frost spread out in all directions like waves.

The Black Flame Tiger flapped its wings quickly and flew into the air, only to see the woman in white sneer at the corner of her mouth.

The long sword in her right hand suddenly flew out, turning into a stream of light and going straight to the softest fur on the monster's belly.

"Pfft!"

The Frost Sword pierced through the Black Flame Tiger's abdomen, bringing out a dark red rain of blood.

The monster roared in pain, flapping its wings wildly, stirring up a black flame storm in the sky.

The woman in white took the opportunity to recall the sword, but found that the black blood on the sword was corroding the sword spirit.

"Evil beast!" she cried out, suddenly biting her tongue and spraying a mouthful of blood onto the sword: "I will use my blood to sacrifice to Frost!"

The long sword hummed and vibrated, and ancient and mysterious runes appeared on its surface.

The water vapor within a radius of hundreds of miles instantly condensed into countless ice crystals, reflecting colorful light under the sunlight.

The aura of the woman in white continued to rise, and temporarily reached the peak of the sixth level of Martial Emperor.

"Frost Moon Slash!"

She held the sword in both hands and raised it above her head, and a crescent-shaped sword energy a hundred feet long shot up into the sky.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the space was frozen with fine cracks.

The Black Flame Tiger hastily used its wings to protect its body, but heard a crisp "crack" sound - the left wing was cut off at the root!

“Roar——!” The monster let out a heart-wrenching howl, and a fierce light flashed in its single eye.

Ignoring the pain of its broken wings, it pounced on the woman in white, and its five remaining claws glowed dimly at the same time.

The woman in white had just finished performing her ultimate move when a brief vacuum of spiritual energy appeared.

Seeing the sharp claws approaching, she barely moved sideways to avoid the vital parts, but was hit on the back by a claw.

The white clothes shattered in an instant, revealing a bloody jade back.

"Puff!" She spat out a mouthful of blood, but took advantage of the momentum to rush forward, slashing the Frost Sword straight at the monster's throat: "Die!"

The moment the long sword pierced through the black flame tiger's neck, the monster's tail whip also hit the white-clothed woman's waist heavily.

The man and the beast flew backwards at the same time, knocking down half of the mountain.

When the smoke and dust cleared, one could see the Frost Sword deeply pierced into the monster's brow, while the woman in white knelt on one knee with blood constantly flowing from the corner of her mouth.

She stood up trembling, leaving bright red footprints on the grass with every step.

Just as he was about to take out the monster's crystal core, his body suddenly shook - he had consumed too much energy in the previous battle, and coupled with the serious injuries, the spiritual energy in his body began to become disordered.

"Cough cough..." The woman in white wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and forced herself to walk towards the corpse of the monster.

However, he did not notice that in the shadow of the ancient tree a hundred feet away, a figure in a black skirt was showing a sinister smile.

The woman in white staggered and was about to take out the crystal core of the monster when something strange happened!

"Senior sister, how are you?" The woman in black dress appeared like a ghost, and a black light went straight to the back of the woman in white.

"Mo Qingshuang!" The woman in white turned around hastily to block, but was still defeated. She was hit on the dantian by a palm and flew several feet away, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The woman in white staggered to the ground, covering her dantian with her delicate hands, with traces of blood seeping out from between her fingers.

She forced herself to stand up and looked up at the figure that was once most familiar to her but now she hated the most.

Mo Qingshuang was wearing a black dress and standing there prettily. Her fingertips were playing with the black crystal core that she had just dug out from the monster's head, with a sarcastic arc at the corner of her lips.

"Senior Sister, it's been years since we last met. Why are you so disheveled?" She chuckled, her voice like a venomous snake. "Back in the Ice Palace, you were the daughter of the high and mighty Sect Master, yet you refused to even look me in the eye."

The woman in white stared at her coldly, suppressing the bloody smell rising in her throat. "Mo Qingshuang! You are a traitor who betrayed your master and defected to the Lieyan Sect! How dare you appear before me now?!"