Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

"Uh...it's the Nine Nether Ice Essence. I didn't expect you to sense it at that time." Tang Ling said silently.

"Is it Jiuyou Ice Marrow? No wonder you have the soul power of the late mortal realm!" Bai Li's eyes were stunned when he heard this, but after thinking of something else, he asked in disbelief, "How did you get the soul from Jiuyou Ice Marrow?"

Did you survive the erosion? If I remember correctly, you should have just fought against the master at that time, right?"

"Nine-star fighter!" Tang Ling looked a little embarrassed. Now that he thought about the feeling of being beaten to death by a shadow and a stick, he still felt a little scared.

If it weren't for the help of the mysterious light wheel deep in his mind, he might have died long ago!

She didn't care when Tang Ling didn't explain the reason. After all, everyone had their own secrets. Even if the two people had established a blood connection, it didn't mean they had to tell each other everything.

But when he thought about Tang Ling, the Nine Star Fighter dared to refine the Nine Nether Ice Essence, Bai Li transformed into a palm, put two fingers together and knocked Tang Ling's forehead hard, scolding: "Be more honest in the future, don't touch those who have life and death."

A dangerous thing! With my bloodline connection, you are almost 90% sure of entering Dou Sheng, so don’t risk your life all the time."

"Yes! Yes!" Tang Ling agreed on the surface, but he secretly smiled bitterly in his heart. With the existence of Xuantian Ice Record, unless he encounters the most precious treasures in the world like the Glacier Spirit in the future, there will definitely be danger.

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Seeing Tang Ling's perfunctory behavior, Bai Li wanted to say something else, but his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted in Tang Ling's heart: "Shut up, silence, and don't make any move!"

After saying that, Bai Li gathered all his soul power and carefully concealed his soul fluctuations. Tang Ling heard the words and did as he was told. After calling Bai Li several times in his heart but no response, although he didn't know what happened, what made Bai Li so prepared?

It's definitely not something they can provoke right now.

At this time, above the swamp, under Bing Jie's self-destruction, the Jade Scorpion Fire Spirit of Nether Poison Fire was directly exploded, and the latter struggled to condense its body again with all its strength.

Elder Shuo, who controlled the giant cauldron, because Bingjie self-destructed inside the cauldron, the huge explosion power was no less powerful than a powerful blow from a Douzong warrior. He had already lost blood and essence and his injuries were even more serious.

Elder Shuo had a wry smile on his face, but he didn't blame Bing Jie at all. Instead, he felt extremely pleased with her.

Bing Jie's self-destruction aggravated his injuries, but the attack suffered by Netherworld Poison Fire was only as severe as his.

Seeing that all five disciples in the valley had died at the hands of the alien fire, Elder Shuo showed a stern look on his face, and forced a drop of blood essence out of the body again. He formed a seal with his left hand and pulled the blood essence to continuously carve out a formation.

Seeing Elder Shuo in the air taking action again, the Jade Scorpion Fire Spirit in the cauldron intuitively told it that if it couldn't complete the attack before the opponent's method was completed, it might never have a chance to escape again.

The induction in the intuition caused the Nether Poison Fire to completely go berserk. Rather than being driven by others forever in the future, or even having its intelligence wiped out, it would rather pay a huge price now.

He raised his head to the sky and let out a long hiss, the original fire in his body trembled, and countless green poisonous gas spread out from the body of the green scorpion.

As soon as the green poisonous gas spread out, it turned into green flames and burned.

As the green flames grew more and more, the giant white cauldron shrouded in the poisonous fire of the netherworld began to gradually twist like burning air.

As the giant white cauldron twisted, Elder Shuo's body began to ooze blood, and his face became increasingly pale.

But he kept printing in his hands, still steadfastly carving out formations, and his face was filled with a ferocious smile, looking at the Jade Scorpion Fire Spirit as if he were looking at a wild beast at the end of its rope.

After three breaths, Elder Shuo's hand that had been pulling the seal suddenly stopped, and a light black jade pattern hung in the air. Elder Shuo laughed ferociously and slapped the jade pattern against the giant white cauldron.

"You evil beast, your end has come!"

The light black jade pattern floated slowly towards the white giant cauldron. Biscorpion saw the light black jade pattern on his head. Although the jade pattern did not fluctuate at all, the terrifying figure in Huo Ling's memory came to mind.

At the same time, the indescribable panic in its heart stimulated it to attack the white giant cauldron like a madman.

When the jade pattern touched the giant cauldron, the giant cauldron that had been twisting stopped instantly, and rich spatial fluctuations spread out from it.

"Hey, if it weren't for not attracting the attention of those forces, I wouldn't have put you in this northwest land. But I didn't expect that you would actually kill five of my Glacier Valley disciples. It seems that I can't keep your soul.

Wise.”

A soft sigh came from the still white giant cauldron. Faintly, there was an Ice Throne projected into the air by the giant cauldron. On top of the Ice Throne, a figure wearing a white robe slowly solidified.

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The moment the white-robed figure solidified, the figure on the Ice Throne slowly stood up.

But this time, the coldness in the sky suddenly increased!

The cold air between heaven and earth increased, and snowflakes fell from the sky. In just a few moments, an area of ​​several miles around was transformed into a world of ice and snow.

Looking from a distance, it is covered in silver, like an ice pearl isolated in the world and in the netherworld swamp.

Elder Shuo looked overjoyed when he saw the world of ice and snow for several miles, and hurriedly stepped forward to bow to him.

"Bingshuo has met the Valley Master, and he actually troubled the Valley Master to take action this time. Please punish him!"

The Ice Throne slowly floated up, holding the white figure on it as it flew in front of Bingshuo.

The white figure has a long body and looks extremely young, but there is a bit of indifference between his brows. He is the owner of the Glacier Valley, a powerful warrior—Binghe!

"Where's Bingcang?"

The white-robed man glanced at the Nether Poison Fire in the giant cauldron with indifferent eyes, and suddenly said.

Hearing this, Bingshuo couldn't help but smile bitterly from the bottom of his heart. Bingcang, like him, was also a strong Douzong warrior. He came to Netherworld Swamp ten years ago, firstly to help him collect Netherworld Poison Fire, and secondly to investigate what happened twenty years ago.

A past event.

"Back to the Valley Master, it seems that Bingcang discovered Tang Su's traces more than four years ago and went to investigate, but he has not returned until today." Bingshuo looked embarrassed. If Bingcang was here, the two Dou Zong would no matter what.

We can't reach this situation now.

Lord Ice nodded slightly when he heard this, but there were more snowflakes circling down nearby.

Lord Ice looked at the Nether Poison Fire with a cold expression. He slowly stretched out the fingers of his right hand and pointed at the giant white cauldron in front of him.

As Lord Ice pointed his finger, the countless snowflakes floating in the sky instantly turned pitch black and surged toward the giant white cauldron.

Black snowflakes rolled up from the sky, penetrated the huge cauldron as if it were nothing, and went straight to the netherworld poisonous fire inside the cauldron.

Seeing the black snowflakes coming towards him, the Jade Scorpion Fire Spirit exploded suddenly and turned into a wall of green fire to block the black snowflakes.

Unfortunately, the true strength of the Netherworld Poison Fire is too low for the Ice Lord. In addition to exuding a lot of poisonous gas to attack the Ice Lord, it condenses a green wall of fire that collapses in front of the black snowflakes, turning into dots of green light and dissipating.

As the green wall of fire dissipated, the black snowflakes tightly wrapped the original fire of the Nether Poison Fire.

Several poisonous gas attacks came, but the Ice Lord smiled slightly, opened his mouth and inhaled, and several poisonous gases were directly inhaled into his body. As the poisonous gas of the Netherworld Poison Fire entered his body, a green wave rose on the Ice Lord's face.

The green color disappeared in just a moment, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in Lord Bing's eyes.

"Yes, it is indeed a fire from heaven and earth. Such poisonous energy is not in vain for decades of cultivation."

Seeing this, Bingshuo quickly bowed and said: "It is a great blessing for the Valley Master to be able to use the poisonous fire from the netherworld."

Lord Ice smiled and shook his head, and a jet-black Dou Qi burst out of his body, mixed with soul fluctuations and directly hit the Jade Scorpion Fire Spirit wrapped in black snowflakes.

"hiss!"

With an extremely sad cry of pain, the Jade Scorpion Fire Spirit was directly smashed into pieces by the fighting spirit. The Nether Poison Fire was actually wiped out most of the Fire Spirit by the Ice Lord's blow.

Looking at the results he had made, and then at his body that was gradually becoming illusory, Lord Ice let out a long sigh, and the remaining power poured into the giant white cauldron.

With the input of Dou Qi, the color of the white giant cauldron gradually turned into ink color, and its size became smaller and smaller. Finally, it turned into a small black cauldron and fell into the hands of Lord Bing.

The small cauldron is three inches in size, and its entire body is as black as ink. There are countless ghostly lights coiling around the body of the cauldron, exuding a chill that makes one's heart tremble.

And in the small cauldron, a damaged Jade Scorpion Fire Spirit was tightly entangled with countless ink-colored silk threads, and was trapped in the belly of the cauldron.

Although the Jade Scorpion Fire Spirit was severely damaged in intelligence, out of instinct and will, it was still struggling inside the cauldron, trying to break through the black threads and rush out of the cauldron.

The fighting spirit of Lord Bing tightly controlled the Nether Poison Fire in the belly of the cauldron, and he stretched his right hand towards Bingshuo beside him.

Seeing Lord Bing reaching out, Bingshuo hurriedly took out a white tripod cover from the ring and handed it to him respectfully.

Raising his hand to take the cauldron cover, Lord Bing made a seal with his right hand, and the controller's cauldron cover landed on the small black cauldron.

The lid of the cauldron was closed, and Lord Ice once again instilled fighting energy into it. The entire small cauldron and the lid were once again completely black, and the Nether Poison Fire inside completely lost its power to resist.

"Congratulations to the Valley Master for harvesting the Netherworld Poison Fire!" Bingshuo saw this and quickly smiled and congratulated him, but he unintentionally affected the injury in his body, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth again.

Lord Bing threw the small black cauldron to Bingshuo, shook his head and said: "My soul mark was originally to prevent someone from snatching the strange fire, but now it has been used due to the riot of the strange fire. You must be extremely careful when you return to the valley.

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"Yes, it's all because of my subordinate's incompetence in doing things that I wasted the Valley Master's soul imprint." Bingshuo apologized after taking the small tripod.

"It's none of your business. It's probably the disadvantage of me leaving the strange fire spirit back then!" Lord Bing waved his hand and patted Bingshuo's shoulder, sucking out the toxins from the opponent's body and injecting them into the opponent's body.

Leave a mark of your own.

Lord Ice looked at his illusory body again and sighed: "Oh, this clone of mine will dissipate soon. Find a safe place to heal your wounds, and then return to the valley!"

"Follow your orders!" Bingshuo let out a long breath as he watched Lord Bing's body gradually disappear.

The matter of the Nether Poison Fire was finally over, and the Valley Master did not blame him. He thought that there would be many rewards for him if he returned to the Valley.