The Sword Dynasty

In Changling, it has already reached the night of the five fingers, but between these glaciers, the sun seems to never fall.

Being able to capture some of the breath left by the practitioner of the Spiritual Sword, does not mean that you can grasp it accurately at any time.

The long-term grandson snowed for a long time. When the sun that seemed to never fall down was about to disappear on the horizon behind these ice peaks, she suddenly looked at the front and laughed.

She rarely laughs.

Although her smile is extremely reserved, her smile at this time is unusual.

Ding Ning has had the feeling of going to sleep a few times.

Every time when extreme sleepiness hits and the body is about to lose consciousness, countless fine silkworms invisible in his body will be active, and he will spit out some energy and let him wake up again.

However, the nine dead silkworms hidden in his body naturally cannot endlessly release their vitality. From Changling to the present, he has accumulated many years of vitality, especially the kind that is concentrated in the spiritual rain of the ancestral land. The pure aura is almost exhausted in the quiet break before him.

The most important thing is that most of the nine dead silkworms in his body are suppressing the power of immortality, and because of the addition of the strange army, it is no longer a breeze to get the sword.

So at this moment, looking at the smile of the long-term grandson, he gave a sigh of relief and whispered, "Is it coming soon?"

The eyes of the long-term Sunshine fell on the flat glaciers in front, nodded, and the smile on the corner of the mouth was even more blooming: "The predecessor of the Lingjian Jianmen is too eager to cover up, looking for his left The breath has been so long, but I did not expect that in order to cover up this lake, he would directly seal this lake into a glacier."

Ding Ning was shocked and looked at the ice under his feet. "Is this a lake below?"

"The ice is a bit thick, but there is a lake below." Chang Sunshue looked at him and said, "It is a hot lake."

The old man walking in front of the hesitantly hesitated, the wooden stick in his hand spurred a thorn on the ice, and did not seem to add much strength. However, when his stick tip was lifted up, the ice was on the ice. There has been a fine hole that goes vertically downwards. A white hot air then rushes out like a fountain, and then the heat disappears quickly. The pores are naturally re-condensed by the condensed and frozen water vapor.

This is indeed a hot lake.

There is a hot lake at the height of this extremely cold glacier, which naturally indicates that the veins here, or the kind of power contained there, are very different from the rest of the glaciers.

The practitioner of the spiritual sword is powerful.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) means to directly seal the surface of this hot lake with extremely thick ice, it is not to let people find the place here.

But for the long-term Sunshine who can trace his legacy, this is ironic.

He used such means to seal the lake. The atmosphere left by this lake was thick to the extreme of the long-term Sunshine, and echoed with her sword, it was just like having a huge fire here.

The three continued along the frozen lake. At the other end of the lake, the faint and long-haired shallow snow and the sword echoed the breath, which seemed to be the end of the trip.

The tiny pieces of ice shattered under the soles of the feet, making a creaking sound.

Although this kind of sound does not have any difference when walking around, but I think that the foot is a hot lake with a very high temperature, Ding Ning's heart is still constantly giving strange feelings.

The area of ​​this lake is very wide. When the light is dim, from the end, you can't even see the middle of the lake.

When Ding Ning, Chang Sunshue and Laojiao were in the center of the lake and disappeared into the dim light, there were many tall shadows on the edge of the lake.

It is still snowy.

Even though the old dad had killed more than 50 ferrets, this rare and powerful snow beast still appeared second, and there were more than two hundred ferrets towing various loads, such as the tides rushing across the edge of the lake. I don’t know how many feet of ice on the surface.

On the back and rear of these sleds, there are practitioners who are covered in heavy black cotton gowns. But it is even more spectacular and horrible. Even incredible is that there is an army in the farther behind these ferrets.

This army has more than three hundred people, all of which are walking, quietly and completely like ghosts.

A practitioner who can travel long distances in such a place and does not rely on the riding of the ferrets, I am afraid that at least the six-level cultivation is required.

However, there is absolutely no army in the world, and it is absolutely impossible for an army to have more than 300 practitioners above the six borders.

Even in the Bashan swordfield period, there is absolutely no such army.

Since it is impossible to exist, there is only one explanation. These walking sergeants cannot all be above the six borders.

It’s not that the six borders are walking like the six worlds, so that this silent army looks far more horrible than the huge snow scorpions in front.

......

The real night of the glacier is coming.

Just as the sun gave people the feeling that they would never fall, the darkness of this place often gives people a feeling of never-ending, never shining.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page.) The old man stopped his steps.

Ding Ning and Chang Sunshue also stopped at the same time.

They have not yet reached the opposite side of the lake, and there is still a long distance near the edge of the lake.

But they have an icicle in front of them.

This icicle is only one or two feet high, and even on this flat lake, it does not feel extraordinarily abrupt.

However, even Ding Ning and Lao Ting can clearly perceive this moment. This icicle has been used for a long time to "grow" out.

Originally it was also flat here.

However, the sword cut off a certain air machine underneath this, and the hard-working ones communicated with the legal array in the spiritual sword door. The natural fluctuations of the vitality still make the ice surface here slowly. It turned out to form such an icicle.

So here is here.

The sword is the town here, just below the icicle.

Ding Ning slowly turned his body and looked at the lake behind his black ink.

The ice layer is shaking slightly.

They found the sword, and the army came along, and obviously did not do any concealment, and had already launched the attack directly.

After the initial trials and consumption, the army did not shoot again. It was only then that the fierce shots began. This shows that the army’s goal is probably exactly the same as them, that is, to find the sword.

The cold wind that had been blown up in the sky suddenly began to collapse, and the thin air began to tremble.

In the dark night sky, a dark green flame suddenly appeared.

The green flame fell from the very high altitude, and the long flame tail that was pulled out was because the air was too thin and quickly extinguished, so this green flame is like the vertical eye of a demon moving in the sky. .

The green flame maps the ice on the entire lake like an emerald.

Among the green flames, there are many golden rays that are cold.

This is the "Scorpio", still a powerful symbol of the Great Chu Dynasty, the power is enough to cover the lake hundreds of square feet.

On the green lake, the heavy-duty snow shovel has been unloaded, and it has become a huge black shadow, with a gust of wind and rushing.

(Wuxi is extremely cold today, and the room can reach minus octaves. This is the coldest weather I have encountered in Wuxi in my life. The air conditioner does not work. It is so stupid, and it is just written in this snow and ice. Fingers It’s all stiff. The most important thing is that I will travel to the colder tomorrow, and it’s very blocked.)

(End of this chapter)