The Sword Dynasty - 538. Chapter 537

In Changling, it has long been a dark night when you can’t see your fingers, but between these glaciers, the sun never seems to set.

Being able to capture some of the aura left by the practitioner of the Spirit Void Sword Sect does not mean that it can be accurately grasped at any time.

The grandson Qianxue had been a long time, when the sun that seemed to never set was about to disappear on the horizon behind these ice peaks, she suddenly laughed when she looked at the front.

She rarely laughs.

Although she smiled extremely reservedly, her smile at this time was unusual.

Ding Ning has felt like falling asleep several times.

Every time when extreme drowsiness hits and his body is about to lose consciousness, the countless invisible silkworms in his body become active, spit out some vitality like silk, so that he wakes up again.

However, the nine dead silkworms hiding in his body naturally cannot release their vitality endlessly. From Changling to the present, he has accumulated vitality for many years, especially the extremely refined spirit that he absorbed in the rain of ancestral land. The pure aura was almost exhausted in his previous quiet break.

The most important thing is that most of the power of the nine death silkworms in his body is suppressing the power of the elixir of life, and because of the addition of that strange army, it is no longer an easy way to get that sword.

So at this moment, looking at the reserved smile of the grandson Qianxue, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked softly: “It’s almost there?”

Changsun Qianxue’s gaze fell on the flat glacier in front, nodded, and the smile on the corner of her mouth bloomed more: “This senior of the Lingxu Sword Sect is too eager to cover up, looking for what he left behind. The breath has been so long, but he didn’t expect that in order to cover up this lake, he would directly ice the surface of this lake into a glacier.”

Ding Ning shook slightly and looked at the ice surface under her feet, “Is there a lake below?”

“The ice surface is a bit thick, but underneath is a lake.” Changsun Qianxue looked at him and said, “It’s a hot lake.”

The old monk walking in front of him hesitated slightly. The wooden staff in his hand stabbed the ice with a slight force. It didn’t seem to add much force. However, when the tip of his staff was lifted up, the ice was A pore vertically downward has appeared, and a wisp of white heat gushes out like a fountain, and then the heat quickly disappears, and the pore is naturally re-sealed by condensation and freezing water vapor.

There is indeed a hot lake below.

There is a hot lake at the height of this extremely cold glacier, which naturally shows that the veins here, or the power contained therein, are very different from those elsewhere in this glacier.

The cultivator of the Spirit Void Sword Gate used powerful means to directly seal the surface of this hot lake with extremely thick ice, just because he didn’t want people to discover the strange place in this place.

But for the grandson Qianxue who can trace his legacy, this is a bit ironic.

He used this method to seal the lake. The aura left by him on the surface of the lake was extremely strong to the grandson Qianxue, and the echo of her natal sword was almost like a huge fire was born here.

The three of them continued to walk along the frozen lake. At the other end of the lake, the breath echoing with Changsun Qianxue’s natal sword seemed to be the end of the trip.

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

Although this sound is no different from walking elsewhere, but thinking that there is a hot lake with high water temperature under his feet, Ding Ning’s heart still keeps producing strange feelings.

This area of the lake is very wide. When the light is dim, one cannot even see the middle of the lake when viewed from one end.

When the figures of Ding Ning, Changsun Qianxue and the old monk disappeared into the dim light in the center of the lake, many tall black shadows slowly appeared on the edge of the lake.

It is still Xuezhen.

Even though the old monk had killed more than fifty snowy beasts before, this rare and powerful snow beast still appeared again and again. There were more than two hundred snowy beasts dragging various loads and gushing over the edge of the lake like a tide. The ice surface is thick and not knowing how many feet.

On Xueyan’s back and the load behind, there are cultivators wrapped in heavy black cotton robes. But even more spectacular and terrifying, and even unbelievable, was that there was an army further behind these Xueyan groups.

There are more than three hundred people in this army, all on foot, quietly and completely like ghosts.

Practitioners who can travel long distances in such a place without relying on Xuezhen to ride and walk, I am afraid that at least the cultivation of the six realms will be required.

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

Even in the Bashan sword field period, there was absolutely no such army.

Since it can’t exist, there is only one explanation. These walking sergeants can’t all be above the six realms.

It’s not the sixth realm, but it walks like above the sixth realm, making this silent army look far more terrifying than the huge Xueyi group in front of it.

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The real night is coming on the glacier.

Just as the sun gave people the feeling that they would never set, the darkness of this kind of place often gave people the feeling of eternal night and never lit up.

The old monk stopped.

Ding Ning and Changsun Qianxue also stopped at the same time.

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

But there is an icicle in front of them.

This icicle is only one or two feet tall, even on such a flat lake.

However, even Ding Ning and the old monk could clearly perceive at this moment that this icicle took a long time to “grow”.

Originally it was also flat.

But that sword cut off a certain Qi machine below, forcibly communicating here with the magic circle in the Spirit Void Sword Gate, the natural fluctuations of vitality still made the ice here slowly bulge upwards. It got up, and finally formed such an icicle.

So here is the eye here.

That sword is the town here, just below this icicle.

Ding Ning slowly turned around, looking at the black lake behind him.

The ice layer was shaking slightly.

When they found this sword, the army followed, and it was obvious that they did not do any concealment, and had directly launched an offensive.

After the initial temptation and consumption, this army did not make any more moves, until this time it began to make drastic moves, which means that the goal of this army is probably exactly the same as theirs, that is, it is to find this sword.

The cold wind blowing in the high altitude suddenly began to turbulence, and the extremely thin air began to tremble.

In the dark night sky, a group of faint green flames suddenly appeared.

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

The faint green flame mirrored the ice flakes on the entire lake like an emerald gleaming.

In the faint green flame, there are many cold golden rays.

This is “Heavenly Slaughter”, still a powerful talisman of the Da Chu Dynasty, powerful enough to cover the lake surface for hundreds of meters.

On the shimmering green lake, the snow has already unloaded its load, and turned into huge black shadows, rushing towards him with gales.