On the east bank of the Xuanxue River, the snow peaks are continuous, the streams are circulating, and the ravines are clustered, and there are broken jade peaks that are grounding in the sky and the earth, and there are vast altars for living people below. But further east, the mountain gradually lowered, and the Hanging River territory was almost at an end, and a new scene appeared - the shattered ice field.

Fragmented ice sheets, named after the frozen glaciers and rifts. On the ocean-like river, a large area of thick ice floats, and between the cracks in the ice field, clusters of blue waves are blooming.

The shattered ice sheet has been free of wind and waves for many years, but the huge ice floes have been swayed by the waves of arrogance.

Under the shattered ice sheet is not seawater, but a kind of blue sea fire, which is recorded as "Dark Flame" in "Strange Tales of the Hanging River". Stepping on a shattered ice field is as thrilling as stepping on a floating board, and if you step on the air and fall into the fire, the consequences are unimaginable.

At this time, in the foothills where the snow-capped mountains meet the broken ice fields, there are four people, Lian Du, Yan Jie, Dadu, and Changgan, and at a glance, the blue sea fire fills the ice gaps, like thick blood vessels extending in all directions, crawling all over the glacier, which looks shocking.

Lian Jiehu stared at Yan Jie suspiciously, and simply said, "Ask me to come here, just say what you have to say! What about Yunmeng's qin? What are you delaying?"

Yan Jie changed his playful face and shouted viciously: "Dadu, throw the piano over!"

Most of them raised the Yaoqin and threw it hard, and the guqin flew straight to Yan Jie, and the strings trembled in the wind, as if they were flying whistles. Without waiting for the guqin to fall, Yan Jie rose up, drew his sword out of the sheath, and slashed at the guqin!

The tough strings emitted a broken muffled hiss, and the pure wooden body was "slammed" into two halves, and a brilliant giant sword burst out from the belly of the guqin!

This giant sword with a wide body is dazzling from top to bottom, and only on the cloud pattern swallowing mouth, there are seven heterochromatic spirit stones. The sword has not been unsheathed, it has revealed a vigorous momentum, and it has shown its brilliant power without anger!

This sword is called Xuanxue, it is a soldier of the Xuanbing Zhen clan, even if it is slightly broken skin, there will be a risk of life, it is rumored that the Xuanxue sword hides a mysterious ancient curse.

Yan Jie held the Xuanxue sword and said in a dignified tone: "Even the duel, you are also worthy of competing with me for the cloud dream, and compare with me, you are not as good as an ant, I will kill you today!"

Lian Duel's eyes rolled, and he said disapprerovitically: "You stole the Xuanxue Sword, right?"

Yan Jie was empty-hearted, and stared at the duel more and more bravadoly. It took Yan Jie a long time to lure away his father, steal the Xuanxue Sword from the Cold Palace, and in a low voice, he tricked the guqin from Yun Geyao's hand, leading Lian Du to this secluded and uninhabited shattered ice field.

Thinking of the scene of the girl in his heart and the duel hugging each other under the duel tree, Yan Jie made up his mind to pay attention, as long as the duel died, it was worth the painstaking effort!

Yan Jie clenched the Xuanxue Sword tightly, as if he was sure of victory, his eyes were glowing with excitement, and he couldn't wait to shout, "Liandu, even if you know each other, and you still recognize the Xuanxue Sword, you can die under the Xuanxue Sword, it's already cheap for you!"

Lian Du pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "I stole the Xuanbing Clan's heirloom divine weapon Xuanxue Sword, but it was to murder people, I am really ashamed of your royal ancestors!"

Yan Jie sneered, "It's okay, even a duel, if a person dies, his tongue will be hard, and you will only have a strong tongue at this moment!"

Lian Du gritted his teeth, he always thought that Yan Jie was just ridiculing himself, but he didn't expect to really move his murderous intent, and after the duel, he raised his soul silver to the level of his eyebrows, and slowly drew his sword out of the sheath.

The Xuanxue Sword is invincible, and the Soul Silver Sword is a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, at this time, the Soul Silver Sword is dyed by Lian Determination, emitting a cold glow of solitude and pride!

Yan Jie motioned for Dadu and the long rod to retreat far away, jumped up, swung his sword and lifted a large piece of sea fire and ice floe, and smashed his head into the duel!

If there is still a Six Realms cultivation, it is easy to deal with this flying giant ice, but at this time, Lian Duel can only barely avoid the ice floe by rolling on the ground and dodging. Lian Duel thought quickly, there is only one realm of cultivation at the moment, and he can only control steam and water...... Thinking about it, I suddenly had an idea.

Under the ice floe that Yan Jie lifted, a hole with blue waves was revealed, and the sea fire was exposed to the air, and it immediately steamed into hot white steam. Lian Du read a lot of miscellaneous books, which can be regarded as handy, "Strange Chronicles of the Hanging River" has an account of the dark flame: "formless and formless, without quality and without land, like water without flow, like fire without burning." ”

The cultivation of the consecutive duel has always been subservient to others, so he has the habit of being fickle, in addition to attacking and defending, he is also good at adapting measures to local conditions. Lian Zhizhi thought to himself: "The extremes of things must be opposed, and we cannot classify the sea fire into any texture, nor can it be said that it encompasses any form of matter! Why not treat the flame of the dark flame as "steam"?"

As soon as the spirit platform of the continuous duel was cleared, focusing on gathering steam, the shattered ice field was extremely cold, and the treacherous fire at the back of the duel was somewhat suppressed, and the Xuanbing True Qi was greatly improved! True Qi led the soul silver sword and pointed at the sea fire in the ice cave, and as expected, the sea fire was indeed sucked by the true qi and gushed out!

As soon as the sea fire was condensed by the soul silver sword, it instantly condensed from the form of arrogance into a hot gas liquid!

A scorching magma-like torrent suddenly collapsed towards Yan Jie, but he didn't expect Lian Duel to have this hand, Yan Jie hurriedly retreated to dodge, however, he ignored the Xuanxue giant sword in his hand, the weight was far greater than his usual sword, and he was slowed down by the giant sword, which made Yan Jie grin!

Yan Jie looked down angrily, fortunately he had dodged most of the attacks in the duel, and only a few drops of dark flames were splashed on his arm, but his skin was also open!

actually suffered a loss under the Lianduan, Yan Jie sneered angrily: "Okay, you use the Dark Flame, I can too, see who burns to death first!"

Seeing that Yan Jie led the Xuanxue Sword to the ice cave, and the surging flames were about to come out of the cave, he even tightened his determination, his cultivation was not good, and he would always suffer a loss if he consumed it, so he had to quickly reverse the situation!

Lian Duel glanced around, and saw that there were some huge ice rocks scattered at the foot of the mountain, which had been impacted by the alpine snow waterfall for many years, and it had been smooth as a mirror, and Lian Duel instantly had an idea!

Lian Du hurriedly ran to the ice rock, suddenly raised a piece of snow water, the soul silver sword arced, and set up a circle of water curtain along the ice rock, Lian Du jumped, and after falling into the water wall, there were suddenly seven or eight shadows reflected on the smooth rock face, and it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

Seeing that there were several consecutive duels behind the water curtain, it was simply dazzling, Yan Jie was afraid of his tricks, and ordered angrily: "Dadu!

Dadu and the long rod were extremely reluctant, and they didn't dare to disobey, so they had to tiptoe forward, and saw that Dadu, the guy with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, approached, just like a mobile shield, and jumped high in the duel, swept the soul silver sword, first feinted to attack Yan Jie, Yan Jie panicked, and the dark flame that had been brewing for a long time under the Xuanxue Sword subconsciously agitated to the duel!

Retreated with an arrow step in a row, and the cat bent down and hid behind the huge ice rock, this moment, most of them and the long rod suffered, and they were burned by Yan Jie and screamed again and again!

Yan Jie jumped like thunder, this successive decision to cultivate was mediocre, how could he suffer his losses one after another! Yan Jie shouted violently, and rushed away a large area of ice floe as if venting his anger, condensing more dark flames!

Suddenly, on the shattered ice field, there were bursts of strange sounds, high and low, far and near, low and gloomy, like a ghost screaming, and like a baby crying!

Yan Jie stood on the edge of the ice cave, hearing it the brightest, his ears were sharp, this creepy strange sound seemed to originate from under the ice cave, could it be that there were monsters hidden in the shattered ice field?

Yan Jie's ankle was cold, and when he looked down, his ankle was grabbed by a dry, wet green hand, and the cyan withered hand that stretched out from the sea fire dragged Yan Jie down and quickly pulled him towards the ice cave!

Yan Jie was frightened, shook his head and screamed as if he was dead, the ice floes under him swished forward like a small boat, and he was about to be dragged into the ice cave, most of them and the long pole wandered on the shore, shouting anxiously, but they didn't dare to approach the sea fire.

Half of Yan Jie's body was bled by the ice slag, he turned his head suddenly, raised his blood sword and went to slash the cold strange hand, but he didn't expect to face a terrifying face that he will never forget!