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"Help, save me!"

A firstborn, two-horned, hairy alien screamed in a trembling manner, his expression extremely miserable. He was covered with a thick layer of ice, and he would soon be unable to support it.

The result is an ice sculpture that has been added to the ice cave.

"Save me, save us!"

The other aliens opened their eyes, and at the same time, their eyes lit up, and one by one they gave birth to the hope of survival.

When Yang Qingxuan walked here, he was calm, and there was no trace of ice on his body. It can be seen that this person must have a very strong treasure on his body, or a supernatural protector.

All seven saw the hope of life and cried out loudly.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes swept and found that the more than forty ice sculptures in the ice cave had also been accumulated at different times. Those who were tense and armed with weapons were the first batch.

There are more than a dozen ice sculptures surrounding a round platform in the center, still maintaining the posture of wanting to climb the round platform, staring straight ahead, motionless, and never moving.

Yang Qingxuan looked at the round platform, and saw a closed ice lotus suspended on it, emitting a faint blue cold light, and the cold air seeped out of the flower buds like white mist, looking magnificent to the point of being a little weird.

And the bud trembled slightly, as if she felt something, Yang Qingxuan's heart trembled inexplicably, feeling that something was staring at him.

But this mysterious feeling is only fleeting.

Yang Qingxuan came back to his senses, pointed to the ice lotus, and asked, "What is this? What is this place?"

One of them pondered for a moment and said, "This is the Xuanhuang Clan's holy weapon—the Xuanxu Cold Ice Spirit. ”

Yang Qingxuan exclaimed, "Holy Weapon?!" His eyes suddenly glowed.

If it was an ordinary holy weapon, he was not interested in it at all.

But just by placing this holy weapon here, it will be frozen for thousands of miles, freezing to death countless strong people, and the power is so strong that it can be imagined.

According to Yang Qingxuan's understanding of the holy weapon, it is speculated that this Xuanxu Cold Ice Spirit is at least the top fifty existences.

The warrior hurriedly said: "Friend, don't go over! You see that these people who want to take the holy weapon are all dead, but the holy weapon is still here." Proven to be extremely dangerous. ”

The other six also hurriedly stopped it.

It's not that they are afraid of Yang Qingxuan's death, but they are afraid that after Yang Qingxuan dies, they will be finished.

Yang Qingxuan naturally did not rush forward rashly, but cast the Taiwei Yan Fire Technique, and layers of flames poured out from his body, enveloping his whole body, and then slowly walked towards the round platform.

All seven of them changed their faces. At the temperature of this flame, they actually felt a trace of warmth.

How can it be?!

The seven people were all shocked, and at the same time they were ecstatic, fighting for fate to turn the true yuan, and taking the opportunity to break the ice.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came, "Stop!

Yang Qingxuan turned around suddenly, leaving behind an afterimage of fire, and swept to his side.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoa!"

A golden arrow shot straight at it, piercing through the remnants of fire and weaving through the ice. A long white trail dragged behind it, but it was quickly frozen in ice, turning into hollow icicles, like a clear killing machine.

Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank, and after a glance at the frozen arrow, he stood quietly aside, his eyes cold, even with a hint of banter.

After Chamberlain shot an arrow, he didn't care about killing Yang Qingxuan, but his eyes lit up, staring at the cold and cold spirit, and said excitedly: "Holy weapon! It's a holy weapon! I, Chamberlain, can finally have a holy weapon, hahahaha!"

Laughing wildly, he swooped down on the holy artifact.

When he flew more than ten feet, even his face changed greatly, and a thick layer of frost was directly frozen on his body.

Chamberlain's body trembled, and he shattered the frost, flew to the ground, and strode forward with a solemn face.

After walking seven or eight steps, he had reached the side of those who had frozen to death, Chamberlain's face turned pale, and the difficulty of breaking the ice on his body continued to increase.

took another step, surpassing the corpse in front, and was only about ten zhang away from the Xuanxu Cold Spirit.

But Chamberlain's footsteps stopped, and the ice all over his body continued to thicken, as if it could no longer be shattered, and was about to freeze here.

The seven shook their heads and sighed one after another.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", and all the ice on Chamberlain's body was shattered.

The whole person roared, flew backwards, then stopped in the air, turned around sharply, and directly took the bow and arrow, aiming at the Xuanxuan cold ice spirit.

A crimson light lit up from the arrow, and the furious energy was in the air, and circles of red streaks could be seen pushing out in all directions.

With a scream, the arrow departed from the string.

There was a clattering sound of clattering ice in the air, and the fine ice crystals were swept by the fierce wind carried out by the arrows, turning into a beam of crystal red pillars of light.

Suddenly, the temperature around me changed suddenly.

The crimson light disappeared, and the arrows hovered in front of the Xuanxuan Ice, like a candle sealed in ice, absorbing the light and not moving.

Only the long ice track behind the arrow remains, showing the power of Fang Cai's arrow.

Chamberlain's face changed dramatically, and he showed a look of disbelief.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes were also flashing, and when he looked at it, the golden arrow was only half a finger's distance from the Xuanxu Cold Ice Spirit, and it was completely frozen. At this moment, the structure inside the golden arrow was completely destroyed, and it completely became an ice sculpture.

The seven men sitting cross-legged on the ground looked desperate.

Chamberlain's arrow was already the power of the pinnacle of truth, and they all sensed it. Even so, it couldn't do damage to the Xuanxu Cold Ice Spirit.

And in this heavenly capital, the extreme realm that can be entered is the pinnacle of peeking into the truth.

In other words, no one can take this Void Ice Spirit at all.

A martial artist opened his mouth and said, "Two friends, I have heard people say that the holy weapon has its own owner. It seems that this Xuanxu and cold ice spirit has nothing to do with us, so it's better not to have delusions. Ask two friends to help me leave, and give all the things we have to you to you. ”

Chamberlain glared at the man fiercely, and shouted, "Shut up! Kill you trash, won't the same thing belong to me?"

This martial cultivator's face turned pale with fright, and he suddenly didn't dare to say anything more.

Chamberlain pointed at Yang Qingxuan and said, "You, go over and get that ice spirit." ”

Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "You have a sick brain, right?"

Chamberlain touched the longbow and said angrily, "You want to die?"

Yang Qingxuan was unmoved, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and looked joking.

Chamberlain was furious, and immediately put a golden arrow on his bow, pulled it in a full circle, and shot it away.

"Whoosh!"

The golden light flashed and broke through the sky.

But in an instant, the golden light was annihilated in the cold air, and the entire arrow became extremely slow, and the arrow track was frozen into a hollow icicle.

Yang Qingxuan just dodged with a slight flash.

"Click", the golden arrow stuck in the ice wall, completely frozen.

Chamberlain's face changed drastically, and he suddenly realized that in such a place, he couldn't kill the other party at all.

All power was suppressed by the cold air.

In other words, it was suppressed by the cold ice spirit of the holy weapon.

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