Chapter Two Hundred and Four: You Are a Sword

The ice spirit transformed into a person's appearance, but there was no purple, but like Lu Qiu Jingyun's Xuanming Gang Qi, his whole body exuded a silver-white light, even his hair and eyebrows were silver, and he looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

Han Zhuo looked at him intently, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and Bing Luo showed a wicked smile: "What? This is stupid? Aren't there such handsome young men among you humans?"

Lu Qiujing rolled her eyes helplessly: "Narcissistic." ”

Bing Luo disagreed: "The energy in your body is of the same origin as mine, I have been hungry for three hundred years, girl, you and I are a bit fateful, why don't you let me eat it, as a mortal, it can be regarded as a supreme glory." ”

Lu Qiu Jing said coldly: "Yes, since it is of the same origin, why don't you let me eat it?"

"Only the strong cannibalize the reason of the weak, how can the weak assimilate the strong?" Huh?" Bing Luo looked at Han Zhuo at this time, "The energy in this kid's body ...... Hmm, how can you not understand it? It's both domineering and unmatched, and it's feminine and untamable, I can't understand it, I can't understand it, it's considered some strength, but well, the gap with the deity is still a world of difference. ”

"Hahahaha," Bing Luo said to himself, Han Zhuo suddenly laughed, "I'll just say, the dead have no door, a piece of dead ice, no matter how you absorb the essence of heaven and earth aura, it is impossible to cultivate into a living being, at most it is a spirit treasure, you are not an ice spirit at all, you are a sword." ”

Bingluo's face changed slightly: "What nonsense are you talking about? I don't understand at all, you are a sword." ”

Lu Qiu Jing saw that Bing Lu's denial looked like a child arguing, and deliberately said: "You are not a sword, and you are not a human, so what are you?"

"I'm an ice spirit, the primate of all things, one level higher than you humans, and you two mortals want to frame me?"

Han Zhuo was suspicious: "You really have to be a living being, how can you prove it?"

"Joke, what else does the deity need to prove to you two mortals? Really, what are you wasting all this time for?"

Bingluo's eyes suddenly became fierce, and three silver lights burst out from his body, like three chains of light, two of them attacked Han Zhuo, and one went straight to Luqiu Jing.

Han Zhuo's face was expressionless, and he muttered, "It's really a living being, okay, then it's better." ”

All things that have living beings regard the Demon Dao as a natural enemy, if the ice spirit is really a sword, Han Zhuo will have to work hard to deal with it, since it is really a living being, it will be much easier.

Han Zhuo smiled slightly, and with a slight move of both hands, five black holes appeared on the top of the cave, arranged in a pentagram array, constantly rotating on the top of the ice spirit's head.

The three silver chains of light of Bingluo were sucked away by one of the black holes in mid-air, and Lu Qiu Jing's body also surged with silver light, preparing to strike hard, but he waited for a long time and did not move.

"What the hell. Seeing the situation, the ice spirit turned his head and wanted to leave, and Han Zhuo saw that once he hid in the purple ice, it would be impossible to catch him again, and controlled the five dark vortices to follow closely, always hovering above his head.

Bing Luo was taken aback, only to see his silver hair stand upside down, feeling that the energy of his life was continuously absorbed by the five black holes above his head, and suddenly the silver light of his whole body skyrocketed, Han Zhuo sneered: "Want to fight the trapped beast?" shouted: "Close!" The five fingers became claws, shook on his right shoulder, and the darkness devoured like an invisible chain, binding Bing Ling, unable to move anymore.

Bing Luo gritted his teeth and struggled desperately, the silver light flashed left and right, wanting to break through, which made Han Zhuo sway again and again, and scolded secretly: "Which one does he cultivate?" Immortals are not like immortals, demons are not like demons, ghosts are not like ghosts, like a sword, and there is even a physical body primordial god, the upper eight-hundred-year-old demon venerable, I have never seen such a sword spirit." ”

Seeing that he was about to be unable to support it, if he escaped and hid in Zi Bing, he didn't know if there would be other messy tricks, and shouted: "Lu Qiu Jing!"

Lu Qiu Jing was engrossed in preparing to meet the silver chain of the ice spirit, and there was no movement for a long time, and he was curious, when he heard Han Zhuo calling himself, he hurriedly ran up.

"Lu Qiu Jing, the energy in his body is of the same origin as yours, I can only trap him, I can't suck him away, you use Xuan Minggang's qi to see if you can accept him. ”

"Good. Lu Qiu Jing saw that Han Zhuo was supporting very hard, and he was in a hurry, and he couldn't manage a lot, and he couldn't wait to make ten points, and his whole body was also full of silver light, and the whole person turned into a ball of light, and shot towards the ice spirit like a sharp arrow.

"What? Wait a minute. Han Zhuo was also taken aback, he wanted Lu Qiu Jing to use Xuan Minggang to beat Bing Lu, who knew that she actually rushed over directly, and there were five dark whirlpools on Bing Lu's head, how could Lu Qiu Jing have more than nine lives in the past?

Han Zhuo was in a hurry, so he had to hurriedly collect the dark whirlpool, and only used the darkness devouring to trap the ice spirit, the two lights and shadows collided together in front of him, and the ice spirit couldn't help laughing wildly: "Hahahaha, you even sent it to the door by yourself, I just thought how to swallow you all, you stewed yourself yourself." ”

Han Zhuo thought that Lu Qiu Jing's cultivation was very different from the ice spirit, although he trapped the ice spirit, but such a close contact was too dangerous, and at this time it was the time when Lu Qiu Jing tried his best, Xuan Minggang's qi was exerted to the extreme, if he was swallowed by the ice spirit, his strength would increase greatly, no wonder he said that Lu Qiu Jing had stewed himself well.

The two clusters of silver light gradually blended together, Lu Qiu Jing was obviously invincible, the light cluster immediately shrank, the strength of the ice spirit was originally very high, although Han Zhuo's dark devouring could select a single target, but it could not kill him, it could only control his actions, and the dark vortex was an indiscriminate attack.

Han Zhuo saw that the edges and corners of that piece of purple ice were extremely sharp, and thought to himself, my demon can't penetrate it, can I break a piece and use it?

Lu Qiu Jing was in danger at this time, and Han Zhuo couldn't take much care of it, so he took the dark source power and pulled it towards a branch of the purple ice, and sure enough, it broke it off, and immediately shot towards the ice spirit.

"Ah, you are despicable, shameless, and ...... lewd" I don't know what part of the ice spirit hit, I just listened to him keep scolding, but this moment of kung fu has solved Lu Qiu Jing's urgent need, only to see that the silver light on her body skyrocketed again, and immediately swallowed the ice spirit.

"What, how can this be? Don't ...... Don't say goodbye, there's something to say...... "The ice spirit declined, not only did the light cluster begin to shrink, but also his entire person began to shrink, "You two despicable and helpless mortals, how could my Ice Ancestor fall into your hands......?"

Although he kept scolding, he couldn't make up for his decline, the light group shrank smaller and smaller, and finally became the size of a ping-pong ball, Lu Qiujing no longer needed to use Xuan Minggang's qi, withdrew the silver light, grabbed the "ping pong ball" in his hand, and grinned: "Say, do I want to eat you?"