The Nine-Tailed Lotus Flower exuded a brilliant purple flower, constantly impacting upward, but there were too many dense iron cables above, not to mention that after each impact, it had to pass through the thick ice layer first, which greatly reduced the strength of the Nine-Tailed Lotus Flower.

"No, there is a formation on it. Nangong Yun gritted his teeth and said.

After a few attempts, she had already seen that every time the power of the Nine-Tailed Lotus Blossom was removed by the iron cable and unloaded to the rest of the place, so although the Nine-Tailed Lotus Flower was an imperial weapon, she had tried so many times, but the progress made was a little pitiful.

The frenzy of blood qi is constantly rising, although the speed is not fast, but if it is at the current speed, they will not have time to escape, and they will be overwhelmed by the blood tide.

Nangong Yun had no other way but to grit his teeth and pray that the staggered iron rope nets below would be able to stop the blood tide for a little longer.

Bing Zhiqi's face was also very solemn, and he really felt the danger of death.

He also began to assist Nangong Yun in the continuous bombardment of the iron cable network above, the nine-tailed lotus flower and the long knife Ning Shi took turns to bombard upward, and the two imperial weapons, freezing gas and purple light, continued to penetrate the heavy iron cables, rushed into the water of the Lock Dragon Pond, and broke through the water, but the staggered iron cables were still only slowly broken.

The Nine-Tailed Lotus Flower and the Long Knife Condensation are both imperial weapons, although the two users are not emperors, but their sharpness is unimaginable.

But the iron cable broke so slowly, and the toughness of the iron cable can also be seen.

Nangong Yun became more and more annoyed and irritable, she kept looking back, and saw that where the blood tide spread, the iron rope was slowly covered with mottled blood-colored rust, and then quickly turned into ashes, peeling off and falling into the depths of the Lock Dragon Pool.

Layers of ice also gradually melted under the erosion of the blood tide, turning into flowing water and merging into the blood tide.

The blood tide is getting closer and closer, and the sense of oppression for the two of them is getting stronger and stronger, especially Nangong Yun, the anger and resentment in his heart are getting stronger and stronger.

She was really full of annoyance, her eye sockets began to quickly engorge, and the green tendons on her forehead began to slowly protrude, and then jumped violently.

Nangong Yun was like an angry man, with a roar of grief suppressed in his throat.

She decided that instead of letting Su Mengkui's Yuan Shen fragment burn and control the Nine-Tailed Lotus Flower, she wanted to devote herself to it.

"Ah——!h

The orange and yellow breath was like a haze, enveloping Nangong Yun and Bing Zhiqi in between.

The orange-yellow light paused slightly in the passage for a moment, and then instantly turned into a surging tide, letting out a roar, and gathered on the nine-tailed lotus flower.

The purple light, which was already a little dim in the nine-tailed lotus flower, suddenly burst out, and the light that erupted was extremely brilliant and extremely dazzling.

The fox tails that had been straightened suddenly became soft again, and the fox tails formed by the convergence of orange and yellow light drew an elegant and soft arc, surrounding the side of the nine-tailed lotus flower, and the color of the nine-tailed lotus flower also changed from mysterious purple to purple and yellow in an instant.

The nine-tailed lotus flower no longer made a fox call, but fell into a deep silence.

But silence doesn't mean there is no sound.

Bing Zhiqi could feel that the nine-tailed lotus blossom was waking up.

Yes, it's awakening.

The nine-tailed lotus flower seemed to be alive, and after a long slumber, it finally woke up.

Bing Zhiqi didn't know why he felt this way, but at that moment, he trembled as if he had been struck by lightning.

Because he found that he seemed to have figured out a lot of keys.

He seemed to have finally broken the shackles that had imprisoned him for so long.

But Bing Zhiqi didn't have time to understand these in detail, let alone capture the remaining trace of evocative charm.

Time is of the essence these days, and time cannot be wasted.

Bing Zhiqi clenched the Ning Shi Knife, he wanted to swing the knife to cooperate with Nangong Yun, but he found that Nangong Yun was abnormal.

Blood-colored lines appeared on Nangong Yun's cheeks, and he was somewhat familiar with those lines. He smelled the strong smell of blood emanating from Nangong Yun's body, as if he had been soaked in a pool of blood.

Nangong Yun's body was cracking, and streams of blood and qi broke through Nangong Yun's flesh and blood, surging out, and the sobriety in Nangong Yun's eyes was slowly disappearing.

Bing Zhiqi was stunned, and then came to his senses, this is what Chu Feng said, and his mind was invaded by blood.

Nangong Yun used all her power to fully activate the Nine-Tailed Lotus Flower, and the blood qi in her body could no longer be suppressed—the blood qi that would not be suppressed would naturally begin to invade her divine thoughts and disturb her consciousness.

Bing Zhiqi knew that Nangong Yun could not be allowed to go on like this, if this continued, Nangong Yun's first target would not be the iron rope, but would be him.

But if Nangong Yun is interrupted here, Nangong Yun will also suffer a huge backlash, whether it is from her own exercises or from the Nine-Tailed Lotus Flower.

So Bing Zhiqi decided to take a risk.

Bing Zhiqi decided to turn himself into a container for the blood qi in Nangong Yun's body, which was not a very difficult thing to do, because he himself had indeed been infested by the blood qi to some extent, and it was a very simple matter to gather the blood qi.

The light in Bing Zhiqi's eyes flashed, and the long knife condensed in his hand, and the blood-drenched ice crystal demon behind him reappeared.

Bing Zhiqi took a deep breath, and the vicious ice crystal demon opened its big mouth, inhaling deeply as if it was about to devour heaven and earth, and continuously pulled the blood qi that rushed out of Nangong Yun's body into his body.

As the blood qi continued to pour into Bing Zhiqi's body, the expression on Bing Zhiqi's face became more and more hideous, and the clarity in his eyes also quickly receded under the invasion of the blood qi that was rapidly surging up.

Being able to erode the blood qi of a ninth-order peak cultivator was really an impossible task for Bing Zhiqi, even if he completely sacrificed himself here, it would be difficult to do it at all.

But Bing Zhiqi continued to absorb blood as if he didn't have such a sense.

If, at the beginning, it was still from Bing Zhiqi's autonomous consciousness, then later, the absorption of blood qi was already due to the inexplicable desire in his heart that was covered by blood.

Killing and destruction, plundering and invasion.

This thought quickly took over Bingzhiqi's consciousness, and Bingzhiqi's throat began to emit bursts of suppressed beast-like howls, which were terrifying.

Bing Zhiqi and Nangong Yun were both quickly wrapped in blood, and they couldn't see anything clearly, hazy, as if they were in a dream, and there was a misty meaning everywhere.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, like the glass shattering, and a cold ice blade poked out from the tumbling blood.

This Dawson's cold ice blade came very suddenly, and the sudden arrival also broke the balance.

The blades were covered with jagged ice picks, keeping themselves pure in the blood, and then the ice picks occasionally shrieked out and pierced into the surrounding ice.

From the root of the ice blade hidden at the bottom of the blood qi, a wisp of blood qi slowly spread, along the ice blade and ice picks, dispersed into countless strands, and then spread into the ice, spreading along the ice to the surroundings.

The blood qi that enveloped Bing Zhiqi and Nangong Yun was gradually thinning, but the ice layer was gradually dyed with a layer of pale red blood, dyeing the ice layer like a transparent red crystal.

Most of the blood qi finally dissipated, and Bing Zhiqi's body trembled, blood dripping from his every pore.

Bing Zhiqi's hand was clenched tightly, and a frost on the Ning Shi Knife in his hand was rapidly circulating between Bing Zhiqi's hand and the blade.

At the most critical moment, Bing Zhiqi took the same approach as Chu Feng, he quickly shook off the meridians of his body, causing blood and qi to pour out of his meridians in an instant, rushing into his flesh and blood, in exchange for his own sobriety.

And that ice pick was the one that grew suddenly from the Condensing World Knife when he endured the erosion of the blood flag to the limit.

Bing Zhiqi didn't know why, but he could guess that it was probably the resonance between the ice layer and the Condensing Knife.

Bing Zhiqi clenched his teeth, although his sanity was basically regained now, there was still a large amount of blood qi in his body.

The blood was rampaging through his body, making his body completely want to kill according to its instinctive reaction. Bing Zhiqi is patient, and he must be patient, because if he gives up now, it will mean that he has fallen short.

Nangong Yun's expression was clear and calm, she didn't know if this blow would be successful, let alone what the result would be after this blow was released with all her strength, so she was ready to explain some things to Bing Zhiqi before all this happened.

"If I die, you can still get out alive, help me tell the little madman that the sign of the enforcer of the human realm is in the thing I gave him. If he wishes, he will bear the burden of enforcing the law. When Nangong Yun said this, he couldn't help but show a little playfulness again.

Chu Fourteen, hey, this name is not as good as Yan Thirteen.

Ice No. nodded.

"Get ready. Nangong Yun said.

Bing Zhiqi nodded heavily.

"Let's go!" Nangong Yun roared angrily, and the violent qi and blood in his body suddenly shook Nangong Yun's hands and feet to the point of flesh and blood, and his torso was full of holes in an instant, and the blood and minced flesh spread out like clouds in an instant.

The orange-yellow and purple nine-tailed lotus blossom let out a cheerful cry, manifesting a petite and delicate fox with nine fluffy tails that opened like an umbrella with purple and orange and yellow, turning into a streamer and galloping upwards.