In the Arctic Circle, the weather is freezing and the wind is cold. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In this inaccessible place, except for some scientific research teams and adventurers, almost no one came. On top of a vast ice field, several polar bears walked slowly, their snow-white fur seemed to blend with the snow.

In the middle of the ice field, there is a waterhole, and the waterhole is perfectly round, which is very strange. Within a kilometer of this waterhole, there are no human figures, and not even animals will set foot within a kilometer range. In this kilometer area, there seems to be a strange and strange force affecting it.

Looking down the pool, the icy water surface rippled. In the depths of the water, I faintly saw a black light, black as ink, black as a jewel, very weird.

Call.

A gust of wind blew.

The whole glacier suddenly shuddered, and cracks began in the waterhole and spread in all directions. In the blink of an eye, the entire ice field was full of cracks, and some polar bears did not react for a while and fell into the icy water.

Boom.

The waterhole exploded and turned into a sky of icy water.

Oh.

A heaven-shattering dragon roar resounded through the nine heavens, and a huge dragon shadow rose from the waterhole, rushing straight into the nine heavens, shaking the heavens and the earth, connecting the heavens and the earth. Immediately after, the figure turned into an old man with a distinct rosacea.

This old man turned out to be an old drunkard who had disappeared for a long time.

The old drunkard, dressed in coarse linen clothes, clutched an inky black dragon-shaped war knife in his right hand. The handle of the knife is like a dragon's head, which is inky black, and the dragon eyes, dragon whiskers, and dragon scales are lifelike, especially the pair of dragon eyes faintly flashing with a demonic light. The blade is the body of a dragon, and each piece of dragon scale is extremely sharp and can cut through everything.

The momentum of the old drunkard is not the slightest laziness and decadence, but is like a war knife that kills thousands of people, fierce and domineering. Raising his head slightly, a flash of knife flashed in his eyes, and the ice cubes below suddenly turned into countless tiny ice chips, which melted into the cold water.

"Old Taoist, I'll avenge you."

The old drunkard muttered softly, and his body shook, like a knife light, and swept out.

……

An island near the coastline in the East China Sea.

There is a majestic bronze palace on the island, which looks very strange and strange in this era. Outside the bronze palace, there are many people busy, cleaning up.

From these cleaners, they all felt a strong aura, and from their unique movements, it can be inferred that some of these people are cultivators, some are transcendental, some are ninjas, but there are no saints.

There are also attendants in the bronze palace, and these attendants are all women, including black-haired and yellow-skinned Chinese, and blonde foreigners, from different places. But everyone has one characteristic, that is, they are very beautiful.

In a secret room in the bronze palace, there are strange patterns on the walls of the secret room, like runes, which can forcibly transform many forces between heaven and earth into aura, which is very peculiar.

On the futon in the secret room, there was a domineering and arrogant middle-aged man sitting cross-legged, with a turquoise battle armor full of violent atmosphere, this person was naturally Luo Xiao, who was called a demon by the world today.

Luo Xiao closed his eyes and cultivated, and the air around him turned into a strange wind. The wind swirled and flowed, as if it was being pulled by Luo Xiao's power.

After a while, Luo Xiao opened his eyes, and there was a faint wind flowing in his eyes, turning into a strange pattern, which was very mysterious. The winds around all of them surrendered to Luo Xiao.

"This is the power of the wind spirit?"

Luo Xiao raised his hand, and a whirlpool of wind spun at high speed in his hand.

"The pseudo-wind spirit body alone has such a strong power, and it will help me a lot, so how far will a real wind spirit body reach?"

The corners of Luo Xiao's mouth curled slightly: "It took nearly a month of events to extract and refine the pseudo-wind spirit body, and I am afraid how much time it will take to extract and refine the real water spirit body." Dissolving the wind vortex in his hand, the smile on Luo Xiao's face became even stronger, "But a pseudo-wind spirit body can improve my cultivation a lot." If I can completely absorb and refine the true water spirit body, I should have a certain chance of becoming a golden immortal. ”

"Huh?"

Luo Xiao raised his eyes, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

"It's really strange that there is such a powerful force in this world."

Luo Xiao got up and disappeared in place.

Above the bronze palace, Luo Xiao looked at the sword that flew in the distance. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of him.

"So it's you, a deserter?"

Luo Xiao glanced at the old drunkard and smiled easily.

The old drunkard stared at Luo Xiao with a cold expression: "Today, I will kill you to avenge my old friend." ”

The words fell, and like a dragon-shaped war knife in his hand, an angry dragon roared for nine days, turning into a domineering sword and slashing at Luo Xiao, as if he wanted to destroy Luo Xiao and the entire island together.

Luo Xiao raised his hand, and a punch shot out, and the fist wind was mighty, turning into an angry roaring giant tiger, facing the dragon-shaped sword.

Dragons and tigers compete.

Shocking the Eight Desolations.

The fist-style giant tiger was cut in half by the dragon-shaped sword, and the rest of the momentum was even roaring towards Luo Xiao.

Luo Xiao's eyes showed a touch of different color, and he punched again, shattering the dragon-shaped sword. His eyes fell on the dragon-shaped war knife in the old drunkard's hand, and he smiled slightly, and understood.

"It turned out to be a forbidden weapon, no wonder you were able to improve to such a level in a short period of time." Luo Xiao sneered, "The forbidden weapon is to gain great power at the cost of life force, and only the weak will use the forbidden weapon." ”

"You've been able to barely grasp this forbidden weapon, but how much vitality do you have? I'm afraid I won't be able to support even a month, let alone that. The mockery on Luo Xiao's face became even stronger, "It's just delusional to want to defeat me with this forbidden weapon." ”

The old drunkard didn't care what Luo Xiao said at all, what he had in his hand was indeed a forbidden weapon, and he really had less than a month to live. But he must get rid of Luo Xiao in front of him, one is for his old friend, and the other is for Huaxia.

The sword wind was loud and bright, turning into a deafening dragon moan.

As the sword wind turned, nine giant dragons soared into the air and turned into a shocking sword ray, enough to easily kill any cultivator in the Transformation Realm. The sword slashed down, and even the space trembled faintly, almost being cut by a knife.

"The trapped beast is still fighting."

Luo Xiao snorted coldly and threw a heavy punch.

The air vibration produced ripples in space, this is the power of immortals, this is the wonder of immortal power. The power of a punch is terrifying.

A punch shattered the shocking sword, and the terrifying force crushed the old drunkard.

But the fist wind passed.

But the old drunkard was gone.

"Old drunkard, just leave it to me here."

A young man suddenly appeared, and beside him was an old drunkard. (To be continued.) )