"Let's go!"

In the Changbai Secret Realm, Shen Qiu pushed Xiao Tie out of the door, and threw the burden and other things on his body to Xiao Tie.

He took out an object from the robe in his left hand, and when Xiao Tie saw Shen Qiu holding the jade bottle, he shouted:

"Big brother, don't be impulsive!"

"I can't help it."

Shen Qiu said without replying:

"Let's go! Follow the demon girl to the entrance of the cave and wait for me, don't look back! ”

After speaking, he looked at Dong Lingjun who rushed in front of him, and poured the cold pool true qi into the jade bottle, and there was a muffled sound in the bottle, and the cold qi was even worse.

Shen Qiu slammed it down on the ground in front of him.

Xiao Tie had already swept a few feet away, but at this moment, he still felt a cold and bone-chilling air, and he exploded behind him.

It's like standing naked outside the house in a big snowstorm, being blown by a snowstorm.

For a moment, the body and soul were almost frozen.

"Bang!"

The jade bottle shattered, and the Changbai Hanluo was smashed to pieces along with the jade bottle.

Shen Qiu also broke out and retreated quickly.

He had seen with his own eyes the tragic condition of Qiu Buping after being infected with the cold spirit of Changbai, and he didn't want to turn himself into dry bones frozen in ice.

When the cold spirit landed, it was not shattered as it was in Qilu that day, so it fell to the ground, and it was still a piece of crystal clear ice.

Seeing the ice fall under his feet, Dong Lingjun's eyes shone with a touch of horror.

Obviously, he knew what it was and how dangerous it was!

He didn't care about the outbreak of the cold air, so he danced the ancient sword, threw out several sword lights, scattered the cold air in front of him a little, and swept out of the place where the cold spirit broke out.

But the national teacher who followed behind Dong Lingjun was not so lucky.

Cold in contact with the air, it grows extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, the entire entrance was blocked, and the crystal clear ice spread in all directions like fast-growing vines.

Anything that comes into contact with is wrapped in the ice of growth.

It's like a snowstorm.

In just an instant, the entire dungeon was sealed up and down, left and right, and everything was sealed in ice.

Happy to stay at the entrance of the passage of the Changbai Secret Realm, he looked at the fleeing Donglingjun and the thief in front of him, and his big eyes were full of bone-chilling coldness.

But he stopped, did not chase, did not move his body.

This national teacher of the Northern Dynasty, as if he had committed suicide, stood in place, letting the cold ice induce him to freeze his feet, and those frosts went all the way up his legs and body.

Between the dense clicks, the joy was quickly frozen like an ice sculpture.

"Run! Run as hard as you can! ”

His murderous voice echoed beyond the secret place, with a hint of undisguised cruelty and pleasure.

The voice was still echoing.

"The cold spirit takes root, everything is frozen, you can't escape, you will die!

But this seat won't!

This seat was slow to make up his mind for his own merits, so this immortal treasure died.

But you have made up your mind for this seat, and it is really fateful!

That's it, the number of lives is like this, when this miracle is completed, it will naturally collect the corpse for you.

Run, run to the ends of the earth and hide! ”

The happy and cold shouts echoed in the fast-frozen mountain path like the cry of thousands of ghosts, and the Witch Sect Master had been completely sealed in the cold ice.

Not only him, but also the road to Shuoxue Palace, and even the entire Shuoxue Palace, were frozen by the cold ice caused by this cold.

These fast-growing ice cubes not only expanded and galloped towards the inner part of the secret realm, but also rushed in another direction, like a cold wind from the north sweeping through the heavens and the earth.

Everywhere it goes, it leaves behind only a layer of crystal clear ice.

Like a frost bomb detonated at a source, the dense cobweb-like caves in the secret realm have not escaped the fate of being frozen.

The cave is a confined space, and when the cold shatters, the temperature in the cave drops by at least 20 degrees.

As the ice tide spreads, the temperature in the cave continues to drop.

Shen Qiu, who was running wildly all the way, tried his best to make the true qi in his body run according to the route of the cold pool, and constantly classified the cold qi into his body, but Rao was like this, he still had the feeling of being thrown into the 10,000-year-old glacier.

His body was paralyzed, but he didn't dare to stop, and he didn't dare to look back.

On that day, a small piece of cold spirit froze the canyon of more than ten miles long in the land of Qilu, which was originally in a cold place, and it was also a confined space, Shen Qiu smashed the cold spirit the size of his palm.

Even he couldn't imagine what this cold spirit would end up frozen.

Perhaps, this Tianmu Mountain, after today, I am afraid that it will not be able to be saved.

"Wow"

A sword roared, and it sounded behind itself.

Shen Qiu felt the cold air coming, so he made the phantom footwork move a few inches outward, which was able to dodge the ancient sword Guan Canghai that attacked from behind.

He tapped his left hand on the knife box behind his back, and the seven stars shook the light and broke out of the box.

Shen Qiu grabbed the hilt of the sword, turned around and slashed, and struck back the ancient sword that swirled in the air for a circle.

The long sword hummed, and was withdrawn from his hand by Dong Lingjun behind him.

Shen Qiu stood in place and looked back.

The cold air behind it was coming, like a winter beast, engulfing everything, but because of the joy of absorbing it, it was running a little slower than before.

And the East Lingjun in front of him was even more miserable.

Shen Qiu still remembered the appearance of his immortal wind bones when he first saw this Dao Master.

Not anymore.

Happy to cut out that knife before, tore open Dong Lingjun's robe, leaving him in tatters, as well as a frozen knife wound, when he had passed through the cold and cold before, he was contaminated by the cold again.

His left arm dragged at his side, his entire arm frozen, and the frost was still infecting Dong Lingjun's body.

It was about the cold poison that he had been poisoned, and his face turned pale.

But the lips are unusually rosy, and they look very weird.

"Dao Chief, you know what it is, and I know it too."

Shen Qiu held the seven stars in his hand and shook the light, and while retreating, he said to the Eastern Lingjun in front of him:

"You have been infected by the cold spirit, I know that your immortal family's true qi can suppress the cold spirit.

But I have also seen with my own eyes how another Heavenly Ranking master died under the infection of the cold.

For the Dao Chief, shouldn't the most important thing at the moment be to escape from this place and get rid of the cold poison?

Do you really want to take a risk and take me and my brother back to your Penglai Mountain? ”

Facing Shen Qiu's questioning, Dong Lingjun held the sword in one hand, he walked a few steps forward, and between his breaths, there was a white frost flying visible to the naked eye.

He said to Shen Qiu:

"As soon as we met, I said to you and the young man who folded the iron that I have no ill will towards you.

I just want to take you back to Penglai.

Zhetie is a disciple of my senior brother Folding Mountain, he learned my Penglai martial arts, is my Penglai people, this recognition of ancestors and return to the ancestors is a human thing!

And you, Shen Qiu, you hold the immortal fate in your hand and are coveted by the world.

If you go back to Penglai with me, you will have Penglai protection! Why do you have to be so stubborn? Even at the expense of doing such a thing?

My Penglai Mountain has always been gentle, didn't I hurt you? ”

Shen Qiu pursed his lips, he was still dozens of zhang away from the exit of the cave.

As he retreated, he said to Dong Lingjun in front of him:

"What's in it?

The good things you Penglai did, don't you know in your own heart?

That folding mountain, you keep calling him senior brother, didn't you kill him? ”

"What did you say?"

Dong Lingjun's eyes flashed with shock and anger, he held the ancient sword, and said sharply:

"How could I, Penglai Mountain, do such an evil thing? Although the senior brother who moved the mountain had a dirty relationship with the head of the Daojun and also betrayed the mountain gate, when did I kill him in Penglai?

You make it clear!

Shen Qiu, if you still want to slander my Penglai Qingyu, I will not stop with you! ”

Zhiqian Mountain left a secret letter, saying that his death was caused by Penglai's internal strength out of control.

He named and said that you and the people of Penglai are a group of immortal cultivators with wolf ambitions, planning a terrible conspiracy. ”

Shen Qiu didn't want to fight with Dong Lingjun.

Even if the master of the Heavenly List is seriously injured, it is not something he can deal with now.

He moved briskly towards the entrance of the cave as he shouted to drag on time.

He said to Dong Lingjun:

"Folding Mountain warns me and Xiao Tie that you must not come into contact with your Penglai people in this life, let alone go to Penglai Mountain. I don't know what he's afraid of.

But it must not be a good thing to make people in the rivers and lakes such as Zheqian Mountain afraid of this.

You let me and Xiaotie go to Penglai with you, it's impossible for us to go.

The Taoist still doesn't have to bother thinking about it anymore.

It's better to let me go, and I won't stop you from leaving, so that you can suppress the cold poison in your body with your heart, so as not to die when you get it, how about it? ”

"You make it clear!!"

Dong Lingjun's heart shook slightly at this time.

He didn't believe what Shen Qiu said.

But the sudden death of Senior Brother Moving Mountain does have many doubts.

This is also about the reputation of Penglai Mountain, so we must ask clearly.

Seeing Shen Qiu flying backwards, Dong Lingjun knew that he was going to run, so he waved his hand and threw the long sword, under the wonderful sword drawing technique of the Ling Xuan Sword style, the ancient sword view flew away from the sea, shaking out several sword shadows, sealing the way Shen Qiu left.

"Bell"

The Seven Stars shook the light and danced two sword rays in Shen Qiu's hand, splitting the sword shadow brought out by the Guancang Sea, but the long knife was hit by the ancient sword and was repelled by the sharp true qi attached to it.

Shen Qiu felt that his knife was like slashing on a stone, and his wrist shook violently, and he was forcibly stopped from leaving.

"Huh"

Dong Lingjun flew over, landed lightly on the ground, and with a slight swing of his right hand, the ancient sword fell into the palm of his hand.

He held his sword to Shen Qiu in front of him, and he said:

"If what you said is true, you and Xiao Tie will go back to Penglai with me, if Penglai really does something evil, I will protect you and wait for everything.

But if what you say is false, it will ruin the reputation of my sect, and I will not spare you.

Put down the knife, Shen Qiu!

Although I have been poisoned by the cold spirit, it is not difficult to capture you. ”

"Huh."

Shen Qiu saw that Dong Lingjun was blocking the way, and this person spoke in such a decisive tone, he knew that there was no turning around.

He clenched the long knife in his hand, took a deep breath, and all kinds of chaotic thoughts in his heart were also expelled from his mind, and he seemed to feel Shen Qiu's increasingly stubborn fighting intent, so he also hummed slightly.

Throw away your illusions and prepare to fight to the death.

"You immortal cultivators, you really don't understand the world, you listen to what you say! It's like an eight-year-old child, babbling!

It's ridiculous! ”

Shen Qiu stretched out his hand and put on the red ghostly face.

He mobilized the true qi in his body, and did not operate in the route of Xue Ji's mental method, but preferred to the cold pool, which was between the internal strength of the witch sect, so that Shen Qiu's side also carried a trace of cold qi.

It seems to merge with the icy tide that engulfs behind it.

He said to Dong Lingjun in front of him:

"You take us to Penglai, if what I said is true, there are really wicked people in Penglai, and you really do evil things, I'm afraid you won't even be able to protect yourself!

How can you protect me and Xiao Tie?

Don't think too much of yourself, Dongling Dao Chief, besides, maybe you're one of those wicked people?

Perhaps, you killed your mountain moving brother with your own hands?

The heart is separated from the belly.

How do I know if there is a black heart beating in the chest of your dignified Taoist chief? ”

"Wow"

The fierce puppet knife unfolded, and there was a cold air, Shen Qiu raised the knife and said to the Penglai people in front of him:

"If you want to capture me, come.

If you don't give me a way to live, I'll earn my own life. ”

What a heavenly leader!

What a master!

What if the opponent is strong?

If he wants to kill, he will stick his neck out and let him kill?

The ants still spare their lives, and the rabbits are forced to bite people.

People in the rivers and lakes, aren't they even as good as rabbits?

"Huh"

The Ling Xuan sword style burst out in front of Shen Qiu's eyes, and with a flick of the wrist of Dong Lingjun, who was dancing the sword with one arm, the sword light came to his face, and this sword style was extremely ethereal, as dexterous as a bird flying in the clouds.

There is no prediction at all where the next sword will come from.

However, it is quite similar to the method of the mountain ghost's one-handed swordsmanship, and this is still Dong Lingjun's desire to use his true qi to suppress the growth of cold in his body.

Only use swordsmanship to fight the enemy, this is also the confidence of Shen Qiu to dare to confront Dong Lingjun here.

If he didn't use the suppression of his true qi to bully people, he would still be able to hold on a few points.

But if that's all there is to it, that's not enough!

"Bang"

Shen Qiu's knife blocked the three stabbing sword lights, but when he retreated, he was caught in the neck by Dong Lingjun's light sword, and a bloody mark appeared.

If this sword deviates by two inches, it will be his throat that will be cut.

This is a warning!

It is impossible for a swordsman like Dong Lingjun to make such a mistake.

The sword in Dong Lingjun's hand was like a spirit snake, strolling forward, Shen Qiu resisted quite hard, he poured his true qi into the blade, slashed forward, and a fierce sword qi broke out, repelling the forced Dong Lingjun again.

The latter dragged his shoulders, floated and retreated, and landed steadily a few feet away, his wrist turned, the ancient sword roared, and several clusters of sword flowers rushed to his face.

Shen Qiu shook his head and pressed his broad blade against the blade.

In the sound of a torrential rain slapping banana leaves, he heard Dong Lingjun say:

"I've said it all, shaking the light doesn't match your temperament, and forcibly holding it will only make you trapped in the knife intent, and you can't improve your knife skills anymore.

That greedy wolf knife may be able to make you last a little longer.

You have already understood the intent of the sword.

And why do you have to dwell on shaking the light? ”

"Poof"

The moment the words fell, the ancient sword was like a dexterous snake head, bypassing the shaking blade and stabbing into Shen Qiu's waist and abdomen, blood falling from the wound, and before it reached the ground, it was frozen into blood beads by the cold air behind him.

Shen Qiu took a step back and put the shaking light into the scabbard, as if he had taken Dong Lingjun's suggestion, and pulled out the lighter greedy wolf knife behind his back.

Beneath his feet was a white frost, like frozen ground.

He stood in the midst of the frost, made the cold pool absorb the cold qi, raised his head, and said to Dong Lingjun, whose face changed slightly:

Xie Daochang pointed out.

But I still want to see, in this cold and cold air, who of you and I can last longer, Dao Chief, this battle has nothing to do with what knife I use.

Your enemy is not mine...

Either you leave before the cold poison deepens and becomes irreversible.

Or, let's both die here together! ”

Shen Qiu moved his shoulders and looked at the frozen sword wound on his waist, he grinned, and the bloodshot that he had brought up by sacrificing his life showed in his eyes.

He said to Dong Lingjun in front of him:

"I'm a mere list, for the life of a heavenly list, this wave, Shen has made a lot of money!

The Taoist chief said, isn't it? ”