"Demon Tail Lonely Return!" Qiu Leng shouted!

At this time, the autumn cold is afraid, there is a lot of wind and water, and the courage of the strong man is gone! The sword turns into a rainbow! Like thunder and lightning, slashing towards the thousand-year-old ice spirit!

Qiu Leng's sword is also used as a knife, and the sky is full of murderous aura, and it seems that he is the only one left in heaven and earth!

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!

In such a powerful and murderous room, the face of the thousand-year-old ice spirit suddenly changed, and it seemed that it was not a person, but a beast from the barren!

The thousand-year-old ice spirit was already frozen at this time, it never expected that Qiu Leng would be able to stand up after enduring the critical attack, and it didn't expect that Qiu Leng would rush towards it!

At this time, the thousand-year-old ice spirit was obviously intimidated by the autumn cold, even the god of war of the ages was also afraid of the most cold beast!

It was the fierce, bloodthirsty light that only a ruthless beast could emit!

At the moment when the thousand-year-old ice spirit was stunned, the sword of Qiu Leng surged wildly! The momentum is concurrent, and the momentum is shocking!

"Bang!"

A dazzling spark shimmered a strange light from the blade.

Qiu Leng instinctively slashed his heavy sword on the giant iron stone, shaking his arms numb.

I saw that the thousand-year-old ice spirit took a step back, and a small ice horn was tightly knocked out of his skull!

Seeing this, Qiu Leng was almost desperate. This thousand-year-old ice spirit is simply an immortal god of war! No one or anything can do anything about it.

The thousand-year-old ice spirit gently stroked its forehead, and when it saw a piece of ice slag falling from its skull, its face suddenly became hideous: "Ah! "The thousand-year-old ice spirit raised its arms to the sky and roared! The muscles are bursting out!

Suddenly, the house shook, and the sound was extremely sharp and piercing, almost shaking the heavens and the earth! Qiu Leng intuitively felt that his eardrum was almost ruptured, and his eyes were dark and crumbling!

Just when Qiu Leng's eyes were dark, a word suddenly sounded in his mind: fire.

Fire and ice!

Everything in the world is ten thousand grams, and all things are relative!

Qiu Leng had a flash of inspiration, hurriedly supported the ground with the Songyang sword, and stood up in an instant.

"Fire? Where is the fire? Qiu Leng muttered. His head was full of cold sweat, if he waited for the thousand-year-old ice spirit to make a move, then what was waiting for him would be a stormy lightning strike!

"Sun Soul?" Qiu Leng suddenly shouted. At this time, he had an extra throwing knife in his hand! The Sun Soul has a skill: Sunburn! Qiu Leng once saw the power of this skill in the tavern.

After the thousand-year-old ice spirit roared, it was already pressing towards him step by step, holding a heavy sword and wearing ice armor, like the god of war of the eternal desolation! Its ferocious eyes, its arrogant posture, despised Qiu Leng, and it looked at Qiu Leng like an ant.

Its countenance was one of haughtiness, murder and contempt.

"Poof!" Qiu Leng's throwing knife has been shot!

The thousand-year-old ice spirit actually hammered his chest with both hands like a gorilla, showing that it could not be defeated. It let the knives go through his arms and into his own body!

"Bang!" The thousand-year-old ice spirit's eyes were almost bulging, and this flying knife did not fall to the ground as it had imagined, but plunged into its own body!

The frozen armor suddenly burst and shattered!

Only steam! Steam!

The chest of the thousand-year-old ice spirit has begun to melt! It's like falling into lava! The only thing that awaits it is destruction.

"How is that possible? How do you have a throwing knife forged from a Sun Soul Stone? The soul of the sun can destroy the sky! Destroy the heavens and destroy the gods! Destroying the sky? Destroying the gods? Is this providential? Its last sentence had turned into a puddle of water.

Qiu Leng never imagined that such a dramatic scene would happen in the end, and he would actually shoot the thousand-year-old ice spirit like this.

It seems that you can't be arrogant at any time.

After the thousand-year-old ice spirit completely turned into water, I saw three things burst out on the ground. Qiu Leng hurriedly picked up all three things.

I saw a thing that was as clear as a heart and as bright as a goose stone, which made people love it and was extremely beautiful. When I held it in my hand, I immediately felt a cold chill.

"Millennial Ice Soul! It turns out that this is the thousand-year-old ice soul! Qiu Leng shouted excitedly. When he held it in his hand, not only did his body chill, but he also had an inexplicable peace in his heart! That tranquility seemed to be the only one left, only the wind, only him! Clear as water, flat as a bronze mirror!

Qiu Leng hurriedly went to see the introduction of the thousand-year-old ice spirit, but what he saw was that the soul of the thousand-year-old ice spirit was left in the crystal of ten thousand ice. The rest of the stats are: ??? Seeing this question mark, Qiu Leng wondered, Qiu Leng could clearly feel the quietness and coldness in his heart, so this hidden attribute must be calming the nerves or something.

Qiu Leng then looked at the second treasure, which turned out to be a picture. It reads: Ancient Desolation Cold Ice! Skills! Advanced martial arts. It is the stunt of the thousand-year-old ice spirit, the servant of the ancient desolate divine beast Xuanwu.

Qiu Leng was even more excited when he saw this. The weakest point of oneself is internal strength, and often cannot keep up with the enemy's internal strength. And this ancient desolate cold ice strength is at least a high-level martial art, something that Qiu Leng dreams of.

He hurriedly opened the diagram and clicked to confirm learning.

Qiu Leng's intuition flashed in his mind, and he was looking at his martial arts column. There is another internal skill: the ancient desolation and ice! A total of five moves: Jinyang West! Wild! Polar Winter Moon! Frozen crape myrtle! Chill all over the world!

The first trick is the end of Jin Yang: from Yang to Yin, from existence to nothing, Yang to Yang, Yang to Yin!

The second trick is ridiculous: the storm, the whole body, the whole body, the whole body!

The third trick is the polar winter moon: cathodized yang, anodized yin, polar winter cold, and the moon is cold!

The fourth trick is to freeze crape myrtle: purple micro astrology, go against the current, ice the night sky, seal ten thousand stars!

The fifth trick is the cold and desolate worlds: unknown.

Qiu Leng has encountered two question marks in a row today, and this unknown means that he can't launch the fifth trick Cold Desolation. And he has already learned this ancient desolate cold and icy energy, and there is the name of the fifth move in the martial arts column, obviously this move exists. As for the invisible unknown, it is obvious that you need to understand it slowly.

However, Qiu Leng is already very content, seeing the introduction of these four moves, Qiu Leng feels extremely powerful, although he doesn't know what effect these four moves will have, but his heart is already full of confidence.

Qiu Leng was looking at the following thing, which was actually a weapon. And it's a sword! This sword seemed to be left over from the melting of the heavy sword in the hands of the thousand-year-old ice spirit. The body of the sword is less than one meter, and the whole body is blood-red, and the blood is penetrating! It was like a kind of chicken blood red, and when you touched it, it felt very clear, not like touching metal, but more like touching a kind of stone.

This sword is more like a work of art carved from jade, but the blade is extremely sharp, exuding a sharp blood light, and there are chills.

Qiu Leng looked at the name of the sword again: Blood! The evaluation is: Soul Fly! Texture: Eight, Sharp: Nine, Murderous: Ten!

Qiu Leng couldn't help but say to himself: "Murderous? There is still a murderous aura on the sword? What the hell is this? Qiu Leng couldn't help but feel annoyed, this sword was not suitable for him at all, and he already had the Songyang Sword, let alone use other weapons. Even if the legendary Sun Destroying Bow, Xuanyuan Sword, Fish Intestine, Tai'a, and Gan put famous weapons such as Mo Ye next to him, he would still not hesitate to choose the Songyang Sword.

And this sword is more suitable for girls, the whole body is blood-red, like a drop of blood, and the blood is as translucent as a drop all the time.

Qiu Leng's mouth turned up when he saw these three items with a lot of income, he hadn't been so lucky for a long time. I couldn't help humming a little song in my mouth.

At this time, Qiu Leng suddenly found that the huge bronze mirror on the table was not a copper mirror at all, and the tunnel reflected there was not reflected by the mirror at all, but a real tunnel.

Qiu Leng couldn't help but poke his hand forward, and found that his hand could really reach in.

If it weren't for the thousand-year-old ice spirit sword that smashed the stone table to pieces, no one would have thought that this was a tunnel, not a mirror. This tunnel is so similar to the painting on the opposite wall that it is not at all different.

Qiu Leng can't help but start YY, and there will definitely be good things in this tunnel. "Is it a treasure, haha." Qiu Leng actually started to laugh idiotically.

Qiu Leng smiled as he walked into the cave.

Only one person could pass through, and the tunnel was pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers. He touched the wall with his hand and moved it down step by step.

The walls were ice, too, and the steps under his feet were ice.

Suddenly there was a side slip, Qiu Leng rolled down with a roll, he grabbed the steps with his hands twice, but he hesitated and didn't catch it. Qiu Leng's intuition almost turned upside down, and he was bumped by ice stones all over his body, and he was in pain.