Leng Hankong found that the Xiaogang Han Sword in his hand was trembling slightly. Although he knew it was some kind of sign, he ignored it and devoted himself to alleviating the pain and protecting his body. After all, only by doing so could he successfully complete the process of fusing with the Seven Star Cold Crystal, that is, the Xiaolan Cold Sword, or more precisely, the Sword Spirit Dragon Ling of the Xiaolan Cold Sword.

The sword is just a dead thing, but when a sword has a sword spirit, then fusing with it is the correct operation to obtain it.

Leng Hankong knew that he had to persevere. The last time he encountered such a situation was when he faced the frosty sky ice phoenix. Now that I think about it, it seems like a long time ago. But when I mention it now, I still remember it vividly. At that time, Leng Hankong had nothing, and his sister and partners around him could only bless silently. And now, the new spirit feather in the cold sky has awakened, and it has even reached the achievement before the spirit feather was abolished. The people who supported him were replaced by his division commanders. He understands that since he managed to get through it last time, he can now, too. Last time, Leng Hankong was trying to get his new life, and this time, he was trying to get stronger.

After carefully thinking about Long Ling's identity, Leng Hankong knew that what he had to do was not only to defeat him, but also to prove himself in front of her. So, Leng Hankong stretched out his hand at that moment. It is not only the opportunity that is seized, but also the trust of Long Ling, who is a sword spirit.

The cold and empty heart has gradually calmed down. Although the suffering of the body continued, what was this little bit of pain compared to the pain he suffered when he awakened the new spirit feather? You know, the process of awakening that he was going through as a consciousness at that time was actually three times as much as before. Since he even passed that level bravely and fearlessly, what is there to be afraid of at this level in front of him?

"Huh, ......" Leng Hankong slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity. He steadied the Xiaolan Han Sword in his hand, and then tried to use it as a medium to release one of his buff skills. "The Gift of Frost". No anomalous events occurred. This also confirmed Leng Hankong's conjecture, "Although Long Ling will not provide any help in the process of fusion, it will not hinder him from doing anything." Any skill with a buff effect, he can release it through the Xiaolan Han Sword. The rich ice attribute elements around Cold Void's body all flew towards him happily. A steady stream of them poured into his body, and it was rapid.

As an ice-attribute feather battle master, Leng Hankong was whimsical and prepared to use poison to attack poison to solve the problem in front of him. He first used the pure ice element in his body to protect the meridians and important organs and parts, and then absorbed the ice element from the outside world to fuse the huge ice element group that Xiao Lan Ice Sword fed into the cold and cold void body. In the end, Cold Sky was ready to absorb the outside world and the ice elemental group introduced by Xiao Lan's Cold Sword together.

In this way, not only can it speed up the fusion with the Seven Stars Cold Crystal, but it can also use this process to improve the cultivation of the Cold Sky itself.

Moreover, experiencing the pain between life and death again, Leng Hankong will even have some understanding. Long Ling quietly observed everything inside the Xiaolan Han Sword. Except for the encouragement to Leng Hankong at the beginning, she didn't actually make any other moves, she wouldn't help Leng Hankong, and even the intensity of the pain she kept controlling it from rising by half a point. It was really the process of fusion that was completely thrown to Leng Hankong alone.

However, under such Long Ling's "special care", Leng Hankong will also get many benefits.

Leng Hankong stood there quietly, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. Whether it was the cold wind around him, the howling blizzard, or the bottomless abyss under his feet, none of them seemed to attract his attention. Leng Hankong just stared ahead, and it seemed that all that accompanied him was the sword in his hand, the crystal on the sword, and the spirit in the crystal.

But he didn't have it easy. If someone passes by him, you can see him clenching his teeth, and his young face is covered with sweat.

His pain is actually something that no one else can experience. They wouldn't know that every impact of the ice elemental would make the boy's body shake to the left and right, they wouldn't know that every tremor of the sword in the boy's hand represented the severe pain the boy had suffered, and they wouldn't know that the boy had given almost everything to maintain the connection between him and the Seven Star Cold Crystal. Because he hadn't moved his steps for too long, Leng Hankong's body was already covered with snowflakes.

He stood silently in place like a white statue...... For the dream of becoming stronger.

The stiffness for too long made the cold and empty legs gradually lose sensation. But these are no longer important, he is just using his strength to prevent the Xiao Lan Han Sword in his hand from getting out of his control, as long as he does this, he can guarantee that he will not fail. It's just that as the fusion process gradually deepens, the pain suffered by the cold and cold air has also intensified. At this time, he keenly felt that the Xiaolan Han Sword in his hand had become extremely heavy.

Leng Han's empty hand was originally very steady, but now it couldn't stop trembling.

"Steady!" Long Ling's voice came. Although Leng Hankong's pain was all done by her alone, she and Leng Hankong both understood very well that without danger, it was impossible to become stronger. "Cold Sky, you have to persevere. Leng Hankong gritted his teeth and nodded. Although it was almost at its limit, Cold Hankong was still trying to hold on. The back of his shirt was soaking wet, and he was clearly doing his best.

"Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer......" Long Ling secretly cheered for the cold air. She is well aware of the difficulty of the assessment that Leng Hankong faces. But because of this, she also has great confidence in the cold sky. She believed that with the strength of Leng Hankong, although the situation this time was difficult for him, there was no problem in getting through it safely. Just as Long Ling was muttering to herself, the side of the cold sky suddenly changed. The right hand he held the Feng Xiao Lan Han Sword suddenly turned into the same color as the Xiao Lan Han Sword, and it looked like it was fused with it.

Although this situation seemed too strange to outsiders, Long Ling knew that this was a sign that the cold sky and the Xiaolan cold sword were about to be fused.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the ice blue on Leng Hankong's right hand began to spread sharply, not only dyeing Leng Hankong's originally pure white and flawless robe blue, but even his slightly immature face was faintly painted with a few traces of ice blue. This not only did not lower the appearance of the cold sky, but even had the icing on the cake.

When the ice blue completely covers the cold air...... only heard a "bang", Leng Hankong seemed to be shaken forward by an invisible force and staggered a few steps, and it was also thanks to the fact that he was still some distance from the cliff before, and this sudden situation did not let him fall off the cliff.

And all the ice blue also faded from the cold sky, and it turned out that all of them had drilled into the Xiaolan Han Sword. In an instant, the light of the Xiao Lan Cold Sword became great, which also indicated that this fusion had finally succeeded.

Long Ling came out of Xiao Lan's cold sword and stood still in front of the cold sky. At this time, she no longer had the cold aura that she exuded when she first met Leng Hankong, and the ice blue of her whole body had faded unconsciously, and if she looked closely, this was an elegant girl in a white ancient robe. "Congratulations, Hankong. She said, with a playful hint in her ethereal voice.

It's just that at this time, Leng Hankong seems to be finally exhausted, and he doesn't even have the strength to speak. He barely blinked, and then fell in her direction under Long Ling's surprised eyes, and the Xiaolan Han Sword in his hand could no longer be controlled, falling towards the ground. The cold air path fell towards Long Ling, but he didn't touch her body at all, but passed through Long Ling, who existed as a spirit, and continued to fall towards the edge of the cliff, seeing that he was about to fall off the cliff.

Long Ling's heart was suddenly anxious. Although this is the area she created for the assessment, in order to find a suitable sword master for herself, Long Ling has tried her best. One of them is that it is different from the Spiritual Secret Realm. We all know that although the Feather Warrior in the Vast Secret Realm will be injured, all the injuries will be eliminated when they return to reality. It's different here, and if you get hurt here, you're really hurt.

In the midst of lightning, Long Ling knew that he didn't have any time to think anymore. Just when she was a little helpless, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of the Xiaolan Han Sword that had landed on the side. She had a flash of inspiration, and with a flick of her fingers, the Xiao Lan Han Sword floated in mid-air. Seeing this, Long Ling didn't think much about it, and the hand that controlled the Xiao Lan Han Sword slashed towards the bottom of the cliff, and the Xiao Lan Han Sword flew towards the cold sky that had fallen into the cliff.

Fortunately, Long Ling's reaction was fast, and Xiao Lan's cold sword still caught up with the falling cold sky. Although Leng Hankong fell, his head was still very clear, and he subconsciously reached out and grabbed the hilt of Xiao Lanhan's sword. In this way, Leng Hankong was hung on the edge of the cliff, and once again snatched his life from the hands of death.

Long Ling controlled the Xiao Lan Han Sword to slowly rise. Leng Hankong returned to the cliff at this time, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he felt that his feet had finally stepped on the solid earth.

“...... Have I gained your approval?" Leng Hankong asked, "Is that the approval of the Seven-Star Cold Crystal?" Long Ling nodded and said:

"yes...... I don't remember anything about it now, but I know that you deserve my approval. ”

"Wait...... You don't remember anything?" Leng Hankong knew he had succeeded when he gained control of the Xiaolan Cold Sword and felt its icy and piercing aura pouring into his body. More than this, he cared more about what Long Ling said.

When Long Ling heard this, he let out a long sigh, "My previous master passed away shortly after sealing my memories and strength. I think he probably didn't want me to be used by the bad guys...... After all, if a sword is confessed to its master, it is impossible to unravel it unless its master dies...... If I was used by someone else with my strength at the time...... The consequences are unimaginable. She pointed to the Xiaolan Han Sword in Leng Hankong's hand and said:

"You have officially become my master. Leng Hankong looked down, but saw that Xiao Lanhan's sword had already been attached to a trace of his own blood, which must have been stained before. It seems that the shedding of blood is the process of confession.

"Then ......," Leng Hankong smiled, "Tell me a lot." Long Ling stretched out her pink little fist,

"Let's get stronger together. I've now regained some of my memories thanks to the unbreaking of the first seal. It just happened to be about cultivation. She said cheerfully, "Let's get stronger together." When you become stronger, I can also play stronger. ”

Leng Hankong nodded vigorously, "Okay." ”

As he spoke, he extended his fist as well. The fists of the two met, but they did not collide. This is exactly the embodiment of the state of Long Ling's spirit body. As a sword spirit, because the current cold and cold sky and good strength are weak, Long Ling can only provide some guidance on cultivation. In battle, there is some powerlessness, after all, Lingquan is still a little inconvenient.

However, the two people naturally didn't care about this, and when they smiled at each other, they already understood each other's thoughts.

"Let's go, I'll take you out. After a brief period of excitement, Long Ling returned to her original cold voice. She carried the cold sky to the other side of the cliff to a normal, snow-covered lone pine. "Press your right hand up, and we'll be back in the Ice Pool. As she spoke, she turned into a streamer and drilled into the cold sky of the Xiaolan Han Sword. Before leaving, she left one last word for Leng Hankong, "You have to be ready, I am the teacher...... It's also very harsh. ”

Leng Hankong smiled helplessly. Because she had unlocked the seal of her cultivation memory, Long Ling was also ready to educate her in order to make Leng Hankong stronger. Of course, Leng Hankong has no opinion on this, his wish is to become stronger. This has never changed. Leng Hankong froze down, pinned the Xiaolan Han Sword to his waist with his left hand, and lightly imprinted his right hand on the lonely tree that Long Ling mentioned.

"Click. Cold Sky suddenly heard an unsettling noise. He followed the sound, but a crack suddenly cracked in the surface of the pine tree in front of him. It's just that he didn't wait for Leng Hankong to think about something, but a blue sign suddenly lit up in the center of the back of his right hand, and he didn't need to look carefully to know that it was the appearance of Xiao Lan Hanjian.

I saw that the Xiaolan Han Sword on Leng Hankong's waist instantly turned into a streamer of light and was printed on the rune. In an instant, the logo on the back of Leng Hankong's right hand suddenly shone brightly. This was followed by a loud "boom" sound, which had just reached Leng Hankong's ears. He fell under his feet and fell. Before entering a half-dreaming state, Leng Hankong took one last look at the world in front of him...... A world that has completely collapsed.

With a "plop", Leng Hankong felt himself fall into the water. Looking at the familiar blue in front of him, Leng Hankong knew that he was sure to be in the Xuanbing Pool. The surroundings were quiet, I don't know if it was because the demonic beasts here already knew that the cold sky had obtained the seven-star cold crystal. "You already knew I was going to fall. Leng Hankong suddenly asked Long Ling, and seeing that the other party did not answer, he made up again:

"I know you're laughing. ”

"Poof. Long Ling seemed to be unable to hold back, "Don't be so serious." ”

"Don't tell me, you just came up with that way of returning just to fix me......" Leng Hankong was a little helpless.

"That's not it......" Long Ling replied with some embarrassment.

"Alright, let's go...... Teacher Mo should be in a hurry for a while......"

"It turns out that you also know Teacher Mo Xiaoxin......" Leng Hankong said silently. "Why can't I know him......" Long Ling seemed to be a little crying and laughing, "It's been a long time since Zifeng brought me to the Six Xuanzong......

"Zifeng brought you here?" Leng Hankong was very interested in Long Ling's past, "I'm really more and more curious about your past......"

"Oh, I forgot about it...... Long Ling responded, "I'll tell you when I recover my memory......"