Chapter 82: The Mysterious Man!

No one thought that in the end, Yan Long would actually sacrifice himself, use the power of martial arts to hide from everyone, and send Xue Ao in.

This is a palace without any unique color, only more than 10,000 meters large, the surrounding is simple and unremarkable, there is no carved beams and paintings, and there is no martial will trembling, and there is no qualification to compare with the outer hall.

"Is this really where the mystery of the monument lies?"

If it weren't for the monuments, no one would have believed that this would be a place where countless people desperately want to go.

"The mystery of the monuments..."

A low and unruly voice sounded from the side, very harsh, it was Xue Ao who came in on the other side, at this time his eyes greedily scanned the hall, the heart of ice was powerful, and his divine sense was dense here, and he didn't look for Xiao Lun in his eyes at all.

Although Xue Ao did not condense the source of his life, his heart of ice was not inferior to Yan Long, who had condensed the source of his life, so he didn't care about Xiao Lun, who was still on the verge of refining his will.

The whole monument is at your fingertips!

"I really never thought that the mystery of this ancient site would finally be solved by me, hehe, hehe, I thought he was smart but didn't expect it!" Xue Ao sneered, and at the same time he noticed something different, because his divine sense was suddenly erased, and he had nothing to say, he was overjoyed in his heart, knowing that the opportunity had come.

Thirty meters to the left, there was a stone monument, bleak and corrupted by time, and if it weren't for here, no one would have noticed its existence.

Xue Ao flew somewhere.

Xiao Lun stood in place, frowning slightly, this guy seems to be too indifferent to himself.

"It seems too early to be so happy!"

The unyielding will exploded, condensed the wings, Xiao Lun caught up with Xue Ao like lightning, stopped in front of the stone tablet, and stared at Xue Ao coldly, with an unstoppable killing intent in his eyes!

Even if it's desperate, you have to kill this person!

The mystery of the monument is of great significance, and this sentence has been said more than once from the mouths of Loulan Shaoying, Mo Shenji, and the fox, Xiao Lun did not dare to be careless, let alone disobey.

"Is it up to you?" Xue Ao sneered, a sinister smile on her face: "Do you really think that you can do whatever you want when you get acquainted with Mo Shenji?" Now I'll tell you, you're just a garbage who depends on women to survive!"

Xue Ao's hands quickly sealed, he was extremely excited, his eyes were cold, his hair exploded and turned into ice to kill, and there was also an ice spear condensed in his hands, and a lightning-like hole pierced, and the space was frozen and cold.

In an instant, Xue Ao made a supreme killing move, killing Xiao Lun in the upper, middle and lower ways, and the infinite spiritual power shrouded him, and the thousands of voids were all submerged.

Xiao Lun touched his eyebrows, and then exhaled, the meaning of desolation slowly spread in all directions, and the array of fallen leaves in the sky condensed out, and he turned into a fallen leaf, and the barren qi swirled around his body, corrupting a large area of space.

Buzz!

Xiao Lun killed, thousands of green leaves flying, full of vitality, and gradually transformed into death, the meaning of life and death operated, deduced the way of barren rebirth, at this moment Xiao Lun had an epiphany, the second step of the three-step remnant dragon is very deep, I believe that it will not be long before you can master it, and the strength has risen greatly!

"Die, trash!"

Xue Ao roared angrily, pinching the spear in his hand and bursting out with the cold air of ice, the void cracked with frozen, the blizzard roared, tearing here, the sky was full of frost and cold, filling the sky, it was terrifying!

Xiao Lun and Xue Ao collided together, and the meaning of desolation was pervasive, corroding the cold air, and Xue Ao's figure was shocked back a few steps.

He was shocked, looked up to the sky and roared, the heart of ice was sacrificed, it was a transparent heart, when it was suspended in the air, the entire hall was frozen, there was no possibility of relief, with the slight beating of the heart and spinning, the cold and gloomy snow and frost were exploding, spraying, rendering this place as a country of ice and snow, the space was frozen, and it rushed towards Xiao Lun, to directly freeze him and the space.

"Ice Heart, it's terrifying!"

Xiao Lun retreated, desolate and transformed, forming wings behind his back, the barren qi erupted between the beatings, and the cold qi was consumed, Xiao Lun sincerely felt this martial arts will comprehended by relying on his own concentration potential!

Xiao Lun admires this kind of people very much, because this kind of people are unwilling to be ordinary, and they want to follow their own path, open up a precedent, and be admired and worshiped by future generations.

However, admiration is admiration, but it still can't erase Xiao Lun's killing intent towards him!

With a snort, Xiao Lun took out the sword, the pitch-black and deep black light was extraordinarily shiny, and with the black qi swinging out, the Heart Dragon Trick Magic Technique operated, killing out a series of thumb-thin sword patterns, tearing open the iceberg that kept coming, and annihilated it in the air.

Click!

A crisp sound broke through the space, and a white rainbow penetrated through, sharp and cold, cold and ruthless, blurring everything, trembling in the air, incarnating into nine paths, dense, unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

The bow and arrows turned into the Heart of Ice have been killed, powerful and terrifying, with great perseverance that pierces everything!

This is Xue Ao's mental power, not the will of martial arts, and the strength is not the same, but it is much more quintessential than it.

It was the first time for Xiao Lun to feel the persecution of the breath of death so closely, and he felt that his soul was about to be suffocated and annihilated.

Boom!

Xiao Lun pointed out with a sword, a sword flower, the sword roared, colliding with the bow and arrow, a terrible explosion occurred here, and the ice fragments shot back, breaking the shield around Xiao Lun's body.

Xiao Lun shot out in embarrassment, his breath spasmed, and a look of horror crossed his face.

This person's methods are too sharp, and his hands are calm and terrifying, and his killing moves are cold, leaving no room for error!

Airplanes!

Before Xiao Lun could get up, Xue Ao came like a ghost, his cold eyes glanced at Xiao Lun, he slowly raised his palm, and then pinched it, and the breath of ice erupted, turning into an ice pick, and strangled towards Xiao Lun.

Helpless, Xiao Lun had no choice but to cover the Vermilion Bird Divine Bell, the Vermilion Bird True Fire was steaming, boiling, raising the temperature here all at once, blocking those ice picks, Xiao Lun also had a buffer time, turned over, and took the initiative to kill Xue Ao with a sword in his hand, and the Vermilion Bird Divine Bell rotated closely, he rushed over like a big fireball, domineering and fierce!

"I can't help myself!"

Xue Ao sneered, he pinched his palm again, there was a condensation of the Xuanbing spear, and his whole body was wrapped in cold air to form an armor full of ice picks, he also rushed up, the two fought fiercely together, ice and fire devoured each other, repelled each other, ice and fire surrounded the sky, submerged here, and could not see the situation clearly, only the sound of gold and gold colliding could be heard, which was extremely intense.

"Duh!"

Xiao Lun snorted lightly, his eyes were electrified, cold and matched, and thousands of swords appeared behind him, pitch black like a black hole, and the cold air was devoured rapidly between rotations, occupying the home field, Xiao Lun killed with a sword, the sword was huge, and the black mangs burst out, instantly lighting up here!

Xue Ao changed color for it, and the scornful meaning finally relented, and Xiao Lun was regarded as a fierce rival.

I saw him exhale, and the Heart of Ice agitated wildly, shaking the hall, and the blizzard tornado roared, wantonly out, sweeping through thousands of troops, and slowly exhausting Xiao Lun's sword momentum. There is an ice and snow inscription shining at the center of Xue Ao's eyebrows, and a long sword is shot out, a hundred zhang is huge, and the momentum of splitting the sea and opening the mountain is slashing towards Xiao Lun, and the qi of the ice explodes, and this place becomes the ice world.

Xiao Lun erupted, and thousands of swords turned into sky-swallowing sword light, blurring the outline, and the infinite sword qi tore out, pitch black, silently devouring the space, forming a dark world.

The two giant swords collided violently in the void, the cold qi of Xuan Ice collided with the violent qi, where it was distorted and blurred, constantly shattering and exploding, and it was furious to the extreme!

"Give up, you're no match for me!"

Xue Ao roared angrily, the heart of ice erupted, shooting out a ray of light, the hall trembled, the aura of ice and snow soared to the top, Xue Ao pointed out, the giant sword suddenly trembled, shattered the black sword pierced through, exuding a breath of death to kill Xiao Lun, and in an instant, only Xiao Lun and the sword momentum were left here!

Xiao Lun is trapped in the ice and snow world, and a giant sword falls above his head, and the sword momentum is vibrating and powerful, vast and profound, killing everything!

"Really?"

Xiao Lun disdainful, the flames on his skin suddenly burned and surged, turning into a hundred zhang divine seed to wrap him, Suzaku trembled and circled above his head, spitting out real fire, hot Lang slapped the sky, carrying Xue Ao's killing sword!

"See how long you can last!"

Xue Ao roared angrily, and another sword light rushed out of the center of his eyebrows, killing Xiao Lun, and colliding on the Vermilion Bird Divine Bell, causing violent flame ripples and shaking the space.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Xue Ao threw away all his shots, the sword momentum was stronger than the other, and he didn't leave any breathing effort, the comet collided like the moon, and the Vermilion Bird Divine Bell gradually became unbearable, and finally when the eighth sword momentum arrived, Xiao Lun withdrew the Vermilion Bird Divine Bell.

The unyielding will poured into the sword, Xiao Lun closed his eyes and meditated, and suddenly there was an extraordinary wind in the air, not cold, not hot, just a breeze.

Airplanes!

The sword trembled uneasily, and there was a dragon roar in it, and the light patterns on the sword body were shining, slowly igniting, emitting unusual fluctuations.

Just when that sword momentum was about to bombard Xiao Lun, the sword in Xiao Lun's hand was completely automatic, and it slowly stabbed out, and a black shadow swept out of the sword, colliding with the sword momentum.

Airplanes!

In an instant, the black shadow was like a broken bamboo, all the way to the destruction of the sword momentum, the void exploded in this moment, the unstoppable sword intent overflowed, tearing apart all around the hall, many places erupted with divine light, there was a big light eruption, accompanied by the dragon and phoenix and Ming blessed the hall, and the past was restored.

"What?" Xue Ao was shocked and roared, "How could there be such a terrifying sword intent?

He roared, roared, and rushed to the crown with anger, his eyebrows were red, the blood in his heart spurted out, and the heart of ice exploded directly, and the entire frozen country exploded with it, and the power that erupted in a flash was too terrifying, constantly impacting the four directions, Xue Ao was in it, he wanted to use this big explosion to resist that sword intent!

Buzz!

The explosion lasted at least five minutes before it dispersed, and Xue Ao stood in the air, blood flowing from the corners of her mouth, and she looked exhausted.

Xiao Lun also stood crumblingly in the air, bearing the impact of the great storm that made his blood and qi violent, and the meridians in his body did not know what level of spasm they had.

Both of them reached the point where they were seriously injured, and any strong person in the Tongtian Realm could wantonly torture and kill them.

"Boy, boy, see if you need help if you fight so hard, call a brother to help you, call a brother twice to help you kill him, if you call three times, then your kid will make a lot of money, brother directly accept you as a little brother, take you to pretend to be better than take you to fly..."

Just when the two were jealous of each other, confronting each other and waiting for the other to fall, a voice full of banter and playfulness resounded from the air.

The expressions of the two changed instantly, and they scolded in unison: "Who?"