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They all guessed in their hearts that it was the Dao Sect that cultivated such a successor.

Looking at the age of the root bones, it is obviously not very old, but the cultivation is really not low, and the more important thing is to be able to talk and laugh with a group of dragon sons and dragon girls, but not show half of the fear, this courage is more important than qualifications.

Just let them want to break their heads, but they couldn't identify Xiao Yu's heels, but an old man in the corner sighed on his face.

"It's actually this human kid, but unfortunately, I couldn't make friends with it before...... "This old man with a clear appearance and the demeanor of an ancient elder is the old Jiao who snatched the elixir with Xiao Yu and them in the Qiu Wang's mansion.

At that time, he and Xiao Yu also had a relationship, but there was no friendship at all.

First, the elixir was swallowed by the Rakshasa ghost, and Lao Jiao felt bad, and secondly, he really couldn't serve a little girl like Ao Qin, so he didn't appear later.

I didn't expect to see Xiao Yu in the Dragon Palace, and the other party was in the limelight, and between his eyebrows, he couldn't help but sigh a little more.

……

Mountains and rivers in the diagram.

Xiao Yu and Ao Shuang appeared in a small basin, surrounded by mountains, and in the middle was a blue lake, with a radius of about sixty or seventy miles, with green grass and warm winds, and a beautiful spring scene.

Xiao Yu stood with his hands in his hands, a little emotional.

When I wanted to learn martial arts, I was fighting for life and death between square inches, but now I have taken a radius of 100 miles as a battlefield, and the Dugu Nine Swords and Ling Bo Weibu, which were once rampant, are now no longer used.

It's only been a few years, but it seems like centuries have passed.

On the road of life, you may always have to forget many things, and it is precisely because of the ruthlessness of heaven that it can last for a long time.

As soon as I thought of this, I missed the little sister and the big cute god more and more, and I don't know if they are also looking up at the same sky now?

Silently staring at the gentle smile on Xiao Yu's face, Ao Shuang frowned and said coldly: "Let's make a move." "I don't like it in my heart, this human race obviously has something to do with the fourth sister, does it also want to beat me?

Xiao Yu felt that the place swept by her gaze was as if he had been cut by a piece of ice, and the distance between him and Ao Shuang was only more than ten steps. Even for mortal swordsmen, this is a fatal distance, not to mention the dragon girl in front of him.

Xiao Yu came back to his senses, smiled, and took out a sword from his sleeve.

Suddenly, I saw that Xiao Yu was surrounded by cold, and there were almost snowflakes falling in the air, although it could not reach the point of being angry and freezing for thousands of miles, but it also made everyone feel a numb freeze in their limbs.

"What's going on?"

"Could it be that this human race also has the mana of the frost attribute?"

"No, no, it's because of the sword in his hand."

A group of dragons discussed, and saw Xiao Yu holding it with his backhand, and grabbed a long sword, this long sword, white and flawless, crystal like jade, but it was cold to the bone, and in the cold air, the nearby flowers and trees were suddenly frozen with a layer of white thin ice, as if carved from ice and snow, white and crystalline.

Ao Shuang frowned.

Xiao Yu put the sword back into its sheath and said:

"This sword is called 'Frost and Snow', and it is refined from a piece of myriad ice excavated from the eye of the North Sea Ice Ocean...... Later, I sealed a dragon soul, but there is also the possibility of going further, but it's a pity that I don't have frost spiritual power, and this sword is almost useless on weekdays, so I'll give it to you, I hope to become a real spirit soldier one day. ”

This Frost Dragon Sword was given by the elders of Shushan at the beginning, and it is one of the famous swords of Shushan, but now, it has almost lost its effect, and the little senior sister and the big mengshen are practicing the immortal Dao method, and they are not good at fighting, and they can't exert the power of this sword.

After all, after using it for so long, it can be regarded as a bit of affection, rather than letting it be dusty, it is better to give it to Ao Shuang, this girl is a true dragon with frost attributes, maybe this sword can be transformed into a true spirituality.

Ao Shuang frowned slightly, and originally wanted to refuse, but when he looked at Xiao Yu's calm eyes that were as warm as water, his heart suddenly jumped, and he changed his words:

“…… Thanks a lot. ”

With a bare hand, he grabbed the Frost Dragon Sword into his hand. This frost and snow sword suddenly let out a joyful hum, as if a wanderer who had been away from home for a long time had finally found his final destination.

Ao Shuang's face also showed a faint surprise, feeling the smoothness like an arm's command, raising his hand and waving, the cold air overflowed, instantly freezing everything within a radius of several miles, and those verdant flowers and trees all turned into white and crystal ice sculptures.

"I suddenly regretted it again." Xiao Yu shook his head.

Ao Shuang suddenly smiled, "It's late." ”

The smile is like an epiphany in the autumn night, and before everyone comes back to their senses, it is fleeting, leaving only the extremely beautiful charm, floating in the wind.

"I'll take the sword, and I'll give you another treasure when I get back." Ao Shuang regained her composure, as if the woman who was smiling like a flower just now was someone else, "But you must fight with all your strength, don't want my subordinates to show mercy." ”

Xiao Yu chuckled, "As you wish." ”

He walked forward, and his steps fell like rain on the calm surface of a lake, setting off ripples in circles.

With him as the center, the void set off a ring of waves, and the invisible aura emanated, and everywhere he passed, those flowers and trees that had been frozen into ice sculptures actually came to life again.

Among them, the Qingdi Wood Emperor Jue majors in vitality, which can absorb the aura of plants and trees, practice mana, and also nurture all things, which can be used for treatment, and have unparalleled effects on strengthening the body, increasing longevity, and nourishing qi, but Xiao Yu got the exquisite tower, and under the transformation of the formation, there was no lack of aura cultivation at all.

Now, with the cultivation of the Great Freedom Five Elements Sword Technique, in a blink of an eye, not only can it absorb the aura of plants and trees, but it can also give them vitality.

"If I am the Green Emperor in his year, I will bloom with the peach blossoms."

Xiao Yu's breath flowed, and wherever he passed, the frost melted, and everything grew and the earth rejuvenated.

In the main hall, those dragons frowned.

"What kind of Taoism is this, why haven't you seen it before?"

"This person has been hiding his strength, and he has both the vitality of wood, the richness of earth, the fury of fire, the softness of water, and the sharpness of gold, which cannot be underestimated."

"Where did this person get so much innate qi?"

"Maybe...... Is it really possible for him to beat the third princess? ”

An incredible thought came to mind.

The five sword tricks represent the five elements of heaven and earth of "gold, wood, water, fire and earth", if the five elements are initiates, through one, when the five elements can become the five elements of the sword qi, then the five elements will be born and destroyed, the cycle is endless, and it is difficult to have opponents in the world.

It's just that in the Sword Pavilion of Shushan, it is almost in a dusty state, and no one has to learn it at all.

Because this Dao magic power wants to be practiced, but it is extremely difficult, each of them needs to absorb and absorb the innate five elements of qi in order to succeed, even if people with great perseverance spend hard work to cultivate a sword technique to a high and profound realm, but they are not able to practice a new sword technique.

However, the power of a single one is not very great, and it is often difficult to gain the upper hand in the battle with others, so that these five classics are becoming less and less popular, and they have almost been forgotten by now.

Even these dragons can't recognize them.

"Let's do it." Xiao Yu spoke calmly.

This valley has been forced by the cold air of Ao Shuang, the snow is white, the cold is pressing, and the rivers and mountains are silvery, but where Xiao Yu passed, the earth began to warm up, and the green reappeared, and even the cold wind couldn't blow.

Ao Shuang didn't take Xiao Yu to heart, but at this moment, she couldn't help but know more about the man in front of her.

Brush!

She didn't hesitate any longer, and slashed out with a sword.

The dragon's chant resounded through the sky, piercing through the golden cracked stone, and a translucent silver-white sword turned into a dragon shape, tearing the earth, and the rocks collapsed and the grass and trees broke everywhere it passed, and rolled towards Xiao Yu with a roar.

Xiao Yu stopped, stretched out his right hand, and propped forward.

The aura of the surrounding plants and trees gathered together, like thousands of green fireflies, transforming into a verdant vortex in front of him, seemingly only a thin layer, but shattering the cold qi from Ao Shuang's sword into a crystal sky.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed.

Ao Frost swept across the earth like a cold wind, freezing for nine days, but Xiao Yu remained immovable, like a reef in the center of the river, letting the wind blow from east to west, north and south.

Another sword was blocked, and ice chips flew all over the sky.

Ao Shuang raised her eyebrows, her face showing excitement, but she didn't speak, just silently held the grip of the Frost Dragon Sword and began to inject mana.

The mana visible to the naked eye escaped from her body, turning into ripples, rolling and spreading, blowing her black hair flying, and her clothes hunting.

"I have a sword, which I have practiced in the bitter cold land of the far north, and please teach me."

Colorless, formless, and tasteless power light surged from all four limbs, Ao Shuang slowly drew her sword and slashed out, obviously a simple action, but it gave people an indescribable sense of power, and even the air around her set off ripples like a sea tide.

The wind is blowing.

The wind was fierce and the wind was biting.

The whole world fell silent, and in a trance, snowflakes began to fly in the sky, sprinkled like flying flotsam.

Outside the hall, many knowledgeable dragon sons and dragon girls showed shock on their faces.

"Such a change in the heavens is not the result of casting spells, but a manifestation of the realm."

"The real power in the legend is to catch the stars and the moon, move mountains and reclaim the sea, and just wait for leisure. Not to mention anything else, just the ancestral dragon of our dragon clan can inhale into clouds and exhale into rain, and if you are angry, it will rain heavily and pour for thousands of miles. ”

"I didn't expect the third princess to reach such a realm, and sure enough, it was the first day of pride of the younger generation of my dragon clan, and this strength has already caught up with those old men."

“……”

A strong sense of oppression like a man's back came to his face, Xiao Yu's eyebrows ached faintly, and he also sensed the powerful power of this sword, so he took a deep breath at the moment, grabbed it with his right hand, and grabbed a green lotus.

Everyone only felt that there was a trance in front of them, and the swaying green lotus turned into a three-foot green blade, the sword edge was simple, and there was a shining light circulating on it.

The song of the wind, often cloudy.