In order to maintain his perception of power and give Ning Xiaoning directions, Feng Yun did not transform into a human form. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"How long will it take to get to your destination?"

It can't be regarded as a long time, but counting the movement speed of Ning Xiaoning and Feng Yun is definitely unreasonably long.

[According to the time, we should have approached the secret treasure, but the breath we feel is still very vague]

"There should always be a general direction, right?"

【Under Your Feet】

"Foot?"

In order to be sure of Feng Yun's judgment, Ning Xiaoning deliberately squatted down and probed into the ice and snow.

"Nothing......"

Unprecedentedly abnormal, even if Ning Xiaoning touched the ice and snow that emitted cold air with his own hands, he had nothing in his mind's perception.

"Feng Yun, can you return to human form first?"

There was no response, and at the moment of getting up, Ning Xiaoning completely fell into the pure white cloud world, completely losing his perception of his surroundings.

[You kid is about to be banished into the cracks of space, don't think about worrying about others]

The voice echoed in his mind, and the dark aura in Ning Xiaoning's hand manifested itself as a pitch-black sword.

"Haven't you disappeared yet?"

Although Ning Xiaoning was very surprised by the sudden sound, his right hand still swung in time to use the power of the Hades Sword to slash the space, temporarily expelling the pure white cloud mist and staying away from his side.

[Disappeared, did I say I disappeared?]

"Then why didn't you respond to any of my calls at the Thirteenth Peak?"

[The Thirteen Peaks that are loyal to the night of the night are places that can be counted as a local base camp for me, how can I expose myself at will]

“......”

Not knowing how to deal with the confession of the underworld at all, Ning Xiaoning had no choice but to choose silence.

[Well, anyway, I'll leave it to me first]

Consciousness was separated from the physical body, and Ning Xiaoning couldn't resist even for a moment.

The aura of the ominous underworld appeared around Ning Xiaoning with a pitch-black aura, and then the slender sword also instantly grew into a sharp death scythe.

[The last elf of the strongest person, show me the prototype]

He waved the pitch-black scythe in his hand indiscriminately, and in the blink of an eye, the pure white cloud mist was blown away by the wind brought out by the sickle.

[The crack of the dimension, the elven world?]

The earth and sky composed of clouds and mist emerged after the pure white cloud mist dissipated, and the world that Ning Xiaoning had never seen before, but there was no surprise change for the underworld.

But the figure condensed into the dispersed clouds in the distance shocked the shadow.

[This is really close to you but you don't feel the inhuman breath at all, it seems that the long-term sleep has caused a lot of loss of eyesight]

Ning Xiaoning muttered to himself with emotion, but the elves in the distance ignored him completely.

The pure white sword was condensed in an instant, and Ning Xiaoning had just set up the scythe elf, and the sword had already swung through his body.

There was no blood or wounds, and the place where the pure white sword slashed was only transformed into pitch black and returned to normal in the next second.

[The pure mortal body is really completely incomparable to the elves in terms of basic ability, I really hope to give me a period of time to strengthen the body to a level beyond mortals with the original essence]

Although he kept complaining, he never said a word of regret for choosing Ning Xiaoning.

【Apostle of the Underworld】

When he realized that he could not fight against the elves after being slashed again, he immediately opened the door of the underworld and summoned the weakest demon that Ning Xiaoning could control.

The three-headed spirit dog, which doesn't even have a physical body, only slightly frightens the elves, and the next moment, it transforms into spiritual power particles and collapses under the reacting elf sword.

[It's really a sword that can fight against the Peerless Sword after completion, and it's so troublesome to even lift the seal]

Even with the power of the underworld, it is impossible to summon a sharp sword immediately, but the appearance is not as terrifying as imagined.

The rich purple-black light enveloped every corner of the sword, and it was impossible to see the original appearance of the sword.

The demon of the underworld who lived up to his sacrifice was cut apart by the simple swing of the sword and the clouds and mist.

In terms of absolute suppressive power, the elves' legs, which had an absolute advantage in the basic ability of their bodies, instantly weakened, and they couldn't even maintain the pure white sword in their hands.

In order to avenge the previous sword revenge, the Stygian aimed at the elf who was unable to kneel and swung a merciless sword.

“...... Stop—"

Not only did he get rid of the shackles of his consciousness, but he even forcibly took back control of his body.

From this moment on, Ning Xiaoning also turned back into a pure human being, and it was impossible for him to control the sword in his hand as freely as he was.

"Wow-ahh

With a heart-rending cry to cheer for himself, Ning Xiaoning finally changed the trajectory of the sword swing.

A sword slashed the earth, and other than that, Ning Xiaoning had no way to explain what was happening in front of him.

Unable to see the sword of its true face, Ning Xiaoning didn't feel the resistance at all, and there was an endless bottomless chasm in the extreme north.

By the time Ning Xiaoning reflected from the shock, the ground had already begun to collapse.

Abandoning the sword in his hand and pulling the elf in front of him, Ning Xiaoning rushed into the air at the fastest speed, flying away to escape from the collapsing ice and snow land.

"What the hell is this?"

【Sword of the Origin Forged by Ten Thousand Swords】

It was just a self-talk in the surprise of the sharp sword that disappeared the moment it was let go, but a response appeared in Ning Xiaoning's mind.

"What is that? I've never heard of Wan Jian leaving such a strong sword. ”

[It's normal, this is not a sword that belongs to Wan Jian, but a sword that he accepted the mission to forge for others]

"Then why didn't it give it to the man who should have the sword?"

[The person who should hold the sword is not qualified to hold the sword, and it is precisely because of this that I was recovered by ten thousand swords because of my peep at this sword, and I relied on the power of the source to forge the sword of the underworld]

For the secrets that modern people can't know so easily, it seems that Ming gradually accepted Ning Xiaoning unconsciously.

"You shouldn't have any problems using the Primordial Sword so casually, right?, why do I always feel like I can't calm down?"

[Of course, there is a problem, the Sword of the Origin is the sword that Ten Thousand Swords used to suppress the gods he killed at the Peak of the End. It is estimated that the Thirteen Peaks should have fallen into great chaos now, but with Ning Tianxiang here and the sword returned, it shouldn't be too much trouble]

He replied disapprerovingly, but it was an extremely difficult time of hell for everyone who was in the Thirteenth Peak at the moment.

Finally getting rid of the crumbling earth that was constantly sweeping outward, Ning Xiaoning descended to the ground with the spirit at the edge of the chasm.

"I hope you're telling the truth. ”

Without worrying about the idleness of the Thirteen Peaks, Ning Xiaoning still had something that he had to obtain in the Extreme North.

"Feng Yun, or is it better to call the guardian elves?"

[I am the sealed clouds, and I am also the spirit who guards 'Persephone']

It's not an overly familiar relationship, and Ning Xiaoning naturally can't see whether Feng Yun at this moment can be regarded as normal.

"If you know what I'm here for, why didn't you reveal your identity in the first place?"

[It's very simple, I can only use the power of the original elves in the core area of the Far North, and only within this range can I know the fact that I am also an elf, and Feng Yun outside the core circle of the Far North is simply an ordinary human who has the power sword of the cloud elves]

Peacefully answering Ning Xiaoning's inquiry, without directly moving to the front, it seems that the Immortal still caused him a lot of damage with the Sword of the Primordial Origin.

"Could it be that you are the same as your brother, and you are also a hybrid who has inherited the blood of elves and humans?"

[The prince of the night is the prince of the elf clan, and the only existence in this world where gods and humans are mixed, and I am just a pure-blood elf who plundered the human body that lost his life]

Ning Xiaoning's confession was extremely shocked, and the corners of the elf's mouth showed a trace of cunning that was ignored by others, and at the same time, he quietly got up from the ground made of ice and snow.

[Why did you come to the Far North with Seven Stars instead of him himself?]

"Since you have the memory of Feng Yun, you know the reason why my brother didn't come, even if you don't need to tell me. ”

[I know what I know, but I have to be in the Far North at night]

The pure white cloud mist that was defeated by the darkness resurfaced on Feng Yun's body, and in an instant, Ning Xiaoning was blocked by Feng Yun's white dragon with the white dragon of the clouds.

[My elven clan is one of the most sacred and powerful species with the power to kill gods and the right to judge the heavens, this elven prince of the evening has defiled the blood of our elves, and I will never allow or admit his existence, so I will ask you to be a hostage for a period of time, and when the evening comes, I will set you free and give you 'Persephone']

"It's finally revealed, and I'm almost going to apologize for doubting you. ”

Under the entanglement of the white dragon of the clouds, Ning Xiaoning showed a calm image of an elegant son in his usual state.

"Anyway, I'm also the one chosen by [Hades], don't look at me with such a surprised expression, okay?"

The sword of the proud soul, which was forged with spiritual power and soul power, floated and appeared beside Ning Xiaoning. In the next moment, the sword was automatically aimed at the white dragon of the clouds, and in Feng Yun's unbelievable sight, Ning Xiaoning gradually regained his freedom of movement.

[Humans are indeed a group of lowly creatures with extremely cunning nature]

Frightened by the aura of the underworld emanating from Ning Xiaoning's body, Feng Yun turned into a pure white light with an angry roar and rushed into the icy sea gushing out at the bottom of the chasm.

"It's still like this. ”

Ning Xiaoning, who was a step slower, just chased to the edge of the chasm, but the sea was covered by pure white clouds and mist, although he didn't feel the danger, Ning Xiaoning always felt that he couldn't chase it.

[It's troublesome now, I told you a long time ago that as long as you kill the elves, the seal of the first Full Moon Knight on Persephone will be revealed, and now you can't find the seal, even if it's an elf. Obviously, he was ashamed to speak in front of the three-headed phantom beast before, saying that he didn't care if he sacrificed more lives he didn't know to save Ling'er] (To be continued. )