Snow Maiden reacts extremely quickly.

When these more than ten flying swords stabbed straight towards Gu Xu, several ice shields immediately conjured up around her.

With a clang, the sword slammed into the ice shield and fell feebly from the air.

But the real killer moves of the saints are clearly still behind.

At this moment of lightning, countless complex runes appeared out of thin air around the two of them, suspended in the air, shining with dazzling light.

With the Great Qi National Master, he waved his hand lightly.

The runes began to spin rapidly, enveloping the light and heat around them, forming a vast and terrifying vortex.

Gu Xu and Xue Nu clearly felt that the true essence in their bodies began to be continuously lost, and they were swallowed by this whirlpool, turning into fertilizer that nourished its continuous expansion.

Gu Xu took a deep breath and once again cast the "Firefly" that broke the ten thousand laws.

The sparkling glow of fireflies reappeared.

Like a moth to a fire, it rushed into the whirlpool of runes without hesitation.

The speed of the vortex does slow down slightly.

However, compared to the true yuan of the saint powerhouse, which is as vast and majestic as the sea, the light of the fireflies is still too weak, like a drop in the bucket, and it cannot fundamentally reverse the tide of the battle.

At the same time, the Zen staff in Master Jueming's hand suddenly disappeared.

Before everyone could react, he had already crossed the heavy defenses laid by the Snow Maiden and appeared behind Gu Xu.

It is written in an ancient book: "If you do not sleep for any reason. The Buddha said: Listen to the Zen staff."

In Buddhism, the original use of the Zen staff was not a weapon, but a tool used to stay asleep during sitting meditation. Touching the Zen staff with a "stick" will not cause pain, but it will awaken the mind and prevent the person from falling asleep.

However, when the true element power of a saint powerhouse was attached to the Zen staff, it became a powerful weapon that could easily kill people.

"It turns out that this is the real killing move that the Great Qi Saints have prepared for me!" Gu Xu thought to himself.

Gu Xu was not afraid of huge and complex spells, but he was afraid of simple and crude attacks—an assassin like Zhu Qiuyi who had the magic power of "chasing the wind" was very restrained by him.

After the battle in Jingcheng, Princess Zhaoning should also know this very well.

At this critical juncture, he endured the sharp pain in his head, grasped the astrolabe, poured out his true yuan, and exerted the authority of "Qiankun".

Black spatial cracks resurfaced.

He tried to warp the space and change the direction of the staff's flight in order to dodge the fatal blow.

But every saint powerhouse has a deep understanding of the laws of space after all.

The Zen staff was like a brisk and nimble swallow, turning a few corners, bypassing the dense spatial cracks, and smashing on the back of Gu Xu's head with unmistakable accuracy.

Knocked several times in a row.

A deafening vibrale sounded through his head.

Gu Xu's eyes darkened, and he completely lost consciousness.

The whole person is like a kite with a broken string, and it quickly falls towards the earth.

And on his wrist, a bracelet made of black jade suddenly cracked into countless pieces with a "snap".

This scene fell into the eyes of the Snow Maiden.

She is no longer entangled with the national teacher who manipulates the talisman seal.

She turned into a white lightning bolt and appeared beside Gu Xu, holding his back with one hand and his leg with the other, and catching him steadily in a "princess hug" attitude.

At this moment, she clearly felt Gu Xu's faint breathing and heartbeat—like a candle flame in the autumn wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

She didn't know what the name of the black jade bracelet on Gu Xu's wrist was.

But she could have sensed that if the bracelet hadn't blocked the fatal blow for him, he would have been killed.

Snow Maiden narrowed her eyes.

She didn't know how to describe how she was feeling at the moment.

Since becoming a ghost, her emotions have always been like a snow-capped mountain that does not melt all year round, no matter what happens in the outside world, she is like a deserted bystander, and there will be no trace

milli fluctuations.

But now, there is an avalanche in this snow-capped mountain.

Her heart had already stopped beating.

But now, she felt that her chest was turbulent, and her blood was rushing.

Human life is fragile.

Less than an hour ago, Childe was sitting in a restaurant in Longzhou City, joking with her.

But now he was motionless like a corpse.

She remembered a quote she had seen in a storybook long ago: "I could have endured the darkness if I had never seen the light."

If he hadn't rushed into his life and woken her up from her slumber, then she should still be like an ice wither, staying on the top of Yishan Mountain without waves.

There are no expectations, and there are no worries.

But he took her away from the snow-capped mountains and let her see the bustle and prosperity of the world.

Her black and white life, no, a ghost, adds a bit of brightness.

The life she once took for granted living alone on the top of a mountain suddenly became boring and boring, and she was tired of it.

"You don't want to die," she looked at Gu Xu in her arms, looked at his miserable white face under the black mask, and whispered over and over again, "Don't die, don't die......

Her soft moans sounded like a powerful incantation.

In an instant, within a radius of several miles, the temperature plummeted, and the dripping water turned into ice.

Before the monks who were chasing and killing around them could react, they all turned into pale ice scorpions.

Then, with the sound of Kacha, it fell apart, turned into a cloud of snow, and ceased to exist.

And their souls, under the traction of an invisible force, poured into her body one after another and became her food.

Or rather, fuel.

After Gu Xu passed out, she no longer suppressed her instincts.

As she continued to devour the souls of the monks around her, her aura rose rapidly. The fence that concealed her appearance had long been torn to shreds by the aftermath of power, revealing her beautiful face that did not belong to the world.

Her inky green silk also turned silver in the blink of an eye.

Like melting starlight, flying with the wind, dazzling.

She has finally truly become the king who rules the kingdom of ice and snow and holds the power of life and death.

"Stop her!" The Great Qi National Master shouted loudly.

But it's too late.

Just now, the two saint powerhouses on the floating boat were inexplicably distracted for a moment.

By the time they came to their senses, the nearby cultivators had died cleanly, and there was not a single one left.

This fleeting suddenness has led to irreversible consequences.

But they knew very well that the Snow Maiden was not good at spiritual spells, and it was impossible for her to defeat the two of them in an instant at the level of the divine soul, allowing them to make such a serious mistake.

"Could it be that there is a powerful helper behind her?" The two saints speculated in their minds.

…………

Meanwhile.

In a teahouse in Longzhou City, the white-bearded old man in a blue robe chuckled lightly and put the hairpin in his hand into his sleeve.

"Everything is going according to plan," he said to the storyteller next to him, "and now it's our turn."