Void enchantment, fog rising, vast covering all the scenery, even vision and consciousness, in the thick fog, several figures like ghosts, in the darkness of the forest, shuttling back and forth, it seems to be very cautious, the pace is extremely slow, for fear of missing a detail.

At this moment, in the depths of the white mist, a golden light suddenly reflected a hazy golden cloud around the surroundings, and this golden light quickly shot out in one direction.

At the moment when the aura floated away, several black shadows also followed the direction of the golden light, and disappeared like a ghost.

A misty valley, sharp strange stones, floating between the clouds and mist, a black stone wall, standing upright among the clouds, how high it is, no one knows, because the clouds and mist are ethereal, has long covered the original face of the stone wall, but on the stone wall, a black line, like ten thousand wriggling giant snakes. When I got closer, I saw that there were countless vertical and horizontal vines, either extending or bending, climbing on the stone wall.

At this time, a golden fire, in the mist through a golden light, "boom", just hit the stone wall, the golden light flashed, it was deeply embedded in the stone wall, but still the light flashed, like a bright star.

"I finally caught up, but I didn't expect the speed of this holy fruit to be a few points faster than the monk's body!"

I saw that the fog in the valley was separated, revealing a slender figure, as soon as this person appeared, he raised his eyes to look at the golden light, and a trace of joy appeared between his eyebrows, this person was Qinglianmen Cold Frost.

The cold frost skirt was elegant, and a gust of spiritual wind flew under his feet, flying lightly towards the golden light. The clouds and mist were ethereal, like a fairy cloud robe, and just as he was approaching the golden light, Cold Frost Hao turned his wrist and grabbed it towards the holy fruit. When the pair of slender jade books immediately touched the holy fruit, suddenly the wind swept above the head of the cold frost, and a cold light instantly thunderbolted down, full of murderous aura.

"Not good!" Cold Frost snorted, surrounded by blue light, the soft waist flipped in the air, and Zhuo Ran's posture bent in a wonderful arc, which was able to dodge a dark arrow, but his body turned in the air and fell to the side, full of anger: "Who is here to hurt people with a secret arrow!" ”

"The Cold Frost Fairy said with a smile, you and I entered this place, and we were originally snatching the Dao Fruit, how could we say that we were secretly arrows?" Before the words fell, the thick fog on the side of the valley churned, and a figure appeared, carrying a wooden sword and a robe, which turned out to be a Taoist priest of the Seven Star Gate.

Leng Shuang smiled coldly: "It turned out to be a senior disciple of the Seven Star Sect, and he said it so arrogantly, the little sister has seen it." ”

The monk of the Seven Star Gate didn't care at all about the sarcasm of the cold frost, and said proudly: "Thank you fairy for the compliment!" So can this Dao Fruit be given to you? ”

Cold Frost's eyes lit up: "Do you think you are so sure that you can defeat me, or will you lose both?" ”

The Seven Star Sect Taoist priest looked at ease, and seemed to be confident and said, "I'm not sure, but maybe I can add him." The Taoist priest stretched out his hand and pointed to the side of Cold Frost.

The cold frost trembled, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. But at this time, there was a cold chill in her ears, and a green lotus instantly appeared on the top of her head, and a beam of blue light flowed around, covering her body in it.

I felt a burst of sound, countless sword lights flashed, the sword wind was cold, the spiritual power was tyrannical, and the cold frost was still caught off guard for a while, and the one who was hit flew out upside down and smashed heavily on the stone wall.

The blue light shone for a while, and the cold frost stood up in embarrassment, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, I don't know if there was an internal injury or the impact was too strong, and he bit his red lips, but above the delicate face, there was a look of anger, and he looked at the two fiercely.

"The shadow of the Spirit Sword Gate, I have seen the frost fairy, and I have offended a lot." In the thick fog, a figure came out lightly, like a ghost, dressed in white, with fluttering sideburns, a cold appearance, and a long sword with a cold light, pointing directly at the cold frost.

"Despicable and shameless, vain proclaimed!" Leng Shuang bit her thin lips and said indifferently.

"Haha, Brother Shadow, how to solve this beautiful female cultivator." The Seven Star Gate monk said proudly.

The shadow of the Spirit Sword Gate, his cheeks moved, and he said coldly: "As soon as the Spirit Sword comes out, there will be no soul!" ”

"Okay, then deal with this Qinglian disciple first, and then take the Dao Fruit. What do you think? The Seven Star Gate monk said coldly.

"Don't think about it, even if you work hard to the last trace of spiritual power, I won't let you villains succeed." Leng Shuang was already angry, eager to tear the two apart with his own hands, and had long forgotten to fight alone.

"Kill the Evil Lotus Realm, go!" A green lotus bloomed with layers of light, flying and expanding, with a huge imprisoning power, and instantly went towards the shadow cover. Although Leng Shuang was angry, her mind was indeed extremely clear, and she had to have a chance to get out only if she blocked the more tricky Spirit Sword disciple first and solved them one by one.

Qinglian sparked a layer of undulating spiritual light in the void, and instantly appeared above the head of the shadow, and the powerful spiritual pressure pressed down, and countless cold lights shot down.

On the other side, the monk of the Seven Stars glanced at the Dao Fruit on the rock wall, and greed flashed in his eyes, but how could he stand by and watch, seeing the starlight flashing above his head, and the wooden sword behind him flashed with a layer of golden light, and the wooden sword roared lightly, leaping up, with the pure Taoist Qi, with the Taoist priest pointing a little bit, drawing a golden light in the void, shooting towards the cold frost like light and shadow.

Leng Shuang glanced at the shadow under the green lotus, the willow eyebrows turned, the wrist flipped, and a dazzling light shot out from the long sleeves, like a long rainbow through the sun, breaking through the sky. In the blink of an eye, it was intertwined with the aura of the wooden sword.

The wooden sword stagnated in the void, trembling for a while, and a halo of Dao Dao light appeared in the void, turbulent layer by layer like water waves, Bo sent out a powerful vortex of spiritual power, and it couldn't hold each other for a while.

The starlight on the top of the Taoist priest's head danced, but a hazy smile appeared on his face: "Cold Frost Fairy, you can go with confidence." ”

The cold frost was stunned, and unconsciously looked sideways at the bottom of the green lotus, and the eyebrows were instantly solidified, and the sky under the green lotus was empty, where was there still the figure of a shadow. Cold Frost couldn't help but shiver, and suddenly gave birth to an ominous premonition.

I only heard a sneer behind me: "Is the name of my shadow called for nothing, look at the sword." ”

Cold Frost turned around suddenly, but a cloud of silver sword qi, with countless cold lights, instantly enveloped her like a gust of wind, and the cold blade almost tore the void in front of her, and there was a popping sound, and the strong wind had torn her clothes apart with countless cracks.

With such a close distance and such a powerful sword qi, it was obvious that she couldn't resist, and there was a burst of grief and anger on her refined face, but she still slowly closed her eyes and waited for death.

At this moment, in the valley, a layer of powerful qi waves instantly floated, rolling around like angry waves, bringing up countless smoke clouds, rising and surging. At the same time, there were two slight screams.

Leng Shuang only felt a powerful spiritual wind rolling, rolling up a tyrannical vortex of spiritual power around him, and bursts of cracking sound sounded in his ears. She was trembling by the strong wind blowing, but except for a strand of hair that was blown away, there was no scar or pain around her.

When she opened her eyes, there was already a long figure standing in front of her, her face was full of indifference, who was not Yan Nan.

"Brother Yan! There you are. Cold Frost was excited.

Yan Nan glanced at the cold frost in front of him, and said lightly: "Yes, I'm here, it's still timely." ”

Leng Shuang nodded gloomily, then his eyes were cold, and he looked at the two people in front of him who were covered with sword marks, and couldn't help but feel angry: "Since I'm not dead, it's your turn." Brother Yan, how about that Spirit Sword disciple handed it over to you? ”

Yan Nan smiled: "You can go, you can leave it to me behind your back." ”

"I'm relieved to have you there." Leng Shuang's clothes were spread, and he strode towards the Taoist priest, his body was full of spiritual power, and it seemed to be with great anger, followed by a sound of breaking the sky.

Yan Nan looked at the shadow and took a step indifferently: "Since it is the Spirit Sword Gate, then just look at my swordsmanship?" ”

The shadow was already shocked by the sky-breaking sword rain just now, his eyes moved, and he glanced at the stone wall, and his heart seemed to have a retreat, but he couldn't retreat. I had to move, my long sleeves were fluttering, my figure was blurred for a while, and countless sword lights swung around my body, like a long river, echoing around the lonely shadow, and the momentum was fierce.

"Then look at the power of the lone shadow sword mark of my Spirit Sword Gate!" I saw a wave of the big sleeves, the long river rolled, the flying sword was vertical and horizontal, and with a shocking sword sound, it rolled towards Yan Nan.

Yan Nan smiled, a fine light flashed between his eyebrows, and the blue light in his hand came out: "Kill immortals." ”

He snorted softly, and a vast magic seal vortex instantly rolled up in front of him, and a surging sword qi rushed out, and the sword light filled the entire void like a vast sea, countless silver electric wires twisted and shining, and the void shattered.

Everywhere it went, everything was destroyed, whether it was sword qi or a lone shadow.

The long river of sword qi, with no room for struggle, was shattered in an instant, and together with the vague figure of the shadow, it seemed to disappear out of thin air, and even the primordial god was not spared.

The blue light of the void fluctuated for a while, and it instantly regained its calm.

Yan Nan turned around, only to see that the shadow of the cold frost was flying in the void, and the shadows were fluttering, but they were full of fierce attacks, and an angry spiritual power had already surrounded the Taoist priests.

I saw that the cold frost trimmed his eyebrows coldly, biting his thin lips, full of hatred. A cold light was sprinkled in the sky, and a huge pair of scissors appeared, and the void was cut, and there was a burst of roar. The seven-star divine light on the Taoist priest's head disappeared in a flash.

The Taoist priest appeared in a staggered figure, stretched out his hand and released a string of charms from his waist, scattered flowers into the air, and instantly the fire splashed, and the void was a raging sea of fire, surrounding the cold frost, and the Taoist priest took this opportunity to turn around and want to get out and leave.

But I heard Leng Shuang shouting: "Lotus Spirit Mirror, change the shadow!" ”

A blue light burst out of the firelight, covering the Taoist priest who wanted to escape, the Taoist priest was startled but was pulled by a powerful spiritual power, and was instantly pulled into the sea of fire, and the figure of Leng Shuang appeared outside the sea of fire.

There was a miserable cry, and a scorched breath wafted out of the void, and after a while, the firelight disappeared, and the cold frost chest rose and fell for a while, as if too much spiritual power had been consumed, and his face was pale for a while, looking at the soot on the ground, his eyebrows and eyes flowed.

But at this moment, among the ashes, a blurred green light quickly drilled out, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to fly away into the sea of fog. Cold Frost's eyebrows moved, but he didn't have time to make a move, and when he was about to exhaust the fog, a black line flew from one direction, instantly penetrating the green light, only to see the black gas swing, and the green light disappeared.

Yan Nan waved his hand, and the magic thorn flashed, flying back into his body.

Leng Shuang turned his head and looked at Yan Nan, his eyes flowing: "Thanks to Brother Yan's help, otherwise Shuang'er would probably fall in this enchantment." I really don't know how to repay it. ”

Yan Nan's eyebrows moved, and he said indifferently: "Forget about repayment, Miss Leng should change her clothes first, otherwise I will see it all." ”

Leng Shuang was stunned, looked down at it, couldn't help but exclaim, hurriedly turned his back to Yan Nan, his cheeks were crimson: "Brother Yan, please turn around, don't look at indecent things." It turned out that her clothes had long been torn and unclothed, revealing a snow-white complexion, and even the dark green obscene clothes could be seen clearly.