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On the snowy frozen wasteland, the wind howled, like the whimper and roar of a ghost sunk into purgatory!

Long Xuan stood in front of this large, incredible lake, his eyes slightly closed, and let his white robe dance in the strong wind. After a long time, he took a deep breath and said softly, "If nothing else, here...... It should be the blue water and cold pool, hehe, the yellow spring water, the flowers on the other side, it's really a big deal! ”

Lu Xueqi bowed slightly, there was no joy or sorrow on her beautiful face, and the Tianya sword blade like frost and snow reflected the faint light of the ice and snow in the north, like a silent flame-

This clear water and cold pool, said to be a "pool", is actually a strange lake, vast and boundless, seemingly without beginning and end!

The turbid and deep blood-yellow water flowed quietly in it, and the fishy wind was blowing in the face, and the suffocating dead and violent qi seemed to be unable to freeze even the eternal ice of the Taivoid Secret Realm! In the very center of the lake, there are bright and blood-like mandala flowers, swaying gently in the cold wind, poignant and beautiful, as if entangled in an inexplicable mood, quietly expounding the vicissitudes of life!

Suddenly, her mind was rippling, as if countless familiar pictures in her past memories were about to move in her mind, desperately twisting, and an inexplicable death intent swept through her whole body, as if she was going to pull her spirit and soul into the abyss!

"Xueqi, come back to your senses!" The clear words sounded in her ears, as thought-provoking as the morning bell and dusk drum. The young man in white frowned slightly, his eyes showed a trace of worry, and his warm and powerful hand gently patted her shoulder!

Lu Xueqi's delicate body was shocked, she took a step back suddenly, gasping for breath, as if she had experienced a big war, and then looked at the strange mandala flowers, and her eyes couldn't help but bring a bit of jealousy and shock: with her half-step Shangqing Dao, she was also addicted to it when she stared at the strange flowers, if it wasn't for Long Xuan reminding her, I don't know when she would wake up?

"What is this?" Lu Xueqi's wheezing voice gradually calmed down, she settled down, and looked at Long Xuan, with a faint inquiry and confusion in her eyes.

"Flowers on the other side!" Long Xuan's eyes were sharp, like two peerless killing swords that had opened their edges, crushing and suppressing all the mysterious and strange forces that were swirling on the flowers on the other side and impacting his soul: "Legend has it that it is an ominous flower in the Netherworld that guides the reincarnation of the Yin Spirit, blooming on the bank of the Lethe River of the Styx. Only the ancient murderous places and ancient battlefields where hundreds of millions of living beings are truly dead can exist in this kind of strange and strange flowers! ”

He paused for a moment, stared deeply at the sea of flowers on the other side of the red and bloody, his eyes were like demon fire, burning, and whispered: "It seems that Senior Zhou is right, since there are flowers on the other side of this cold pool, then the dragon bone thunder domain that wants to come to the bottom of this cold pool must also have some kind of relationship with the thunder dragon holy tomb!" ”

"You mean?" Lu Xueqi looked at him in a daze, with an unbelievable look on her jade face - even though she had a cold temperament, she also had an inexplicable awe and worship for the ancient dragon clan that had long been extinct in the vast land of Shenzhou and only existed in the epic singing!

Long Xuan bowed slightly, and was about to say something, but there was a sudden twitch on his face, he only felt that at this moment, a violent and surging pain suddenly rose from the hundreds of bones in his limbs, overwhelming and unavoidable, as if a purgatory karmic fire was burning in his body, carrying the endless despair that gnawed at his soul, tearing at his body and soul!

He snorted, like a voice struggling to come out of his throat, hoarse and sharp, like a sleepy beast roaring and roaring.

He knelt on the ground, his face was as pale as paper, his right hand was holding the hilt of the blood-colored dragon sword, his left hand was propped up on the ground, and the black and white demonic light in his eyes became more and more brilliant, but he didn't know it, he closed his eyes slightly, gritted his teeth, and a stream of dark blue luscious blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, quietly dripping!

"Brother Xuan, what's wrong with you?" Lu Xueqi on her side immediately felt that Long Xuan's inappropriateness was wrong, and she couldn't help but lose her jade complexion, exclaimed, flew over, and held him up, tentacles - extremely hot, as if she was holding a silent flame, but she gritted her teeth and let the scorching heat sweep through her body and mind unscrupulously, but she never let go.

As if he felt the power of the same ancestry, the power of the bloodline awakened in Long Xuan's body began to boil, like a rushing river, with endless joy and the savage ferocity that looked at the world, gurgling in the veins, crazy and rebellious!

His left sleeve robe suddenly shattered, instantly turned into flying ashes, in Lu Xueqi's astonished eyes, a looming, roaring dragon head totem suddenly appeared on his arm, ancient and desolate, obscure and mysterious!

Then, a faint whisper sounded in his sea of consciousness, like a chant and a wail, desolate and majestic, as if the great priests of ancient times were chanting ancient incantations, revealing a condescending and palpitating mighty coercion: "Holy Sepulchre...... Blood...... Inheritance...... My Emperor...... Shilong ......"

Fragmented sentences and runes are like colorful snowflakes floating in the sky, like swords and swords, mountains and seas, turning into thousands and pouring down.

He was half-kneeling on the ground, and there was nothing else in his eyes, only the surface of the ancient well without waves, no, to be exact, at the bottom of the cold pool, the Holy Tomb of the Dragon, which only existed in epics and murals, there was an ancient power like a turbulent sea and a mountain that was awakening from its eternal sleep, faintly resonating with his bloodline, calling for his arrival!

What worries him even more is that this time the abnormal changes brought about by the reverse flow of the bloodline have also caused the backlash of the evil qi in the body, and the heart sword hanging in the dantian trembles, and the "Eight Fierce Thunder Gang Array" array engraved on it has been lit up by the four trigrams of Qian, Kun, Kan, and Li, and the blood is shining, and the wisps of ferocious qi are mixed with the wild will to kill and rush upward, impacting his sea of divine soul consciousness, and want him to completely sink into the path of killing demons!

Long Xuan gritted his teeth and worked hard, collecting all the power of his divine soul into the sea of knowledge, struggling to resist the violent and ferocious invasion, but the bloodthirsty killing intent in his heart was still growing wildly, and the black and white halo in his eyes was gradually covered by a layer of rich blood, like two blazing demon fires, bright and hideous!

He was in a trance for a while, as if he saw the sea of corpses and bones again, and the blood flowed like a river, and there seemed to be an incomparable longing rising in his heart, longing for the sweet and mellow blood, longing for the unscrupulous killing......

"Humph!" He snorted coldly, and came back to his senses in an instant, but he smiled bitterly in his heart, it seems that this time he is really playing with fire**, if he had known that the power of the "Eight Fierce Thunder Gang Array" was so terrifying and terrifying, before he was fully prepared, he would not have engraved it on the body of the heart sword of life cultivation, but it is too late to say anything now, and the top priority is to survive this wave of evil qi backlash!

This is the third time since the formation map was formed that it has been ferocious and violently devouring the divine soul, but it is undoubtedly more crazy and tyrannical than the previous two times!

As he was thinking about it, it suddenly cleared his mind, and a stream of pure Tai Chi True Yuan poured into his Yin Tang Acupoint, and the mysterious and distant information seemed to be stimulated, rising in the blood veins, imprinted in the depths of his soul!

Even the blood-colored halo of the surging and furious waves was immediately paused, as if it had lost some kind of strength support, and it dimmed a little, revealing a pair of his eyes, only a moment, a breath, his gaze and Lu Xueqi's gaze touched at this moment-

She stared at him, her expression stunned but persistent, her peerless face as cold as snow was pale and bloodless, with a look of tiredness that could not be concealed, and even her lips became almost transparent. Her eyes reflected the light of Tianya, like two blazing blue flames, as if some unknown emotion was brewing!

She gritted her teeth, ignoring her increasingly pale and haggard face, pinching the orchid finger in her left hand, and pointing at Long Xuan's eyebrows with her right hand, a pure Tai Chi True Yuan poured into Long Xuan's body like a torrent that opened the floodgates, faintly echoing with the Tai Chi Yuan Gang in his dantian, and working together to suppress the backlash of the blood-colored evil qi.

"Xueqi...... No...... me, ...... again Go down...... You...... It's going to hurt...... Own...... Dao Basic Source ...... I have my own way......" The brilliant black and white halo was like a moving Taiji diagram in Long Xuan's eyes, he gasped deeply, stared at Lu Xueqi, and roared.

The message rising from his veins made him clearly understand his situation, and naturally he no longer had fear and confusion!

"I ...... Won't leave you behind! Lu Xueqi's words were extremely difficult, faintly with a little pain, and the left hand holding the magic technique was also trembling, showing a dead look on his face, as if he was desperately drumming and condensing the last strength in his body, and then transporting them into Long Xuan's body without reservation!

"Let's go!" Long Xuan roared, the tyrannical power in his blood became stronger and stronger, and the piercing and cold killing intent came out of his body, turning into a layer of invisible qi waves that directly knocked Lu Xueqi away, she was like a kite with a broken string, falling behind Long Xuan, her eyes were dark, and she fell into a coma!

Long Xuan took a deep breath and stood up suddenly, the sword realm automatically activated, and the bright purple thunder brilliance on the surface of the realm became more and more brilliant and blazing, and at the same time, in the deepest part of the realm, the deep and solemn black and white glow began to overflow, like a pair of grudges that had been obsessed for thousands of years, swirling around his side, silently, merging into his realm!

In the next moment, the solemn purple, deep black, and mysterious white dimmed together, and together with the realm of his sword, it converged back into his body—his shirt was crushed by an inexplicable force, the bones of his bare upper body swelled, and the purple sword-shaped scales formed one by one, stretching and closing in a regular manner, and finally fully clasped together, making a sharp sound of metal rubbing.

He took a breath and raised his head suddenly, his eyes flowed with a fierce and hideous blood-colored halo, and his shoulder bones were stretched upwards with two sharp bone spurs, like two barbed heavenly swords!

At this moment, he seemed to have become the embodiment of killing, and the fierce and tyrannical ferocity could no longer affect him in the slightest, but became his nourishment, flowing out of the formation of the "Eight Fierce Thunder Gang Arrays" overwhelmingly, completely pouring into his veins - the dark blue blood was even darker and deeper, and every drop of blood was filled with new vitality, rushing and vibrating in his veins, like the tide of the sea, and the overwhelming coercion like the Grim Reaper rose to the sky with him as the center, radiating to all sides, as if this piece of heaven and earth were all included in the palm of his hand- Cage the world, breathe yin and yang, stretch and sway**, Weiling Eight Desolations!

After completing the "Transformation Dragon" guided by the bloodline, the inexplicable summoning in his mind became clearer and more eager, and a fierce will of surrender and admiration acted on his divine soul along an invisible causal vein!

He stared deeply at the ripples of the blue water and cold pool, and fell into a deep groan!