"It's another energetic day!"

Yehong stretched comfortably and moved his body.

This is the first time he has been trapped here to sleep, Yehong can't remember it, probably only knows that it should be three or five years.

In the past three or five years, in addition to reading books (inventory exercises) and carving ice sculptures, I have been with Bing Ning every once in a while, and the rest is close to the Ice Ning set (mostly Yehong's unilateral awkward chat).

"Ice fairy, why do you want to cultivate immortals?"

"You're so strong, how did you cultivate?"

"Are you an Ice Spirit Root? What is the difference between the Ice Spirit Root and other Spirit Roots? ”

"Does your Ice Palace only accept Ice Spirit Root disciples? Why don't you collect the water spirit root? ”

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"How old are you? I heard that the higher the realm, the younger you are, have you lived for a thousand years? ”

Ka~ 呲~

Suddenly, a cold aura struck, attacking Ye Hong, and ice cubes bulged under his feet, instantly sending Ye Hong's feet with frozen cold air straight to the Tianling Gai.

This sudden change made De Yehong hurriedly jump away, and at the same time used the fire elemental power to quickly dissolve the cold ice on his feet and dispel the cold qi on his body.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous! Almost turned into a popsicle again. Yehong jumped to the side and let out a long sigh of relief, patted his chest, and secretly said that he was thanks to his quick reaction.

"You're really noisy! It's supposed to freeze you all the time into ice! ”

The cold words sounded at this moment, and it was not impossible to answer Ye Hong with some questions depending on the mood, but when Ye Hong asked if it was a thousand-year-old monster, this is a woman who can't bear it.

Ye Hong dared to ask such an embarrassing question, without considering the consequences at all. This didn't immediately attract Bing Ning's death gaze, what is it not good to talk about, but to talk about such a sensitive topic.

"Hey, hey~ Don't! I don't want to talk to you casually, I'll be depressed if I don't talk all the time. ”

"I want to talk! I'll let you say enough! ”

Saying that, the ice condensed the power of extreme ice, slowly lifted the palm of his hand, and the cold air filled the air, and the surrounding temperature plummeted, condensing into ice mist and permeating the surroundings.

Her figure flickered, as if she had turned into a phantom, ethereal. Under the light of the ever-bright candlelight, her figure seems to be wrapped in ice mist, which makes people feel unreal.

Her palm flipped slightly, and an extremely cold cold air flowed rapidly, forming a crescent-shaped knife ray. The blade instantly condensed into a scimitar blade, emitting a piercing whistling sound. With a wave of her hand, the blade slashed through the air, a cold light flickering, and she rushed towards Yehong.

Seeing this, Yehong's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly dodged. However, that sword was like a spiritual snake chasing his life, following his dodge movements, instantly bypassing his body and attacking him again.

Yehong hurriedly turned over to avoid it, cold sweat trickling down. He suddenly felt a biting chill in his body, and pieces of ice condensed from all over his body, binding his body and making him unable to move.

Bing Ning smiled, his fingers hooked slightly, and Ye Hong's body was wrapped in ice cubes and flew in. Unexpectedly, the ice quickly dissolved during the process, and Yehong completely thawed out of her control.

When she wanted to attack again, Yehong was already ready, and thousands of sword blades mixed with thunder and flames slashed down, and Bing Ning instantly felt a strong force that broke through the sky, and had to quickly dodge.

And those ten million sword shadows are the result of the Thousand Shadows Phantom Sword Serial Slash cast by Ye Hong, which combines the power of the three elemental attributes of wind, thunder and flame, and it is no wonder that even Bing Ning has to dodge.

The figures of the two sides flashed violently, the cold air and the sword blades were intertwined, and the duel between ice and fire became more and more intense. Ice Condensation sometimes wanders on the ice, and sometimes unleashes an ice pick to stab at the opponent. Yehong, on the other hand, turned into a ball of flames, leaping forward, instantly raising the temperature of the surroundings, and paralyzing the ice with the help of thunder and lightning while masking himself.

In the scene, ice and fire are intertwined, cold and heat are intertwined, the flames are extinguished between the ice spikes, and the ice picks quickly melt under the blazing fire. The two of them are erratic and fast. The whole scene is like a picture of extreme cold and scorching heat colliding with each other, which makes people feel frightened.

In the end, Bing Ning relied on the advantages of strength and realm, and the exquisite control of the Extreme Ice Phantom Killing Technique, and escaped Ye Hong's countless attacks, even if Ye Hong had the body bonus of the Wind Shadow Phantom Dance, the combination of thunder and flame, could not be shaken.

However, this is already worthy of Ye Hong's pride, after all, Bing Ning is higher than his three realms, even if she doesn't use the realm, she can easily subdue herself with just moving her fingers, if it weren't for Bing Ning just practicing the Extreme Ice Phantom Killing Technique with him, he may not be able to fight Bing Ning for so many rounds.

When Bing Ning was tired of playing and felt that the effect of the practice was achieved, she sneered, and the ice blade in her hand emitted a dazzling cold light, and she slashed towards Yehong without hesitation.

Seeing that the ice blades were close at hand, there was no way to avoid it, and Yehong knew the ending.

"Stop, stop! I surrender! ”

The ice blade slashed at his body, and his skin stinged and scorched, although there was no flesh and blood, but it had already made Yehong experience extreme pain. And as the ice blade touched his body, his entire body was quickly enveloped by the extremely frozen ice, condensing into a real ice sculpture.

Bing Ning looked coldly at Yehong, who had turned into an ice sculpture, without the slightest fluctuation in his heart, confirming that Yehong would not be able to break through the ice in a short period of time. He slowly withdrew the power of the extreme ice, and the cold light disappeared.

Recalling the hand-to-hand process just now, Bing Ning seemed to feel something, and then returned to the cold jade bed and sat cross-legged again, the whole scene instantly became silent, and the ice room returned to calm and peaceful again.

Tick ~ Tick Tick ~

The real-life ice sculpture of Yehong in the ice room slowly melted from the inside to the outside, and the ice condensation at this time had entered a wonderful state of epiphany.

The cold air on the cold jade bed floated around Bing Ning's body, forming a solid ice flower cage centered on her, and Bing Ning's whole person could no longer be touched from the outside world, covered and wrapped by layers of heavy frost, like buds that had not bloomed in ice flowers.

On a silent island with snowflakes drifting, a phantom-like vague ice shadow suddenly appeared, it was a woman, seven points like the Extreme Sea Emperor, and three points like ice condensation.

Her figure shimmered with a faint blue light, as if emerging from the land of ice and snow, and as if the deep blue sea was where she came from. Phantom blade in hand, staring at a corpse on the ground that looked like her opponent, and it was amazing.

With a wave of her hand, the Phantom Ice Blade emitted a powerful stream of icy energy, freezing the corpses on the ground into solid blocks of ice. The cold breath pervades the air, and the wind howls like a howl, as if telling the atmosphere of death.

The illusory shadow stared at the frozen corpse, a chill rolling in his eyes. With a sudden flick of her hand, the ice burst open, shattering her opponent's corpse into countless cold shards.

The wind was bitter, and the fragments gathered together, forming two new humanoid apparitions. The two reconstituted phantoms had murderous eyes in their eyes, ice blades in their hands, and stared at the other two phantoms as if they were their opponents.

Every appearance of the phantom is accompanied by a brutal murderous intent, its sharp gaze as awe-inspiring as a knife, staring at every weak point of the enemy, every fragile heart.

With a wave of their hand, the chill instantly filled the air, enveloping the enemies he had locked. Like a ghost, Phantom's blades stabbed into the enemy's body in an instant, striking the vital point with precision.

Each time the phantoms slashed each other, they were as unpredictable as illusions, and they couldn't detect where they really were. Their apparitions quickly alternated, vanished, reappeared, as elusive as phantoms in a dream.

The bloody killing aura intertwines with the icy chill to form a terrifying and gorgeous picture. The swift flickering of those figures, each appearance was accompanied by the death of another phantom.

They are brutal and calm, and the whole scene seems to be caught in an extremely cold illusion, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. The phantom's blades sliced through the air, the cold light shone, and every appearance was an invincible kill.

In the end, after an unknown number of killings, the battle ended, and only one figure remained on the field. The phantom's eyes were still cold, and the cold wind blew, and her figure gradually disappeared into the ice and snow.

"I seem to understand ......"

A soft murmur sounded, and the whole picture cracked, and Bing Ning's closed eyes slowly opened, as if he suddenly understood something.