At the top of Cuiping Mountain, a vast ice field spreads out at the foot, flashing with a cold light.

The sky was a leaden gray, as if to herald an impending storm.

A figure swept across the ice like the wind and landed lightly on the top of the mountain. It was a tall woman, dressed in a pale cyan dress with a ribbon around her waist, fluttering in the wind. She carried a large knife printed with four ghost heads on her back, and the blade exuded a ghostly aura.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of breaking wind in the air.

Zhao Linger's heart tightened, and she keenly sensed that a strong killing intent was rapidly approaching. In the blink of an eye, several black-clothed people emerged from all directions like ghosts.

The black-clothed man at the head had a cold light flashing in his eyes, he held a short sword flashing with cold light in his hand, and his voice was cold and cruel: "Zhao Ling'er, today next year will be your death day!" ”

Zhao Ling'er's eyes were firm, she clenched the four-sided ghost king knife in her hand, and the runes on the knife body shimmered faintly in the moonlight. Her figure shook and turned into a cloud of green smoke, skillfully avoiding the fatal blow of the man in black. Immediately after, she swung a knife with a thunderous momentum, and the light of the knife flashed like a ghost, instantly splitting a man in black in half. Blood spurted out, staining the ground around it red.

However, these men in black did not seem to be afraid of death, and they quickly formed a peculiar formation. The moment the formation was activated, the surrounding aura instantly became magnificent, as if the entire world was enveloped by this force. Zhao Ling'er was trapped in the formation, and the sword light of the Ghost King Sword on all sides gradually dimmed.

"Blue Sea and Sky Wave Array!? Are you the remnants of the Blue Sea Gate? Zhao Ling'er roared angrily, and stabbed the ground suddenly, only to see that a huge gap instantly cracked in the ground, and four huge ghost kings rose from the ground. Their figures are majestic and terrifying, as if they can tear the heavens and the earth apart. With the appearance of the Ghost King, the blue sea and sky wave array were torn apart in an instant.

"Die!" Zhao Ling'er, who came out of the predicament, had a strong killing intent in her heart, and with her shouting, the ghost king knife on all sides flew and danced in her hand, the sword light flickered, and it was impenetrable. Every flash of the knife was accompanied by the screams of a man in black and the fall of a man in black. Blood sprayed, blood stained the ice field.

Just as Zhao Ling'er was about to kill all the people in black, a red and white thunder suddenly crossed the sky, as if the anger between heaven and earth broke out at this moment. The speed of the thunder was amazingly fast, and it landed in front of Zhao Ling'er in an instant.

Zhao Ling'er only felt a flower in front of her eyes, and a powerful thunder force penetrated her body. She looked down and saw that the placket of her chest had been torn by the lightning, revealing a charred black. She looked up and saw a woman in black standing coldly in front of her.

The woman was dressed in tight-fitting black, with an iron mask on her head, revealing only a pair of indifferent eyes. The long sword in her hand flashed with thunder, apparently the thunderous blow she had just unleashed.

Zhao Ling'er was shocked in her heart, she wanted to ask about the identity and purpose of this woman, but she found that she could no longer speak. The power in her body seemed to be drained by a thunderbolt, and her eyes were dark, and she didn't know what to do.

……

Ice Cavern.

A mysterious monk with the figure of a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl stood in front of Li Shuidao.

Her name is Lan Tong'er, the number two person in the dark hall of Tianchi Fang: "Master, Sister Zhao, she may have been killed." ”

"Who did that?" Li Shuidao asked with sharp eyes.

Lan Tong'er said with a serious face: "Nine times out of ten, it is my own person, except for the people of the Li family, who else knows Sister Zhao's whereabouts so well." ”

Li Shuidao slowly spoke: "You mean the Li family is infighting?" ”

Lan Tong'er shook her head lightly, with a hint of helplessness in her voice: "Tong'er doesn't dare to say anything, but from all indications, this matter is indeed related to the Li family." In large families, infighting is inevitable. ”

Li Shuidao was silent before he slowly spoke: "Zhao Ling'er must have a secret in his hands that the Li family does not want to be known to outsiders, so he was killed. ”

Lan Tong'er nodded, a hint of agreement flashed in her eyes: "Tong'er thinks so too." ”

"Do you know why?" Li Shuidao stopped, turned around, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Lan Tong'er shook her head: "Sister Zhao is in charge of the internal affairs of the Dark Hall, and I am responsible for infiltrating the intelligence of the other three major families of the Five Poison Sect, and the two of us have their own duties, and she inquired about the top secret information about the Li family, I don't know." ”

Li Shuidao took a deep breath, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes: "I understand." I have my own measure in this matter, and I will definitely find out, so you don't have to worry about it anymore. Stand down. ”

Lan Tong'er bowed, and then slowly exited the Ice Corpse Cave.

……

The top of Cuiping Mountain.

A dilapidated Taoist temple.

Jade Void.

It is Li Tianjue's secret stronghold.

To put it bluntly, the infighting in the Li family is a fight between Li Tianjue and Li Shuidao.

Li Shuidao naturally went directly to Li Tianjue, and the high-level leaders of the two sides made it clear that they would talk about it when it was time to talk and fight when it was time to fight.

Bang!

Li Shuidao kicked open the door of the Jade Void Temple, the breeze blew through the broken eaves, the fluttering yellow talisman hunted in the wind, the Taoist Temple was already empty, Li Tianjue was not here.

Li Shuidao took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to scan the entire Taoist temple with his divine sense. His divine sense was like an invisible giant hand, gently brushing every corner, looking for Li Tianjue's traces.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he discovered the trick. He opened his eyes, and there was a large silver hammer in his hand. He looked at the empty jade void and slammed it down.

"Boom ......" A loud bang came, and the entire Taoist temple seemed to tremble. Houses collapsed, rubble splattered, and dust flew up.

After a period of collapse, the entire Taoist temple was almost razed to the ground, and the formation was completely wiped out. Li Shuidao found a cave entrance in the middle of the mountain, and he did not hesitate to break into it.

The cave was dim and eerie, and there was an eerie smell in the air. He went deeper into the cave and finally found Zhao Ling'er.

Zhao Ling'er lay on the altar on all fours, unconscious.

Her body was pierced by a large knife, and the blood stained the cold stone face red, and the knife was facing the Ghost King Knife on all sides. is not only her saber, but also her fellow staff in cultivating the "Ghost King Sutra".

Although Zhao Ling'er's body suffered heavy damage, it still maintained a weak vitality. On the wall behind her, a few big characters are winding like dragons and snakes, and the pen is powerful: "This woman will never become a Taoist if she does not break the ghost calamity!" ”

Looking at the handwriting, it is obvious that it was left by Li Tianjue himself.

The corners of Li Shuidao's mouth hooked up a touch of mockery: "Hmph, the little family is angry." ”

Zhao Ling'er's cultivation of the "Ghost King Sutra", although the progress is rapid, there are many hidden dangers, especially the habit of killing is difficult to suppress.

Fortunately, this exercise has already been improved, and there is no problem with cultivating to the peak of the second order step by step.

However, if you want to break through the realm of the third order, it is simply impossible.

The third order is called "Naxu".

The same parameter needs to produce an interior scene, and the interior scene is blended into a virtual realm.

Zhao Ling'er's fellow staff member "Four-Sided Ghost King Knife" is obviously just a tool.

How is it possible for a tool to produce an interior scene?

Unless Zhao Ling'er takes the path of Xia Ruoxue and practices a golden pill, she will always stop at the peak of the second order.

Li Tianjue wanted to kill Zhao Ling'er's mouth, but he was afraid of annoying himself, so he imprisoned her, and pretended to say that he wanted to help her break through the realm.

He knows how to break through with a fart!?

It's just to avoid settling accounts in the future and find a reason.

After all, it is easy for a monk to break through the realm.

When the time came, Li Tianjue said that in order to let Zhao Linger break through the realm, he took great pains, but he didn't expect Li Shuidao to understand his good intentions, and as a result, Zhao Linger died when he broke through the realm.

This is Li Tianjue's intention, in the final analysis, he is not confident in his own strength.

didn't dare to turn his face with Li Shuidao, but he wanted to prevent Li Shuidao from obtaining the information of the secret hall, so he could only try his best to engage in this kind of small action that did not allow the table.

Li Shuidao slowly stretched out his hand, and his fingertips touched Zhao Ling'er, who was limp on the strange altar.

There was a power hidden in her body, a power of the highest rank, flowing endlessly and endlessly.

This is the power of the true dragon!

It maintained Zhao Ling'er's life, but it was impossible for her to step into a higher cultivation realm.

With the power of a true dragon, it is obviously Li Tian's absolute hand.

Li Shuidao's brows tightened, his eyes like a torch, sweeping the runes on the altar. These runes were unknown to him, they seemed to come from another mysterious world, echoing with the power of the true dragon in Zhao Ling'er's body, making this true dragon power warm and soft.

The four-faced ghost king knife was inserted into Zhao Ling'er's body, this evil knife was already devouring the lord, and the ghost king on the knife body wanted to extract her soul from her body and devour it completely.

However, this withdrawal was stopped by the altar and the power of the true dragon, forming a delicate balance.

It's an extremely fragile balance, like a tight string that could break at any moment.

Li Shuidao frowned, this balance can't be broken at all, once it is broken, Zhao Ling'er will die immediately.

It was as if she had been choked by the throat by death, and she would wither at the slightest touch.

Time passed slowly, and Li Shuidao fell into deep thought.

He repeatedly weighed all possible outcomes, touching it or not touching it.

If you touch it, you will die immediately, and if you don't touch it, you may be able to drag it out for a while.

In short, as long as she wants Zhao Ling'er to speak, then she will definitely die before she speaks.

This is Li Tianjue's layout.

"Death is belonging, a curse that cannot be broken, and the ultimate fate of all people." Li Shuidao muttered to himself, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

Xia Ruoxue and Zhao Ling'er's cultivation techniques are somewhat similar, one is the Blood Dao Demon Technique, and the other is the Ghost Dao Secret Technique, both of which are completely regarded as tools.

But Xia Ruoxue is lucky, she has a resurrection pill, which can be put to death and reborn.

Back!?

Li Shuidao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he muttered to himself repeatedly.

"Rise from the dead, come back to life after death, break first and then stand ......"

Fourth-Order Elixir: Resurrection Pill.

To refine this pill, the extremely precious "Phoenix Tears" that need to be used, Li Shuidao does not have this thing in his hand at all, and it is impossible to refine the second resurrection pill.

However, Zhao Ling'er has the power of a true dragon in his body, and he has the secret technique of blood refining and rebirth, so he may not be able to give it a try.

Either regain your life or fall into the mire.

Li Shuidao's eyes were firm, and he had already decided to let Zhao Ling'er die and come back to life.

The wind roared, the night was like ink, the moonlight sprinkled on Li Shuidao's cold face, his eyes were like ten thousand years of ice, revealing an indescribable majesty.

On the palm of his hand, the blood light swirled, condensing into a terrifying blood mark.

This Blood Soul Seal is his original stunt after studying the "Blood River Lethe River Heart Method" and "Blood Erosion Poison Palm", which is amazingly powerful and specializes in killing souls.

Blood gives birth to the soul, the soul gives birth to blood, the soul and the blood are originally one, the blood refiner can destroy the soul, and the soul refiner can cure the blood.

As soon as the blood soul seal came out, the four-sided ghost king knife suddenly felt threatened.

After a buzz, the four ghost kings roared out, wanting to devour Li Shuidao alive.

The four ghost kings have different forms and are mighty. The blue-faced ghost king has a blue face, a body like a ghost, and a speed like lightning; The red-haired ghost king has red hair like fire, and flames are swirling around him, as if he can burn everything; The green-haired ghost king was covered with green hair, with a hideous face, and a long green whip in his hand, which was eerie; The fat-faced ghost king is a fat giant man, with a face full of flesh and infinite strength.

Facing the siege of these four ghost kings, Li Shuidao's expression was cold, and he did not retreat but advanced. His body was like the wind, shuttling between the four ghost kings, every shot was extremely accurate, the blood soul seal was like a blood-colored lotus blooming in the air, and every bloom was accompanied by a scream of the ghost king.

Although the speed of the blue-faced ghost king was fast, he was like a child in front of Li Shuidao, he grabbed the neck of the blue-faced ghost king with one hand, and patted the bloody soul mark with the other, directly shattering his soul.

Although the flames of the red-haired ghost king were fierce, under the suppression of Li Shuidao's blood soul seal, it was like being poured with a basin of cold water, which was instantly extinguished. Li Shuidao stepped on his chest and directly stomped on it.

Although the long whip of the green-haired ghost king was weird, in front of Li Shuidao's flexible body, it was like hitting cotton, and it had no effect. He pinched the neck of the green-haired ghost king with one hand, and patted the blood soul mark with the other, killing it directly.

Although the power of the fat-faced ghost king is great, in the face of Li Shuidao's absolute power, it is like a grasshopper shaking a tree and destroying itself. He grabbed the arm of the fat-faced ghost king with one hand, and slapped the blood soul mark with the other, knocking it to ashes.

The four ghost kings were as fragile as paper paste in front of Li Shuidao, and in just a moment, they were all killed by him. His movements were clean and clean, without any dragging, showing extraordinary strength and majesty.

Li Shuidao killed the four ghost kings in an instant with the momentum of thunder. At the moment of their fall, the remnants of the four ghost kings gathered into a deep and inky aura, frantically pounced on the ghost king's sword, trying to be reborn on the sword.

To a certain extent, these four ghost kings are the sword spirits of the ghost king's sword, and their strength and spirit are closely connected with the blade and depend on each other.

Li Shuidao shouted in a low voice: "The black fire melts the knife, and the human knife is one!" His fingers were as swift as lightning, and he held down the Ghost King Knife that had lost the Ghost King's attachment. In an instant, the black red lotus and black fire burst into flames, covering the entire blade. In just an instant, the Ghost King Knife turned invisible under the incineration of the black fire and merged into Zhao Ling'er's body. At this time, Zhao Ling'er and the Ghost King Knife had merged into one and became one.

The remnant souls of the four ghost kings had nowhere to go, so they could only reluctantly integrate into Zhao Ling'er's body and fall into the darkness with her.

"Ahh Zhao Ling'er, who was in a coma, suddenly let out a sharp and terrifying scream.

Her body trembled violently under the impact of the evil qi, and she bled from her seven orifices, and life was worse than death.

Suddenly, a powerful vitality suddenly emerged from Zhao Ling'er's body, which was the power of the true dragon.

This powerful true dragon power guarded her body, and at this time, it was completely stimulated to rage.

There was also a strange light on the altar, as if Zhao Ling'er was going to be sacrificed to the unknown dark ghost god.

"Then let's make a blood sacrifice!" A hint of determination flashed in Li Shuidao's eyes, and his clenched fist burst with purple light, slamming into the altar.

The altar exploded in an instant, and shards shot out like meteors.

"Whew!" An earth-shattering dragon roar sounded, and the power of the true dragon broke free from the shackles of the altar, raging Zhao Ling'er's delicate body like a raging storm. Her body was pounded by this terrifying force.

Zhao Ling'er's fragile body and soul could not withstand the ravages of this kind of power at all, and there was only one way to die.

This is Li Tianjue's layout, either let Zhao Ling'er be so immortal and tense, if she moves, she will die immediately.

When he turned back to Li Shuidao Xingshi to ask for the crime, he would also say that Li Shuidao was wrong.

No matter what she does after the balance is broken, Zhao Ling'er will die.

There's no way around it, but death is just the beginning!

If it is not broken, it will not stand, and it will not die or live.

At this critical moment, Li Shuidao took a deep breath and began to recite the ancient mantra in his mouth: "Blood is an oath, evil ghosts are sacrifices, true dragons are matchmakers, sleeping souls, wake up!" I use the art of blood refining to reverse the situation and awaken the fire of life! ”

As the spell fell, Li Shuidao stretched out his finger and lightly touched Zhao Ling'er's forehead. In an instant, a thick stream of blood gushed out from his fingertips, tightly wrapping Zhao Linger's corpse.

This is the first time that Li Shuidao has performed the forbidden technique "Blood Refining Rebirth", and this time the object is not himself, but Zhao Ling'er.

Wrapped in blood, Zhao Linger's "corpse" actually made a heartbeat sound like a dragon, strong and powerful. This is the body of the dragon, the heart of the dragon, calling for her rebirth.

The plasma wrapped Zhao Ling'er tightly like a silkworm cocoon, forming a huge blood cocoon.

Li Shuidao's heart was uneasy, but his eyes were full of expectation. He stared at the blood cocoon, as if waiting for a miracle to be born.

At this moment, the sky suddenly changed color, and the dark clouds covered the entire sky in an instant, and the thunder was all over the dark clouds, as if there was an amazing thunderstorm brewing.

Perhaps this is the way of heaven is angry, it does not allow people to come back from the dead, and the road to resurrection will inevitably encounter the test of thunder tribulation.

Or maybe this is the inevitability of rebirth, as the so-called thunder is born, and everything recovers.

All life is born from thunder!

In short, the thunder descended on the world, and the visions were numerous, which was a good thing after all.

Li Shuidao looked excited. He knew that this meant that his method had succeeded, and Zhao Ling'er was about to usher in her new life.

Next, it is whether Zhao Ling'er can break through the thunder tribulation and condense a ghost Dao golden pill.

All creation can only be done on her own.

(End of chapter)