Chapter 475: Failure and Failure
Without the obstruction of the two most feared peak powerhouses in the late Yuan Infant period, the infinite ice flower emitted by Long Xueyue's indigo blue divine bead was like entering a no-man's land, and went straight to the 10,000-year-old ice marrow, although the other cultivator spirit beasts present also sacrificed magic weapons, but in a hurry, they still couldn't compete with Long Xueyue's top-grade magic weapon, either they were annihilated by the brilliance of the ice flower, or they plunged into the ice flower and couldn't get out.
In this way, under the cover of the blue ice flower, Long Xueyue and the 10,000-year-old ice pith were already close at hand, seeing that the treasure was about to be won, Long Xueyue couldn't hold back the ecstasy in her heart, and had already taken out a Xuanbing net bottle from her arms and prepared to use it to store the ice pith.
But at this moment, the eight demon beasts of the Linglong clan who had transformed into the Yuan Infant suddenly let out a long roar, and then the true body of the snowbird appeared one after another, waving its wings and slamming head-on into the blue ice flower that continued to extend forward.
Long Xueyue has been cultivating in the sea area of Sanxian Island for thousands of years, and naturally knows the strength of this demon beast's body, even though he knows that these spirit Xuan Ice Flowers released by the Indigo Divine Bead are extremely hard, he still does not dare to be careless, the silver teeth in his mouth clenched his throat and let out a coquettish cry, while trying his best to maintain the operation of the Indigo Divine Bead, he suddenly urged the spiritual energy to sacrifice a pair of short thorns full of blue light.
This pair of short thorns is called Nine Cold Condensing Ice, which is the natal magic weapon that Long Xueyue has refined by himself, although it is barely considered to have just transformed into a medium-grade magic weapon, and the quality of the indigo divine bead is not the same, but it is better because he is connected by blood and heart, and he must be more proficient and free.
However, driving the indigo divine bead, a high-grade magic weapon, still consumed too much of Long Xueyue's divine sense, and after sacrificing this pair of Nine Cold Condensing Ice Thorns, he was somewhat powerless, so he could only stab straight at the few exquisite snowbirds that showed their true bodies without any fancy eyes.
In fact, this Nine Cold Condensing Ice Thorn is known for its strange moves, and being displayed by Long Xueyue so unchangeably and wide-open is tantamount to attacking the enemy's strength with his own shortcomings, but Long Xueyue thought very clearly in his heart, as long as he forced these exquisite snow birds back again, he would be able to get his hands on the 10,000-year ice pith, and the victory or defeat was already in one fell swoop, even if the natal magic weapon suffered any damage because of this, it could be completely repaired with the 10,000-year ice pith, and the quality could definitely be better than before.
Who knew that Long Xueyue's pair of Nine Cold Condensing Ice Thorns had not yet flown in front of the Linglong Snow Bird, and they were respectively held back by a Xuan Ice War Spear, a blue ice chain, and two Cold Ice Swords that were killed from the oblique stabs, and they could no longer move forward.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, several delicate snowbirds that showed their true bodies began to continuously hit the blue ice flowers that extended forward with their bodies, although they could not completely shatter these ice flowers for a while, but they also made the ice flowers almost stop extending forward.
Long Xueyue is not a stubborn and pedantic person, and he also knows that he is still half a trick after all, and under the current situation, he is no longer able to take the 10,000-year ice pith no matter what, so he simply beckoned to take back the Nine Cold Condensing Ice Thorn, leaving only the Indigo Divine Bead to protect his whole body.
The female cultivator Yi, who was not lightly injured, also grabbed the broken Ruyi golden circle and returned to Long Xueyue's side, and the female cultivator surnamed Liang saw that the eldest lady had given up the competition and just wanted to take back the dustless golden umbrella, but was blocked by a five-colored light.
"Why should the female benefactor leave in a hurry? Wouldn't it be nice to stay and sit with the poor monk to discuss the Tao!" Liang Nu looked up, but it was the Fatong monk who summoned a Vajra Demon Wheel and released that five-colored brilliance.
Although this Fatong monk is dressed in a golden monk's robe, wearing a treasure red robe, hanging red sandalwood Buddha beads around his neck, with a wide forehead and a wide face, a smile, and a handsome face, no matter how you look at the amiable smile, there is a hint of obscene and evil and strange taste, which makes people dislike it, not to mention that there is already a notoriety of joyful Zen Gong, so Liang Nu is quite cautious to protect the dustless golden umbrella in front of her, and said coldly: "What can you say about the difference between you and the monk below!"
Liang Nu said abruptly, she already had mana in her hands and was ready to fight with this lewd monk who was famous for her double cultivation and lewdness, but who knew that this Dharma monk did not need to be strong, and she waved the Vajra Demon Wheel to give up the five-colored brilliance out of a channel, and kept shaking her head and smiling bitterly: "It's a pity! The female donor has the appearance of this country's natural fragrance, but she doesn't know the way of joy, and it is still difficult to enter the Western Bliss after all!"
Liang Nu was anxious to return to Long Xueyue's side, and there was no doubt that she was busy setting up a retreat and flashing past this five-colored light.
And Long Xueyue, who had just stopped the truce, had always hated lustful and lewd people, and had long known that the five-colored light released by this Fatong monk was a joyful Zen light, extremely vicious, as long as she wrapped herself in the body of a female cultivator, she could take away her true yin, which was even more terrifying than the double cultivation of the flesh, and she hurriedly reminded loudly: "Aunt Liang! Beware of this lewd monk's deception!"
Hearing this, Liang Nu hurriedly shook the dustless golden light umbrella in her hand and wanted to release the divine light protective body, but the five-colored light had already rolled back, and her body was wrapped in it at once.
The figure of the Liang girl in the five-colored light was shocked, her hands began to wander and caress on her body, her face suddenly flushed, her eyes were instantly blurred, her delicate tongue kept licking her bright lips back and forth, and she continued to let out painful moans with joy while wheezing.
"Aunt Liang! The bold lewd monk accepts his life!" Liang Nu has been with Long Xueyue for hundreds of years, and has a deep friendship with each other.
Long Xueyue's concentration on urging the Nine Cold Condensing Ice Thorns immediately revealed the true power of this Qimen magic weapon, only to see that this pair of ice thorns instantly transformed into thousands of illusions, and the void and reality were everywhere in the sky, each ice thorn was cold, and the meaning of extreme cold was layered on top of each other, not losing the name of Nine Cold.
The monk Fatong was also angry with the female cultivator surnamed Liang because of the 10,000-year-old ice pith that almost fell into the hands of Long Xueyue, and released the joy Zen light to absorb the true yin of the Liang girl, and he was feeling intoxicated with pleasure.
Long Xueyue knew that the monk was evil, and he didn't dare to pursue it easily, so he hurriedly rescued Liang Nu with the female cultivator surnamed Yi and protected it in the ice flower of the Indigo Divine Bead.
But in this moment's effort, Liang Nu's virgin true yin, which had been preserved for thousands of years, had been absorbed by Fatong, and the green silk on her head was instantly white, and countless wrinkles suddenly appeared on her originally delicate and flawless skin, becoming shriveled and yellow, not only her former appearance was no longer there, but even her cultivation was mostly lost.
From Long Xueyue leading the second daughter to seize the 10,000-year-old ice marrow, to the infinite ice flower being blocked and returning with feathers, the two personal old slaves who have followed for many years were both injured, but in just a few photos, they all fell into the eyes of Xiao Chuan who was hiding on the side.