The Xuanbing Gate, a dark ice chamber above the platform at the top of the tower.

Luo Yu was alone, standing in a huge empty ice crystal coffin. His whole body was imprisoned by the shackles of ice crystals, and he couldn't move.

Why is he standing in this empty coffin, because the coffin itself is erected on a wall of huge black ice crystals. On the wall, a strange black lotus rune is carved and carved, and under the two faint lanterns, the light and shadow are swaying, which looks quite weird!

And in this dark ice room, in front of the coffin, there is a broken altar. Cracks spread over it, and black yin qi continued to wrap around like a snake.

Luo Yu's physical body is different from ordinary people, and his eyesight is naturally far from being comparable to that of ordinary monks.

Although the surroundings were dark, he could see the gloomy aura very clearly. Especially at this moment, the yin and evil aura is constantly rising, gathering more and more, and it seems extremely rich. It seems to be condensed into ink, dripping and falling.

Tick tick tick~!

In this dark and dead ice hall, the sound of dripping came to Luo Yu's ears very clearly.

Luo Yu looked at the drops of 'ink' after dripping, and it instantly condensed into a black viscous substance, slowly growing as if it had life... At the same time, there was a piercing 'chirp' and squirming sound! The places where it was contaminated actually condensed into black frost! The yin and evil aura was even more bewitching ...... on it.

Seeing this disgusting scene, Luo Yu felt that he should do something, fear or hoarseness......

In short, his eyes widened, his eyes trembled, his whole body trembled, and he cried and wailed: "My mother~ scared the baby~ What is this!? Don't come here, it's disgusting, don't come here!"

Looking at the viscous ink that was slowly squirming, Luo Yu was 'frightened' to the extreme, and he had already begun to speak incoherently!

Seeing that the black air and thick ink were getting closer and closer, Luo Yu's pupils dilated, and he actually cried, begging at the isolated slender back outside the hall, and called for help: "Sister! Sister save me? Didn't you say that the good peony flower died? Sister or die under the pomegranate skirt! Vomit~ This thing is so disgusting! The little brother is going to vomit.... ”

Vomit~!

Luo Yu roared, and did not forget to make an exaggerated vomiting appearance.

The back outside the hall still didn't make any movement.

And the wriggling viscous ink suddenly rose up and turned into a vague tall black shadow, with two faint blue rays flashing on its head, and the evil laughed excitedly: "Boy~ It's useless, she has already been controlled by Benjun, unless Benjun's soul is destroyed, otherwise she can't escape from this tower hall, let alone save you, hehehe~." ”

When Luo Yu heard this, he immediately made a look of despair, and then as if he had a mental breakdown, he said hoarsely: "You monster, you go to die! Siep~Siep...!"

Seeing that this kid was extremely frightened, he even spit at the mouth of the water when he had nothing to do!

The remnant soul of the Nether Saint Monarch was even more relieved, and he laughed happily: "~ Spit up, you humble human being, you don't deserve this perfect body at all." But rest assured, in a moment, it will become the new eucharist of my Nether Lord. ”

As he spoke, the remnant soul of the Netherworld Saint Monarch actually approached and said, "Don't be afraid, there won't be any pain, because your fragile soul can be devoured by this monarch with just one bite......"

When Luo Yu heard this, he twisted his neck in horror, turned his head sideways and dodged: "I... I believe you're a ghost, don't come here, don't come here! I'm very powerful, not only my body is great, but my soul is also strong! I'll swallow you. ”

Hahaha~

The Netherworld Saint Monarch only felt that this kid in front of him was extremely interesting, and he was stupid!

I saw him laugh wildly: "Stupid boy, do you still want to scare Benjun?Do you think Benjun doesn't know that you are a ghost-faced student?I don't know that you are an inner cultivator?he~ The soul of an inner cultivator is as fragile as a puff of green smoke in front of Benjun...!"

Looking at the Netherworld Saint Monarch, he blew away a wisp of black qi in front of him. Luo Yu's eyes suddenly widened in shock, and a look of horror and despair flashed in his eyes.

And the change in Luo Yu's expression naturally fell into the eyes of the Netherworld Saint Monarch.

He opened his black churning arms, stared at Luo Yu longingly, and said excitedly: "That's right, don't struggle, keep fearful, this... Your soul will taste better. ”

Call~!

As he spoke, there was a faint whistling sound, and the remnant soul figure of the Netherworld Saint Monarch had turned into a yin and black qi, like a wisp of silk, and the Dao Dao swarmed, frantically drilling into Luo Yu's seven orifices, until the soul was located......

Yes~!

The sound of hissing and pain, like the voice of Luo Yu and the Netherworld Holy Monarch, came from the dark ice hall, intertwined with piercing ears.

Listening to this painful roar, Bing Yu'er, who was standing outside the hall, trembled. Her expression was still the same, but her ice-clear eyes kept trembling, and a tear rolled down her silky cheeks.

I don't know how long it took, but in the ice hall behind him, there was no sound for a long time.

But Bing Yu'er still didn't dare to look back, she was afraid that she would be wrong, afraid that if she did something wrong, then she would never recover.

At this moment, she could only silently look in the southeast direction and muttered: "Master, disciple ....."

As if she felt that she was not worthy of mentioning her master at this time, let alone being forgiven, Bing Yu'er was stunned. But at this moment, she only felt her heart tremble, and her spirit was light!

Before she could react, what was ......?

"Who are you?"

Suddenly, there was a faint voice of inquiry in the ice hall behind him.

Bing Yu'er instantly showed surprise on her face!

Because, if the Netherworld Saint Monarch who intends to take away the ghost face is successful, he will never ask her this question. Moreover, her spiritual platform is clear at the moment, and the wisps of demonic energy are slowly dissipating without thoughts! In other words, she ......

Thinking of this, Bing Yu'er suddenly turned around, the snow cloak swept away the snow, and the black hair swirled lightly against the cold wind.

She looked excitedly at a seven-foot figure slowly walking out of the dark hall: "Senior brother!"

Walking through the darkness and stepping outside the hall, Luo Yu stopped in shock, and suddenly he grinned: "Sister remembers wrongly, it's the younger brother, not the junior brother." ”

Bing Yu'er's figure disappeared in a flash, and she had appeared in front of Luo Yu.

I saw that she was looking at Luo Yu up and down, and then she gently took Luo Yu's hand without saying anything!

The hands are very slippery and soft, but they are a little cold, and the qi and blood are insufficient...? This is Luo Yu's chaotic thoughts that flashed in an instant!

However, then he looked at Bing Yu'er in front of him in surprise, he didn't know what the other party was so enthusiastic, what was he going to do? Could it be to thank Ben Gongzi for saving her from the clutches of the devil, and to make a personal promise? This is not okay... Of course, if I really insist, I can only barely ...... it.

Without waiting for Luo Yu to think about it, Bing Yu'er had already gently pushed Luo Yu's sleeve wrist, looked at the five-colored stone bracelet and said, "The stone ring, the thing of the master, the token of the sect master." ”

Luo Yu showed a look of surprise when he heard this, but there was also a little loss, yes!

I saw him staring at Bing Yu'er in front of him, as if he wanted to see the truth from the other party's eyes.

Bing Yu'er seemed to understand what Luo Yu was thinking, so she explained.

It turned out that Bing Yu'er's real name was Xue Bing'er. is a disciple of his teacher Qian Fuzi, and is his senior sister. Xue Bing'er has been away for a long time, and in the immortal markets, he is responsible for the purchase and sale of the immortal shops of the Five Elements Sect. Because he is a withdrawn person, he is silent, and he has no intention of the internal affairs of the sect, so he rarely appears in the sect.

But when the sect collapsed, Xue Bing'er rushed back when he heard the news. Yunshu Ancestor passed on the decree and ordered him to meet Luo Yu and others under the mountain to break through. But he never thought that Xue Bing'er, who was in the Great Perfection of Condensing Star at that time, was actually intercepted by two unidentified Condensing Star Great Perfection Sword Cultivators at the foot of the mountain!

The disciples she brought with her were all shallow in cultivation, not only failed to break through the rush to help, but also wiped out the whole army, and she was even severely injured and fled to the north.

Then he went to the north and hit Xue Bing'er, whose life was in danger, in order to hide his traces. Then she came to the inaccessible glacier, and in this shadow sand river, she found this tower hall.

But who knows, this deserted Ice Crystal Tower Hall turned out to be the tomb of the Netherworld Saint Monarch of the Moling Clan 100,000 years ago!

Subsequently, she was controlled and driven away by the remnant soul of the Netherworld Saint Monarch, and life was worse than death.

Hearing this, Luo Yu was also embarrassed, but he vaguely remembered that when Senior Sister Lu introduced the sect to him, he seemed to have mentioned that there was indeed a deacon elder .....who had not been in the sect for a long time.

Thinking of this, Luo Yu asked, "Then Senior Sister Xue relied on this bracelet to judge my identity?"

Xue Bing'er didn't seem to smile for a long time, she smiled a little shyly, pointed to Luo Yu's black face, and said unnaturally: "Not long ago, I got the news that there was a body refining maniac named Ghost Face Sheng in the mountains and seas, wearing a black ghost face. I didn't care, but ......"

It turned out that Xue Bing'er could guess Luo Yu's identity, and she had to be grateful to the Netherworld Saint Monarch who was devoured by him.

Because the Holy Monarch of the Netherworld, the Holy Body was destroyed by the righteous people 100,000 years ago, and only the remnants of the soul fled. The Netherworld Saint Monarch cultivated the Demon Dao, and he had reached the realm of the Holy Phase's anger, and the Holy Body was extremely strong, and he was not allowed to cultivate the body in the ancient world.

And desperately hoping to find a Netherworld Saint Monarch with a strong body, through the Xuanbing Sect disciple who was originally a loose cultivator, he learned that he was an inner cultivator, so he inquired in many ways. Got his detailed information, and even a photo bead image.

Xue Bing'er, who was an elder deacon of the Five Elements Sect, saw his appearance at that time. At the same time, he recognized the black face, which was the half-covered mask worn by the statue of the second-generation sect master under the mountain in the inner room!

After narrating, Xue Bing'er looked at Luo Yu, and asked kindly with a flash in her eyes, "Senior brother is the sect master?"

Luo Yu smiled bitterly, how could he, the sect master, look like a sect master, and nodded slightly: "The sect is destroyed, and he is just ordered to be in danger." ”

Xue Bing'er seemed to be relieved and said, "Senior sister is still here." ”

Luo Yu naturally understood that Senior Sister Xue meant that he was not alone, and with her here, the sect would definitely be revitalized.

Hearing this, Luo Yu knew that Senior Sister Xue was still unclear that there were other disciples who survived.

So he smiled and said: "Senior sister, the yam garden behind the sect is safe, Dan Lao is still there, and there are several senior brothers, all of them." ”

"Really?!" Xue Bing'er showed a look of surprise.

Luo Yu smiled and nodded.

After chatting for a while, Xue Bing'er looked at Luo Yu with pity: "It turns out that it is rumored that junior brother Dantian... It's true. ”

Luo Yu smiled indifferently and nodded.

He looked at the slightly revealing whiteness of the fish belly in the east, and said, "Senior sister, I'm going to go to the Haodong Peninsula first. ”

Xue Bing'er naturally understood that Luo Yu was going to find Fusang Fruit, so she nodded and said flatly: "Together." ”

With a Templar powerhouse by his side, and he is still an ice and snow fairy, Luo Yu is indispensable.

When the two of them were about to leave, he suddenly stopped, looked at the snowy glacial land, and swung a small sound transmission sword.

With a move on the dragon's back, the light flashed, and a shadow of a dragon appeared.

After devouring the remnant soul of the Nether Saint Monarch, the Shadow of the Xuanlong also changed. The most remarkable thing is that its dragon shadow body is more condensed, and it is seven feet long, and the momentum is compelling.

Of course, Luo Yu, who devoured the remnant soul of the Netherworld Saint Monarch, also understood that it was not the Nether Saint Monarch who had taken away the corpses of the same sect before, and those secret guards were not instructed by him.

He had a bad feeling, feeling that the remnants of the ink spirit in the God-given continent were not as Dan Lao and the others thought, but just a slight disease of ringworm and scabies.

Ever since he knew that there were thousands of mountains and seas, and after knowing Huang Lao and others, he slowly found that everyone's eyes were focused on resisting the outside world, but ignored the inside of the mountains and seas. If it is an evil cultivator of the ink spirit, there is something sinister brewing in the mountains and seas!

The internal turmoil of the continent is ...... together Then it really became 'a thousand miles of embankment destroyed in an anthill'!

However, Luo Yu also knew that these were just his own guesses, and there was no substantial evidence. Moreover, he is now just an incognito Xiaoxiu, even if the mountains and seas fall, it is those tall people who come out to top, what does it have to do with him?

It's better to take care of your own one-acre and one-third of land! No! md! I don't even have an acre of land...! When I think of the destruction of my sect... Some of them are simply three points of wasteland.

Thinking of this, Luo Yu left everything behind, he stepped on the dragon shadow, smiled and stretched out his hand to ask: "Sister is willing to follow the younger brother, is the dragon hunting for nine days?"

Xue Bing'er originally wanted to sacrifice the sword shadow and walk with the sword. But when she saw the dragon shadow at Luo Yu's feet, and then saw Luo Yu's appearance, she suddenly smiled slightly, reached out to hold Luo Yu's outstretched palm, and stepped forward.

Roar~!

The sound of the dragon's roar shook the sky above the glacier.

The shadow of the dragon was churning and hunting, straight to the top of the clouds, and broke through the sky towards the east.