The endless stream of blood and faint ghostly fire, like countless tornadoes, were pulled by an inexplicable force, and suddenly poured into the body of the withered bone undead commander from all sides of the Sword Lake.

At this time, it is like a beggar who has not touched a drop of water and rice for ten days, as long as it eats, as long as it can fill its stomach, it all stuffs it into its mouth.

I saw the ghostly fire dancing in its eye sockets, constantly devouring and merging. There was a hint of purple in the dark blue, and this was the strength that was about to break through to the realm of the half-step Sword Emperor.

If the color of the Nether Ghost Fire completely changes to purple red, then its strength will reach the Sword Emperor realm.

The bones of the whole body are also being watered with blood, and they are changing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

The spiritual wisdom and realm that were originally scattered by the mysterious old man of the lonely boat gradually recovered to its original state under the continuous replenishment of the Nether Ghost Fire, but because the blood and Nether Ghost Fire were too scarce and weak, its Spirit Intelligence and Realm were far from enough to return to the time when it first woke up.

"Click"

The skull of the Dry Undead Boss was turning from side to side, as if looking for something, and the ghostly fire beating in the eye sockets was like an infrared scanner, only to see the reddish objects struggling in the sky above the Sword Lake.

There were several powerful auras that attracted its attention, and the Nether Ghost Fire was beating violently, but it didn't act rashly, as if it knew that its current strength was not enough to contend with.

It is conceivable that the current Dry Bone Undead Boss already has a certain amount of intelligence, and he can already distinguish which of these prey with different qi and blood powers is strong and weak.

Corpses, ice sculptures, and severed arms floating in the Sword Lake are suspended around under its control.

The Bone Boss of the Dry Bone Undead had a cloud of Netherfire suspended in his palm, and with a flick of his fingers, the Netherfire broke into several paths and fell towards them, the corpse was drying up, and the ice sculpture was melting.

At the bottom of Sword Lake, there are several other powerful Dry Bone Undead who are doing the same thing, but their every move is under the watchful eye of the Dry Bone Undead Commander.

That's right, it's indulging, it's captivity, it's waiting, and once it grows to a certain stage, the Dry Bone Undead Boss will mercilessly strangle and devour them.

The surface of Sword Lake.

The ice has covered more than 380 zhang of Sword Lake, and it is solidifying at the same rate.

On the ice, a corpse with dry bones and white shadows are engaged in a tragic battle, no blood, no wailing, and no fear, in their hearts, there are only the most primitive instincts.

The White Shadow snatched their prey from the Sword Lake, snatched their stronger rations, and of course the dry bones and undead would not sit still, but were angry, this Sword Lake was their territory, a paradise for their hunting, how could these things that were not human or ghost invade the territory.

"Whew"

There was a soul roar from the bottom of the Sword Lake, and the boneless undead who were fighting, the ghostly fire in their eye sockets beating more violently than before, as if they had taken stimulants, wielding the rusty long sword in their hands, becoming more and more ferocious and bloodthirsty.

"Boom"

The three dead bodies of dry bones were destroyed under the sword qi released by the six people, and the rippling waves swept away in all directions, and just when they thought they could breathe a sigh of relief, two terrible screams rang out again.

"My soul hurts, it burns and feels like it's falling into a furnace. ”

"Poof"

"It's Nether Fire, it's Nether Fire, it's not completely destroyed, save them. ”

That's right, the nameless fire stained by the two of them was the Netherworld Fire that had not been destroyed, and when they wanted to move forward to save the two, they stopped.

They were afraid that if they were possessed by the Netherworld Fire, wouldn't they be as painful as the two of them.

The water cannot be extinguished, and once it touches it, it will spread, and it will adhere firmly to the body like a maggot attached to the bone.

As one of them retreated, the other three others struggled for a moment before disappearing into place.

Shortly after the four of them left, the two of them who were scorched by the Nether Ghost Fire were surrounded by dozens of dry bones and undead in the blink of an eye, and no matter how much they resisted, it was to no avail.

This scene was just watched by Sikong Haoran not far away, and in addition to sighing, he could only watch them being killed by the dry bones and undead.

"Now the entire Sword Lake is surrounded by an army of dry bones and undead, and their strength is getting stronger and stronger, it just so happens that the white shadow on the ice has helped us share part of the pressure, and at this moment there are still more than seventy zhang from the shore of the lake, you guys go quickly. Sikong Haoran's eyes narrowed slightly, clenched the long sword in his hand, and turned to look at the two Shi Tianshuo brothers.

"Haoran, it's too dangerous here, won't you come with us?" Shi Tianshuo and Shi Tiandong showed anxious expressions on their faces.

"More than twenty zhang away from here, the people of the Five Peaks of the Inner Gate gather there, go to the direction where my second senior brother is, and he will ensure that you leave the Sword Lake safe and sound. ”

"As for me, you don't have to worry, I won't do anything to cost me my life, we'll see you in the third level. ”

Sikong Haoran looked at the corpse with dry bones, in addition to joy in his eyes, there was also a deep solemnity, he didn't tell the two that he was going to devour the Netherworld Ghost Fire to break through the soul duel, because it was too unbelievable for them.

casually killed several dry bone undead, cleared a passage for the two, and then two soul powers containing the breath of soul refining were attached to them, Shi Tianshuo and the two brothers wanted to say something, but at Sikong Haoran's insistence, the two left quickly.

In the palm behind him, there were several ghostly fires suspended, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the Soul Refining Ding.

The soul power of the mid-level peak of the spirit realm stretched out in all directions like a breeze, and then escaped into the lake, and under the sight of the soul, he could see everything that happened in the lake clearly.

Continuing to probe into the depths, blood lines and ghostly fires caught his attention, and then spread out in the direction they flowed, and after going deeper, a tall figure appeared in his soul's sight.

"It's you, damn it!"

Sikong Haoran's chest rose and fell violently, and the soul power released was partially devoured by the dry bone undead commander, but fortunately it was cut off in time.

Suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with an unknown light, and a bold idea came to him spontaneously, looking at several figures suspended on the surface of the lake twenty feet away, the corners of his mouth outlined a wicked smile, and then sank into the lake.

The Dry Bone Undead Boss slowly turned his head at the moment when Sikong Haoran's soul power disappeared, and the violently beating Netherworld Ghost Fire revealed a trace of greed.

Sikong Haoran, who had just dived into the lake, was tightly locked by an aura, he knew that this aura must be the Dry Bone Undead Boss, but he didn't expect it to have such a keen insight.

The soul secret technique covers the whole body, even the breath and pulse are reduced to nothingness, Sikong Haoran is very sure, as long as the soul realm does not exceed him, or does not have a strong soul attainment, it is impossible to discover his existence.

But let him down, the breath can be covered, the soul power can be retracted, but the powerful qi and blood have no place to hide under its ghostly fire.

"Whew"

The Dry Bone Undead Boss issued a soul summon, and a response suddenly sounded at the bottom of the lake, and the four Dry Bone Undead held long swords in their hands and galloped towards the direction where Sikong Haoran was.

Two of the dead bones had a light blue ghost fire, which was equivalent to the mid-level peak of the Great Sword Master, and the other two had a blue ghost fire, which was equivalent to the Great Sword Master's consummation.

"Not good!"

Secretly said that it was not good, I didn't expect that I was hiding it so well, but it was still discovered, "Could it be that my soul secret method is useless to the Dry Bone Undead Commander?"

It's no wonder that Sikong Haoran would think so, and he would be very shocked when put on anyone.

Since you can find yourself, you can only escape from the dry bones

The range sensed by the undead boss, looking at the figures of the four withered bones and undead, he walked towards the other side of the sword lake unhurriedly.

"Almost!"

Sikong Haoran muttered to himself in his heart, turned around, and killed the two dry bone undead of the Great Sword Master's mid-level peak strength.

Although Sword Lake is a battlefield of dry bones and undead, how can they be his opponents for them who just have a trace of intelligence.

"Boom"

As soon as they showed their heads, the two fists directly shattered their heads, and the four nether ghost fires were firmly bound in their hands by the golden soul power, and they did not immediately put into the soul refining tripod, because it was not the time yet.

Sikong Haoran is now in the consummation realm of the Great Sword Master, and his physical body has reached the intermediate level of the Cleansing Realm, and the peak strength of the little Great Sword Master Intermediate is not enough in front of him.

The other two dry bone undead of the Great Sword Master's perfect strength appeared behind him in an instant, and as soon as the rusty long sword slashed out the sword qi, Sikong Haoran disappeared in front of them like a fish.

"Sword Lake is dead, it's both your paradise and my hunting ground. Sikong Haoran showed a hint of mockery, he had discovered this before, the reason why he was able to stay in the Sword Lake without fear was that in addition to the powerful hole card of the mystery of life and death, there was also the death sword qi that he had comprehended in the Sword Forest.

The richer the death qi, the more powerful the death sword qi became.

Thousands of swords and dry bones have been sleeping at the bottom of the lake for many years, and the dead qi they release is so rich.

Although Sword Lake would greatly restrict the use of his sword moves, it would not be a problem to induce these two dry bone undead with a trace of intelligence to come to the surface.

Sikong Haoran is retreating rapidly, and the dry bones and undead are chasing after him.

The mysteries of life and death moved rapidly, a large amount of dead qi roaring from the bottom of the lake, converging on the long sword, and the other hand suspended a cloud of ghostly fire, attracting the gaze of the dry bones and undead.

In their eyes, the cunning human in front of them was a prey with majestic qi and blood, and the Netherworld Ghost Fire in his hand also had a fatal attraction, as if a voice was telling them that as long as they devoured it, they would successfully evolve to a higher level.

"It seems that the more powerful the Nether Fire, the more attractive it is to them. Sikong Haoran could feel the mood fluctuations of the two dry bones and undead, and quickly rushed towards the surface of the lake.

Just as Sikong Haoran had guessed, the Dry Bone Undead rushed out of the water with the Nether Ghost Fire.

"Slash!"

The death qi reached its limit at this moment, the long sword was wailing, the snow in the sky seemed to have lost its soul, and even the white shadow on the ice stopped at this moment, and the two death sword qi broke through the air one after the other.

"Huh"

The two dry bone undead of the Great Sword Master's perfect strength were destroyed under the death sword qi, and even the Nether Ghost Fire appeared dim at this moment.

Sikong Haoran didn't expect that the power of the death sword qi was terrifying, and the back move that he had prepared was useless at the moment, so he stretched out his hand and made a move, and the scattered Netherworld Ghost Fire returned to the palm of his hand.

They devoured each other, then fused into a netherworld fire that glowed with a light blue light, struggling violently in the brilliant golden soul cover, and Sikong Haoran could feel a faint burning sensation coming from his soul.

"It's wishful thinking to want to escape!"

The Soul Determination was running quickly, and then this Nether Ghost Fire was swallowed by the Soul Refining Ding.

The Dry Bone Undead Commander could never have imagined that the men it sent out would lose all contact in less than half an hour, and even a human monk with the perfect strength of a small great sword master could not do anything.

How could it have thought that the Soul Refining Ding was the nemesis of the Nether Ghost Fire.

"Whew"

"Whew"

At the gathering place of the five peaks of the inner gate, the dry bone undead launched a fierce counterattack, and a terrifying coercion enveloped the entire Sword Lake.

"What's the matter, how could the Dry Bone Undead Boss riot in advance!"