Since Sikong Haoran entered the cave on the left, his soul power has always spread within a radius of ten zhang, which is just the extreme distance that he can reach in one step at the moment, even if he encounters danger, he can quickly get out.

The entrance to this cave is surrounded by uneven stones, and the more you go inside, the more intense the strange aura becomes, and the darker your vision becomes, but for him with strong soul power, it is no different from daytime.

As perceived outside the cave before, there was a mysterious and unpredictable aura everywhere, Sikong Haoran walked all the way, every step was the same distance, "Why is the subtle fluctuation that I perceived just now gone, is it still inside?"

The long sword was clenched in the palm of his hand, and a stream of thought was transmitted to the Soul Refining Ding, and he continued to walk forward.

"How can there be dry bones here!" the soul saw several mutilated corpses in front of him, judging by the time, it was at least ten years, and there was a brutal fight here too.

The more he walked inside, the more and more dry bones he saw, and from the scattered fragments of clothes, it could be seen that there were other people besides the Sword Sect who appeared here, which made Sikong Haoran feel puzzled, "This Sword Tomb is the exclusive space for the Sword Sect to assess the disciples, how can there be people from other forces!"

I couldn't figure it out for a while, it seemed that after I went out, I could only ask the senior brother and the master, Sikong Haoran muttered in his heart, I don't know how long he walked forward, an invisible enchantment appeared under his soul sight, feeling the fluctuations above, exactly the same as what he perceived outside the cave entrance.

Looking at the enchantment in front of him, he had a lot of questions in his heart, he didn't rashly touch it, but continued to release his soul power to probe, "It seems that if you want to continue to move forward, you have to pass through this enchantment, I don't know if the other side is a chance or an unknown danger?"

After feeling it, I didn't find anything else abnormal, so I simply put aside all the distractions, since it appeared in the big array, the formation seal that had been condensed before could come in handy.

The intention moved at will, the sword mark was suspended in Sikong Haoran's palm again, and then slowly approached the enchantment, and at the moment of touching, a suction force came quickly, no matter how he struggled, to no avail, with a flash of light, the figure also disappeared.

The cold wind is howling and the snow is falling.

What catches your eye is a white expanse, this space is thousands of miles away, and the large and small peaks are all covered with a layer of silver light veil.

In the midst of this snow-covered mountain is a lake, and when the snowflakes fall in the lake, they disappear without a trace, forming a stark contrast to the white mountains and mountains, which is unique.

In the middle of the lake, a lonely boat stands on it, and an old man in a cloak and a hat is fishing alone in the snowstorm.

A figure appeared in the sky at some point, falling with the snowflakes, but faster than the snowflakes, the exclamation just sounded, and it was drowned in the thick snow, this beautiful picture scroll broke the silence for a long time because of the arrival.

If one were able to look down from above, one could see a humanoid silhouette appear on the thick white snow.

His mouth and nose were filled with snowflakes, and before he could react, he was caught off guard, and the cold air surged madly from all directions, and he couldn't help but shiver.

The Xuan Qi overflowed all over the body in an instant, and the Immortal Golden Body Technique was also rapidly transferred, dispelling the piercing chill that had just invaded the body.

"What the hell is this place, I'm freezing to death. "Even if the Xuan Qi overflowed all over the body, and there was a pale golden glimmer under the green shirt, there was still some cold qi that ignored these defenses and entered the body, which was enough to see how domineering this cold in the sky was.

With difficulty propping himself up, his legs bowed slightly, and the vast snowy world reappeared

His eyes.

"What a beautiful snow scene, huh!" The Wind Trail Cloud Shadow Figure pulled out a series of afterimages on the snow, and then stood on a protruding stone on the shore of the lake, and at this time, the figure of the lonely boat and the old man in the lake also appeared in his sight.

This figure was none other than Sikong Haoran, who looked dazed, "Could this be another illusion?"

The cold wind was cold, and the snowflakes with goose feathers were still falling slowly, but they disappeared when they approached the lake, as if they had merged into the lake, and as if they were swallowed by an invisible force.

The soul power spread, and the entire lake was encompassed in it, but when it approached the lonely boat, it was blocked by an invisible force, and only a vague outline could be seen, "This old man's strength is unfathomable, and he is a difficult opponent. ”

Suppressing the shock in his heart, he shouted in the direction where the old man was: "Senior, I am a disciple of the Sword Sect, may I ask what kind of place is this?"

"Senpai!"

No matter how Sikong Haoran shouted, the old man on the lonely boat was still sitting and fishing as before.

"Well, this lake is strange, and it actually reveals a faint sword intent. Sikong Haoran didn't panic, with his sword intent realm, the sword intent released in the lake water couldn't have any impact on him.

The soul power quickly retracted and infiltrated towards the lake, and when it touched the lake, the soul power sent a stinging pain like a struggle, but this sting was not enough to pose a threat to him.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, his lips pursed, and his soul power spread towards the lake, and as the distance extended, he saw an incredible scene, the lake was full of dry bones and sword weapons.

"Uh-huh!"

Sikong Haoran retreated again and again, there were bursts of sharp pain in his soul, his whole face was twisted together because of the pain, and the soul refining tripod bloomed with a brilliant golden brilliance, dispelling the pain in his soul, just now, a sword intent far beyond the previous one struck, if he hadn't retreated quickly, maybe he would have to stay with the old man as a companion.

"It's such a terrifying sword intent, it seems that it is still not cautious enough, and it is so treacherous. "Sitting in the white snow, ignoring the biting cold, the soul is running fast.

The old man on the lonely boat didn't know when he looked in the direction where Sikong Haoran was, and the closed eyes under the hat suddenly opened, they were a pair of cloudy eyes, they were a pair of eyes without focus.

"Poof!"

Looking at each other, a terrifying sword intent burst out from the old man's eyes, and it was just a matter of moments before it descended on Sikong Haoran's body.

Blood spilled from his pursed lips, and his body was thrown two feet away, and as soon as a line of blood was formed, it was frozen into ice slag by the cold wind, drowning in the flying snow.

"How could this old man attack me for no reason, is it because he annoyed him by releasing his soul power to probe just now!" Sikong Haoran clenched his long sword, ignoring the injuries in his body, and got up from the snowdrift tremblingly, the biting chill made him unusually sober.

Soul Determination, Immortal Golden Body Technique, all the strongest means that can be used are running quickly, while repairing the injuries in the body, the soul power is also tightly locked on the old man in the lonely boat, as long as he makes any changes, Sikong Haoran will immediately flee.

Grandpa said that if you can't win, you can run, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.

The old man did not attack again, one hand stroked his beard, the bamboo pole was lightly lifted, and a palm-sized fish broke out of the water, writhing wildly, as if to break free from the hook in its mouth and return to the lake, no matter how it struggled to no avail, but finally became a trapped beast in the old man's bamboo basket.

"There are still fish in this lake, why do I see dry bones and sword weapons?" Sikong Haoran was inexplicably shocked, at this time his body was already covered by heavy snow, the cold air invaded his body, and even his teeth trembled involuntarily, if it weren't for his physique being different from ordinary people, he would have been unable to hold on for a long time.

"I have to find a way, or I'll be turned into an ice sculpture before I get out of the sword grave. The slurred words squeezed out of his teeth, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind as he watched the old man in the lake and the changes that appeared when the snowflakes fell.

"Since this lake is not covered by heavy snow and frozen, does it mean that as long as I walk into the lake, all this on my body will be solved?" Walking towards the shore of the lake step by step, Sikong Haoran couldn't manage so much, instead of being frozen to death, it was better to fight for life and death with the sword intent in the lake and the old man on the lonely boat!

Staying on the shore of the lake, the raised feet are in a dilemma, as long as you take a small step forward, you can step into the lake, at this time, the speed of blood flow in the body is getting slower and slower, and the symptoms of paralysis gradually appear, looking at the old man on the lonely boat, the heart is ruthless.

"Poof!"

The water splashed everywhere, and the chill that was enough to make it difficult for ordinary people to move an inch melted and disintegrated in an instant.

The old man did not attack, and the sword intent in the lake was as weak as before, and it seemed that as long as he did not approach the center of the lake, his life would not be in danger.

The mountains and rivers are exhausted, and there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

Sikong Haoran was overjoyed, and walked towards the lake step by step, the speed of blood flow was returning to normal, and the paralysis gradually disappeared, until the lake flooded his shoulders and did not stop advancing.

If there were other people nearby, they would be frightened, a head floating on the surface of the lake, and a bright smile, and an old man in a cloak and a hat fishing, as if looking at this side intentionally or unintentionally, what a terrifying picture.

In the place where Sikong Haoran couldn't see, the old man under the hat nodded slightly, and then the bamboo pole shook slightly, and the calm lake rippled.

"Oops!"

Sikong Haoran also discovered the strangeness of the lake, and wanted to rise into the air, but found that his feet were imprisoned by a force, and he couldn't even move his hands, and he couldn't break free even if he used all his strength.

In the sea of souls, the Soul Refining Ding bloomed with brilliant golden brilliance, and the mirage was indifferent no matter how it was summoned, Sikong Haoran roared in his heart, scolding it to the point of spurting blood.

Under the soul's gaze, the sword weapons in the lake were buzzing and trembling, and wisps of invisible sword intent erupted from it, and then spread to the entire lake.

"Ahh

One by one, the fish were wantonly crisscrossing in the lake, and then they pierced through Sikong Haoran's body, that's right, these fish were the invisible sword intent.

The sword intent is invisible, but it can ignore any obstacles, every time it passes through, it does not leave any wounds, only a wisp of sword intent is left in the body, and a painful wail comes out of his mouth, and the sound shakes the sky.

"Walk through this lake, step into this gate, you can successfully pass through the sword tomb!" The indifferent voice clearly came into Sikong Haoran's ears, and he saw that with a wave of the old man's bamboo pole, an invisible gate appeared on the other side of the lake.

As soon as the old man's words fell, a human rain fell in the sky, and everyone who was about to fall in the lake was swept into the wind and snow by the invisible silk threads on the bamboo poles.

"Ahh

Before they could appreciate the silver costume, they were shocked when a sharp pain came from their bodies and they were thrown out again.

At the same time, accompanied by endless chill and icy pain, they fell silently in the unknown depths of the snowdrift.