Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow.

Only the 500-zhang long Sword Lake is still the same as in the past, the snowflakes disappear without a trace as soon as they touch the surface of the lake, and the cold of the lake becomes more and more cold as time passes.

Even if the lake water was cold and biting, it still couldn't make the Sword Sect disciples in the Sword Lake feel afraid, and what frightened them the most was the dry bones and undead who came out of the lake.

The ghostly fire dancing in their eye sockets, the pale skeletons, the rusty swords, all of them stimulated their nervous and fragile minds.

In the eyes of the dry bones and undead, these swimming, with majestic qi and blood blooming all over their bodies, are all the prey they dream of, rations to restore their strength and strengthen their strength.

"Don't come, don't come, senior brother save me!"

"Come to me, kill them!"

"Ah, my head hurts, my soul seems to have been burned by fire, how can these dead spirits with dry bones be so evil. ”

Horror and panic appeared on their faces one by one, and all of a sudden, the entire Sword Lake screamed and screamed, piercing the universe, and even the snow in the sky was messy in the wind.

Groups of dry bones and undead appeared from the lake one after another, distributed in various areas of the Sword Lake, and any corner of the place where there were people was patronized, and a battle with the army of dry bones and undead was in full swing in the Sword Lake.

"Tell you to chase me, see if I don't dismantle you, and the little dry bones and undead dare to make a mistake. ”

"No matter how powerful you are in life, you will not be reduced to a dry skeleton, and continue to return to the bottom of the lake. ”

A hundred zhang away from the shore of the lake, some of the outer disciples gathered here, and after all this period of time, they all used all their strength, but all the dry bones and undead who came close to them were all killed one by one.

"The current strength of these dry bones and undead is relative to the perfection of the sword master, which is related to the fact that they have just awakened. ”

"You can kill these boneless undead by dispersing the Nether Fire in their eye sockets, but you must be careful not to be possessed by the Nether Fire, as once you stick to it, your soul will be burned in an instant. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, the rules of Sword Lake do not help each other, but since the undead attacked, this restraint seems to have lost its effect, but we must not let our guard down. Liu Quan looked at the other five people in front of him and said in a low voice.

At this moment, only half of the Xuan Qi in their bodies is left, and they must solve the trouble in front of them as soon as possible, otherwise once the Xuan Qi is exhausted, what awaits them will be a certain death.

However, some of the scattered outer disciples were not as lucky as them, because they could not bear the pressure, they showed signs of panic, and several dry bones and undead were surrounded, and finally died under their swords, while his soul and flesh were eaten away one by one.

"Be careful, there are three dry bones and undead behind you. An exclamation sounded, followed by the sound of three pieces breaking the air.

Lianyue slashed a dry bone undead who deceived her, and everything that happened behind her was also in her perception, and the sound of the three broken air bought her a moment's time, turned around and slashed out with a sword, and the three dry bone undead were shattered under the sword qi.

"Thank you, Senior Sister, if you hadn't saved me just now, I'm afraid I would have died at their hands, the strength of these dry bones and undead is getting stronger and stronger, and there are still so many of them, what should we do. Retsuki gasped heavily, her pink red lips lost their original color, and the long battle made her tired.

"Senior sister, their strength is related to the Nether Ghost Fire, and I also found a strange phenomenon when I dived into the lake, those who died, their flesh and blood were melting. ”

"I suspect that they are all devoured by these armies of dead bones, and the more they are devoured, the stronger they become, and we must stop them, or else

Everyone will die in the Sword Lake. A few drops of water on her long and thick eyelashes are slipping down, and her clear eyes are as smart as her person, as quiet and beautiful as a hibiscus out of the water, this girl is Tang Ruo.

"No wonder they're desperate to kill us. Chen Shuying's phoenix eyes were full of anger, the green lotus sword trick stabbed out casually, and several green lotuses bloomed under the sword vividly, and each lotus leaf released a fierce sword qi, attacking and killing the dry bones and undead in all directions.

The dry bones and undead surrounding them all looked up into the air, and the ghostly fire swaying in their eye sockets trembled under the Qinglian sword qi, although they did not have spiritual intelligence, their innate instinct made the pace of progress stop attacking, and even retreated at extreme speed.

"Hmph, I'm just thinking about escaping and destroying now. ”

"Boom"

Within a radius of thirty zhang, all the dry bones and undead were annihilated under the Qinglian sword qi, and even the Netherworld Ghost Fire that was fleeing in all directions was shattered and completely wiped out.

"Senior sister, how are you. Lian Yue and Tang Ruo hurriedly came to Chen Shuying's side, and the other disciples of Yunju Peak nearby also quickly approached.

"It's just that the consumption of Xuan Qi is too big, so it's not in the way. Chen Shuying wiped her left hand, and after returning to the entrance of Yuan Dan, it turned into a warm current and merged into her limbs.

Immediately after, a soul voice quickly spread throughout the entire Sword Lake, telling the other disciples of the Sword Sect about their discovery.

"Senior sister, if you do this, it will be dangerous if you are punished by the mysterious old man of the lonely boat, and besides, what does their life and death have to do with us. Zhu Ke'er's face was solemn, she looked at the old man on the lonely boat in the center of the lake in fright, and said anxiously.

"Don't worry, that senior won't do anything to us now, I'm just reminding them, so that there will be a lot less trouble for us. ”

Everyone leaned together to be on guard, and hurried to recover the Xuan Qi before the dry bones and undead could react. Chen Shuying turned her head and admonished, leading them closer to the center of Sword Lake.

The soul voice that Chen Shuying had just sent out could be described as a hot spring in this cold lake, melting the anxiety and fear in their hearts, like a magic force that ignited the fighting spirit in their hearts.

The death toll is decreasing, and the dead bones and ghosts that have been killed, their ghostly fires have also been destroyed under the fierce sword aura.

And Sikong Haoran, who was sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the lake and didn't know how many meters deep, didn't know what was happening on the surface of the lake at all, he only knew that the fifty zhang no man's land that was isolated by the sword intent fish had gathered a large number of Netherworld Ghost Fires.

These Netherworld Ghost Fires, in addition to the army of dry bones and undead who were killed by Sikong Haoran's sword intent fish, there were also those who fled in all directions.

The soul determination was running rapidly, and the Nether Ghost Fire flickered in the lake, dodging, trying to escape from this area, but no matter how they struggled, it was useless, and the Soul Refining Ding bloomed with a brilliant golden light in the soul ocean, and the endless Nether Ghost Fire was devoured and refined.

Clusters of resentment and obsession, in the fierce resistance, lost their hideousness, and were purified in the brilliant golden brilliance.

Then, the Soul Refining Ding also overflowed with pure soul essence and floated in the soul ocean, partly making up for the soul power consumed by Sikong Haoran, and partly absorbed by the soul decision, crashing towards the second barrier.

There was also a small part of it, which was eaten away by the evil blade mirage of the divided side, but the way it absorbed it was very special and was not discovered by Sikong Haoran.

The ocean of souls is a world of Sikong Haoran, it can be said that he is the absolute master, every move here, even a slight change, can not escape his soul sight, but the actions of the mirage have concealed his perception, I have to say, the danger factor of the mirage is extremely high.

"Boom"

The soul power was like a burning extraterrestrial meteorite, slamming into the second barrier of the soul duel, and Sikong Haoran couldn't remember how many times he had attacked.

"It's still not enough, it seems that we have to refine some more Nether Ghost Fire. A sigh sounded in the ocean of souls, and it was no wonder that he was to blame, and he could only blame it, the quality of these Nether Ghost Fires was too poor.

If the Nether Ghost Fire had spiritual intelligence, I think they must be wailing at the moment, scolding Sikong Haoran, we are also pure soul power, but we have just woken up now.

How can the cultivation of the soul duel be so easy to break through, when he got the soul duel in the Sword Pavilion, in order to condense the soul refining tripod, Sikong Haoran didn't know how many demonic beasts he killed in the 100,000 mountains, it can be said that every breakthrough requires a huge amount of souls.

Sikong Haoran opened his eyes, and a ray of golden soul light shot out from his eyes, and the dry bone undead who preyed on the ghost fire nearby appeared stunned for a moment, and then fled far away as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

"Hmph, I'll see where you run. A palm slapped at the bottom of the lake, and his body ejected, and at this moment, Sikong Haoran was like a fish and galloped towards the army of dry bones and undead.

The ghostly ghost fire floating in the lake was pulled by the soul power and thrown into the soul refining ding.

The army of the undead had never imagined when the bottom of the lake, their purgatory, would be hunted down like a lost dog by a small human monk.

"Whew"

"Whew"

The fleeing army of the undead stopped at the sound of the roar of their souls, and soon they were back at the bottom of the lake, lined up like a well-trained army.

"What's going on?" Sikong Haoran's soul felt a faint feeling of dizziness, and his soul power quickly probed towards the place where the sound came from.

What appeared in the soul's sight was a tall dry bone undead, a head taller than the others, and I saw the ghostly ghost fire in his eye sockets flickering with a rich ghostly light, "Could it be the dry bone undead boss?"

At the same time that Sikong Haoran was surprised, another remote area at the bottom of the Sword Lake that did not know its depth, a radius of twenty zhang was shrouded in darkness, and it could be said that it was as dark as ink, and there was no light in the eternal night.

As the last of the Nether Ghost Fire was consumed, the sitting figure opened its eyes, the extremely cold light of the eyes, making the lake in this area even more cold, and on his forehead, a lightning-shaped mark disappeared into the center of his eyebrows.

Staring coldly in the direction from which the voice came, the figure stood up and disappeared to the bottom of the lake, and the darkness that enveloped a radius of twenty feet also disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

If Sikong Haoran was here, he would definitely recognize it immediately, this cold figure was that papaya face, his good brother Qing Yu.

"Whew"

The commander of the army of dry bones and undead continued to let out a soul roar, the long sword pointed diagonally at the sky, and the black dry bone undead also raised the rusty long sword in his hand and raised his head to the sky and roared.

At the same time as they were about to attack again, the bamboo pole in the hand of the mysterious old man on the lonely boat shook slightly, and the invisible silk thread broke through the limit of space and hit the body of the dry undead commander, and the turbulent undead army also stopped all movements.

"Whew"

The Dry Bone Undead Commander slashed out with a sword in the direction where the old man was, venting the anger in his heart, and before the sword qi could rush out of the lake, it hit an invisible wall of qi and disappeared in an instant.

"Presumptuous!"

A cold snort exploded in front of the Dry Bone Undead Boss, and I saw that the ghostly fire in its eye sockets was beating violently, shivering, and gradually dimming.

The army of thousands of undead returned to their former calm, but they stood still, the faint ghostly fire flickering in their eye sockets, and the rusty long sword pestle in their hands in front of them, waiting for a new round of revival.

The sudden wind carried the cold wave and swept through the entire Sword Lake, and a head unconsciously exposed the surface of the lake.