The two soul roars were like raging fire, and as the fire spread, the entire Sword Lake was shrouded in flames, and for a moment, the withered bones and undead broke out into an unprecedented counterattack.

The fire of the prairie has boiled.

The ghostly fire in their eye sockets kept beating, as if it was about to erupt in the next moment, and the rusty long sword in the bone palm was also dyed with a blood-colored edge at this time.

Danhong looked at the flat boat in the center of the lake, the old man did not move, but sat alone and fished as before, and the army of dry bones and undead rioted, which did not have any impact on the five-zhang range, not even a ripple.

"According to the soul roar issued by the Dry Bone Undead Commander, its strength is now close to the half-step Sword Emperor, I don't know why, it will make it riot in advance?"

"But it's not a good thing for us to make an early move. ”

Ignoring the restlessness of the army of dry bones and undead in front of him, he retracted his gaze, and gently shook the hands behind him, Danhong's whole body bloomed with a shocking momentum, and the coercion in the sky disappeared in an instant.

Judging from the breath released, perhaps its strength has reached the half-step Sword Emperor, but the methods of the Dry Bone Undead Boss are not as simple as they seem on the surface, and there is no room for negligence and contempt. ”

"Besides, to be able to grow to such an extent, its intelligence must not be low, and it is a bit tricky to get the Nether Ghost Fire. ”

The folding fan slapped lightly in the palm of his hand, his eyebrows frowned, staring at the direction of the violent fluctuation of the aura in the center of the lake, Zhang Hao showed his expectation at the same time, he also felt a trace of apprehension, could it be that its strength was only a half-step Sword Emperor?

"Sword Lake is now frozen to more than four hundred zhang, or it won't be long before it will extend to us, the chill above is extraordinary, but it has no effect on them, we must fight quickly before Sword Lake freezes. ”

"I've been looking forward to this fight for a long time, I just hope that the Boss of the Dry Bones doesn't let me down!"

Hyun Bin's eyes danced with a scorching light, and an earth-shattering battle intent rushed from his body to the sky, and the snowflakes flying in the sky were evaporated under this momentum, and even the reckless cold wind was frightened and fled.

"Don't underestimate the Dry Bone Undead Commander, as far as I know, it is a half-step Sword Emperor powerhouse of the Sword Sect in front of him, and the reason for its fall will surprise you, it is because at the critical moment of refining the Nether Ghost Fire to break through the Sword Emperor, the soul was burned. ”

"And this space has existed since the founding of the Sword Sect, you can imagine what a terrifying number of people who die here every time they are in a grand event every ten years. ”

"Their resentment, their obsession, what kind of terrifying existence will be derived, if it weren't for the suppression and restraint of this senior, how many of us think would be able to get out of this sword lake!"

Dan Hong turned his head and glanced at Xuan Bin coldly, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, although his voice was not loud, it made some people nearby hear it clearly.

Most of the powerhouses of the five peaks of the inner gate have some understanding of the Sword Lake, and have also explored its mystery and strangeness from other places, and now when they hear Dan Hongyi, they are even more afraid, and when they look at the old man in the lonely boat, they have more awe in their hearts.

Song Yiyi and Long Qianyu glanced at each other, and they both saw a different taste in each other's eyes, no matter what Danhong's purpose was, the two did not intend to participate in this matter, and laughed at his ulterior motives at this time.

Long Qianyu's eyebrows frowned, until this moment, he still didn't find Sikong Haoran's figure, his heart was very anxious, and his soul power was again

Probed out, but still didn't notice the slightest breath.

He knew that there was a mystery in the sixth junior brother, and he also knew that with his character, he would not joke with his own life, and wanted to go to him, but he was blocked by an invisible force, because the rules of Sword Lake did not allow retreat.

Of course, Long Qianyu couldn't detect any of Sikong Haoran's breath, because his whole body was shrouded in soul secret art at the moment.

Sikong Haoran is now hidden in the depths of the bottom of the lake, deep in the mud, at the moment when he killed the last two dry bone undead, a powerful aura enveloped the entire bottom of the lake, if it weren't for the Netherworld Ghost Fire being devoured by the Soul Refining Ding, even if he was trapped in the mud, no matter how against the sky the soul secret technique, he would never want to escape the lock of the dry bone undead commander.

The Dry Bone Undead Boss reappeared in the place where Sikong Haoran was hiding, and the dark blue Netherworld Fire shimmered with a little mottled purple-red light, making the entire bottom of the lake even more gloomy.

"Whew"

The silt at the bottom of the lake fluctuated violently under the soul shock, surging, and the sound waves of soul ripples invaded every inch of the place.

The eardrums were roaring, the cheeks were twisting, the pursed lips were spasming, and even the entire skull seemed to be about to explode, and the fists were clenched to prevent themselves from letting out a trace of pain, and the seven orifices overflowed with a trace of blood, all wrapped in soul power.

Sikong Haoran didn't dare to be careless, since the people from other peaks of the inner gate stayed in Sword Lake, they should have a plan, if he guessed correctly, these people have the same purpose as him, he wants to borrow strength, he wants to borrow a knife, to weaken the strength of the Dry Bone Undead Commander, and take the fire from the fire.

"Buzz"

As time passed, no matter how crazy the soul sound wave was, it could not invade the golden fortress that was as solid as gold.

The Dry Undead Boss paused for a moment, the rusty sword in his hand blooming with fierce killing power, and then quickly disappeared towards the front.

Sikong Haoran was shocked into a cold sweat, if the Dry Bone Undead Boss left a moment later, he would reveal his position in an instant.

The Netherworld Ghost Fire thrown into the Soul Refining Ding had been completely refined at this time, and the pure soul power filled his entire body, and the damage he had suffered just now had recovered as before, and even his soul was growing little by little.

Sikong Haoran waited for a moment to come out of the mud, his whole body was still covered in a layer of silt, which he did on purpose.

More caution, less danger.

The soul power slowly extended forward, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he found that the sword withered bone undead commander was far away.

"Huh"

Several pitch-black demon cores were wrapped in a layer of soul power, and they catapulted away in different directions, and the eyes and pupils in the mud gradually contracted, and then turned around and disappeared in place.

The surface of Sword Lake.

At this moment, the cold ice has spread to more than four hundred and thirty zhang, and there are countless dry bone undead who have been killed, and the remaining dry bone undead, their strength is the lowest level of the Great Sword Master's primary realm, and the highest has reached the Great Sword Master's consummation.

Several green lotuses bloomed with fierce sword qi, they opened in the cold wind, and the lotus leaves were competing with each other, and the sword qi tore through the surrounding space, suddenly, like rain, as if they had vitality, towards the ghostly ghost fire in the eye sockets of the withered bones and undead.

"Boom"

All of a sudden, the cold wind was howling, the lake was roaring, the ghostly fire was extinguished, and the surging waves shook a large number of dry bones and undead.

"You guys go quickly. ”

Song Yiyi wanted to leave

Go, but seeing these outer disciples who are still persevering, once upon a time, she was as stubborn as she is now.

Embarrassed and miserable can no longer be used to describe their state at the moment, their eyes flashed with gratitude, and without any hesitation, they left quickly.

"The Boss of the Dead is here. ”

Dan Hong's hand behind him stood in front of him at some point, and a long sword with a fierce murderous aura appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Bang"

As soon as Danhong's words fell, the Dry Bone Undead Boss jumped out of the lake, stood condescendingly on the ice, turned his head and stared coldly at the people suspended on the lake.

A terrifying and strange aura descended on their souls, and then swept through their bodies, and the beating ghostly fire seemed to have been imprinted in the depths of their souls, as if a pair of hands grabbed their throats and pulled them towards the endless abyss.

At its feet, a pile of ice splinters, the same white shadow stump that had been trampled by the Boss of the Dead of Dry Bones, had not been reassembled as before, for an invisible force had strangled all its hopes.

Several white shadows on the ice attacked, all of them were killed by a sword, and those who wanted to rush up again, under the gaze of the ghostly fire, quickly retreated, and then knelt on the ground.

"Whew"

The Dry Bone Undead Boss let out a soul sound wave, and the Dry Bone Undead on the surface of the lake no longer rioted, but quickly retreated, and when they approached the ice, they either rose into the air or slowly climbed.

Standing in unison on the ice, there were five boneless undead with blue ghostly fire blooming in their eye sockets, standing three steps away from the boneless undead boss.

As the army of dry bones and undead retreated, the already devastating disciples of the Sword Sect fled in a hurry, never feeling that their lives were so fragile at that moment.

The Dry Bone Undead Boss ignored those lowly Sword Sect disciples, and instead set his eyes on the five people suspended on the surface of the lake.

At this moment, even if Song Yiyi and Long Qianyu wanted to retreat, it would be too late at this time, because they were locked by a qi machine.

What made Long Qianyu even more puzzled was that among these retreating people, he didn't find Sikong Haoran's figure, "Could it be that he was killed by the Dry Bone Undead Commander? Or was he cultivating somewhere in the Sword Lake, or did he have other plans?"

"It's stronger than we thought, but with the three of us working together, it's easy to kill it. Zhang Hao stared coldly at the dry bone undead coach who was ten zhang away, and said coldly.

"Why did these army of dry bones and undead behind it summon back, could it be that there was some other ulterior motive?"

"It's not good, it's devouring, stop it. ”

Hyun Bin showed doubts, but as his soul power probed, he found that the aura of the army of dry bones and undead was declining, and he yelled at everyone.

That's right, just as Hyun Bin said, the Nether Ghost Fire of the Dry Bone Undead Army was dim, and in the snow, one by one the Nether Ghost Fire took off towards the Dry Bone Undead Boss.

"Buzz"

A soft sound sounded in the hearts of the five people, and then the three of them quickly jumped out of the lake, they no longer cared about the cold in the air, and killed the leader of the army of dead bones.

And Long Qianyu and Song Yiyi retreated quickly.

"Zheng"

Three fierce sword qi pierced the sky, especially dazzling in the white silver, as if they were about to cut through this side of the world.

The edge is incomparable, and with the momentum of thunder, it swept away the dry bones and undead coach.