Zi Ling was in a state of confusion, and suddenly found that the sound of the piano around him was stagnant.

At the same time, as if a rainstorm had fallen in the middle of summer, the heat in the air was suddenly swept away.

In its place, there is a sense of clarity.

Or rather, a chill.

Zi Ling and Bing Yang looked around in confusion and found that the thick mist around them was no longer drifting, but seemed to be solidified.

Soon, the chill became more and more noticeable.

There were even dots of snowflakes in the fog.

Qin Yi said in a deep voice: "Turning fog into frost is the Xuanhan Demon Skill!"

As soon as the words fell, I felt a biting cold wind, like a mountain and a sea.

Ziling even stood unsteadily.

Zi Ling was shocked in her heart, and reached out to grab Bingyang's hand.

However, Zi Ling found that Bingyang's hand was extremely cold.

Zi Ling looked down and saw that what she had grabbed was an extremely pale hand.

This hand pulled Zi Ling hard, and Zi Ling only felt a flower in front of him, and flew above the dense fog.

The owner of this hand was standing in front of Zi Ling at this time. The man was dressed in white, and even his hair turned white. It was as if this person had come out of the ice of 10,000 years.

But there was a smile on his face. His eyes were like water, he looked at Zi Ling, and said softly: "You are so beautiful today." ”

Zi Ling also looked at the man in white and said, "I am dressed like this today to wait for you to come." ”

The man in white smiled: "I know." ”

Zi Ling was a little anxious: "This is a bureau!"

The man in white still looked at him gently: "I know." ”

Zi Ling's heart was gloomy, and he said, "Since you know, why do you still come?"

The man in white said: "Because, I want to see you." ”

Zi Ling's heart trembled, and she said in an astringent voice, "I don't want you to die." ”

The man in white stared at Zi Ling for a long time before he nodded, and said slowly: "That's enough." ”

Zi Ling was just about to speak, when he suddenly heard a rumbling sound coming from under his feet, deafening.

A huge heat wave is rolling in.

It was bitterly cold just now, but all of a sudden, it became stuffy.

It's not just stuffy, it's scorching.

Zi Ling felt like a barbecue on a fire. The clothes and hair were almost on fire.

Before the fire on Zi Ling's clothes could ignite, a huge flame had already flashed on the surface of the lake.

The jasper-like lake seemed to have been torn open with a blood-red opening, and bright red earth fire gushed out of it.

Earthfire spewed into the air with great force, destroying everything in its path.

The dense fog and platforms were all reduced to ashes in the firelight.

Zi Ling was gradually surrounded by dense earth fire that spewed upward.

The firelight was staggered, and Zi Ling was surprised to find that her eyes were full of fiery red, brilliant and dazzling.

This fiery red light, but it was unusually bright, stinging Zi Ling's eyes.

The light of Taibai has appeared!

Zi Ling's heart sank.

She raised her arms and shouted, and the Wangwu sword flew into the air with a crisp purple brilliance, surrounding Zi Ling.

Zi Ling's face was solemn, and his whole body was full of purple light. Her long hair and dress fluttered in the firelight, and the wind was fierce. She looked grim and said in a deep voice to the man in white: "Yingzong, since I am a disciple of the righteous path, it is my generation's responsibility to eliminate demons and defend the way. Although I don't want to hurt your life, I can't let the people of the Demon Dao leave today!"

Ying Zong didn't answer, but still looked at Zi Ling steadily.

Zi Ling used her internal force to protect her mind from the hot waves of the earth. She tore the red robe from her body and threw it into the air, and the robe immediately turned into ashes in the firelight. Zi Ling took an arrow step, and the strength was forward, and the sword was fierce, pointing directly at Yingzhong.

Ying Zong looked at the attacking Wangwu Sword and showed a faint smile. In the firelight, he stood tall and his hands behind his back, but he quickly dodged the tip of the sword, and did not fight back. It seems that this is not a contest between life and death, but just a frolic between brothers and sisters on the top of Mount Emei.

But Yingzong's pace gradually slowed down, and it became more and more difficult to dodge. At the same time, the white cold air around Yingzong gradually dissipated. Ying Zong felt that his breath was not smooth, and he couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

This Taibai light is indeed the nemesis of Xuanhan Demon Skill.

Ying Zong didn't dare to be careless, no longer entangled with Zi Ling, but turned into white brilliance, and was about to fly out of Zi Ling's purple sword array.

But apparently it didn't work.

Because in the purple sword curtain, another cyan sword light was added. Suddenly, the purple and blue colors were entangled, scorching their brilliance, and their strength increased greatly.

Bing Yang was still dressed in red, fell to Zi Ling's side, and immediately left the sword with Ke, trapping Ying Zong in the sword formation.

Ying Zong saw Bingyang join the sword formation, and he was immediately furious. His face became paler and paler, but his eyes became blood-red, and he looked like he was enchanted.

Ying Zong's hands shook, and the fire around him stagnated, but it quickly dimmed and gradually condensed into ice.

Then Ying Zong roared, and the surrounding ice immediately turned into pieces and flew away.

Ice shards slammed into Zi Ling and Bing Yang. The two of them only felt a huge pressure coming, and suddenly their blood surged, they were unsteady on their feet, and they flew out several feet upside down.

Zi Ling and Bing Yang rolled over, quickly stood up, intertwined their swords again, and attacked Ying.

A few meters away from Yingzong's side, a transparent ice curtain seemed to be formed, surrounding Yingzong. Zi Ling and Bing Yang couldn't get a step closer at all.

Zi Ling and the others didn't dare to miss the opportunity, and immediately moved with the sword, turning into two sword lights of purple and green, and spun rapidly around the ice curtain.

In the midst of the splendid earth fire in the sky, I formed a dazzling flying rainbow from my twin swords.

And the scope of the ice curtain is gradually shrinking.

Zi Ling and the others finally attacked Ying Zong's side.

Yingzhong's white clothes fluttered, but he looked like he was strolling leisurely. He smiled and said to Zi Ling: "Yes, my skill has increased greatly." It's not the rookie it used to be. ”

Zi Ling felt a pain in her heart, but said solemnly: "Dao Elimination Demon Rise, how dare my generation slack off?"

With that, Zi Ling and Bing Yang Wu flew away from their twin swords and struck left and right towards Ying Zong.

Ying Zong frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, and summoned the Phantom Dust Sword.

The Phantom Dust Sword was shining with cold light at this time, which was completely different from the gentle and restrained in the past.

The Phantom Dust Sword roared and swept towards Ziling Bingyang and the others.

Zi Ling and the others only felt a cold air rolling in, cold to their hearts, and hurriedly withdrew their twin swords to resist the Phantom Dust Sword.

In the blink of an eye, the Phantom Dust Sword had already attacked in front of me, and I fought hard against the two swords.

For a while, the three swords were entangled, making a deafening sound.

What is amazing is that at the moment when the Phantom Dust Sword collided with Wangwu and Keli Sword, the Phantom Dust Sword suddenly shattered, turned into a little white light, and finally turned into ashes and dissipated.

I only heard a heavy sigh, which sounded not far from the three of them: "Ying Zong's apprentice, the Phantom Dust Sword is an Emei holy relic given to you by the teacher, just to help you eliminate demons and defend the Dao." Now that you've apostasy, the Phantom Dust Sword should fall. ”

Ying Zong's expression froze, he looked at Qin Yi, the head of Emei not far away, and said with some anger: "Master, since you have withdrawn the Phantom Dust Sword, are you going to break off the relationship between master and apprentice with me?"

Qin Yi said slowly: "Whether it is a master and apprentice, or a friend or foe, it is only in your thoughts." ”

A cold light flashed in Ying Zong's eyes, and he said coldly: "Then how is it an enemy?

Qin Yi said loudly: "Disperse the magic skills, you will still be a good man in my Emei!"

Ying Zong listened, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Master, you boast that you never follow the rules. Why is it that now because of a martial art, you judge me for good and evil, and judge me for life and death?"

Qin Yi let out a long sigh: "After you have cultivated the Demon Skill, what will you do?"

Ying Zong was stunned for a moment, with a hesitant look on his face.

Qin Yi continued to ask: "If the world can't tolerate you, how will you stay?"

Ying Zong blurted out: "I have martial arts that are proud of martial arts, who dares not to allow me?"

Qin Yi sighed lightly: "Use force to deter the world, and say that you are not a demon?"

Ying Zong was speechless for a while.

But then his face showed a wild expression, and he said loudly: "I used to think that I was the right way. Always scrupulously. But what have I gained? I can only live hypocritically and painfully under the so-called morality!" Ying Zong looked at Zi Ling, and the expression on his face became more and more crazy: "Since I have the ability to defy the sky, I am destined to no longer be an ordinary man! I want to get everything I want! Even if everyone in the world is afraid of me and hates me!"

Qin Yi shook his head, unable to hide the disappointment on his face. He said slowly: "Yingzong, your demon is in your heart. ”

After saying that, Qin Yi looked up at Ying Zong and said in a loud voice: "Then today's teacher can only clean the portal." ”

As soon as the words fell, Qin Yi's Liangyi Qingfeng Sword rose against the storm, forming a golden sword rain and falling towards Ying.

Ying Zong looked at the golden sword rain falling from the sky, and only snorted coldly. He grabbed the void with both hands, and in his two hands, he conjured up two ice swords that were identical to the Phantom Dust Sword.

Ying Zong brandished the ice sword, and actually soared into the air in the direction of the sword rain.

In the blink of an eye, white brilliance and golden sword rain were entangled.

After a few breaths, the golden swords fell one after another, and their brilliance was lost.

And Ying Zong held the ice sword, unscathed. He fell from the sky and turned around to attack in the direction of Qin Yi.

Qin Yi's Liangyi Qingfeng Sword had been lost, and his skill had been greatly damaged. I saw him swing a palm to resist Ying Zong's ice sword.

Ying Zong's ice sword attacked in an instant, but it stopped in front of Qin Yidi's palm, unable to advance an inch.

Ying Zong roared sharply, and his whole body was full of white light.

The two ice swords actually shattered in front of Qin Yi's palm.

Qin Yi, on the other hand, took a few steps back, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Master!" Zi Ling couldn't help but be shocked when she saw Qin Yi injured. She stepped forward quickly and supported Qin Yi.

Qin Yi wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and whispered to Zi Ling: "Ying Zong has already achieved great magical achievements! We are no longer his opponents. I can only try my best to hold him back, so that the light of Taibai can dissolve the Xuanhan Demon Skill. ”

Zi Ling nodded, and immediately looked at my sword and attacked Ying.

Bingyang was also unambiguous, and joined the grappling as Ke left the sword.

Ying Zong no longer conjured weapons, but with his bare hands, he struck left and right, and swam between the two swords.

A strange cold light rose from around Ying Zong's hands, which was indestructible and invulnerable. I left the double sword and struck the cold light, but it was bounced out.

Every time my twin swords came into contact with the cold light of Ying Zong's hands, Zi Ling and Bing Yang would feel that the hands holding the swords were extremely cold and heavy, and their chests felt as if they had been hit by a thousand jun. The sword moves of the two became slower and slower, and their faces became paler.

But Zi Ling and Bing Yang twisted and turned, and their two swords flew over, firmly controlling Ying Zong in the center of the sword array.

Ying Zong's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "You and I can't achieve great success without the Twin Swords, and you are not my opponent at all." If you spend any more internal strength to fight with me, you will only freeze and die of your meridians. ”

Zi Ling was already out of breath at this time, she gritted her teeth and said, "It's worthy of my heart, why be afraid of death!"

On Ying Zong's face, the haze was heavier. He clasped his palms together and let out a loud shout.

Zi Ling and Bing Yang only felt a huge pressure hit hard, and the meridians of their bodies seemed to freeze into ice, and they were in severe pain. The blood in the chests of the two of them surged, and they both flew out upside down, oozing blood from the corners of their mouths.

At this time, Ying Zong showed a surprised expression. He put his hands on his chest, his face was painful, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. After that he staggered a few steps, almost unsteady on his feet.

Zi Ling looked at Ying Zong in confusion, only to realize that the surroundings were unusually bright.

A huge earth fire erupted from the surface of the lake.

The earth fire quickly enveloped several people in it.

Zi Ling quickly used his internal force to isolate himself from the earth fire, but he still felt the scorching heat, and he was about to melt.

And in the midst of the ground fire, Zi Ling only felt that the surroundings were dazzling, and it was difficult to open his eyes.

Zi Ling squinted her eyes with difficulty and looked around.

I only vaguely saw Ying Zong, the cold light around him was broken, his face was red, and he was in pain.

I only heard Qin Yi say in a loud voice: "The light of Taibai has severely damaged the Xuanhan Demon Skill! ”

Zi Ling gritted his teeth, raised his sword and flew in the direction of Ying Zong again.

Ying Zong had gone mad, his eyes blood-red and he let out a roar of pain. He shook his arms and flew desperately out of the fire.

Zi Ling was in a hurry, grabbed Ying Zong, and dragged him deadly.

Ying Zong turned his head and stared at Zi Ling, but his eyes were as fierce as beasts. He slapped Zi Ling on the shoulder and pushed Zi Ling away fiercely.

Zi Ling only felt a sharp pain in her shoulder, and then she was shaken out by the huge thrust.

"Be careful. Bingyang Fei came up, hugged Zi Ling's waist, and said softly: "Ying Zong has lost his mind. If you are wounded, hide away and wait here for my return. ”

With that, Bingyang glanced at Zi Ling deeply, flew up, and headed in the direction of Ying Zong.

Zi Ling sat back and ignored it. She then endured the pain and chased the ice sun with all her might.

I saw that Yingzong was already in the melee of Qin Yi, Jin Man, Bingyang and others at this time.

Ying Zong's face is hideous, and his moves have been out of order, but he is like a trapped beast fighting, and his moves are deadly.

Qin Yi and the others were all injured, and it became more and more difficult to contain Yingzong.

There are signs of getting out of trouble.

Zi Ling's heart was in a hurry, ignoring the severe pain in his shoulder, urging the Wangwu Sword to attack Ying.

Seeing another strong enemy attacking, Ying Zong roared and bullied Ziling.

Seeing that Ying Zong had broken free from the siege of Qin Yi and the others, Zi Ling was attacking him, and immediately raised his hand to block Ying Zong.

Unexpectedly, the shoulder was in severe pain, and his right hand could not be raised.

In the blink of an eye, Ying Zong actually strangled Zi Ling's neck with one hand.

Zi Ling instantly felt Ying Zong's fingers embedded in his flesh, tightening tighter and tighter. She had difficulty speaking, even, unable to breathe.

Zi Ling looked at Ying Zong's eyes, those gentle eyes that once made her heart move, but now they were full of indifference and madness, and the determination to put her to death.

"Yingzhong. Zi Ling called the familiar name with difficulty.

Ying Zong suddenly hesitated, and his gaze seemed to become wandering. At this time, Yingzong had fallen into chaos, neither knowing himself nor remembering Ziling. But when he saw Zi Ling, who was about to die in his hands, there was a pain in his heart. He looked at the woman quizzically, trying to recall the familiar voice. Grabbing Zi Ling's hand, he gradually let go.

Bingyang in the distance, seeing Ziling in distress, was already frightened. He held the Ke Li Sword like a mad man, and stabbed towards Ying Zong at great speed.

When Zi Ling saw Bing Yang stabbing at Ying Zong with his sword, he was anxious and shouted, "No! Don't kill him!"

Bingyang was stunned for a moment, and the Ke Li Sword that stabbed at Ying Zong turned around at the last moment. With only the hilt of the sword, he hit Ying Zong in the back.

Ying Zong was in pain, let go of the hand that was holding Zi Ling, and instead struck at Bingyang with one palm.

Bingyang is already on Ying's side, and this palm is unavoidable, and it is in the center of the mouth.

Bingyang spurted out a mouthful of blood, only to feel that his chest was empty, but he didn't feel pain. He looked down at his chest, and it was a huge bloody hole, bubbling cold.

Bing Yang soon felt the dim dizziness of the sky coming, and the dazzling and dazzling light of the fire around him actually dimmed.

At this moment, he felt a deep fear in his heart.

Not for yourself, but for the person who is about to part with the person in your heart.

Bingyang's eyes widened, trying to see Ziling clearly.

Bingyang found that Zi Ling couldn't really see it. It seemed that he only saw Zi Ling's frightened eyes and the figure rushing towards him.

Bingyang seemed to hear Zi Ling calling his name. He wanted to comfort her, telling her not to be afraid, and that he would dedicate his life to accompany her. However, Bingyang found that he couldn't speak.

Bingyang saw Zi Ling stretch out his hand to him. So he also wanted to hold her hand, but he couldn't even lift it.

Bingyang sighed, and could only smile at Zi Ling with all his might.

Immediately, Bingyang could no longer maintain his body and fell towards the depths of the earth's fire.