Not a drop of rain has fallen on Qifeng Lake.
Thousands of hectares of lake water have been covered with thick ice, and the water vapor floating in the air has condensed and turned into scattered snow and hail.
The masked Jianyu Tianzong woman stood on the lake with her sword supporting her body. There was blood dripping from the lower edge of the mask.
She raised her head.
In mid-air, the blood shadow of the demon fox surrounded the old man, while the witch master also held the burning ancient scroll and supported it painfully.
The woman wiped away the blood on her chin with the back of her hand. As she exhaled gently, the ice surface suddenly cracked under her feet. She rose up from the ground and turned into a sword energy, slashing towards the blood shadow.
Ding-
The woman clearly struck the empty space with her sword, but as if it touched the real thing, it made the sound of metal and stone.
The old fox's soft cry was heard in the air.
The eighty-one figures that it had transformed into returned to one place. It flicked its tail violently, shaking away the sword that struck its back. At the same time, the surrounding wind and snow poured towards its location, with The speed visible to the naked eye fills the gap that was cut in the vest just now.
Although the sword was shaken away, she used two fingers of her other hand to strike out another stream of sword energy. The sword energy was like a disk, hitting the old fox's body at an extremely fast speed, and then suddenly exploded, turning into He made countless dazzling arc-shaped sword energy, cutting his huge body together.
"Nowadays, swordsmanship in this world is getting more and more fancy, but the divine will on the sword is really in decline compared to five hundred years ago." The old fox sneered, his eyes suddenly darkened, and his body that should have been illusory suddenly became as solid as a rock. , unexpectedly flicked away those sword energy: "I don't know where you are from, you are wasting a good talent."
As he spoke, there was a strong wind and snow, and the woman's horizontal sword blocked the backfired demonic power from left to right, and her figure flew back a few steps.
She looked at the huge figure at the end and said coldly: "I am still a young person and have nothing to do with the sect."
The old fox shook his head gently, "The level of the sword's divine will does not depend on the level of cultivation. Five hundred years ago, when Sword Saint Qiu Zizhuan was still a child, a mountain ghost robbed his village. He slashed out a sword while half asleep, and those mountains The ghosts bowed their heads and retreated, but he had not yet practiced cultivation at that time."
The woman frowned slightly. Maybe five hundred years was too long ago. She had never heard of the sword master named Qiu Ziguan in history, and she didn't believe in the so-called non-practitioners who could ward off ghosts and gods with one sword.
The old fox glanced at her and said: "I thought you had a good idea, and I wanted to give you a few words. It seems that you are also an ignorant fool. If you can get out of this ice lake with your sword today, I will think about it again. Let you live."
"Don't mess with my mind." The woman shook her head gently to get rid of distracting thoughts.
Although this old fox has a tall appearance and a profound Taoism, he is now just a remnant soul, and his cultivation level is no higher than his own.
What she was thinking about was naturally not how to escape from the lake, but how to win.
In the wind and snow, the woman retreated slightly, and there was a long cry from the sword and clothes. The sword fell together, as fast as lightning, and a white rainbow hit the old fox's body in the sky.
Behind the old fox, the witch master who had fallen onto the ice briefly adjusted his breath.
He was haunted by demonic thoughts just now. If it hadn't been for the woman's sword energy to break the siege, he might have died at this moment.
A cold thought came from the depths of his mind, and he no longer had anything to hide, shouting: "Hold him for half a moment for me!"
As he spoke, he once again unfolded the ancient scroll that was one with his mind, and silently recited an ancient mantra in his mouth. A faint ancient aura overflowed from his body. The surrounding wind and snow dissipated, and the ancient scroll in his hand was windless. While moving, with the sound of flipping through the book, the words floated out one after another, disassembling and constructing in mid-air.
The woman understood the idea and threw out the long sword directly, using her spirit to control the sword to entangle the dharma body. At the same time, she clasped her hands together, and the spiritual energy in the sea of spirits spurted away, like white dragons that were swallowing the wind and spitting snow and crashing towards the old fox. .
"Sword lock?" The old fox's expression was slightly different. He lowered his body, trying to avoid the trajectory of the white dragon.
This was the first time in this battle that he had voluntarily given in.
The position where he fell was where the witch master spread out his scroll and cast spells.
The woman's expression is cold, three rainbows meet, and the sword lock is about to be formed. How can I allow you to escape easily
The wind and snow all over the sky were like sword energy, and the sword energy was tangled into locks. The locks were connected end to end, blocking the old fox's way.
She screamed and disappeared on the spot. The snow-like sword broke through the ice and snow, and followed her away.
"Heaven and earth are locked together with sword energy as a chain, it's a good idea." A flash of surprise flashed through the old fox's narrow eyes, followed by contempt. "If the physical body is still there, this may trap me for a while, but at this time..."
Before he finished speaking, the woman and the sword had collided together. The figure of the old fox was like a ball of fire. At this moment, the sword wind tore through it and it was torn into pieces in an instant. The three sword rainbows were heading towards the old fox, but at that moment, the old fox was still alive. The split body suddenly turned into countless stars like exploding fireworks.
The flames no longer looked like fire, but like running water.
How can we stop the water flowing eastward if we lock it across the river
The spirit of the old fox bypassed the gaps in the sword energy chains, re-condensed into shape, and rushed towards the witch master.
But the witch master also lied before.
He didn't need a moment. The moment the old fox soul passed through the sword lock, he had already completed the ritual.
The old man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and he spoke plausibly:
"Da Ming Tower, Hong Mansion, Zhenshan Residence, You Pavilion."
Lines of light and shadow, both virtual and real, condensed around the old man's body. It was the appearance of the tall buildings and deep mansions he mentioned.
These buildings all came from the Imperial City of Zhao State and were reproduced in this ancient scroll.
At this moment, the spirit hidden deep in the ancient scroll text was drawn out, and even the rotten wood shone brightly.
The tall buildings are like swords and the mansions are like mountains.
The figure of the old fox fell into it and was shaken to pieces again, scurrying around in the formation like a firefly.
The old man held the scroll high, like a pilgrim, and kept chanting names one after another, hoping to take advantage of the victory and pursue him to kill him.
The old fox was in the form of a soul at the moment, and the images in these books were insubstantial, which just happened to overwhelm him.
At this moment, the woman's sword was also chasing after him.
In the illusory city tower, human figures, fox shadows, firelight and snow shadows were all like projectiles shooting out, colliding, staggering and then colliding again.
The ice below was torn apart by spiritual energy, and half of the lake began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This means that the old fox's spiritual power is also decreasing rapidly.
And the Witch Master is now old, and his body can hardly support the consumption of this ancient scroll.
He and the old fox were both waiting for the other to be exhausted first.
At this moment, the old man was stepping on a piece of ice floe. He covered his chest, coughed violently, and then hissed:
"East Palace, Changxiang Hall, Star Picking Pavilion..."
On the Qifeng Lake, those shadows are floating like mirages, but they are like a vast sea, and the century-old city is here in miniature.
"Jiazi Hall, Jiulingtai, Qianyu..."
The old man's words trembled, but the word palace failed to come out and turned into a long sigh.
Qianyu Palace has been destroyed and no longer exists.
After all, the Taoist aspect of this majestic city was missing the last mark.
The sound of turning the pages of books sounded like sighs.
Because of this shortcoming, this ancient city is no longer complete after all.
In the Taoist image of the imperial city, the old fox suddenly stopped, and those fireflies like firelights returned to his body. In this ancient city, even his huge dharma image seemed a bit small.
"Is that all?" The old fox asked softly, speaking human words.
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman's sword was also chasing after her, and a sharp stab sounded. The old fox actually stretched out his hand and grabbed the stabbing blade.
It was a pair of human-shaped hands, with ten fingers holding the sword up and down, holding it firmly, and the sword energy emitted from the sword's edge also mashed his hands.
The woman's expression changed slightly. The old fox chose to take this sword forcefully, which was a great opportunity for her to completely injure him. However, for some reason, an ominous premonition suddenly made the sword's heart sound alarmed.
The witch master also had this strange feeling in his heart.
But he had no time to care about anything else. The book had reached the last page, the formation had moved, and the imperial city between nothingness and reality was pressing towards the old fox.
That is truly one city as a lock.
No matter how fast the water flows, you can only go around it. What's more, if you are in it now and the city gate is not open, how can you get out
But at the moment that should have decided the outcome, the woman suddenly turned into a sword rainbow and fled away at extremely fast speed.
The Witch Master felt weird, and then the ominous feeling in his heart was fulfilled in the next moment.
A little light shone in his turbid and old eyes, and then the light spread rapidly and turned into a ball of fire. The fire was not real, but it was ferocious and spread to the entire city.
There was a sea of fire hanging high in the sky, and the old fox stood in the middle of it, and his figure suddenly rose hundreds of feet taller.
"How is that possible!" The witch master and the woman in white exclaimed at the same time.
Previously, the old fox had frozen the lake water into ice using the Sinnoh Taoist method. They all thought that the old fox's flame body was just a deception, and that his practice should basically be a type of magic such as Xuanhan.
And when the woman in white touched his flame, she really didn't feel the temperature.
At this moment, the sea of fire hung high in the sky, and they all felt the heat burning their hearts and souls.
The imperial city can shut down the water, but it cannot stop the raging waves of fire. It seems that it will only end when everything is burned up.
The ancient scroll in the Witch Master's hand was pulled, and its edges began to curl up, with traces of flames burning.
"Ice and fire are in one body, how is this possible?" the woman murmured to herself. If it weren't for the mask, you could see her almost panicked shock.
The old fox strolled in the sea of fire, destroying the tall buildings and courtyards into ashes with every move. He glanced at the woman in white and sneered: "You are already halfway through the Purple Court, how can you still have such a shallow vision? This Nanzhou is indeed When I was too young, I thought that living in the Immortal Mountain and shutting myself up to hide from the world was a pure cultivation. Oh, it would not be unfair if you were buried here today."
The woman in white tried her best to stabilize the swaying sword heart. The long sword hovered beside her side, buzzing and trembling, as if it was uneven.
The old fox seemed to have been suppressed under the city for too long, and now he was finally born. After a hearty battle, he was willing to say a few more words. He recalled: "More than five hundred years ago, I entered the heart of the earth's fire veins, and my hair was burned off. My whole body is covered with bruises, do you know what I saw deep in the heart of the earth?"
The old fox asked and answered himself: "I saw a sea of ice. The ice sea was only separated from the flowing magma by a thin layer of viscous rock. After that, I bathed in the magma when it was cold, and bathed in the magma when it was hot. After decades of meditation in the ice sea, I finally realized the law of balance of all things. That day I broke through the Purple Garden and entered the Five Realms, and even had a vague glimpse of the three realms above it. Unfortunately, my greed for seeking the Tao at that time almost broke my path. It’s not an easy journey, but fortunately…”
The old fox said, with a look of nostalgia on his face, and he sighed quietly:
"Fortunately, I met a saint at that time..."
"Saint?" Even if life and death were at stake, the woman in white couldn't help but question.
The old fox's voice was slow, as if he was carrying the weight of five hundred years: "The saint preached to me, analyzed the laws of heaven and earth with me, and helped me understand the true injustice and peace in the world. At that time, he said something to me... After that , I no longer think about those three realms, and fortunately, I have been able to survive the catastrophe five hundred years ago."
This is what the old fox really thinks. He often talks to himself in the depths of the underground palace. But now that he is out of the palace, no matter who is listening, no matter what the situation is at the moment, he still wants to say it, just because he doesn't feel unhappy. .
"Saint... was there a saint five hundred years ago?" The woman in white knew that this was a critical moment of life and death, but she still couldn't help but ask.
The old fox was not in a hurry to take action and said patiently: "That is a true saint, a saint who wants to break the stubbornness and lead the world to great freedom. It's just the laws of heaven and earth. It's a pity..."
Sighs echoed throughout the imperial city.
Flames swallow the sky.
The mirage-like imperial city was finally burned to the ground.
The fire gradually dissipated on its own after it had no roots.
The scorched earth all over the city turned into ashes and fell.
The woman in white wanted to draw her sword, but she only felt that the sword's heart was wavering, and she was actually afraid.
The Witch Lord had fallen on the ice floe. He looked at the empty sky above, unable to believe that the magnificent and unparalleled atmosphere had disappeared in an instant, and the spiritual energy of the ancient scroll in his hand had mostly dissipated and had become silent.
The old fox covered in fireworks fell in front of him.
"The city is ruined, the family and the country are gone, and the quest for immortality is in vain."
The witch master murmured to himself, bursting into tears, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind - it would be great if the empress was here.
He didn't know if the empress would still be alive after that day. If she was dead, why was her body missing? If she was alive, where was she now
The old fox's figure passed by his side with flowing fire.
The fireworks are like swords, piercing the heart.
That cold soul glowed with the warmth of a real flame.
But the witch master only felt that his body was extremely cold, so the old man, who was almost as old as Zhao Guo, died with that thought in mind.
"That little girl told me that ruining Zhao's national games would have a huge backlash. I thought that killing you would cause serious damage to me, but I never thought that your heart was no longer in this country."
The old fox grabbed the ancient scroll that was about to fall and swallowed it in one gulp.
In the underground palace, in the dark furnace, the body of the soul suddenly opened its eyes.
An iron chain shattered in response.
The spirit of the old fox penetrated into the body of the witch master.
The old man's body stood up like a zombie. He turned his head and looked at the woman in white with a solemn expression in mid-air.
After their eyes met, the woman didn't hesitate at all and walked away with her sword.
"It's quite smart." The witch master who was possessed by the old fox loosened his muscles and bones, and the soul was swept out from the underground palace and merged into his body. He grinned: "It's a pity it's too late."