At that time, when Jiang Yuebai and Zhu Jiuyou were confronting each other, Xie Jingshan pulled Xie Tianbao, and the two rushed to the top of the snow mountain of Xuantian Sword Sect and found the sword hut where the Sword Saint was.
This place is protected by a large formation and is far away from the main battlefield, so it was not affected.
The Sword Master likes quietness and enjoying the snow. In addition to providing protection, the formation also ensures that the scenery outside the Sword Hut remains the same, with a scene of thousands of miles of ice and tens of thousands of miles of snow.
When Xie Jingshan found the Sword Master, he was standing outside the thatched cottage, looking at the world covered in silver, stroking his beard and admiring the snow. He looked like a sword inserted into the top of a snowy mountain, emitting a terrifying aura.
Hearing the noise, the Sword Master turned around and saw Xie Jingshan. He suddenly remembered that this was the kid who came to visit him a few years ago. He was a promising swordsman. He originally wanted to teach him a trick or two, but he never came again.
"It's you, kid." The Sword Saint looked kind and looked at Xie Tianbao behind Xie Jingshan, "This is..."
Xie Jingshan rushed to the Sword Saint and said, "It doesn't matter who it is."
Xie Tianbao: … …
"Master Sword Saint, do you still remember that you said a few years ago that you wanted to show me your famous trick? Why not today?"
Xie Jingshan spoke very quickly. The Sword Master was stunned for a moment, but he was still happy to show it to Xie Jingshan.
During the time before the old man was always stuck, Xie Jingshan went up the mountain every day to talk to him. The Sword Saint liked Xie Jingshan more than the other child who was always serious.
The Sword Master turned around and faced the northwest. A mountain range separated the territories of the human race and the witch race. Behind the mountain range was endless yellow sand with no human habitation. When the Sword Master practiced sword skills, he would face in that direction to avoid accidental injuries.
But he didn't know that at this moment there was a candle dragon lurking there, and two people were fighting fiercely.
"I only use one sword. How much you can learn depends on your understanding!"
Xie Jingshan was tense all over, and Xie Tianbao looked confused. He had no idea what Xie Jingshan was doing from beginning to end. Since he, the grandfather, was not important, why did he have to drag him here
The Sword Master stood with his hands behind his back, with sword energy and thunderous sounds all around him, making the sky and the earth pale in comparison. The wind and snow suddenly became fierce, as if thousands of swords were fired at the same time.
It was exactly the same as the previous dozen times, without any difference.
"The eight wastelands return to their origin, and ten thousand swords return to their ancestor!"
The sword master swung his arm and tried to chop with all his might, but as expected, something unexpected happened and he got stuck again.
Xie Tianbao was originally full of excitement and anticipation, but when he saw this scene, he stretched his neck and looked confused.
"What's going on?"
Is the charging phase before the ultimate move is too long
Xie Jingshan was in a hurry, "Grandfather, please help!"
Xie Jingshan walked behind the stuck Sword Saint and waved his hand. Three small hills appeared around him. They were all top-grade spirit stones, elixirs, and rare spirit minerals containing sword energy, which were suitable for sword disciples to practice.
The sword spirit broke away from Xie Jingshan's body, grew larger, and spewed fire at the hill, burning everything into pure spiritual energy.
Xie Jingshan absorbed the spiritual energy crazily, pressed his palm on the sword master's vest, transformed the spiritual energy into sword energy, and transferred it all into the sword master's body.
"What are you doing?" Xie Tianbao couldn't understand anything from beginning to end.
Xie Jingshan explained anxiously, "I don't know either, but Jiang Yuebai said that the Sword Saint can't attack because he doesn't have enough strength. Just like the Four Evils, they have never appeared before, but this time they are huge and very ferocious. It's because someone is constantly providing them with power."
"She said that the Sword Saint must be the same. As long as the strength is enough, he can definitely strike with this sword. Jiang Yuebai also said that she will lead the Zhulong of the Wu Clan to the foot of this mountain. Whether our human race can turn defeat into victory depends on the Sword Saint's sword!"
"Wait a minute, I'm a little confused." Xie Tianbao felt that it was a bit exaggerated. With just the two of them in the early stage of Spiritual Transformation, providing power to a Sword Saint who was far more powerful than a Mahayana, wasn't this nonsense
"Grandfather! Everything depends on human efforts! How can we know that it won't work if we don't try?" Xie Jingshan shouted loudly.
The speed of the evil spirit was very fast. It had already burned one hill and started to burn the second one, but the Sword Saint still had no reaction. To the Sword Saint, this little thing was just a drop in the ocean.
Thinking of the battle situation, Xie Tianbao wiped his face, "Okay, okay, okay, I'll spend my money to accompany you this time! But even grandfather and grandson have to settle accounts clearly. I'll pay for half of the consumption, and you have to pay me the other half, and the interest will be..."
"Okay, okay, I'll give you all the Mingshan Tower in my Qinglong Realm. Hurry up!"
Xie Jingshan knew that it would be a good idea to take his grandfather with him.
The grandfather and grandson worked together and gave everything they had to inject strength into the Sword Master.
*
At the same time, in an ice palace in the Ice Demon Territory.
Lu Nanzhi looked anxious, looking at the human-looking woman in front of him, but with a pair of ice-blue eyes and a cold temperament.
"Senior, since the previous alliances between the demons and witches, or the demons acting alone, did not produce good results, why can't we try another way? You also said that sticking to the old ways will hinder the development of the demons, so why can't you let me give it a try and form an alliance with the human race to fight against the witches?"
Luo sat cross-legged on a throne covered with ice spikes like a human monk. There was an ice mirror above the hall, and in the mirror was the situation on the battlefield from the perspective of the four evil spirits.
The human cultivators didn't even have their weapons, and had to rely entirely on their own abilities to hold on. The four beasts blocked all their escape routes, and they couldn't even escape.
The Ice Demon Saint Zu Luo has been controlling the four evil spirits from behind.
Luo snorted coldly, "The human race has always been very self-righteous, considering itself the king of all spirits, and looking down on other races. The human race and the demon race have a deep hatred for each other, and I am not naive enough to let the human race and the demon race cooperate."
Lu Nanzhi clenched his fists. Luo was right. It was impossible for the human race to accept the demons easily, whether in the Great Wilderness or in the upper realm.
Luo raised his dark blue eyes and glanced at Lu Nanzhi, "Unless the three tribes of humans, demons, and witches are willing to serve my demon tribe as king and imitate the dynasty and feudal system of the human world, there will be true peace in the world!"
Lu Nanzhi frowned and didn't dare to agree. Even in the feudal system of the mortal world, there were times when the major princes rose up in rebellion and fought for the throne.
But she would also think, if the king is powerful and the princes are law-abiding, perhaps this really is a way to resolve the conflicts among the races.
During this period, she followed Luo, who not only taught her many skills, but also taught her many methods of commanding the army and governing the world. Even Lu Nanzhi herself did not realize that her understanding of the demon clan and the general situation of various clans was changing little by little.
At the same time, she was also amazed at Luo's vision and strategy, which were in no way inferior to those of the human race.
Lu Nanzhi once asked Luo who taught her all these things. Whenever she mentioned this, Luo would frown and shake her head with a sad look, saying that it was someone very important to her, but she couldn't remember who that person was at all.
Lu Nanzhi shook her head slightly and pulled herself back to her senses. Now was not the time to consider who would be the king of the world. The situation on the battlefield was critical, and she had to let Luo stop controlling the four villains.
Without the four evil beasts wreaking havoc, the human race might still have a chance to defeat the witch race, because Xiaobai is there, she will definitely not let everyone's sacrifice be in vain, and she will definitely make the human race win.
Lu Nanzhi secretly clenched the hilt of the sword. If she couldn't persuade him, then she could only fight him. Even if she couldn't win, at least she could interfere with Luo's control of the four villains and buy a glimmer of hope on the battlefield ahead.
At this time, Luo's gaze passed over Lu Nanzhi's shoulder and looked outside the Ice Palace.
A black mist quickly rushed in from outside, gathered under the platform where the throne was, and gradually turned into a human-shaped phantom.
When Lu Nanzhi saw the man's appearance clearly, his pupils shocked.
Shen Mingjing!
He seemed to be seriously injured, his body was just a phantom and his breath was very weak. Lu Nanzhi was about to take the opportunity to kill him first, but a chill enveloped her, making her feel as if she was frozen and unable to move.
It was Luo who summoned Shen Mingjing here!
When Shen Mingjing saw the Ice Demon Saint, he was excited and bowed immediately.
"Jing, meet the Holy Ancestor!"
Luo nodded slightly, "Get up, why have you been lingering outside the palace?"
Shen Mingjing stood up straight, glanced at Lu Nanzhi, and said after a moment of deliberation, "Jing begs the Holy Ancestor to turn sides in battle and avenge the witch clan's betrayal of the demon clan! Together with the human and demon clans, destroy the Heavenly Witch first!"
(End of this chapter)