The corners of Wu Lao's mouth were slightly raised, and he looked at Ye Qingtang with a smile on his face: "Actually, I forcibly broke through from the peak of the third and third heavens of Martial Daozhen to the True Lord of Yin and Yang, which caused my demons. Not much, but it's gratifying to see you grow so much in the last few days, Qingtang, you are the pride of Xuanlingzong..." At the end, Elder Wu shook his head: "I really miss you, Back then, when I was refining weapons with you in the Xuanling Sect..."
As Wu Lao's words fell, Wu Lao's whole body turned into a cloud of blood mist, which instantly poured into the icy sword in Ye Qingtang's hand.
"The Supreme Elder..."
Ye Qingtang frowned slightly. Elder Wu forcibly broke through the realm, causing damage to the veins in his body. The internal injuries were already serious, but now he was injured by the Frost Excalibur in the battle with her, and there was no cure for it.
"Boom!"
Before Ye Qingtang could think about it, the palace suddenly trembled.
"Ki Li Niang, the Ice Excalibur has deviated from its original position, and the third floor is about to collapse!" Little White Tiger said hastily.
Hearing the sound, Ye Qingtang grabbed the little white tiger and flew away from the palace.
In the distance, seeing Ye Qingtang appearing, Elder Xueyue hurried forward.
"Saint, what's the matter?"
Elder Xueyue looked Ye Qingtang up and down, and asked.
"Get out of here first."
Ye Qingtang didn't bother to talk nonsense with Elder Xueyue. Since she got the Frost Excalibur, the yuan wall would not be broken at that time. The most urgent thing is to leave the third floor first.
Soon, Elder Xueyue followed Ye Qingtang, stepped on the void stairs, and returned to the first floor.
The boundless ice field.
Today, less than one-third of the original warriors survived on the first floor.
"Ye Qingtang, you really are a huge variable."
Just arrived at the first floor, but saw a Buddha statue walking around, and a young man stood on the shoulder of the Buddha statue.
The man was dressed in white and had a good appearance. His eyes were impartial and focused on Ye Qingtang.
"Ning Luo?"
Ye Qingtang frowned slightly as she looked at the man standing on the Buddha statue.
What kind of identity is this Ning Luo, who is able to control the ominous creatures in Abi Purgatory...
That demonized Buddha statue was powerful and unfathomable, and its aura was even more terrifying than that of the Buddha statue in the bloody town.
"Ye Qingtang, maybe I was too kind back then..." Ning Luo looked at Ye Qingtang and shook his head: "This matter has nothing to do with you, but you want to intervene in it."
"Ning Luo, who are you and what do you want?" Ye Qingtang said calmly.
"How?" Ning Luo sneered: "Naturally, all the sinners on this continent will be killed."
"Who are you?" Ye Qingtang looked puzzled.
"It doesn't matter who I am." Ning Luo shook his head, as if he didn't want to answer Ye Qingtang's doubts.
According to what Elder Wu said, Ning Luo is not a descendant of followers, but why...
"Give me back the sword." Ning Luo did not answer Ye Qingtang's question, but looked at the Ice Excalibur in Ye Qingtang's hand.
"Oh." Ye Qingtang sneered: "This sword is mine, why should I give it to you?"
"Is this sword yours?" Ning Luo stared at Ye Qingtang, expressionless: "Why don't I know."
Before Ye Qingtang could continue to speak, the Ice Excalibur in her hand flew away in an instant and flew away.
When Ye Qingtang came back to her senses, Ning Luo had already grasped the Frost Excalibur.