The holy stele in the center of the holy lake and the ancient altar on the top of the mountain have a wonderful connection, just like the relationship between the moon and the stars above the same sky.
Only standing on the top of Xichen Peak can you see the whole picture of the holy monument and see some clues.
Feng Feiyun used the technique of Xiaoyan to arrange the evolution, and wanted to know as much as possible about this holy monument before it was dark.
At the same time, in the ancient temple of Xichen, the battle is in full swing.
This ancient temple has not been guarded by monks for a long time, and was occupied by the disciples of Ziming Corpse Cave. At this moment, Su Xue had already cut off three disciples of the Xuanzi generation under the sword and lay at the feet of the Buddha statue.
The blood was crimson, all over the ground, and the Buddha statues were stained with red frost.
Su Xue's iron sword swept across the spot, and the sword qi severely injured several disciples in Ziming Corpse Cave.
"This chick has such a powerful sword technique, ice corpse, subdue her." A disciple of the Ziming corpse cave shouted, a purple light flashed from the palm of his hand, and a purple bell flew out.
When I heard the corpse bell, behind the Buddha statue, a cold coffin made of brass flew out. A huge rune was printed on the surface of the coffin. .
"boom!"
This brass-cast coffin flew out in parallel and slammed into Su Xue suddenly.
There was an evil corpse sound from the brass coffin, like laughing and crying.
"boom!"
A cold air rushed towards him, and the ancient brass coffin was even more powerful. Pressed down like a mountain, Su Xue's body was crushed and shattered by this force, and his body turned into a blood mist.
"Shh!"
The blood mist re-condensed and turned into a slender and attractive woman. With a backhand sword, a pitch-black sword wave was drawn, and the ancient brass coffin was split open. A burst of weeping gas escaped from the inside, which could be seen vaguely. A rotting corpse hand covered in ice crystals.
This is the hand of the ice corpse!
This ice corpse was dug out from the bottom of the thousand-year-old icy pool. It was sacrificed by the elders of the Ziming Corpse Cave for hundreds of years before it became a war corpse.
Only the disciples of the Ziming Corpse Cave were qualified to tame the corpse with the highest destiny as a corpse slave.
The disciples of the Dizi generation have a very high status in the Ziming Corpse Cave, and the number is very small, each of them is a genius.
In the ancient temple of Ximu, there are three corpse-hunting disciples of the terrestrial character, Qin Tian, Yao Jingyue, and Luo Hong. The three of them are all great geniuses in the Ziming Corpse Cave. They have been waiting here for two months. In order to wait for tonight to leave a name on the holy monument.
At this moment, the person who shot is Luo Hong, and the ice corpse is his corpse slave.
An ancient corpse with pale hair jumped out of the coffin. It was covered in ice crystals. Many parts of the body began to rot. The level was low temperature, and his body could not be preserved forever.
The ice corpse opened his mouth and screamed, his mouth was full of fangs, and a cold mist was swallowed from between his tongues.
"boom!"
The ice corpse slammed out, smashing Su Xue's sword qi to pieces, and slammed her right shoulder with a palm, smashing half of her body into blood mist.
"Shh, shh, shh..."
Su Xue's cold eyes were cold, and the iron sword became more than ten meters long and two meters wide. A sword slashed on the top of the ice corpse's head, cutting off a layer of the ice corpse's skull, and half of its head flew. out.
How hard the body of the ice corpse is, it is definitely stronger than the body of the monk with the most important destiny, but it was damaged by the cultivation of a god base, and I don't know how much resources it will take to repair the corpse.
"Ow!"
The ice corpse became manic, and the ice nails stretched out on the fingers, and with one hand, five cold swords broke through the air, and the other hand also stretched out the ice nails, and five cold swords.
For a while, the cold air shrouded, and the sword energy crossed.
A cultivator with the Great Perfection of the Divine Foundation was able to fight the ice corpse of the first level of Destiny for so long.
"She has practiced the blood pond body refining technique, and her body will not die. Using the soul-suppressing talisman, she may be able to seal her blood refining technique of rebirth." Xu Tao hid behind a pillar, wondering in his heart, this woman's Powerful, beyond his imagination.
"puff!"
As soon as his words fell, a sword qi flew out from Su Xue's sword edge, smashing his right arm, the flesh and blood turned into pus, and only a bone claw remained.
Xu Tao was stunned for a while, then let out a scream.
"It's really arrogant. If you don't suppress you today, what will be the face of my Ziming Corpse Cave?"
The nine corpse cave disciples of the Xuanzi generation cast a purple talisman at the same time, and the nine soul-suppressing talismans flew towards Su Xue in nine directions, but they were all torn apart by Su Xue's sword, and the nine swords were reversed. Xiang Fei came out and left nine blood holes on the nine disciples of the Xuanzi generation. Two of them were seriously injured and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground.
The disciple Qin Tian snorted coldly, waved his sleeve, and a large piece of purple brilliance flew out, and eighty soul-suppressing talismans flew out at the same time, most of which were pierced by Su Xue's sword, but there were still three Zhang Zhen. The soul talisman was glued to her back.
Su Xue's complexion changed, as if carrying three mountains on his back, a pair of slender and elastic legs, at this moment also lost flexibility, and the speed was suppressed.
"Hmph, stinky bitch, let me see where you are running away today." Qin Tian grinned, showing his yellow teeth.
"Haha! I heard that Feng Feiyun, the son of the demon, once tied Bai Ruxue, the first beauty in the fourth hall of the Forest Palace, to a tree, which is really enviable. The beauty of this little girl is not under those of the forest demon girls. Today, we will tie her to this Buddhist pillar, and fuck her one by one, until tonight when the Tiangou eats the moon, we must make her cry for her father and mother, scream and convulse." Yao Jingyue's voice was rough and he laughed loudly. With a sound, the beard all over his face radiated golden brilliance.
"You have to have that ability." Su Xue's eyes were cold and solemn, his body burst back, and he slashed at the gate of the ancient temple, trying to escape.
Her iron sword was unbreakable, but the gate of the ancient temple was like an iron mountain cliff, and a large purple wave attacked back in the opposite direction, and a wave of waves hit her, knocking her backwards.
"boom!"
The huge array on the top of the ancient temple revolved, and endless purple awns poured down, which has isolated the entire ancient temple of Xichen.
Stab it!
The claws of the ice corpse were like five swords, and they were cut on Su Xue's body. Although she quickly flashed by her, she still cut the black clothes on her chest, revealing a large piece of white and tender jade skin, and there was still a touch of light on the skin. The bloodstains of the corpse had penetrated into her blood.
There was another burst of lewd laughter in the ancient temple of Xichen. Seeing Su Xue's slender and attractive figure, they had the feeling of a group of wolves playing with sheep.
"No, no, this bitch is even more attractive than the most rude bitch in the corpse cave. I caught her today, and I have to fight her for three hundred rounds."
"Haha! Yao Jingyue, you can't do it. The son of the demon and Bai Ruxue fought for nine days and nine nights, and they became the nickname of the first macho in the Vientiane Tower. Your three hundred rounds are too few, too few."
"Humph! Even if the son of the demon is really holding the pillars of nine dragons, it is impossible for him to be the real imperial daughter for nine days and nine nights. Even if he could hold on, Bai Ruxue would have died long ago. There is too much boasting in this." Yao Jingyue was a little uncomfortable. Joyful way.
"I haven't touched a woman for half a year, so I can't help it."
Yao Jingyue couldn't help but take action. A flash of light flashed between his sleeves, and a black iron dazzling ground net flew out. This ground net was extremely tough. Used to capture the corpse evil of the second corpse transformation.
Swish!
Su Xue was fighting against the ice corpse, and several corpse cave disciples from the Xuanzi generation attacked. Yao Jingyue's ground net spilled out, and she was caught in the net immediately, and the corpse poison on the ground net was stained with white jade like jade. The skin became more and more numb, and a feeling of powerlessness hit my heart.
"Haha! The little beauty, she is really watery, and you will definitely want to die after a while." Yao Jingyue took the iron sword from Su Xue's hand directly, with a sinister smile on his dark face.
"Let's be happy today, and then leave a name on the holy monument. It's really a joy in life!" Luo Hong took back the ice corpse and grinned.
"Don't worry, everyone has a share." Tan Tian couldn't help but think of Su Xue's chest and squeezed it.
The corpse poison in Su Xue's body is getting stronger and stronger, and even his reason is a little fuzzy, and he shouted loudly: "Feng Feiyun..."
Tan Tian stretched out his hand halfway, but suddenly retracted it and said with a smile, "This bitch has already arrived at this time and is still calling the name of the son of the demon. Could it be that she looks cold and glamorous, but she is a hoof on the inside. I like it. Feng Feiyun's nine-dragon pillar."
A group of disciples from Ziming Corpse Cave gathered around, all laughing loudly.
"Although it's not the Nine Dragons Baozhu, but the nine people together are worth the Nine Dragons Baozhu, Xiaolang's hoof is not called Feng Feiyun, today, the big guy will give you a shuttle, and it will make you feel good. .Ha ha!"
It was noon, and a faint sunlight shone through the snowy sky, making the holy monument crystal clear, like a full moon jade plate, floating in the middle of the water.
Feng Feiyun was arranging on the edge of the cliff, devoted himself to the research of the holy monument, and finally had some eyebrows and a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Feng Feiyun's spiritual sense suddenly jumped slightly and turned his head to look, "Hey! Where's Su Xue?"
I saw that the corpses on the snow were all smashed by sword energy, and the shots were very ruthless. At first glance, it was Su Xue's sword art.
"This girl is really worrying. How can you be the enemy of the corpse in Northern Xinjiang?"
Feng Feiyun couldn't rest assured, he chased it all the way, and rushed outside the ancient temple of Xichen. When he looked up, he saw a huge circle above the ancient temple revolving, blocking the space.
At this moment, a voice came from inside, "Don't call Xiaolang's hoof Feng Feiyun. Today, if the big guys give you a shuttle, it will also make you feel good. Haha!"
"Tie it up, tie it up, this girl is so strong, she has to tie her hands and feet together."
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Hearing this, Feng Feiyun's heart sank immediately, Ziming Corpse Cave was just looking for death, using his hand to turn a knife, he slashed out with one knife, and a long white dragon flew out, killing the huge one above the ancient temple of Xichen. The formation plate was split in half, making a loud noise.