Ding Ning looked at the icicles ahead.
The ice shell on the surface of the lake is unknown how many feet deep, but following the previous fierce battle, the frozen lake surface has cracked into countless pieces, and as the heat from the hot lake below continues to flow out, some cracks have begun to grow bigger and bigger.
Especially this icicle was originally formed by the upward stimulation of the sword intent. At this time, while the tiny cracks on it continuously leaked white mist, the thin and powerful sword intent became more and more obvious.
Ding Ning laughed with emotion.
He felt a strong desire to break out of the sword's shell.
This sword has been sealed for too long, a famous sword is like a beauty, how can such a peerless sword be willing to be frozen in this lake forever, preventing the world from seeing its beauty.
Originally, this sword did not want to be trapped here forever, but only formed the Sword Cleansing Pool for a sect.
It was originally the most powerful sword, how could it be able to look up to those ordinary swords, how could it be willing to serve those ordinary swords
This sword has been fighting, that's why such an icicle has formed on this piece of ice.
"Why do you know so many things back then?"
At this moment, a shrill sound like the howling of a wild animal suddenly sounded from behind.
Ding Ning didn't look back, but said calmly and clearly: "The problem is not how I know, but those are the facts. The problem is that you are still alive, and with your current ability, as long as you want to investigate, you will naturally know Those are the facts. I leave my life to you now, just to give you a choice, are you willing to believe lies and live, or live with a different kind of person."
Bai Qi howled crazily from behind.
No one could understand what he was howling at this time.
However, Ding Ning could empathize with his feelings at this time.
Just like back then.
"You should also be thankful that you still have the chance to choose again." He said this in his heart.
Then he stretched out his hand and landed on the cracked icicle in front of him.
rattling rattling…
It was just a faint breath that landed on the icicle, but it instantly caused the icicle to make countless shattering sounds.
The old monk's dim and cloudy pupils suddenly brightened.
The countless piercing cracking sounds pierced all the way to the bottom of the lake, and then the sword that was imprisoned in some way at the bottom of the lake suddenly shook. The vibration and struggle of the sword made a sound like a giant beast's angry and screaming sound immediately below the lake. Frenzied roar.
Countless streaks of light appeared on the frozen lake.
The surface of the lake, which has an unknown number of miles around, is like being cut into countless irregular pieces by the sword light. The original heat from the bottom of the lake is just swelled up, thin and faint. However, at this time, the white hot air is like a fountain, rushing out from the bottom of the lake with a kind of pleasure like walls.
The water vapor condenses rapidly at high altitude, freezes, and turns into countless tiny ice crystals, hitting the surface of the lake with crackling noises.
Ding Ning's face was still calm, but with a strange look on it.
He sensed the position of the sword, but at the same time, he also felt countless powerful forces, like a giant rope that trapped a dragon, firmly locking the sword.
These giant cables are the power left by the strong man of the Lingxu Sword Sect in the past, the natal vitality produced by the combination of him and the long-term practitioner of this sword, and the power of the magic circle he arranged.
This kind of power is extremely powerful, even surpassing the seventh realm.
However, at this moment, Ding Ning just maintained the posture of reaching out.
The entire icicle has been completely shattered, and as the hot air from the bottom of the lake gushes up like a fountain, the shattered ice flakes immediately flew up like flowers.
A slice of ice sliced across Ding Ning's palm.
Ding Ning didn't resist, and let the piece of ice cut the skin of his palm.
No blood flowed out, but there were several pale streams, like countless small silkworms piled up, dripping on the ice in front of his body.
Countless rustling sounds sounded.
These small silkworms arrived at the place where the sword was chained at the bottom of the lake at an unimaginable speed, and then gathered on one of the giant cables that bound the sword, and then, like eating a mulberry leaf, they snapped the giant cable Bite off!
It just cut off one of the many strands of power, but Ding Ning just said softly, "Now it's up to you."
As he made a sound as if talking to the sword, a sword intent flowed from his fingertips, and landed on the sword along the passage of these little silkworms.
This is an extremely simple soaring sword pose.
It is the simplest sword intent in Yushi Feijian, just to make the sword fly upwards.
However, this simple sword intent fell on this sword, and this sword was completely alive.
All the other giant cables at the bottom of the lake completely collapsed at this moment.
There was a loud bang, and on the frozen lake, many huge blocks of ice that looked like houses flew up, as if there were many huge octopuses whipping up in pain at the bottom of the lake.
The sword flew upwards.
An incomparably powerful sword intent was then released, terrifying all the legendary beasts in the distant glaciers and ice fields.
A circular abyss appeared in front of Ding Ning, and then it was like a sunrise.
Countless bright rays of light surpassed the speed of the gushing heat, rising from the abyss like a scorching sun.
This extremely powerful sword intent moves upwards very slowly, as if someone is slowly drawing a sword upwards, but the first thing that appears in the bright light is not the hilt, but the tip of the sword.
Changsun Qianxue narrowed her eyes.
It wasn't because the sword light was too glaring, but because the Nine Nether Hades sword in the depths of her body's sea of qi was constantly vibrating, and she felt great oppression.
A long time ago, the judgment of Wang Jingmeng and the people of Bashan Sword Field was not wrong.
The legendary great punishment sword of Lingxu Sword Gate is indeed the most astonishing sword in the world, and it is a peerless sword that can even suppress the Nine Nether Hades Sword with breath.
It's just that the style of this sword is very strange.
The blade of this sword is wider and thicker than ordinary swords, and the length also appears to be slightly shorter than ordinary swords.
The color of this sword is only a color between ordinary blue and iron gray, and there are no clear runes. The sword body only has a natural pattern of folded flowers left during forging and smelting.
This sword is in the dazzling light, but it is extremely simple.
It is so simple that it is even like a thick iron ruler that has not been finished thoroughly, and a sword tire that has not been finished.
Ding Ning laughed with emotion.
This is the sword he has been waiting for for a long time, and can even be described as a lifetime.
He didn't make any unnecessary movements, but completely let go of his mind and emotions at this time without reservation, and let the sword perceive it.
All sounds from the bottom of the lake disappeared.
The huge ice that was shaken up by a powerful force is falling one after another, and there are shocking crashes everywhere.
It's just that the world of these four people on the lake seems to have completely quieted down at this moment.
Very naturally, the sword that broke free from the bottom of the lake fell into Ding Ning's hands.
Ding Ning held the hilt of the sword.
The old monk paused for breath, looking at such a scene in disbelief.
Only a practitioner of his level can clearly perceive how difficult it is to break free from the shackles of the strong man of the Lingxu Sword Sect, and at the same time cut off the life energy left by the strong man. do it in time.
"The sword is a friend and a confidant." Ding Ning knew his confusion, turned around slowly, looked at him, and said, "Only by giving him life, treating him as life, and following his wishes, can we truly get the sword." The greatest power, the meaning of the sword, means that the meaning of the sword and the practitioner's own intention fall to the same place, in order to exert the strongest power."