magic door player

Chapter 70 The cold wave is coming
The sky and the earth are as cold as the tide.

A ray of fire broke through the snowstorm and appeared in front of the cliff.

Behind the fire, more than a dozen monks followed closely behind in black mist.

The fire light circled in the air, suddenly nine points.

The nine flaming dragons hissed proudly, and rushed towards the chasing monk.

But between the heaven and the earth, the cold air is getting stronger and stronger, which greatly reduces the power of the nine flaming dragons.

Several cultivators passed by the flame dragon and rushed towards the flame without fear of death.

At this moment, a bright sword light flashed past, and it seemed to light up for a while in the radius.

next moment.

The dull thunder sound came rolling in.

The few monks who were chasing were cut in two by a single sword, and fell into the sky.

"Senior Sister Luo, who chased you so embarrassingly?"

A clear voice came.

I saw a gray-robed monk appearing in the snowstorm, looking at the flame curiously.

"You really didn't leave!"

When the flames dimmed, a graceful female cultivator appeared.

It was Luo Qingyuan.

"Senior Sister Luo, what's going on with these people?"

At some point, Ye Xue also appeared in front of her and asked.

Luo Qingyuan frowned, and briefly described her experiences these days.

One is that the secret realm is blocked, unable to sense the large formation from the outside world, making it difficult to return.

The second is that many monks were infected by demons, and they chased and killed monks who were not infected by demons. There was a vague feeling of immortality.

"The cold wave is approaching, and I was attacked by someone again and was seriously injured. In desperation, I can only escape here, and I pin my hopes on the two of you..."

Luo Qingyuan said it.

Ye Xue looked at the dozen or so monks who were fighting with the nine-headed flaming dragon in the distance.

There was a gleam in her beautiful eyes.

Around the dozen or so monks, hundreds of ice butterflies appeared!

These butterflies danced lightly, and as soon as they hit the monk, they froze a monk into ice, leaving him lifeless.

Seeing the power of this spell, the rest of the monks cast light to dodge one after another, and the black mist wandered in the air like a ghost, erratically.

"burst!"

Ye Xue spit out a word expressionlessly.

I saw hundreds of butterflies flapping their wings and bursting one after another.

The cold air dispersed, and ice layers appeared around more than a dozen monks, which were frozen into ice sculptures in the blink of an eye.

The vitality of these monks is passing rapidly in the ice sculpture.

Suddenly, a soft voice came to the ears of the three of them.

"It turns out that it is the inheritance of the Nine Serenity Demon Sect, and the Ten Directions Frozen Demon Dao...is really extraordinary!"

"If there is a destiny in the future, the poor monk will come to ask for advice."

Click!

Click!

Click!

More than a dozen ice sculptures shattered together, and the monks inside turned into dust.

"Is that voice the mastermind behind the scenes?"

Ye Xue looked at Fengxue in front of her eyes and said doubtfully.

Luo Qingyuan said: "That person is good at cultivating magic, and most people in the ice region have become his avatars."

"What a weird technique."

Ye Xue's eyes flickered, showing vigilance.

Luo Qingyuan said helplessly: "The most important thing right now is, how do we escape?"

……

Ninth Buddha Cave.

Hui Ding's figure leisurely emerged.

Without even looking at those Buddha statues, he went straight to the edge of the void river.

Behind him, figures appeared.

Tianhai Sect... Magic Talisman Sect... Zhenyang Sect... Hehuan Sect... Xuanji Island.

There are disciples from the five major forces!

It's just that at this moment, everyone has the same expression.

Everyone is like a puppet, maintaining the same expression as Huiding.

"Life is like a dream... I wonder how many people in the world still remember me, Huiding?"

He muttered to himself.

A cloud of black mist emerged behind him.

Hundreds of monks turned into light, flew into the black mist, and disappeared.

the end.

Hui Ding put away the black mist, sacrificed the Buddhist lamp, and slowly stepped into the void river.

Under the shroud of light, there is nothing to touch.

Hui Ding's figure disappeared into the endless void fragments and void turbulence.

……

In the entire Heaven's Absolute Ice Territory, there was a boundless chill, everything was silent, and the wind and snow stopped.

The frightening cold air spreads far and wide.

It seems that even the space is frozen!
On the ground, the thick snow layer was frozen into solid ice, shining with strange brilliance.

Under the ice, the dark brown land was frozen as hard as steel.

in the soil layer.

Lu Shaoyu, who was wearing a green shirt, sat cross-legged, his whole body was filled with a faint golden mist.

He hid under the soil with almost no life force, his breath completely subdued.

……

In a mountain depression.

Pang Zeyao chose a hiding place, and then carefully took out a fiery red leaf from the storage bag.

This leaf is extremely withered, with veins exposed in many places, it seems that a gust of wind can turn it into ashes.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the leaves.

next moment.

I saw red light flashing all over his body, and his figure gradually became transparent.

Then, it completely disappeared in place.

It's just that if you feel it carefully, it seems that you can always touch something with your spiritual sense.

It seems that Pang Zeyao is in the previous moment or the next moment.

Just not at this moment!

He actually escaped the cold wave with the help of a secret treasure of time attribute.

……

On the vast ice sheet.

An aura the size of a grain of rice fell on the ice like dust.

Frost spread, wrapped the aura, and froze it in place.

Inside, strands of black smoke flowed and circulated, firmly blocking the invasion of the cold.

Inside the smoke is a three-story jade building.

In the Jade Tower, a man and a woman are sitting face to face.

Shen Tuhao forcibly reduced his body size to about two meters with a secret method. Even so, Yuan Ziyi, who was originally slender and tall, still looked petite and exquisite.

Shen Tuhao looked at the tight and seductive beautiful body in his arms, and couldn't help but praise: "Junior Sister Yuan, your sect's Yin-Yang Cave Mystery Guizhen Art is really extraordinary."

Yuan Ziyi was practicing earnestly. Hearing this, he raised a pair of moist and moving pupils, pursed his soft and beautiful lips, and said with a sweet smile:

"The art of dual cultivation is that men and women are mutually serving as cauldrons, using essence, qi, and spirit as firewood, and mana as fire, to help Zhang Xiu."

"Senior Brother Shentu, if it wasn't for the oath, I would have absorbed all your magic power to the point where there isn't any left."

Shen Tuhao said with a smile: "I don't know how long you and I will be trapped, the future will be long..."

……

"The Nine Nether Demon Sect's legacy mansion was also invaded by the cold wave, so we couldn't stay for long."

In front of the cliff, the three of them flickered with aura, resisting the invasion of the boundless cold.

Even with the mana of Ye Xue, who is in the perfect realm of Taoism, he also felt the creepy consumption of mana.

Not to mention Luo Qingyuan, who was seriously injured, and Pang Yue, who was still at the fifth level of the Dao Foundation.

Pang Yue said in a deep voice: "I know a place, maybe there is a chance to leave!"

As he spoke, he described the Void River and Er Shu that he saw in the mysterious Buddhist cave.

Ye Xue's eyes brightened, and she said: "If it's true what fellow Taoist said, it's not like there's no chance to reversely anchor to the outside world and find a way out..."

"It's not too late, let's go there first!"

(End of this chapter)