Rebirth of the Alone Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 1068 The Drought Demon in the Seal
Beishan lake bottom.

The coffin is placed horizontally in it.

Fang Xiu landed at the bottom of the lake, his brows slightly wrinkled.

You must know that the bottom of Beishan Lake is the place with the heaviest chill in the entire Beishan Lake.

But now.

However, the chill subsided a lot, at least half of it when he first came to Beishan Lake.

And in this chill, there is a faint breath of violence.

In the breath, there is a fiery fire.

"It seems that Hanba is indeed not far from breaking the seal."

Fang Xiu thought to himself.

The Hanba is of the Fire genus, and the Xuanbing coffin exists to suppress this kind of ominous creature.

The source of the cold in Beishan Lake also comes from the Xuanbing coffin.

But now that the chill has weakened to this point, it means that the power of the Xuanbing coffin is rapidly declining.

On the contrary, the weakening of the Xuanbing coffin means that Hanba's resistance will become stronger and stronger.

Even if he was not completely close to the Xuanbing coffin, Fang Xiu could clearly feel the violent aura contained in the Hanba.

That kind of aura is by no means comparable to that of other immortals.

When he came to Xuanbing's coffin, the familiar green shirt came into Fang Xiu's eyes.

A pair of crimson eyes met his gaze.

Back then, it was these eyes that frightened Fang Xiu back.

But now when he met Shang Hanyan's eyes again, although Fang Xiu was serious, he didn't have any intention of retreating.

Looking at the Xuanbing coffin in front of him, and the Hanba inside the coffin.

Fang Xiu's face was calm, and he just looked at each other silently.

Neither of the two sides backed down, not even the slightest fluctuation in the eyes.

After half a sound.

Fang Xiu put his palm on the Xuanbing coffin, a bone-piercing chill rose from it, and a thin layer of frost spread upward from his palm.

boom!
The arm shook lightly, and the condensed frost shattered inch by inch.

When he looked at the Xuanbing coffin again, Fang Xiu also had a slightly solemn expression.

Something that can suppress the drought demon is definitely a rare treasure.

But just a slight touch almost froze his body, and the power of the Xuanbing coffin was still beyond his estimation.

Putting his palm in the Xuanbing coffin, Fang Xiu also had a new understanding of Hanba.

The violent aura hidden in the coffin burst out the moment his palm touched it.

"Extreme Dao...or beyond the Extreme Dao!"

Fang Xiu was secretly shocked, and immediately there was an irresistible surprise in his heart.

As an ancient evil, Hanba has a great reputation.

According to his estimation, Hanba is very likely to be comparable to the existence of the true immortal of the extreme path, and it is very likely that he is not weaker than the true immortal of the extreme path who has walked out of the second path.

But now when he was in close contact with the power of the Hanba, Fang Xiu found that he still underestimated the power of the Hanba.

There is a black ice coffin, and it has been sealed for at least thousands of years.

The aura emanating from the Hanba is still not weaker than that of the Jidao True Immortal.

This means that the Hanba in its heyday is definitely not just as simple as a true immortal, but also has a great possibility to be a powerhouse that surpasses a true immortal.

It is also -

Indestructible!

Originally, while leaving Zhengtian Sect, Fang Xiu's idea of ​​coming to Nanshan Mansion was indeed a plan to borrow the power of Hanba.

But now, he has a different idea in his heart.

Black gas lingered out of his arms, entangled little by little on the black ice coffin.

The dark vortex in his body seemed to break free from the shackles of his physical body, and the black gas from Fang Xiu's body overflowed, as if turning into a terrifying vortex, swallowing everything including the light.

Soon, the Xuanbing coffin was shrouded in it.

boom!
As if aware of the danger, there was a terrifying chill in the Xuanbing coffin, which erupted in an instant.

That was far beyond the chill at the bottom of Beishan Lake.

Even the space was covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost in an instant.

Not only that, the black mist covering the Xuanbing coffin seemed to be slowly condensing.

Under the impact of this terrifying chill, Fang Xiu's complexion also changed. The blood in his body was strongly impacted at this moment, as if he would turn into an ice sculpture in the next moment.

"It's so cold, this is the ultimate treasure to suppress the drought... Maybe it would be a little tricky in its heyday, but now, it can't cause any storms!"

Fang Xiu's eyes were slightly cold, and the boiling blood burst out, as thick as amalgam.

The chill that invaded the body was instantly dissipated in front of this mercury-like qi and blood.

Swah——

The dark vortex turned rapidly, and the vast devouring power pulled all the chill into it.

The power that erupted from the Xuanbing coffin was difficult to break free from this dark vortex.

As the dark vortex continued to devour, Fang Xiu could clearly feel that his strength was increasing step by step.

This speed of improvement was a speed he had never encountered before.

Even if he had devoured two star generals who were comparable to true immortals before, the increased cultivation power would not be as fast as the engulfment of Xuanbing's coffin.

In Beishan Lake, the pervasive chill ebbed at a terrifying speed.

Fu Hanxue, who was outside Beishan Lake, also noticed this strangeness immediately.

She has been in Beishan Lake for so many years, and she knows every move here. Coupled with the powerful spiritual perception of Zhenxian, how can she hide the strangeness of Beishan Lake.

"The chill has subsided...Has the drought been broken?" Fu Hanxue was puzzled, her eyes fixed on Beishan Lake.

I saw that through the eyes, I could only see endless black mist emerging, occupying the entire bottom of Beishan lake.

As soon as her sight touched the black mist, she had the illusion of being swallowed into it.

Immediately—

Fu Hanxue withdrew her gaze, secretly shocked in her heart: "What the hell is that black mist? Could it be the method of the leader?"

After all, there have been no problems in Beishan Lake for so many years. Fang Xiu had just entered it not long before such a strange phenomenon occurred. It is difficult not to connect the two.

According to the correct approach, she should now go to the bottom of Beishan Lake to see the situation.

But thinking of what Fang Xiu said before entering the bottom of the lake, Fu Hanxue had no choice but to hold back her inner movements and wait in place.

Fu Hanxue didn't know much about Fang Xiu.

Especially when the other party has been in seclusion for so many years, she can't see clearly how far the other party's cultivation has reached once he leaves the seclusion.

But one thing is certain.

Fang Xiu's strength before the retreat was not weaker than Wudang's head teacher, and he must have made some progress this time.

Just looking at the black mist that swallowed her eyes, Fu Hanxue could understand the horror in it.

at this time……

The black mist engulfed and dissolved the Xuanbing coffin bit by bit, and at the same time as the chill subsided, a tyrannical aura was waking up step by step.

Fang Xiu's face was calm, he still controlled the black mist, and kept devouring the black ice coffin.

However, he did not devour it with all his strength, but secretly accumulated a part of his strength, preparing for what would happen next.

(End of this chapter)