"Bone Demon...is gone?"

Xu Yi was stunned by this fierce operation: "This, this is too--"

In fact, what I have to say is that Ningning’s strategy cannot be considered high-end, elegant and high-end, or even too concise and clear.

Who would have thought that the evil demon with the cultivation of the Nascent Soul would be defeated on the ice?

But she not only could think of this method, but she also did it meticulously and step by step. It was the simplest, but also the most useful.

It is worthy of being the one who once played Niguang Island, but it is still as unpredictable as ever.

Xu Yi took a cold breath and secretly glad that he was not standing opposite her.

"The cliff below is so deep that it just slid down like this, probably gone."

Ning Ning was super strong but was too cautious. Even though the Bone Demon was likely to return to the west after falling freely, he still stared at the end of the river, as if he was not relieved: "I'll go to the cliff to take a look."

Xu Yi nodded blankly.

Seeing Ningning go further and further away, he was stunned when he suddenly heard the rustling sound of clothes rubbing beside him. Looking in the sound, he realized that the young man on He Zhizhou's back had opened his eyes at some point.

Four eyes are opposite.

The man's face gradually became ferocious, his facial features were twisted into twists and three hoarse words were squeezed out from the depths of his throat: "Xu——————”

Xu Yi was so scared that she trembled: "Senior Brother Zhou, please spare me!"

"Good! Zhou Zhao finally woke up!"

Outside the Xuan Mirror, not far from the Xuanxu Sword Sect's station, an elder of Wanjian Sect slapped his thigh with force, and seemed to have some point in his words.

"This child has been very cautious and tough, and is about to break through the Golden Pill Stage. His strength is extraordinary. What is fiddling with cleverness? It's time for some people to see what a real sword cultivator is!"

Tian Xianzi knocked on the melon seeds and laughed dryly: "Brother Zhu Guan woke up. He used that pipe with Xu Yi. It shouldn't be suffocated, right?"

The elder of Wanjian Sect, who confronted him, had long been accustomed to the secret competition between the two major sects. He snorted in a low voice: "It's useless to be able to talk. Elder Tianxianzi might as well open his eyes--"

When he said this, he suddenly looked shaky and shut up. Before Tian Xianzi could glar, his own eyes almost squeezed out of his socket.

Zhou Zhao in the mysterious mirror came down from He Zhizhou's back without hesitation, suppressed his anger and said to Xu Yi: "What bad idea did you think of you? If it weren't for the disturbance of that bamboo tube, I might have fought with the Bone Demon for 300 rounds - huh? Where is the Bone Demon?"

Xu Yi cheated this person miserably. Now that the matter is over, Baba has no choice but to speak, and stretches out his right hand with his mouth and pointing to the end of the river.

Zhou Zhao didn't see the shadow of the bone demon, looked at him in confusion, and did not think about taking a step forward.

Just stepping on the ice of the river.

Xu Yi: "Wait--!"

He Zhizhou: "No!"

Both voices were stuck in their throats. Before the two of them could finish speaking, the white-clothed sword cultivator on the ice took the first step.

Before being carried by He Zhizhou, there were many snowflakes on his feet.

As we all know, snow melts into water.

Just as Zhou Zhao looked back after hearing the sound, the plum blossoms bloomed for the second time.

At this moment, Ning Ning on the edge of the cliff had finished exploring and turned around with relief.

Then the smile instantly solidified.

Who can tell her why the stranger she had never met suddenly lies in the river, spinning around like a bowling ball while repeating... the carp thrust?

Zhou Zhao's hands and feet were slipping. As his hands and feet were flying randomly, he jumped out of the floor movement in the street dance. With his legs stretched out, he turned a 720-degree Thomas spin.

Xu Yi was so scared that he hurried forward to support him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stretched out his right hand, he was grabbed by the other party and rushed forward uncontrollably.

So the two of them slid hand in hand, grinned and swayed, and started a two-person tap dance together.

Tian Xianzi was hilarious as if he was about to breathe: "My God, what a sword cultivator. Is this a sword cultivator?"

Elder of Wanjian Sect:...

The elder of Wanjian Sect pressed the person hard and patted his colleagues on the shoulders: "Shui... Give me a glass of water."

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"This is Senior Brother Zhou Zhao, and the golden elixir is perfect."

After finally leaving the ice, Xu Yi lowered his head and walked forward in grievance, and introduced the identities of the people present in turn. When he encountered Zhou Zhao's eyes as dull as if they were dead, he shrank reflexibly.

"It turned out to be fellow Daoist Ningning."

Zhou Zhao seemed to have suffered a severe blow, maintaining her facial paralysis with her eyes blank, and she was comparable to the robot male protagonist with poor acting skills in youth idol dramas: "I have heard a lot about fellow Daoist Ning, and I have always wanted to compete with you. Haha."

These two dry "hehe" didn't have any smiles. Ningning's back felt numb and always felt that they shouldn't appear here and there. If Senior Brother Zhou attended the funeral of his mortal enemy one day, this tone would be quite appropriate.

She curled a polite smile from the corner of her mouth and said curiously: "You two came earlier than us. I wonder if you have ever discovered anything?"

Xu Yi was as wilted as a delicate flower: "My senior brother Zhou and I walked along the way, and I didn't see anything useful except those orchids."

According to Xu Yi, the two of them were fortunate to find the treasured spiritual plant drinking blood orchid at the foot of a mountain. They planned to pack it up and take it away, but unexpectedly, they met love at the corner of the bone demon. After a fight, they knew they were defeated and retreated step by step, so they had to run away in a hurry.

And now, it was Xu Yi who led everyone to the location of Shen Xuelan.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, Fellow Daoist He."

Zhou Zhao said: "I will not participate in the division of Shen Xuelan. Please ask the two of you to give up your hands and forget what happened on the ice just now. If you can keep the secret, you will be my reborn father and mother."

Ning Ning choked.

You, your father and mother, recognize you so easily and have no backbone.

"Drinking blood orchid."

He Zhizhou touched his chin: "I heard that this kind of flower is very rare and will only grow in places with deep resentment, using the blood of hundreds of people as nutrients - what happened in this place to grow such evil things?"

"It doesn't seem right just looking at the environment here."

Ning Ning looked up for a moment, frowned by the dead aura gathered everywhere.

The deeper you go, the darker the sky becomes.

At first, the dark clouds were just light-colored cotton wool, pressing heavily on the sky, and the faint sunlight fell silently from the gap, like inconspicuous gold chips, which broke into an extremely shallow halo when it fell to the ground.

Then the black ink was dipped in the clouds bit by bit, and the dull and dark gray were all seen. The outlines of the clouds were vaguely intertwined, and they were exactly the same as the mountains that were stacked and could not distinguish the boundaries, drooping heavily under the sky.

The withered old trees around are of different shapes. At first glance, they look quite like countless sharp claws waiting to grab the soul. In the increasingly dark environment around them, the dead spirit like black fog looks even more uncomfortable.

The foot of the mountain mentioned by Xu Yi was not far from the river, and the group quickly arrived at their destination.

The whole body of the orchid is dark red, like layers of blood stains solidified on the petals and rhizomes. Ningning picked a flower and smelled it carefully. The one lingering on the tip of his nose was not a dull and fishy smell, but a light and sweet orchid fragrance.

"strangeness."

Zhou Zhao frowned and said, "First, there was a bone demon formed by death energy, and there were this cluster of orchids that ate human blood... Logically speaking, where they were there, they would have been full of corpses and deaths, but why did we only see boundless heavy snow?"

"Since all the evil demons in the Demon Refining Tower really exist, monsters that can kill so many people seem to be rare, right?"

Xu Yi shivered: "It's already a bad thing just by a bone demon. How terrible is the culprit who caused all these tragedies? Is it really only fifty layers here?"

Ningning put the Shenxue Lan in the storage bag: "The area we have explored is very small. If we go a little further, we will definitely find more. Have you noticed it? The death and demonic energy are getting stronger and stronger."

She said it well.

In addition to the increasingly dark and gloomy sky, the black mist around it became thicker and thicker. The air was filled with the smell of rottenness, and the black smoke gathered and dispersed with the cold wind, as if it was a ghost and monster floating in the air. Sometimes it even seemed to have a physical body, pressing heavily on the chest, making people unable to breathe.

"From forward, the danger is likely to be far beyond our imagination."

He Zhizhou gently brushed off a snowflake from the tip of his nose and said seriously: "I suggest that we go and take a look first. If we feel it is really unbearable, it will not be too late to leave this tower."

When Zhou Zhao heard about a fight, her eyes as dim as a rag doll immediately shone, and she tightly held the hilt of the sword and responded: "I agree! It is impossible to run away. The little evil demon dares to be arrogant here. He must hit it with seven in seven out of the fallen flowers and water!"

——The opportunity for him to save face has finally come!

As soon as Zhou Zhao finished speaking, he heard Xu Yi beside him screaming: "Look, what is that!"

Ning Ning also noticed something strange and subconsciously made a defensive posture.

They were in the vast sea of ​​snow, with sunlight hidden, mountains hidden, and peaks rising from the ground cast shadows. Between snowflakes, black fog and shadows, and in the chaos with extremely low visibility in the field of view, several figures appeared silently.

Those "people" were hunched over when walking, and seemed to have no strength all over their bodies. When they dragged their legs and slowly moved forward, they were quite a bit like a walking zombie in a horror movie.

As they gradually approached, she finally saw clearly the appearance of the visitor.

They were several soldiers wearing rotten armor, all of which were stained with shocking blood, covered with knife wounds and burning marks.

And their bodies were completely free of flesh and blood, only a stream of white bones were left. They suddenly looked up when they noticed the aura of a stranger.

The murderous aura suddenly appeared.

Ning Ning held the sword in her hand tightly.

"It's the bone puppet!"

He Zhizhou did not disappoint the miscellaneous books he bought in the room, and exclaimed in a low voice: "I heard that human corpses were infected by strong demonic energy and would become monsters that were neither human nor ghost... But how could they achieve this level of demonic status be of the God Transformation Stage!"

Transforming God.

It is on par with the elders of various major sects, or even higher.

The bone puppet sensed the aura of a living person, and his slow movements stopped immediately. After a very brief moment of stunnedness, a thin black mist appeared in his eyes.

Then, like a thread-lifting puppet, the joints suddenly moved.

Xu Yi drew his sword and unsheathed: "They are here!"

The bone puppet is much faster than the bone demon, but it is so fast that it bullies forward at a surprising speed.

Ningning hid in time, while He Zhizhou beside him was not very lucky. His hair was just gently rubbed against the white claws and was instantly cut off in the wind.
To be continued...