As the stern voice fell, a faint light suddenly appeared on the body of the Lord of Jinghua City who was sitting cross-legged.
The magic lines were bright, and the whole body suddenly felt like ripples on the water, and the whole person turned into a body of water in the ripples.
In front of the water body, a mirror appeared out of thin air. The mirror surface was dark and dull, but a faint flower bloomed quietly.
Naiqiong Xuanbing, which spread along the gauze and air, had already approached the Lord of Jinghua City in just an instant.
It happened to be blocked by the dark mirror.
"Crack, click, click..."
The sound like the sound of thousands of years of ice sealing the water resounded in this sealed quiet room.
The Naiqiong Xuanbing, which contains everything without ice, easily penetrated into the dark mirror and quickly froze the entire mirror.
However, the faint flower in the mirror was not frozen. It trembled leisurely and contentedly in the ice, and Naiqiong Xuanbing suddenly stopped its frozen steps.
The flower rotates, blooming layer by layer. With each layer blooming, the petals are quickly frozen and then broken.
But this palm-sized flower seems to never finish blooming. Layer after layer of petals open, freeze, wither, break, open again, freeze...
It seems endless and never-ending.
However, as time went by, the flower rotated faster and faster, the petals withered faster and faster, and the whole mirror trembled slightly.
And that hand, after pausing for a moment, seemed to be a little impatient with the waiting, and its five fingers formed into claws, grabbing at the mirror in front of the Lord of Jinghua City.
Invisible power formed in the air. With the movement of this hand, the black smoke in the quiet room and the black ice seemed to be stimulated.
The black smoke turned into several small black fog dragons, hovering ferociously in several directions of the Lord of Jinghua City, roaring in the air, blocking all directions in which the Lord of Jinghua City could escape.
Naiqiong Xuanbing's blue light flashed, and the speed of the ice instantly increased several times.
The mirror in front of the Lord of Jinghua City suddenly couldn't bear it, and the rotating flower suddenly stopped. Then frost began to form from the bottom, and it was completely frozen in an instant.
"Crack!"
The incorporeal mirror and the ghostly flower made a crisp sound, the black fog dragon roared, and the mirror and ghostly flower turned into nothingness.
The shattering of the flower in the mirror caused the magic marks on the body of the Lord of the Mirror Flower City who was hiding behind to flicker, and his breath became slightly sluggish. However, he did not hesitate to slap his backhand directly towards his spiritual platform.
The next moment, water rippled across the body of the Lord of Jinghua City, and his whole figure exploded instantly as if he couldn't bear the palm.
But it was not the blood and flesh flying everywhere as imagined, the eyes were full of blood. The entire body of the Lord of Jinghua City was like water. After the explosion, a stream of transparent water flowed out like a comet towards the surroundings of the quiet room.
The seemingly weak water flow broke through the black smoke like a sharp sword, knocking out several black fog dragons blocking the road.
Although a lot of water flow was either caught up by Naiqiong Xuanbing or swallowed up by the black fog dragon, there were also some water flows that actually broke out of the black smoke.
Before the water flow could rush out of the quiet room, a golden light quietly emerged and knocked back the water flow.
The remaining water flow collided unwillingly several times, but except for itself being consumed, the golden light did not suffer any loss.
"Ah!"
It wasn't until this moment that the mysterious man made any sound.
It was just a short modal word, but it caused the water flows that were constantly rushing around to stop for a moment, and then all the water flows merged again, transforming into the appearance of the Lord of Jinghua City.
It's just that at this moment, the Lord of Jinghua City's face is pale, his breath is much lower, and his whole figure is somewhat unreal.
He raised his head fiercely and looked into the void with cold eyes, "It's you! Are you, Snow Demon City, planning to rebel?"
"The people I killed were not from the Yin family, so how can we talk about rebellion."
A powerful voice sounded. His tone was very old, but his voice was not old.
The Lord of Jinghua City easily recognized the owner of this voice.
The ancestors of Snow Demon City, the group of demon cultivators who stand at the top of the demon clan.
It is rumored that it was closed a hundred years ago, and no one has ever heard of it being released.
Some demons even suspected that the ancestor of Snow Demon City might have reached the end of his life and died in seclusion.
He never expected that he would be invited to deal with him.
The Lord of Jinghua City didn't know whether to be desperate or proud for a moment.
"Senior, my cultivation is as high as the sky, why do you need to embarrass me, a junior? I am the Lord of Jinghua City, and Jinghua City is willing to follow Snow Demon City's lead. Can I spare my life, senior?"
No matter how angry the Lord of Jinghua City is, he still has to bow his head at this moment.
However, the so-called ancestor of Snow Demon City, who had never shown up, smiled softly and said, "I am here just to take your life!"
Before he finished speaking, the Lord of Jinghua City decisively transformed into water again. This time, the water he transformed into was no longer a stream of water, but a drop of water.
Thousands of water droplets fell all over the quiet room like falling rain, and also brought up a white mist.
The bloodline talent of Jinghua City can be revived by a drop of water if it reaches the cultivation level of the Lord of Jinghua City. However, it may take a long time to cultivate to gradually regain strength.
But no matter what, Shui Yue's bloodline talent is still very suitable for saving lives.
The demons hiding in the dark seemed to sigh. The blue light of Naiqiong Xuanbing located in the center of the quiet room shined brightly, and an extreme coldness came out from the bones.
But in one breath, all the walls and floors of the entire quiet room were covered with frost, and even a layer of blue ice mist appeared in the air.
The black smoke quickly shrank, and finally turned into a small black ball the size of a fingernail, which crashed into a corner and disappeared.
In the frost and mist, all the water droplets that had fallen to the ground and those that had not yet fallen were all frozen in an instant.
For a time, crystal clear ice crystals were suspended in the entire quiet room.
There was a faint, silent roar among the ice crystals.
A demon figure wrapped in a snow-white robe, with floor-length snow-white hair exposed only at the bottom of the robe, quietly appeared in the center of the quiet room.
The demon with white robes and white hair gently raised his head, opened his mouth and blew a breath. All the ice crystals suspended in the air and the frost on the ground and walls were instantly annihilated like smoke and dust.
The frost and ice crystals turned into smoke and dust all over the sky, but reflected a faint light of colorful glaze, like a fine colored snow.
In this fine snow, the figure with white robe and white hair disappeared like the first snow.
At the same time as it disappeared, deep in the Lord's Mansion of Jinghua City, a life soul lamp went out silently.
The next moment, the entire Jinghua City formation suddenly activated.
(End of chapter)
