At this time, because the split light was collected by the horse sweat and blood, Wang Xialin slowly woke up from the illusion. Seeing Shi Chishang and the three of them standing, he quickly flew over with his sword and asked anxiously: "How is it? Did you find anything good?"
Seeing her money-grubbing look, Shi Chishang couldn't help but laugh and cry, shaking his head and telling the story.
When he heard the name of the polar fairy light, Wang Xialin's two apricot eyes almost turned into light bulbs, shining brightly with a flame called "greed". He grabbed Shi Chishang's sleeve and said hurriedly: "My God, God's gift If you don’t give it, you will bring it upon yourself. Have you ever heard this sentence? Even the fairy lights from the polar regions are placed in front of you, and you don’t even go to get them?”
Shi Chishang said helplessly: "It's not that simple. Why did this split light appear here so coincidentally? It was obviously brought here by someone. And with such a split light, will there be other split lights? I always feel that this time Things are not that simple. We are not in the country now and are isolated and helpless, so it is best not to get involved in this kind of thing."
A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. After Shi Chishang suddenly realized his true intention, he did become much freer and freer, without the dilution and modesty of the past, but this does not mean that he has become radical and brainless. The polar fairy light is so strange that the ghost knows what is behind it. Is there any conspiracy hidden there?
Just as the two of them were holding on to their own opinions, Ma Hanxue suddenly let out a sigh and said anxiously: "The connection between me and the immortal light body has begun to become blurred. It should be that the distance between the fairy light body and us is further widening. What should we do?" "
"Go quickly!" Wang Xialin's eyes sparkled and he shouted, "We are cultivators. If you don't fight for such precious resources, aren't you afraid that your thoughts will not make sense in your heart?"
"I'm not one of those Taoists who pays attention to Taoism..." Shi Chishang muttered, just to say goodbye. After hearing that the immortal light body was moving away from them, he finally suppressed his inner worries and waved his hand. Ma Hanxue led the way, and they all rushed towards the main body of Immortal Light.
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Southwest Russia, Altai Mountains.
As a huge mountain range that spans the borders of China, Kazakhstan, Russia, and Mongolia, the section of the Altai Mountains in Russia has always been an inaccessible restricted area. On the one hand, the environment here is indeed very harsh, making it difficult for ordinary people to penetrate and live. On the other hand, , because there is a huge creature entrenched here.
The Frost Temple began in ancient times and has a long history. In terms of its foundation alone, it can be said that it is no less than the Maoshan, Kunlun and other sects in China.
The most important thing is that the Frost Temple is not keen on ascension. Even those who have surpassed the thirteenth level rarely ascend to the western heaven, and most of them are stranded in the human world.
It is precisely because of this that the Frost Temple's weight in Europe and even the human world is extremely huge. It single-handedly supported Russia to become the hegemon of Eastern Europe.
While Shi Chishang and others were pursuing the true form of the polar fairy light, a middle-aged man was sitting outside the headquarters of the Frost Temple deep in the Altai Mountains.
The man looks to be in his early thirties, with thick purple hair shawl, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He is wearing a casual shirt. He is holding a book at this time. He seems to be leisurely, but his aura that dominates the world is... It flooded the heaven and the earth, tightly covering the cave of the Frost Temple.
At this time, there are no fewer than a hundred people in the cave of the Frost Temple who have surpassed the thirteenth level. It can even be said that even the thirteenth level cannot pry into the Xuanxu. They are powerful beings that have almost reached the level equivalent to the Underworld Emperor.
But facing the purple-haired man outside the cave, none of the many powerful men born in the Frost Temple over the past tens of millions of years dared to step out of the cave. Even their angry, violent and restless Thoughts have not even been explored.
After being so peaceful for half an hour, an Eastern European man wearing a blue robe walked out of the cave gate and walked towards the purple-haired man with a bitter smile.
Silently turning the page, the purple-haired man didn't even raise his head. He just smiled and said, "Sent you here to make friends?" When he spoke, he spoke in extremely standard Russian.
The Eastern European man smiled helplessly, came to stand ten meters in front of the purple-haired man, and sighed: "I don't dare."
Smiling, the purple-haired man closed the book and turned around to look, his eyes indifferent and without any emotion: "Your heroic spirit looks very dissatisfied!"
The Eastern European man smiled bitterly and said, "You are joking. How can anyone dare to be dissatisfied with Your Majesty?"
"Are you saying that I am overbearing?" the purple-haired man said calmly, "But Mu has never been overbearing in his life. You should also know the purpose of my coming here this time. People who keep an eye on you, my affairs will still take turns. Don’t come to your Frost Temple to mix it up.”
The Eastern European man sighed: "What happened this time happened suddenly and by coincidence. His Highness Strijberg was just summoned by the believers and did not interfere deliberately..."
Before he could finish speaking, the purple-haired man raised a finger and shook it gently: "You don't need to explain. I never listen to reasons, I only look at the results."
Perhaps his words were too overbearing, and several thoughts suddenly rose violently in the Frost Cave. However, when the purple-haired man glanced away, he suppressed all the hundreds of breaths, making him unable to move at all.
Seeing the purple-haired man suppressing the entire audience with his extremely powerful martial arts thoughts, a chilly thought suddenly rose up in the cave. Wherever it passed, frost mist condensed out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, that thought had enveloped everyone in the cave. More than a hundred strong men also blocked the thoughts of the purple-haired man.
"The Lord of Frost?"
Smiling lightly, the purple-haired man narrowed his eyes: "Do you want to fight with me?"
After a moment of silence, a voice full of sinister vultures came out from the cave: "If my master was still here, how would it be the turn of a junior like you to be so arrogant here!"
Hearing that the other party was speaking Chinese, the purple-haired man couldn't help laughing: "Are you talking about the Holy Emperor? This man has fallen for hundreds of millions of years. I really don't know if his true spirit is still alive..."
boom! The purple-haired man's words seemed to touch the frost lord's reverse scales, and the chilling thoughts immediately burst out, carrying terrifying cold power and rushing out of the cave.
Although it was silent, everyone present heard a vague bang in the ears, and then the Frost Lord was bounced back, while the purple-haired man's eyes were filled with strange colors, and he said in surprise: "You are actually... ...Interesting, no wonder he is so loyal to the Holy Emperor. Anyway, bringing your Holy Emperor back is also one of my plans. You and I don’t need to be enemies at the moment.”
After saying that, the purple-haired man stood up and said calmly: "Once again, warn your men not to interfere in my affairs. At least for now, no one in your heaven can stop me, Sword Immortal Yunhai Pavilion."
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Shi Chishang didn't know how far away from him, a confrontation far beyond his own strength was taking place.
After deciding to pursue the immortal light body, he first took the Zombie brothers and sisters back to their souls, and then flew with Ma Hanxue and Wang Xialin. In less than half an hour, they had flown hundreds of kilometers and crossed countless snow-capped mountains and ice fields. Even several cities were flown over.
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the hinterland of Russia, Shi Chi Shang frowned slightly and asked: "Can you feel the distance of the immortal light body?"
Ma Hanxue held the fairy light in one hand, concentrated on the feeling for a while, and said hesitantly: "It should not be far..."
While the two were talking, at the end of their spreading thoughts, they suddenly detected a giant bird covered in lightning. Standing on the back of the giant bird was a blond white woman holding a magic wand.
At the same time that Shi Chishang's mind sensed the other party, the latter obviously also noticed their appearance. First, his face showed some vigilance, and then he showed a look of joy, and controlled the giant bird under him to fly towards them.
"Be careful!" Wang Xialin also sensed the blond woman and said solemnly.
Shi Chishang snorted and immediately stopped in mid-air. In a moment, the giant bird had already stopped a hundred meters in front of them. The blond woman was holding a magic wand and looking at them with a strange expression on her face. She suddenly opened her mouth and started mumbling.
The other party spoke in Russian, which Shi Chishang couldn't understand. He was secretly thinking about how to communicate when Ma Hanxue suddenly let out a sigh: "Boss, this bitch also has a speck of light on her hand."
Wang Xialin's almond-shaped eyes lit up when she heard this. The Cold Shadow Sword under her feet had already come into her hands at some point. Seeing her movements, the blonde woman's face became stern. She also raised her magic wand and opened her mouth again, only this time she said But it's Korean.
Seeing that Shi Chishang and others still had stern expressions on their faces, the woman changed to Japanese again, and finally changed to Chinese: "Are you Chinese?"
After looking at Wang Xialin, Shi Chishang nodded and said, "Yes."
"I didn't expect the Chinese to be so bold," the woman sneered, "Hand over the light of the Holy Spirit!"
Shi Chishang didn't understand the first sentence, but he did understand the latter sentence. Before he could speak, Wang Xialin had already sneered: "How arrogant!" Before she finished speaking, the Cold Shadow Sword in her hand turned into a phantom light and flew away. Go up and slash towards the woman's face.
As early as when she asked for the polar fairy light, the woman was already ready to fight, so Wang Xialin just came with the sword, and the giant bird under her body was already covered in thunder and light, holding up a thunder light barrier to block the Hanying Sword. Half empty.
Before Wang Xialin could control the flying sword, the blond woman had already sneered and lit up a sheepskin scroll, transformed into several arrows with sharpness, piercing and other rules, and shot directly at Wang Xialin.
The arrow came very fast, and Wang Xialin did not move slowly. He stretched out his hand to recall the Hanying Sword, and when he grasped the hilt of the sword, he suddenly leaned forward. The shadow of the sword was faint, like a ghost passing through, and shattered all the arrows. Then the castration continued, and the man followed the sword and attacked the blond woman.
The blond woman was holding a magic wand. She was obviously a Western warlock, and warlocks were least good at melee combat. This was why Wang Xialin chose to rush in immediately.
Seeing Wang Xialin's sword slashing through the air, the giant bird under the blond woman roared again, and the majestic thunder stopped the sword shadow again. The blond woman also took advantage of the opportunity to wave her magic wand, and heard the sound of obscure spells. , waves of light swayed out from in front of her one after another. The waves looked like rippling water, but their speed was astonishingly fast. In the blink of an eye, they had spread hundreds of meters, submerging Wang Xialin.
Just touched by that wave of light, Wang Xialin felt waves of invisible force vibrating into her body. Even though she had already condensed the sword to protect her body, all her ghost power was shaken to pieces, and she could not use even 10% of her 100% strength.
Seeing Wang Xialin's body being shaken by the waves and stagnant in mid-air, the blond woman gave a sweet smile, raised her magic wand and pointed it in the distance. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and several saw blades condensed with wind elements emerged out of thin air, surrounding Wang Xialin and slashing rapidly, and it was about to come. Kill her on the spot.
