The eight-colored snow lotus, which violates the ordinary way of heaven, is not allowed to exist in the world, so the place where it is born must be a place to avoid the sun, and the snow on the Polar Sky Peak does not melt all year round, and even if there is a little warm sun entering the Climbing Cave, it is still a cold and snowy land, and this is especially true in the lonely cold pool, which is another kind of human purgatory compared to the dead air in the dry stone pool.

The moment Nalan Feng jumped into the lonely cold pool, the biting chill quickly froze his limbs, and then he became numb and unconscious, and the most terrifying thing was that the cold poison that was originally calm in his body actually broke out at this time, and his internal organs were frozen to the point of having the illusion of burning.

He never imagined that the seemingly crystal clear Lonely Cold Pool was actually unfathomable, and the blue beauty of the Lonely Cold Pool was just the surface. Beneath the surface of the water, there was only a little sunlight that penetrated into the cave for illumination, and the boy bit the tip of his tongue to support his consciousness that might fall into a deep sleep at any time, and dived towards the bottom of the lake with difficulty, anxiously looking for traces of snow lotus.

In the dimness, a little bit of crystal light flashed under the claustrophobic pool, and Nalan couldn't care about it, as if he was grabbing a straw and swimming there.

In the blink of an eye, the slender shadow not far away gradually became clear, Nalan turned the wind and looked at it, a sword that was a foot long stood impressively in the center of the pool, and vaguely he saw something like a lotus swaying at the junction of the sword and the bottom of the pool.

He was overjoyed in his heart, and his spirit suddenly became much more sober, but the closer he got to the sword, the more he felt that the water around his body seemed to be frozen and difficult to move, and the strangest thing was that the cold poison on his body slowly calmed down at this moment, and he wondered in his heart: Why was there a sword that could stand intact in the middle of the bottom of the pool.

There was a sudden undercurrent in the pool, and the water slashed at Nalan Zhifeng like a knife, cutting countless holes in the white clothes on his body, and blood on his cheeks oozed from the wounds, staining a body of water. Enduring the heart-wrenching pain, Nalan leaned forward desperately, reaching out to test the sword.

The fingers came out, and the palms and backs of the hands were immediately engulfed by the red blood, and the ten fingers even had heartache!

Finally, the fingertips touched the hilt of the sword, but before he could exert any force, the sword shook in the deep pool that made it difficult to move.

"Water Avoiding Sword!" Nalan Zhifeng was shocked in his heart, "I said, why can't the white ape move the water of this lonely cold pond with the skill of controlling water, it turns out that the water avoidance sword is here." ”

Ancient books record that when Dayu controlled the water, there was no Qi from which to make trouble, and the two sides launched a vicious battle under Tongbai Mountain. Yu successively sent Tong Lu and Wu Mu to fight, but Wu Zhi Qi knew the water nature, Jiang Shui Dong led the sorcerers who wanted to suppress it again and again, until finally Yu gave Gengchen the sword to avoid the water and pointed to the water to make way, breaking the Wu Zhi Qi's water control technique, which locked it in the turtle mountain.

After Wuzhi Qi was locked in the pool, I am afraid that the ancestors would prevent him from borrowing the water of the cold pool to harm the world again, so he left the water-avoiding sword here and turned the pool water into eternal still water.

Nalan knew very well how terrible Wuzhiqi was that all the sorcerers could not surrender back then, even if it was now tied up in the Climbing Cave, it was definitely not something for three people, and the life and death of Bai Luofeng and Jiekong on the water were uncertain, he could only believe that they were still alive. Today, only by borrowing the water-avoiding sword to restrain the white ape, the three of them could escape with their whole body.

Nalan bent the wind and bit the root, and his hand reached for the hilt of the water-avoiding sword......

The dust on the lonely cold pool dissipated, and the snow ape stared at the figure who walked out of the ashes, only to see that the man's clothes had already had seven holes and eight holes, and the dried blood had condensed the wounds and wiring, and the dust on his body had covered the original color of his clothes into a gray patch, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth had not yet dried, and his face was black and embarrassed.

Wuzhi Qi already has the spirituality of Tongtian, knowing that the method of throwing earth and stones is quite effective, his face is happy, the huge mouth spews out hot gas, and the monkey's claws are inserted into the ground and grabs two piles of gravel and ice slag, and throws them at Bai Luofeng one after another.

The boy leaned over to dodge the first stream of mud, and the rubble hit the rock wall behind him and ricocheted back, but he continued to hit forward without hesitating the danger behind him, but he saw Jiekong leap from his side to his back, and the Buddha Seal kept turning them into dust. Bai Luofeng knew that his back was worry-free, and the ink that was attached to his body flashed out, and the black sword was grabbed horizontally in his hand, and everything he encountered was divided into two sections, condensed into a pile of stones, and he drew a path from it.

Wuzhiqi saw a wisp of sword light in the rolling stone burst out, and it hurriedly raised its ape hand to block it, and the sword tenacity drew countless sparks from the top to the iron cable in its hand.

Bai Luofeng didn't succeed in a single blow, and he didn't want to turn around out of thin air, and the white ape felt the force on his arm, and resolutely slammed sideways into the stone wall to crush the young man. However, Bai Luofeng's legs had already jumped away with the force exerted by the white ape's giant arm, and finally landed on the ground a few feet away.

"Doesn't that hurt it in the slightest?" the boy squinted at the thick iron cable, which was only a little finger-deep cut, and shook his head helplessly.

Maybe what he didn't expect was that Yu was immortal and suppressed Wuzhi Qi not to be freed from it, and specially chose an alien object to make this meteorite to cuff it, Wuzhi Qi has tried countless ways for thousands of years to make it hurt in the slightest, and Mo Ming can do it here It is already worthy of the title of fierce sword.

The white ape's mood was originally slightly calmed because of this blow and rioted again, it was angry and bloodshot and hit the stone wall with its body and two fists without urgency, and the snow on the top of the climbing cave fell into the pool, and the rock wall could not withstand the impact of the unsupported Qi and appeared in a star-like crack, and countless ice picks on the wall broke and pierced into the ground, and the entire cave was in danger.

"Luofeng, the hole is going to collapse if it goes on like this!, why hasn't the wind come out yet!" Jiekong held on to the edge of the wall to stabilize his body, staring at the pool surface with great worry.

Bai Luofeng turned his back to the little monk and said nothing, a turbid air on his body permeated, and with a turn of the cold front in his hand, his figure suddenly disappeared in Jiekong's eyes, leaving only a few traces of human-shaped black smoke that was gradually dissipating, Jiekong was shocked, and reacted impressively: "Luofeng!

The boy had reached the soles of the giant ape's feet, but he was like a ghost, and he grabbed the stiff hair on the legs of Wuzhi Qi and flew up to its neck, and the ink swept against the ape's indestructible skin, leaving a foul-smelling scorched mist.

The severe pain caused by the corrosion of the outer skin made Wu Zhiqi no longer destroy everywhere, but he kept jumping in place, his claws scratching vigorously on his body.

However, Bai Luofeng's stride was very strange, and his body seemed to have lost weight and kept flashing around the rough ape body, leaving behind him only wisps of thick gray smoke that filled the air and strips of sword wounds that festered the skin.

"Hmph! What if King Kong is not bad, the yin qi contained in the Ink Immortal Sword is that even Huangshi can be eroded into pus!"

The anger on the young man's body continued to increase, and when he climbed the head of the giant ape, his hands clenched the hilt of the sword, and with a roar of rage, the body of the Mo Ming sword was facing downward, and the tip of the sword stabbed towards the skull of Wuzhiqi.

However, at this moment, the white ape seemed to sense something, and no longer cared about the wound on his body that was flowing black fluid, and walked straight out towards the lonely cold pool.

The young man on his head was unguarded by the untouched turn of his head and hit him defenselessly, and even the person with a sword like a broken paper kite, swept over the lonely cold pool, hit the wall and fell into it and fainted.

(emmm, I seem to have a chapter of water, but I'm going to take the C test tomorrow, you have to forgive me, I believe you also know what the snow is)