Chapter 1264: Ice Valley

"Strange, is the fight over?" Xiao Hua pinched his chin and thought to himself. At this moment, in the rushing river, a corpse suddenly emerged from the surface of the river between the drifting ice, and then sank to the bottom of the water. The few traces of blood left on the surface of the river gradually dissipated!

Seeing this, Xiao Hua narrowed his eyes slightly: "Since there are corpses floating with the water, there must be fighting in the upper reaches of the river!"

Xiao Hua did not dare to neglect it, and hurriedly released the Buddha's consciousness and flew along the source of the river!

But he only flew for a moment and gave up again. The river was so winding and rugged that it actually surrounded the mountains. He couldn't fly around the mountains too, right?

Rushing into the sky, Xiao Hua hurriedly flew to the extreme north!

Sure enough, after another meal, on the distant mountains, he saw dozens of swordsmen with bright swords surrounded several Qingfeng Valley monks in the middle stage of foundation building and attacked them!

The cultivator of Qingfeng Valley was already exhausted, showing signs of defeat, and could only try his best to support himself in the sword light! There were no other cultivators nearby, and they would definitely die in the hands of the sword cultivator in less than a cup of tea.

"Don't hurt my Taoist cultivators!!!" Xiao Hua shouted, flicked his hand, took out the magic hammer, and rushed to the mountain!

"Hahaha~ Sure enough, someone is going to die!" A bald swordsman looked up and laughed, "Just now I said that these cultivators were not heavy enough, and here comes another cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building!"

As he said, the swordsman pointed his hand, and a green wood sword flew out from the fierce fight, facing the direction where Xiao Hua was flying!

"Bold!" How could Xiao Hua take this bright swordsman seriously at this time? Seeing the flying sword like green wood rushing in front of him, before the sword light had any more changes, he covered his Taoist robe and immediately took the green wood sword in his hand, completely cutting off the connection between the flying sword and the sword cultivator, and threw it into the space with a casual throw!

"Ah???" The swordsman's eyes widened in astonishment. He was a little overwhelmed. This... This is not in line with the swordsman's way! How could a foundation-building cultivator take away the swordsman's flying sword with bare hands!

At the moment of his astonishment, Xiao Hua suddenly accelerated. It was still the old method. He swung the magic hammer in his hand and smashed it on the forehead of the sword cultivator!

"Puff ~" The sword cultivator was shocked. The magic hammer rushed over with a suffocating breath. The sharp wind sound was extremely harsh. He spit out his mouth without thinking, and his life sword rushed out. He wanted to block the magic hammer, and his own figure hurriedly flew back!

Just like Xiao Hua's previous killing of a sword cultivator, the flying sword was smashed on the sword spine by Xiao Hua very cleverly with a "dang" sound, and was shot down alive! As deep cracks appeared on the sword surface, the swordsman was also seriously injured in the Yuanshen, extremely weak!

Then there was another "puff" sound.

The magic hammer hit the sword cultivator's forehead without exception. As the brain burst, the storage bag was taken away, and the sword cultivator's corpse fell into the river!

The strange thing is that the corpse did not float, but sank directly into it!

"Si~" Xiao Hua killed the swordsman as smoothly as drifting ice in the river as soon as he met him, and several people watched the excitement as usual. The swordsman who didn't care was startled, and at the same time, Xiao Hua clapped his hands again, and took out the soul-catching bell and toad. With a loud "bang", four of the dozen sword cultivators lost consciousness, and the other nearly ten sword cultivators shook slightly. Frowning, not affected by the soul-catching bell!

"Be careful! This cultivator actually has a soul weapon!!!" One of them shouted hurriedly to the old sword cultivator.

"Don't worry! We have been fighting soul cultivators in the Snowy Mountains for so many years, how could we not know?" Another swordsman of the sixth rank of Bright Sword shouted, pointed his finger, and a blue sword light rushed out, stabbing Xiao Hua. Similarly, two swordsmen of the sixth rank of Bright Sword also urged their flying swords. At the same time, they stabbed Xiao Hua...

"Oh? These swordsmen are not affected by the Soul-Catching Bell?" Xiao Hua was slightly stunned, but he understood instantly after hearing the words of the sword cultivator. These swordsmen of the fifth and sixth ranks of Bright Sword must have fought with soul cultivators before, just like the swordsmen Xiao Hua encountered before. Maybe they have secret techniques, or some soul weapon protection!

"With the extension of the war, the sword cultivators encountered are getting more and more powerful!" Xiao Hua was silent, put the Soul-Catching Bell into the space, waved his hand, and the art of Qiankun in his sleeves came out one after another. The sharp flying swords of the three swordsmen were immediately trapped by the strong imprisonment force. Before they could activate the sword essence, the flying swords were put into the "storage bag" by Xiao Hua!

"Hurry... hurry up! This monk's secret technique is powerful!" The old swordsman who reminded just now has always noticed this place. Seeing Xiao Hua easily collect the flying swords of three swordsmen, he was already shocked. He shouted loudly without hesitation, ignoring the several Qingfeng Valley monks, and rushed over on the flying sword, taking two of the swordsmen straight into the blue sky!

The remaining nearly ten swordsmen really obeyed the order. Even if the flying sword of one of the swordsmen had pierced the chest of a Qingfeng Valley monk, he still collected the flying sword and flew towards the old man in a group of three. Moreover, the three people did not fly very fast, and each group kept a certain distance between them. Even the last group waited for the swordsman whose flying sword was collected by Xiao Hua in mid-air!

"Tsk tsk" If Xiao Hua chased, he could easily kill them all, but looking at these swordsmen who were only the sixth-grade swordsmen, Xiao Hua stood with his hands down and nodded secretly, "Yes, there are indeed rules for fighting, which are beyond the reach of my monks!"

Seeing Xiao Hua not chasing after him, not only the worried swordsman was puzzled, but also the Qingfeng Valley disciple who flew up to thank him. After being greeted and thanked, an older Qingfeng Valley disciple apologized and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Xiao , these sword cultivators have killed many of my Qingfeng Valley disciples, we hate ourselves for not having the ability to kill enemies..."

"Senior Brother Liu!" Xiao Hua waved his hands hurriedly, "It's not that I don't want to kill them. You have seen it. I only rely on secret skills, but this thing... consumes a lot of mana, and is still useless. If They see the flaw, and my life is not guaranteed! In addition, I still have to look for Senior Brother Li Zongbao, so I can’t waste more time! By the way, where is the battlefield in Drift Ice Valley? past?"

Yes, when Xiao Hua asked someone to take him to the Flowing Ice Valley battlefield, these disciples shrank their necks one by one and remained silent.

"It seems that these Qingfeng Valley disciples escaped from the battlefield of Flowing Ice Valley, right?" Xiao Hua muttered secretly, thinking about the orderly retreat of the sword cultivator just now, and he felt slightly anxious in his heart. This difference is really too much, if not Even with his powerful magic power, he would definitely not dare to go there!

"A few fellow Taoists just need to tell me the direction and location!" Xiao Hua hurriedly changed his words, "There is something wrong with the contact token between me and Senior Brother Li Zongbao!"

"Junior Brother Xiao knows better~" The old disciple hurriedly apologized again, "It's not that I can't wait..."

"Stop talking!" Xiao Hua waved his hands hurriedly, "I understand in my heart that there is a choice between life and death. This is nature! Senior brother, just tell me the location! You can wait or wait again or go straight to the city of Tiancheng! Who is it today, little brother? Never seen it before!”

"Yes, I understand!" The disciple's face was obviously relieved, and he hurriedly informed the location. Xiao Hua, without saying a word, floated up and flew towards the place the disciple said. As for where these Qingfeng Valley disciples go, it is not Xiao Hua's concern.

After flying north for more than forty miles, I saw a mountain peak standing in the river like a mainstay. The drifting ice rushed here, but was blocked by the mountain peak, was broken, and then followed the river. It was divided into two halves, one half was slightly cool and slightly oval-shaped, and the other half was slightly turbid and slightly wavy. Xiao Hua flew to the turbid part, swept his mind, and pinched the Water Avoidance Art in his hand. Rush straight into the river!

He fell straight into the river for more than ten feet, but when he saw that there were dozens of holes several feet high in the mountain peak, Xiao Hua picked one up and rushed in!

There is naturally a river inside the cave entrance, but the cave is endless. After flying a cup of tea along the cave, it suddenly became clear that the river had disappeared, and what appeared in front of Xiao Hua were endless caves!

"Silk!" Xiao Huafei stood in mid-air and took a breath of cold air unconsciously, but he saw that the cave was full of the smell of blood, the ground was covered with corpses, there was blood on the stone walls, on the ground, and everywhere...

However, when Xiao Hua released his spiritual thoughts and Buddhist consciousness, he discovered that these were restricted by the special rock wall here and could not go very far!

"Alas! This Flowing Ice Valley is so difficult to enter. It's really impossible for one man to open it. If our Dao Sect monks can break into it, they will suffer heavy casualties!" Xiao Hua clapped his hand and Ye Yang took out the fan. After finding the direction, we just flew in!

It seemed that the war in Drift Ice Valley had come to an end. Although there were some surviving swordsmen and monks, Xiao Hua ignored them and flew through the caves one after another towards the innermost part of the spirit stone veins!

After another full meal, Xiao Hua became a little impatient after seeing so many corpses. At this time, the token in his hand suddenly moved! Xiao Hua was overjoyed, he took a look with his spiritual thoughts, and immediately turned left and flew towards a dark cave!

Sure enough, just after turning a few corners, I heard a "rumbling" sound of thunder in front of me, and there was also a faint sound of noisy collisions!

Xiao Hua rolled his eyes, used the demon world's concealment method, and quietly rushed in.

But I saw that this was an extremely huge underground cave. This cave was one inside another. It was probably dozens of miles in size. The stalactites hanging from top to bottom were hanging on the stone wall above my head. They were actually countless high. Ten feet! Looking at the feet, there are also some jagged stalactites, large and small, shining with weird brilliance. This space is so big and broad, and one doesn’t know how deep it is under the Drift Ice Valley!

"Grandma, if it weren't for those Qingfeng Valley disciples, I might never have found this place in my life!" Xiao Hua released his Buddhist consciousness and saw tens of thousands of monks fighting in this underground cave. , it is not too difficult to find Li Zongbao. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please read it.)