Chapter 451 Fire Carp King

Zen Zi returned to the small temple behind Baicheng, raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

The sword master's thick and flawed voice sounded again: "Thanks for your hard work."

"It's just beating a kid, it doesn't take much effort."

Zenzi turned around and looked at the scattered wooden sticks outside the threshold, shook his head, and lowered his head to pick up those sticks.

This action caused injuries in his body, and with a puff, blood sprayed out from between his lips like mist, and landed on the threshold and those thin wooden sticks.

The small temple became extremely quiet, the knife saint did not speak, it was as dead as a tomb.

I don't know how long it took before Zen Zi slowly straightened his body, looked into the depths of the snow field, and let out a complicated sigh.

The dead silence and sighs all come from the pressure—the pressure from the Snow Country on the human race.

"I'll call someone to come and clean it up later."

Zenzi raised his arm, wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips with his sleeve, looked at the direction of the snowfield and remained silent for a long time.

He used Baojian magical powers to seriously injure the white figure, forcing him back into the depths of the snow field, and he paid a heavy price.

"About twenty-three years? That little guy can be so strong?" Zenzi said suddenly.

That year during the Meihui Taoist War, a sudden change occurred in the snow field, the sky and the earth suddenly became cold, and many young practitioners who participated in the Taoist war died. Jing Jiu and Bai Zao were trapped for six years because the Snow Queen was pregnant. Even if he started practicing from the mother's womb, it was only over twenty years, and the child is already so strong, the blood of high-level life is indeed terrifying.

The sword saint said: "The human race can't resist the two queens."

Zenzi said: "Fortunately, your deduction and I were correct. Now it seems that this mother and daughter will not hold back when they hurt each other."

The sword saint asked: "Why do you always insist that she gave birth to a daughter, can't that one give birth to a son?"

"The Queen of the North has been around since the beginning of human records. Has anyone heard of the Emperor of the Snow Country?"

Zenzi said: "Speaking of what that person looks like, you are the only one who has seen her in Chaotian Continent now."

The knife saint's voice disappeared for a long time before it sounded again.

"Although I have fought against her, I have never really seen her."

Zenzi understood what he meant and didn't ask any more questions.

The battles between ordinary practitioners are often separated by a long distance, especially sword cultivators like Qingshan and Wuenmen.

Peerless powerhouses fight against each other, often separated by dozens of miles, hundreds of miles or even farther away.

Back then, when Liu Ci and the Sword God of the West Sea faced each other, there was a vast sea between them.

So Dao Sheng said that he has never seen the Ice Queen, which is quite normal.

As for fighting in such a form, will it make people feel that they are not passionate enough, a little less iron-blooded... Could it be that a strong man at this level still stares and spits like ordinary people fighting in the market?

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In the deepest part of the Soul Gathering Valley, in front of the transparent giant wall that separates the abyss, in the hot and terrifying magma.

A beautiful man is face to face with a golden fish, eyes wide and small.

What is this thing? This is the common thought of Jing Jiu and the golden carp, the only difference is that the latter said it out.

The fish's lips pout into cute circles, spit out a string of bubble-like words, and at the same time spit out some saliva.

The saliva splashed on Jing Jiu's face, he felt a little stinging, and stretched out his hand to touch his face.

The golden carp was amazed, this person could survive in such hot magma, even his own fire liquid couldn't penetrate his skin, how could this be possible?

Jing Jiu was also very puzzled, thinking that the fish's saliva was actually hotter than the temperature of the magma, could it be the big monster who survived after the ancient war?

Thinking of the huge skeleton that turned into powder on the wasteland battlefield, he denied his own thoughts and came to a new judgment on the origin of the golden carp.

He asked, "Your Excellency is a fellow Taoist of the Zhongzhou sect?"

The mouth of the golden carp became more rounded, obviously surprised, and asked, "How did you guess that?"

This is the bottom of Soul Gathering Valley, and the transparent giant wall is the ban on the Zhongzhou faction's closed passage. Such a strange fish suddenly appeared in the magma river. With the head of a monkey on Shiyue Peak, you should know that you should be related to the Zhongzhou faction.

Thinking about these things, Jing Jiu said, "May I ask you about your Dao name?"

The golden carp's eyes showed a proud expression, and said: "I am the fire carp, the beast of Yunmeng, also known as the king of fire carp, who is best at devouring soul fire, so I was invited here by the mountain gate to suppress the passage in the underworld."

This fire carp is a spirit naturally produced by Earth Fire. It has lived in underground magma rivers since childhood, and Xihuo is inseparable from fire. It was not invited here by the Zhongzhou Sect, but after the Zhongzhou Sect subdued it at the bottom of Soul Gathering Valley, they found that this carp could not be kept in Yunmeng Mountain at all, so they had to leave it here and take care of the passage by the way.

It has been raised in the ground fire for more than 20,000 years, and only counting its age, except for the ancient beasts such as Qilin and Yuangui, I am afraid that no one is older than it, and even Ah Da wants to call out seniors. The problem is that this kind of self-generated elf grows extremely slowly and often needs to sleep for cultivation. Until now, it has not yet reached adulthood.

The fire carp should have slept for more than a thousand years this time, but two years ago, it woke up early because of some things, and it was already in a bad mood. Today, it encountered some things again, which is why it was so angry.

Jing Jiu didn't know about these things, and thought that the Zhongzhou faction was worthy of being a sect that could occasionally compete with Qingshan, and its background was indeed profound.

Qingshan's problem is that the way of the sword is too straight, when the two swords fight, it is inevitable that the two swords will catch fire, and the killing intent is too heavy.

In the past tens of thousands of years, the slaughter among the peaks of Qingshan was too ruthless. I don't know how many secrets disappeared into the night with the sudden death of those former teachers.

Among them, the closest and most brutal killing was what Taiping Daoist led them to do. He thought to himself that after returning to Qingshan this time, he should go to Sword Prison to visit Uncle Tailu. Maybe there are some powerful guys hiding in the bottom of Yinfeng. By then, the four guards will become five or even more, wouldn't it be appropriate?

"I am King Fire Carp, so who are you? Fire Boy?"

The golden carp looked at him with a calm expression in such a high-temperature magma, and he was even able to talk. He was extremely curious.

"Qingshan Jingjiu."

He forgot to cover his face with the sword, and even if he covered it in the magma, it would not be able to hide the perception of the fire carp.

Afterwards, Huo Li only needs to describe it, and the Zhongzhou faction will know who he is, so there is no point in reporting a fake name.

Huo Li blinked and said, "I'm sorry, I have to kill you."

Jing Jiu asked, "Why?"

Huo Li wagged his tail and said, "Don't be nervous, we have no enmity, but I remember hearing someone say before I fell asleep last time that the relationship between our two families is not very good."

Even if it is not an adult, it is not a real beast, but in the underground river of fire, it has strength not weaker than Liu Ada, so it is not difficult to kill Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu's expression remained unchanged, and he asked, "Have you ever been to Yunmeng Mountain?"

Huo Li was startled, and said, "No."

Jing Jiu said, "Are there any disciples sent by Zhongzhou to visit you?"

The magma river was so hot that even practitioners could only turn into a puff of smoke if they fell into it, and the two Daoist Tanbai and the former Zhongzhou faction would definitely not come here often, so he was sure that no one would come to see this golden carp.

"Who said no? Every six hundred years, Yunmeng Mountain will send disciples to visit me, and I can communicate with Yunmeng Mountain through the air. If something happens to the tunnel, I can tell them immediately. When I was awake, I often chatted there. Besides, just a few days ago...ah, nothing."

Huo Li realized that he had slipped his tongue, so he quickly stopped talking, and the fish's lips pouted into smaller circles, which was even cuter.

"Even if the relationship between our two factions is not good, you don't necessarily have to kill me, let alone my relationship with the Zhongzhou faction has always been good."

Jing Jiu said earnestly: "The first Zhongzhou faction disciple I knew was Xiang Wanshu, and later I became chess friends with a Zhongzhou faction disciple named Tong Yan. By the way, you may know Bai Zao, the daughter of the current head of the Zhongzhou faction. I have a very good relationship with her. You can ask her."

When it heard Tong Yan's name, a strange color flashed in Huo Li's eyes, but it still didn't change its mind, and said thiefly: "That's not okay, because I saw you talking with that big man from the Underworld, a thief like you who has illicit affairs from the Underworld, of course can't live."

It doesn't know that the dwarf in the royal blue shirt is the underworld master, but it can feel through the transparent wall that the other party's realm strength is far higher than its own, so it can naturally guess the other party's extraordinary origin.

Thinking that he was so sober just two years after he woke up, Huo Li felt a little complacent, and from the corner of his vision, he suddenly saw that Jing Jiu had left the magma and came to the shore, and couldn't help shouting anxiously, "How dare you escape!"

Of course Jing Jiu wanted to run away, facing this fire carp in the magma, it shouldn't be too easy to want to die.

Just when he raised his right hand and was about to leave, the fire carp in the lava river raised its tail and slammed it down.

With a loud bang, countless fiery red magma shot up from the river, shooting towards the cliff like torrential rain.

Those magmas are not only as simple as high temperature, but also contain extremely terrifying power.

Jing Jiu retrieved the universe front from the universe and stood in front of him.

There was only a dense crackling sound.

His feet carved two straight shallow grooves on the ground, and he stopped when his back hit the cliff.

Dozens of faintly bright marks appeared on the surface of Yu Yufeng's sword. Fortunately, the blade was really wide, and no magma fell on his body.

This fire carp is too powerful, of course he can't beat it, otherwise he wouldn't have talked about so many chess friends and good relationship just now.

The fire carp jumped out of the magma river, and rushed towards Jing Jiu with unimaginable high temperature and pressure.

Just when it was approaching in front of Jing Jiu, Jing Jiu suddenly flipped his left hand.

The fire carp was suspended in the air, staring at his palm, and asked with some vigilance: "What the hell is this?"

In the palm of Jing Jiu's left hand lay a white beetle quietly, exuding a faint but persistent chill, it was the chilling cicada.

The rank of the chilling cicada is extremely low, and it can only be ranked at the bottom in the snow field. For a high-level life like the fire carp, it naturally has no deterrent effect, but the purest chill it carries makes the fire carp extremely displeased and faintly uneasy.

Jing Jiu said, "It is the most terrifying existence in Snow Country."

The fire carp suddenly laughed loudly, the fish lips kept changing between round and flat, and the two slightly reddish front fins kept beating the fish body, as if the stomach hurt from laughing.

"Do you really think I don't know anything because I'm isolated from the world here? Do you really think I'm stupid and ignorant because I'm so cute?"

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "I take back what I said earlier."

Han Chan secretly glanced at him, a little innocent, a little resentful.

Huo Li managed to stop his laughter, panted slightly, and said, "I wanted to keep teasing you for a while, but I couldn't bear it anymore. If you have the ability to bring the Ice Queen with you, I'll let you go without saying a word. Even if you bring those snow spirit monsters who have transformed into humans, I would probably be afraid, but you want to scare me away with the lowest-ranked snow beetle? I really don't understand, what are you thinking?"

Jing Jiu said, "I think so."

Han Chan accepted his thoughts, turned over as quickly as possible, and aimed at the sky.

Obviously, this is the meaning of surrender.

"Are you going to give me this snow beetle as a gift?"

Huo Li said angrily: "No... Even if you want to bribe the King, can you get something valuable? I think your giant sword is not bad."

Jing Jiu didn't speak.

The chilling cicada suddenly rubbed its limbs and feet quickly, making a low buzzing sound, just like a real cicada in autumn.

The fire carp's eyes suddenly changed, because it felt that the snow beetle was not trying to be cute, but released something.

Those things are so tiny that even it can't see them.

Huo Li felt strong uneasiness, swung its tail, looked at Jing Jiu and said, "Brother, if you have something to say, speak up."