Chapter 6707: Force Field Covering

The cave was filled with sword energy and the roar of monsters, and the fluctuations of time and space distorted the surrounding environment.

Beside the monster, a cold waterfall landscape formed in the ice crystal cave. Around it, icicles stood like sculptures, densely arranged, like an ice sculpture forest. Between these huge icicles, there were fine ice chips floating in the air, as light as snow.

The cold waterfall extended from the top of the cave, condensed into ice waterfalls, flowing around the monster. The ice waterfall was like a silver ribbon, graceful and sharp.

The cold waterfall condensed the cold air in the cave, making the monster's body shrouded in a layer of ice mist. This layer of ice mist seemed to be a mysterious shield, making the monster's power even more elusive.

The monster's body was like ice, and the cold waterfall around it spread a powerful frost aura, which condensed the nearby air into a silver-white crystal frost. The aura of the cold waterfall merged with the power of the monster itself, forming a powerful and ancient ice force field.

Under the cover of this force field, Chen Xuan felt the chill, as if time had stopped in this world of ice crystals. The cold waterfall landscape around the monster showed an ancient and powerful force.

At this time, Chen Xuan struggled to resist the monster's fierce attack, and his sword moves came one after another, trying to defeat this powerful opponent. The monster roared deafeningly, and the icy aura surged in the cave, forming a series of ice walls to trap Chen Xuan.

The sword light and the bite of the monster were intertwined, and the battle became more and more intense. Chen Xuan tried his best to find the weakness of the monster. However, as the battle continued, he began to notice something unusual.

The breath in the cave began to become weird, and the color of the ice crystals changed subtly, as if it was twisting and illusory. Chen Xuan's heart moved, and his consciousness began to explore the situation around the monster, and found a hint of something strange.

The flow of the cold waterfall aura on the monster became unstable, with a slight sense of illusion. Chen Xuan gradually realized that this might not be a real monster, but an illusion.

He concentrated his mind and tried to find a little clue from the hustle and bustle of the battle. Gradually, he began to look for the weakness of the monster and look for signs of abnormality in the cave environment.

After a short breath, a flash of enlightenment flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes, and his consciousness began to penetrate the illusion, discovering a faint fluctuation of time and space, which seemed to have a subtle connection with the cold waterfall landscape around the monster.

Without hesitation, he stabbed the illusory monster with a sword, and the sword tip penetrated the cold waterfall aura, instantly tearing the illusion of the monster. The cold waterfall aura began to dissipate rapidly, and the scene in the ice crystal cave gradually returned to its original state.

As the cold ice aura gradually dissipated, Chen Xuan showed a bitter smile. The monster in front of him turned out to be just an illusion, a powerful illusion.

After the phantom of the monster dissipated, the ice crystal cave returned to its original appearance, and a faint blue light filled the depths of the cave, as if it was a soft tranquility.

Chen Xuan stood there quietly and took a deep breath.

In the aftermath of the battle, Chen Xuan stared at the black box in front of him, which lay quietly in the middle of the ice crystal cave. The appearance of the box exudes a mysterious atmosphere, and the black surface shines with a faint light, like the reflection of ancient stars in the dark night sky.

This black box looks ordinary, but it exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, and the surface texture is delicate, as if it were cast by ancient iron text. The four corners of the box are engraved with exquisite symbols, and each symbol exudes an ancient and mysterious luster.

In the depths of the ice crystal cave, this black box is like a long-sleeping gem, emitting mysterious power fluctuations. Chen Xuan feels that the power of the box is extremely powerful. It seems to be a long-sleeping magic weapon, hiding infinite mysteries and power.

The edges of the box are smooth and flawless, as if it is cast by some mysterious material. Under the light, the lines on the box are clearly visible, and each texture exudes the power of ancient runes, as if it contains ancient secrets.

The inside of the box seemed to emit a faint blue light. Through the black appearance, it seemed that a trace of unknown power was flowing inside. Its surface was not smooth, but slightly undulating, vaguely outlining a wonderful pattern.

Chen Xuan approached the box. He could feel the powerful spiritual fluctuations contained in the magic weapon, which shocked him. This black box seemed to be not only an ordinary magic weapon, but more like a piece of time and space.

He gently stretched out his hand and touched the surface of the box. At this moment, a strange induction instantly spread through his nerves, as if the magic weapon and his mind had some kind of wonderful resonance. The surface of the box began to emit a faint blue light, and the light seemed to be responding to Chen Xuan's touch.

When Chen Xuan stared at the inside of the box, he felt a powerful and ancient fluctuation of time and space, as if a miniature universe was running in it.

The inside of the box was not completely dark, but filled with a faint blue light, which subtly lingered inside the magic weapon. Against the backdrop of the light, Chen Xuan could see a strange and ancient spiritual texture, as bright as the starry sky, and at the same time as shining and powerful as the stars in the universe.

This spiritual energy was not stagnant, but formed a subtle rhythm in itself.

In the blue light, Chen Xuan seemed to see an ancient gifted map, presented in the form of symbols and patterns. These maps were full of mysterious power and mysterious information. He felt that this spiritual energy carried infinite time and space secrets, and was a miracle condensed by the laws of the universe that transcended the mundane.

The spiritual energy inside the box surged, presenting an ancient and mysterious trajectory. They formed a subtle combination of symbols with some ancient secrets, flowing with ancient cancellation.

As the spiritual energy inside the magic weapon surged, an ancient breath gradually condensed and turned into an illusory phantom. This phantom seemed to be a wise man in the time tunnel, with star-like light flashing in his eyes, faintly revealing the talent and years of precipitation in the universe.

The phantom's figure was old, but full of mystery and solemnity. His eyes were clear, as if he could see through the hearts of living beings and experience the ups and downs of time and space. With his appearance, the spiritual energy fluctuations around the magic weapon began to calm down, as if all the ripples were dispersed to welcome the arrival of this guardian.

The old man's soul phantom looked at Chen Xuan. His eyes contained the precipitation of years and endless talent. He did not exist in the flesh, but exuded a mysterious sense of existence, as if a dusty legend in time and space reappeared in this world in the form of a phantom.

"Chen Xuan, you came to this ice cave, and you are full of curiosity about this magic weapon." The old man's voice was soft and ancient, like the rustling sound of wind blowing through the desert, echoing in the space of the cave.

Chen Xuan's heart moved, and he saluted the phantom old man, expressing his respect and caution.

"Guardian, may I ask what this magic weapon is? Why is it in this ice cave?"

The cave was filled with sword energy and the roar of monsters, and the fluctuations of time and space distorted the surrounding environment.

Beside the monster, a cold waterfall landscape formed in the ice crystal cave. Around it, ice pillars stood like sculptures, densely arranged, like an ice sculpture forest. Between these huge ice pillars, there were fine ice chips floating from the air, as light as snow.

The cold waterfall extended from the top of the cave, condensed into ice waterfalls, flowing around the monster. The ice waterfall was like a silver ribbon, beautiful and sharp.

The cold waterfall condensed the cold air in the cave, making the monster shrouded in a layer of ice mist. This layer of ice mist seemed to be a mysterious shield, making the monster's power even more elusive.

The monster's body was like ice, and the cold waterfall around it spread a powerful frost aura, which condensed the nearby air into a silver-white crystal frost. The aura of the cold waterfall merged with the power of the monster itself to form a powerful and ancient ice force field.

Under the cover of this force field, Chen Xuan felt the cold air, as if time had stopped in this world of ice crystals. The cold waterfall landscape around the monster showed an ancient and powerful power.

At this time, Chen Xuan struggled to resist the monster's fierce attack, and his sword moves came one after another, trying to defeat this powerful opponent. The monster roared deafeningly, and the icy aura surged in the cave, forming a series of ice walls to trap Chen Xuan.

The sword light and the bite of the monster were intertwined, and the battle became more and more intense. Chen Xuan tried his best to find the weakness of the monster. However, as the battle continued, he began to notice something unusual.

The atmosphere in the cave began to become strange, and the color of the ice crystals changed subtly, as if distorting and illusory. Chen Xuan's heart moved, and his consciousness began to explore the situation around the monster and found something strange.

The flow of the cold waterfall aura on the monster became unstable, with a slight sense of illusion. Chen Xuan gradually realized that this might not be a real monster, but an illusion.

He focused his mind and tried to find a little clue from the hustle and bustle of the battle. Gradually, he began to look for the weakness of the monster and look for signs of abnormality in the cave environment.

After a short breath, a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes, and his consciousness began to penetrate the illusion and found a faint fluctuation of time and space, which seemed to have a subtle connection with the cold waterfall landscape around the monster.

Without hesitation, he stabbed the illusory monster with a sword. The sword tip penetrated the cold waterfall aura and instantly tore the monster's illusion. The cold waterfall aura began to dissipate rapidly, and the scene in the ice crystal cave gradually returned to its original state.

As the cold ice aura gradually dissipated, Chen Xuan showed a bitter smile. The monster in front of him turned out to be just an illusion, a powerful illusion.

After the phantom of the monster dissipated, the ice crystal cave returned to its original appearance, and a faint blue light filled the depths of the cave, as if it was a soft tranquility.

Chen Xuan stood there quietly and took a deep breath.

In the aftermath of the battle, Chen Xuan stared at the black box in front of him, which lay quietly in the middle of the ice crystal cave. The appearance of the box exudes a mysterious atmosphere, and the black surface shines with a faint light, like the reflection of ancient stars in the dark night sky.

This black box looks ordinary, but it exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, and the surface texture is delicate, as if it were cast by ancient iron text. The four corners of the box are engraved with exquisite symbols, and each symbol exudes an ancient and mysterious luster.

In the depths of the ice crystal cave, this black box is like a long-sleeping gem, emitting mysterious power fluctuations. Chen Xuan feels that the power of the box is extremely powerful. It seems to be a long-sleeping magic weapon, hiding infinite mysteries and power.

The edge of the box is smooth and flawless, as if it is made of some mysterious material. Under the light, the lines on the box are clearly visible. Each texture exudes the power of ancient runes, as if it contains ancient secrets.

The inside of the box seems to emit a faint blue light. Through the black appearance, it seems that a trace of unknown power can be seen flowing inside. Its surface is not smooth, but slightly undulating, and a wonderful pattern is faintly outlined.

Chen Xuan approached the box. He could feel the powerful spiritual fluctuations contained in the magic weapon, which shocked him. This black box seemed to be not only an ordinary magic weapon, but also a piece of time and space.

He gently reached out and touched the surface of the box. At this moment, a strange induction instantly spread through his nerves, as if the magic weapon and his mind had some kind of wonderful resonance. The surface of the box began to glow slightly with blue light, and the light seemed to be responding to Chen Xuan's touch.

When Chen Xuan stared at the inside of the box, he felt a powerful and ancient time and space fluctuation, as if a miniature universe was running in it.

The inside of the box was not pitch black, but filled with a faint blue light. This light subtly lingered inside the magic weapon. Against the background of the light, Chen Xuan could see a strange and ancient spiritual texture, as bright as the starry sky, and at the same time as shining and powerful as the stars in the universe.

This spiritual energy is not stagnant, but forms a subtle rhythm in itself.

In the blue light, Chen Xuan seemed to see a map of ancient talent, presented in the form of symbols and patterns. These maps were full of mysterious power and mysterious information. He felt that this aura carried infinite time and space secrets, and was a miracle condensed by the laws of the universe that transcended the mundane.

The aura inside the box surged, presenting an ancient and mysterious trajectory. They formed a subtle combination of symbols with some ancient secrets, flowing ancient cancellation.

With the surge of aura inside the magic weapon, an ancient breath gradually condensed and turned into an illusory phantom. This phantom seemed to be a wise man in the time tunnel, with star-like light flashing in his eyes, faintly revealing the talent and years of precipitation in the universe.

The phantom's figure was old, but full of mystery and solemnity. His eyes were clear, as if he could see through the hearts of living beings and perceive the ups and downs of time and space. With his appearance, the aura fluctuations around the magic weapon began to calm down, as if all the ripples were dispersed to welcome the arrival of this guardian.

The old man's phantom soul stared at Chen Xuan. His eyes contained the accumulation of years and endless talent. He was not a physical body, but he exuded a mysterious sense of existence, as if he was a dusty legend in time and space, reappearing in this world in the form of a phantom.

"Chen Xuan, you came to this ice cave and are full of curiosity about this magic weapon." The old man's voice was soft and ancient, like the rustling sound of wind blowing through the desert, echoing in the space of the cave.

Chen Xuan's heart moved, and he saluted the phantom old man to express his respect and caution.

"Guardian, what exactly is this magic weapon? Why is it in this ice cave?"