Chapter 251

The mirror-like core was on the other side of the iceberg.

Shi Xuan and Zhang Ji stared solemnly at the palm-sized Hanjing Lord Of Heaven's True Spirit. The black and white shackles that were wrapped around the body of the True Spirit looked like a fickle human heart, and also like countless blinking eyes. It was so creepy that it sent chills down one's spine. Only Meng Nishang was calmly waiting at the side. Anxiety, anticipation, and all other emotions were completely frozen by her. She had adjusted her state to its peak.

Suddenly, the shackles of the Heart Demon shuddered and rippled like water. Then, the shackles gradually disappeared.

The three of them understood that Shi Jingren was deducing the heavenly secrets to determine Heavenly Monarch Cold Mirror's life and death.

Shi Xuan pointed his finger and a Black and White Six Paths Roulette emerged and wrapped around the True Spirit of the Hanjing Lord Of Heaven, letting it fall into Meng Nishang's hands. Then, the three of them carefully sneaked into the core area.

Not long later, a chaotic land of snowflakes and space was revealed in front of Shi Xuan and the others. It was a magnificent and magnificent sight.

In the middle of the snowflakes that were as big as goose feathers, there were hideous black centipede-like dimensional cracks and distorted dimensional phantoms. The bone-chilling cold wind was like a poem and water, floating in the air. They were divided into two colors, purple and white, fighting fiercely and shrouding the core area like a pot lid.

The white snow was completely at a disadvantage, shrinking into a small corner. But its nature was very tenacious, and it would not be devoured for a while.

At this point, Shi Xuan, Meng Nishang, Zhang Ji, and the Hanjing Lord Of Heaven did not say a word. They quietly waited for the changes on the Black Ice Lord Of Heaven's side. These were not things that they could interfere with. They could only slightly affect the Black Ice Lord Of Heaven with the power of the Heart Demon. After that, there were too many variables.

Although the Black Ice Lord Of Heaven could no longer sense the Hanjing Lord Of Heaven due to the snowstorm, no one could guarantee that Shi Jingren would not make another calculation on a whim. Of course, the possibility was very low. Based on Shi Jingren's attainments in innate algebra, his confidence in himself, and the other Lord Of Heaven's confidence in his algebra, as well as their previous performances in algebra and mysteries of heaven, Shi Jingren should have no doubt about it.

However, the battle after that was unpredictable and uncontrollable. No one knew when the Black Ice Lord Of Heaven would launch an attack. If they delayed until they reached the core area, they would find that they could not pass through the Chaotic Land. Then, everything would be over.

After a while, an earth-shattering sound of thunder came, and the snowstorm was blown away. Even though they were far away, Shi Xuan, Meng Nishang, and the others could still see a terrifying world of purple lightning being born and destroyed. It had just covered a hazy world of ice and snow.

"Seventh-grade secret treasure?!" Zhang Ji blurted out.

From the fifth grade onward, because the mysterious things that needed to be carried were very difficult to find, they could not be produced by the creation of a Lesser Chiliocosm. They had to be produced by a newly born Boundless World, or the merit of the universe level.

Therefore, the number of secret treasures in the whole Heavens and Myriad Realms was plummeting, and the higher the level, the more obvious it was. For example, at the seventh grade, even the Second Tribulation Lord Of Heaven had less than 10% of the secret treasures of this level. What was more precious was that most of them were refined into secret treasures for passing blight, not for attack or defense. Unexpectedly, these First Tribulation Lord Of Heaven had a seventh grade offensive secret treasure!

Shi Xuan and Meng Nishang looked at each other and sighed in their hearts. If this seventh grade secret treasure was Shi Jingren's, then he had been holding back his strength. In fact, he only needed to take out the seventh grade secret treasure and the two of them would have retreated. Of course, if she had not held back her life, the current Black Ice Lord Of Heaven would not have been so arrogant. If she had left, no matter how powerful the seventh grade secret treasure was, it would not have been able to hit her.

"Black Ice has fallen!" The Hanjing Lord Of Heaven in the shadow of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc said in surprise.

The chaotic snowstorm between the purple and white colors changed immediately. The purple color, which had the absolute upper hand, retreated like a tide, and the white color, which had shrunk to a corner, took over the remaining part. When the purple color disappeared completely, the chaotic snowstorm, which had folded the space and time, was covered by the white color. Because of the white color's weakness, the power of the chaotic snowstorm was greatly reduced. The wind of time disappeared, the illusion of folded space also disappeared, and only the dark space cracks remained.

This was even easier than the outer area of the West Wilderness! Shi Xuan, Meng Nishang, and Zhang Ji immediately brought the Hanjing Lord Of Heaven into the chaotic area.

But the strange thing was, when the real spirit of the Hanjing Lord Of Heaven entered the chaotic snowstorm, the snowstorm stopped abruptly, and a clear world appeared. In the center of the ice field, there was a cave about ten feet in size, and a staircase made of black ice meandered down.

The Hanjing Lord Of Heaven pointed with his finger, "It's over there, go in quickly!"

Without the obstruction of the snowstorm, the purple and green flying lights, the ice crystal flying lights, and the black lightning, flew to the top of the cave in a few seconds, and then went in without hesitation.

There was no complicated route, at the end of the stairs was a wide ice palace, surrounded by walls made of black ice, crystal clear, and shining with cold light. Inside the palace, there were countless kinds of seals formed by Dao characters, and just looking at them made one's Primordial Spirit feel like it was frozen, and from time to time, they would gather into pieces of words, as if they were part of a certain cultivation method.

In the middle of the ice palace, on a slightly protruding ice platform, there was a sleeping woman, who was wrapped in a ball formed by countless seals, and her body was illusory, except for her normal lips, which were not snow white. She looked exactly like the Hanjing Lord Of Heaven, and she exuded a crystal clear and cold aura.

"Let me fuse with the original spirit, then I can truly become the only original spirit of the Yuan Gui Black Ice Mirror. However, my cultivation is gone, so I hope Fellow Daoist Meng can use the seals I taught to help me, and when the time comes, you can directly leave a mark in the center, "the Hanjing Lord Of Heaven said to Meng Nishang quickly, tacitly acknowledging her as his master.

According to the Hanjing Lord Of Heaven, in the past, the Yuan Gui Black Ice Mirror's original spirit's intelligence was divided into three by the chaotic power of the heart demons contained in the Great Dao of Evil. Only by killing the other two and eliminating the heart demons, the remaining one could fuse with the original body. If all three died, then the original spirit would regain its intelligence, and at that time, it would only lose its memory.

Meng Nishang did not speak, and nodded as she stepped in front of the sleeping original spirit, so as not to delay any time.

The Hanjing Lord Of Heaven stretched out his hand and pressed it on the ball of seals, feeling its aura, and the seals disappeared directly. Then, Meng Nishang put the real spirit of the Hanjing Lord Of Heaven into the illusory body of the sleeping real spirit, and she kept striking seals similar to those on the black ice wall.

A crystal clear cold light shone, and it did not stop for a long time.

"It seems that it can't be completed without about ten breaths of time." Shi Xuan sighed. Through this center, he had already sensed that the escape light of Shi Jingren and the others were approaching quickly, and they would arrive in seven or eight breaths.

Zhang Ji looked at Meng Nishang with a complicated gaze, it was impossible to tell whether it was envy, jealousy, sighing, or anticipation. Then, he used his celestial sense and said, "My strength is not enough, I can only stop one of them, the rest will depend on you, Sect Fellow Shi." Since there were only some secret techniques as compensation, of course, Zhang Ji was not willing to take risks for Meng Nishang, risking his life, risking his life, risking his life, risking his life and dying. Moreover, in such a short time, it was impossible to set up the celestial formation in advance.

Shi Xuan took a deep breath, and his gentle and casual temperament changed, like a treasured sword that was unsheathed, the sharp sword will rushed up to the sky, and he said calmly but firmly, "I will test it with my sword!"

Zhang Ji was a little stunned, he did not expect Shi Xuan to have such a sword will that directly pierced the Primordial Spirit, as if the hesitation, balance, and cautiousness in his heart were completely cut off.

…

The escape lights of Shi Jingren, Shen Yimo, Yi Tuan, and Lord Lang Xia were extremely fast, and there was no snowstorm on the ice field, so it did not take long for them to see the center of the ice field.

At this moment, a calm but stern voice came through the celestial sense, "Sect Fellow Shi, Sect Fellow Shen, Sect Fellow Yin, Sect Fellow Lang Xia, it's been a long time."

Only then did the four Lords see that there was a cave in the center of the ice field. Inside the cave, it looked slow and steady, but in fact, it was shrinking the ground into inches. A young cultivator in a plain green Taoist robe walked out, it was Shi Xuan, but his breath was different from before, sharp and fierce, as if it could penetrate the heaven and earth, very similar to Shen Yimo. If it was not for the fact that the essence of the breath had not changed, Shi Jingren and the others would have thought that it was Shi Xuan transformed by someone else.

The white dim auspicious cloud above Shi Xuan's head turned illusory, purple Thunder Lotus and green Slaughter Lotus bloomed on it, two rays of sword light, one green and one white, circled around him. One breath was ethereal and sharp, the other plain and ordinary, but both gave people a feeling of terror. Beside Shi Xuan, the demonic white Zhang Ji also walked out, thunder and dark clouds appeared above his head, holding a black Ruyi in his hand, destruction and destruction were restrained, brewing to explode.

Seeing that Shi Xuan and Zhang Ji came out to stop them, they understood that Meng Nishang and Hanjing Lord Of Heaven were probably at a critical moment and could not be distracted. How could Shi Jingren, Shen Yimo, and Yi Tuan waste time talking to Shi Xuan, each of them used their strongest skills?

Shen Yimo's sword light was the fastest, the dark night fell, the bright and dazzling white sword light spread out, inside, a world of light and darkness constantly changed, the core was a destructive light hole and an engulfing black hole, they rotated with each other as the center, the horrible breath formed a delicate balance, this made Shi Xuan and Zhang Ji's eyes focused, Shen Yimo's sword art had another breakthrough?!

The Vital Spirit was transparent and bright, the natal spiritual treasure River Diagram evolved into the universe, connected with the hazy gate of fate, Shi Jingren pointed at Shi Xuan, directly said with his celestial sense, "Fate …"

Just as he said the word "fate", a strange change suddenly happened, his whole body turned into a ray of light, faster than Shen Yimo's sword light, cut through the sky, and fell into a delicate small bottle carved from fine white jade, no one knew when Shi Xuan took out, it was unknown when.

"Sure enough, he talks too much," Shi Shuan thought to himself. After the Yin and Yang Qi Bottle advanced to the level of spiritual treasure, it did not need to be called, as long as there was a conversation between the two sides, the cause and effect would be established, and the bottle would be sucked in. Previously when he was trapped in the Congenital Eight Trigrams Formation, when Shi Jingren used words to confuse his mind, Shi Xuan took a risk and did not use this trump card.

It was actually the special enemy of this kind of tactic to confuse the mind with words or celestial arts that required chanting spells, unless Shi Jingren upgraded the Minor Fate Spell to a higher level, so that the gate of fate could be integrated into his body, just like other celestial arts, he could use it with a thought!

As for how long he could trap Shi Jingren, Shi Xuan estimated that it would not be more than a breath, anyway, he would drag it as long as he could, in this way, he only had to face Shen Yimo, the pressure was greatly reduced.

The sword light of the Green Suo Sword spread out, a wisp of ethereal and sharp sword light cut towards Shen Yimo's bright and dazzling sword light!