The one who said this was Arthis. She waved Frostmourne, which was transformed from Ink Bone, and blue frozen air spread out in all directions.
Zuo Zhicheng's second doppelgänger had different memories, different personalities, different ways of thinking, and different levels of authority over their bodies.
Therefore, although they used the same body, the strength they possessed was completely different.
For example, Arthis had studied the Cold Light Wave Sword and the Hell Soul-Cleansing Scripture the most in terms of martial arts. Ink Bone was the one who had studied the most in terms of Taoist techniques.
Therefore, the True Essence all over his body had turned into a kind of blue-black frozen Qi, which could freeze both the physical body and the mind.
As the cold wind blew, the area within a hundred meter radius turned into an ice hell. Almost all the disciples were caught off guard and turned into ice sculptures. However, they didn't have time to react because before their bodies turned into ice sculptures, their minds had been completely frozen.
Frostmourne swept across, and the frozen Universe Line was cut in half.
The surrounding corpses were frozen in an extremely low temperature. Not only did it not harm the corpses, but it also preserved fresh life.
Seeing hundreds of Heavenly Dao Palace disciples turn into ice sculptures and the sect leader who had stopped breathing in his arms, Jing Chengtian's mind went blank. It was as if the whole world had completely collapsed.
At this moment, the blue-black aura around Arthis's body began to surge. In the next moment, the bone spikes mixed with the black bones turned into countless meteors, shooting out in all directions towards the Heavenly Dao Palace's disciples that had been turned into ice sculptures.
"Warriors of the Frozen Realm, rise! I order you to fight for your master! Kill until you die. Leave no one alive. "
Beams of cold light shot out from the eyes of the many frozen corpses. This was the temporary consciousness created by the Hell Soul-Cleansing Scripture and the effect of Ink Bone.
They resurrected the slumbering undead!
Cracking sounds kept ringing out as the corpses broke out of the ice and looked at Jing Chengtian.
Looking at the ashen faces of his junior brothers, sisters, uncle-masters, and uncle-masters, as well as the familiar and decaying bodies, Jing Chengtian's eyes were filled with rage.
"You bastard!" The next moment, his figure turned into a black phantom, as if he had turned into dozens of black shadows that rushed toward Arthis.
Roar! However, the resurrected Ice Corpses also erupted with great power. They surrounded Arthis and pounced on Jing Chengtian one after another.
Each of them had the speed and strength equivalent to the most elite men of sacrifice in the army. Furthermore, they were not afraid of death and had no vital points.
But at this time, Jing Chengtian had completely thrown away his burden. He skillfully used the Shadowmeld of the Evil Shadow Demon Sect. This combination of mental power and dao technique was very powerful. Ordinary people would not be able to tell which shadow was the real body.
Jing Chengtian was the son that Ying Yingying had sent to the Heavenly Law Palace. It was because of the shadow poison that he knew he didn't have long to live.
However, compared to the cold-blooded and heartless Evil Shadow Demon Sect, he preferred the Heavenly Dao Palace. He liked the place where he grew up, where he was filled with warmth and sunshine.
But everything was ruined by the Southern Sacred Sect and Zuo Zhicheng.
Seeing the distorted faces pouncing toward him, Jing Chengtian felt his chest burning. His anger was like the flames of hell, burning every nerve in his body.
However, his years of training allowed him to maintain a certain level of calmness instinctively. His body spilled out a series of distorted shadows, casually dodging each of the ice corpses that pounced on him as he rapidly approached Arthis's direction.
Half of his body was cold and half of his body was burning. He only felt that his dao technique and martial arts were becoming smoother and smoother. The realm that he had been unable to break through for a long time seemed to be showing signs of loosening.
But even if he broke through, what was the use?
With a bang, a huge palm pressed directly on his head. Even if Arthis could not fully utilize Zuo Zhicheng's body, her speed and strength were not something that Jing Chengtian could match.
Breaking through also required digestion. Even if one's thoughts and state of mind had changed, it was impossible for the changes in one's mind to lead to physical changes before reaching the Void Refinement Realm. Therefore, even if one broke through, their actual strength would not change much.
The moment his head was grabbed by Arthis, Jing Chengtian suddenly emitted a hazy light. That was because he had activated the Heavenly Dao Quake. If he really used it, Arthas would probably lose at least one of her hands.
However, before he could truly unleash it, an extremely cold intent had already darted into his mind, wanting to completely freeze his consciousness.
"Suffer in agony."
The volcano-like anger continued to burn. The veins on Jing Chengtian's forehead popped out. He was using his weak mental strength and willpower to resist Arthis's power.
But the difference was too great.
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The difference between their minds and willpower was like the difference between an ocean and a pond.
The flames in his chest slowly extinguished, and the hatred in his eyes also gradually disappeared. Jing Chengtian's consciousness gradually froze completely. Or rather, it was forever stopped at the most painful moment of his life.
However, in the next moment, Arthis suddenly turned around and swung her sword. With a loud clang, a purple flying sword had already clashed with Frostmourne. Then, a rain of swords covered the sky and covered the earth like a storm.
The rain of swords blotted out the sky and covered the earth. Arthis let out a wild roar, and a bluish-black True Yuan burst into the sky. Wherever it passed, the moisture in the air would condense, forming a thick layer of ice barrier that blocked the rain of swords.
Ignoring the rain of swords, Arthis was quickly commanding those ice corpses to enter her virtual space.
On a mountain peak one kilometer away, dozens of Daoist priests in Daoist robes were commanding their flying swords to land in Arthis's direction.
The three great flying sword sects in the world were Tranquil Sword Sect, Tranquil Sword Sect, Tranquil Sword Sect, and Tranquil Sword Sect. Among them, Tranquil Sword Sect was the most loyal to the imperial court. Most of its members were working in the imperial court.
These Daoist priests were the Tranquil Sword Sect's flying sword guards. They had borrowed the imperial court's power to gather talented Daoist priests and had been transferred over by Qing Yun. Each of them had been taught the Tranquil Sword Sect's Sword Seeding Technique and could each control four to eight flying swords of different attributes.
In fact, in order to deal with the monsters of different attributes from the Southern Sacred Gate, Qing Yun had used different combinations of teams to deal with them.
The captain of the flying sword guards, Tai Lei, frowned and looked at the huge ice mountain in front of him. "When did this guy come out?" Because of the Cosmic Silk, no one saw the process of Illidan transforming into Arthis, so they were very confused about Arthis's sudden appearance.
Hundreds of flying swords pierced into the ice mountain that Arthis had built. It was like a sword mountain.
Tai Lei waved his hand and said, "Lightning Strike."
In the next moment, lightning flashed from the flying swords. The sky was covered with layers of dark clouds, and blue lightning dragons descended from the sky and landed on the ice mountain covered with flying swords.
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