Chapter 958: Trapped in a fantasy world, misfortunes never come singly
In a hidden cave, Li Changsheng sat cross-legged on a boulder, a golden light shrouded his body, and Hanyue Sword Master sat opposite him.
Suddenly, the cave began to shake slightly, and the two men immediately opened their eyes, and then stood up.
"Fellow Daoist Bai, are you okay?"
Li Changsheng looked at Hanyue Sword Master.
Hanyue Sword Master looked sick at the moment, and there was no spiritual creature that could reattach his broken arm for the time being.
"I'm fine. Time is running out. Let's go out and take a look!"
Hanyue Sword Master said nonchalantly.
As soon as the two people walked out of the cave, they saw an earth-shattering roar coming from the distant sky, as if a hole had been punched in the sky.
"There won't be another eighth-level monster!"
Hanyue Sword Master said with a solemn expression.
He had a broken arm and was a little reluctant to deal with strong men of the same level. If he participated in the competition, he would have a high probability of falling.
Li Changsheng hesitated for a moment and suggested: "Fellow Daoist Bai, there are only two days left, why don't you wait until the secret realm is closed!"
"No, I have to fight for this opportunity."
He hesitated for a moment, then took off his storage ring and handed it to Li Changsheng.
"Fellow Taoist, what are you...?"
"If I die, please give my storage ring to the sect!"
"good!"
Li Changsheng took the ring and agreed.
Hanyue Sword Master patted Li Changsheng on the shoulder: "Let's go and take a look."
After a while, the two of them disappeared and rushed towards the place where the battle was taking place.
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In the northwest corner of the secret realm, there is a silvery white area for thousands of miles, snowflakes are floating in the sky, and the temperature is very low.
The roaring sound continued, and more than a hundred ice sculpture giants were besieging a dozen figures. These ice sculpture giants ranged from a few feet to ten feet in height. Their facial features were blurred and their eyes were empty.
Lord Guangfeng was surrounded by three ice sculpture giants in the late stage of integration. His clothes were torn and his hair was disheveled. He looked extremely embarrassed.
He clasped his hands together and murmured to himself.
The next moment, his whole body turned into a thick tornado,
Stirring in the air, the three giant ice sculptures were like puppets. They didn't know how to escape and were directly involved.
"Boom boom boom..."
Several huge roars sounded, and countless huge ice cubes fell from the sky.
The tornado stopped, revealing the pale figure of Lord Guangfeng.
"Boom!"
A series of deafening explosions sounded, and all the ice sculpture giants on the ground turned into ice cubes, and there were even three corpses among them.
Yanba of the Yan Clan, Yuan Kui of the Chilong Clan, Leng Wuya of the Piaomiao Xianzong, Jinxiao of the Jinpeng Clan, Huofeng Yuanjun of the Zixiao Clan, Bai Xiao of the Wuji Palace, Yu Yang of the Yulong Clan, and Fusou of the Dragon Marten Clan were all among them. Altogether there were fifteen people.
Everyone quickly took the elixir to restore their mana. They didn't speak at all, but they were all wary of each other.
After half an hour passed, Lord Huofeng Yuan stood up and said, "Everyone, we must have fallen into a huge illusion. No matter what, we should work together now and wait until we get out. How about that?"
"Fellow Daoist Huofeng is right, I agree!"
Leng Wuya was the first to express his stance.
Immediately afterwards, True Lord Kuangfeng, Bai Xiao and others expressed their stance one by one.
"Hmph, there are many of us, why should we listen to you?"
Yuan Kui snorted coldly, glanced at Leng Wuya, and said disdainfully.
At this moment, the void twisted slightly, and five figures walked out of the void, two of them being Li Changsheng and Hanyue Sword Master.
"Senior Sister Huofeng!"
"metropolitan!"
When two of them saw Huofeng Yuanjun and Bai Xiao, they immediately moved towards them.
"What's going on?"
Li Changsheng frowned.
They were obviously flying towards a giant peak, how could they end up here.
"Junior Brother Bai, what are you doing?"
Leng Wuya immediately came to Hanyue Sword Master and frowned when he looked at his severed arm.
Hanyue Sword Master sighed helplessly, and the sound transmission explained to him what happened.
"What?"
Leng Wuya's eyelids twitched, obviously a little surprised.
"We can't be sure, we're just guessing."
"By the way, Senior Brother Leng, how did you get here?"
Hanyue Sword Master asked, pointing to the environment in front of him.
They were clearly heading towards a huge peak, and they didn't find any traces of the formation at all, but they didn't expect to come here.
Leng Wuya sighed slightly: "The spiritual peak outside should be the core of this secret realm. We also came in by accident."
On the other side, Li Changsheng also learned about the strange things here from Zhenjun Kuangfeng.
His heart sank when he learned that hundreds of integrated ice sculptures would appear every once in a while.
"Huhuhu..."
The cold wind suddenly picked up and the snowflakes fluttered.
"No, it's here again!"
Lord Guangfeng's expression changed, as did the other people who came in first.
I saw three rays of rays of light falling from high in the sky, and four ice sculpture legions suddenly appeared hundreds of miles away, each with fifty people.
"How come there are twenty more?"
Everyone looked ugly. They had just dealt with one hundred and eighty people, and now there were twenty more.
"Tap tap tap..."
The ice sculpture army rushed directly towards the crowd.
"Do it quickly!"
Yan Ba shouted coldly, and the flag in his hand glowed with a dazzling red light. He waved it forward fiercely, and a violent wave of fire rushed out instantly.
In an instant, flames surged into the sky, and a dozen ice sculptures were blown up first.
The rest of the people also rushed to attack the ice sculptures, casting various spells continuously, and for a while, ice cubes flew everywhere.
Li Changsheng's sword tactics changed, and the Kunwu Sword rotated rapidly in front of him.
"Swoosh!"
The Kunwu Sword turned into a green light and slashed at a giant ice sculpture about ten feet high.
The ice sculpture giant was cut in half directly, as if it was made of tofu.
Seeing this, Li Changsheng already understood that these ice sculptures were equivalent to fusion, but it was estimated that they could only exert half of their strength.
However, even so, it was not an easy task to deal with so many ice sculpture puppets.
After a while, more than 20 ice sculptures rushed towards him, and their cultivation ranged from the early to late stages of fusion.
Li Changsheng's eyelids jumped, and the dry Yang true fire appeared in his palm. He stretched out his hand and made a stroke, and the dry Yang true fire turned into a high circular fire wall that surrounded him.
Huo Feng Yuanjun was dealing with four ice sculptures that had perfectly merged. Feeling the change in temperature, she couldn't help but look at the circular fire wall, her eyes flickered a few times, and I don't know what she was thinking.
"Ah!"
A huge scream sounded, and a crocodile of a hundred feet in size was directly split into several halves by a dozen ice sculpture giants.
A mini crocodile was torn into pieces by the cold wind in the air as soon as it left the body.
This was just a small episode on the battlefield, and no one cared.
As long as the mana is used up, the rest is a dead end.
Smart people are saving mana, and the thunder is loud but the rain is small, causing the pressure on everyone to increase.
Half an hour later, another human and an alien died, but there were still more than fifty ice sculptures.
A blue escape light flew quickly into the sky.
"Junior Brother Wang, stop!"
The white owl in the battle exclaimed.
The next moment, a white light fell from the sky and instantly struck the blue escape light.
The blue escape light was reduced, revealing a pale old man, whose body quickly froze and then fell to the ground.
"Bang!"
The ground was full of broken ice, mixed with large patches of bright red.
A mini Yuanying had just flown out when it was torn apart by the violent cold wind.
Li Changsheng's heart sank when he saw this scene. They had just escaped from the eighth-level monster, and now they were trapped in this unknown forbidden illusion. It was really a double whammy.
While he was thinking, the wall of fire was shattered.
