Chapter 190 Refining the Underground Palace
At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and only the rising chill was telling of the coming storm.
Boom! Boom! Boom! As Murong Qiushui completed his gesture, a dull roar exploded in the air, as if even time was trembling.
Chu Tianjiao was suspended in the air, his face suddenly changed, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
All of a sudden, waves arose from the plain, and a strong wind arose from the ground, carrying the ice and snow around, and raged like wildfire. The sky and the earth seemed to be torn apart by the strong wind, and the doomsday scene was about to emerge.
"You...you actually..." Chu Tianjiao's voice trembled, his face was as pale as paper, and he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.
"You actually refined the Di Ning Xuan Yin Palace?" His voice was full of shock and disbelief.
At this moment, the roars all around became louder and louder, as if even the heaven and earth were resonating.
Shangguan Jiannan, who was far away, had just dodged Chu Tianjiao's fatal blow. When he heard this, his face turned pale in an instant, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Refined? Di Ning Xuanyin Palace!" In response to them, Murong Qiu Shui gave a crisp cry, and then the wind and snow between heaven and earth seemed to respond to her will, whimpering and roaring, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.
Buzz! The ice spread, and along with Murong Qiu Shui's movements, low roars rose and fell.
Shangguan Jiannan's eyes were filled with fear as he saw the ice below quickly melting and freezing, forming an indestructible ice wall with an extremely cold air.
"Concentrate!" Murong Qiu Shui opened her red lips slightly, her voice clear and pleasant, like the singing of an oriole in spring.
This light shout made the surrounding air seem to freeze. Before he finished speaking, several ice arrows suddenly shot out from the ice layer, flashing with cold light, like dancing silver snakes, heading straight for Chu Tianjiao.
Each ice arrow exudes a cold breath, as if it is going to freeze everything.
"Go!" She pointed in the air, and the vast spiritual power surged out like a tide, instantly covering the entire battlefield. Then, ice arrows rushed out with a burst of explosions. Dozens of half-foot-long ice arrows were like the sickle of the god of death, rushing towards Chu Tianjiao with endless murderous intent.
These ice arrows were extremely fast and were close to Chu Tianjiao in the blink of an eye.
Chu Tianjiao was shocked when he saw this. He originally thought that Murong Qiu Shui was just an ordinary ice warrior, but now seeing such a powerful attack method, he no longer dared to underestimate him.
Spiritual energy surged throughout his body, and the blue sword in his hand spun rapidly in his palm, making a sharp whistling sound, preparing to meet the incoming ice arrow.
At this moment, the sound of metal clashing and ice cracking resounded through the sky. Under the sky, Chu Tianjiao was surrounded by a chill, ice chips flew everywhere, and the cold air was raging.
The blue sword in his hand was swung tightly and tightly, cutting off the ice arrows one after another, and at the same time, a low roar was emitted.
Every time the sword and the ice arrow collided, a powerful impact force would be generated, causing Chu Tianjiao's figure to retreat slightly.
At this time, Shangguan Jiannan's eyes had become cold as ice, full of murderous intent. His aggressive aura was chilling.
The black spear in his hand flashed with a dark light, as if it was going to devour everything. He stared at Chu Tianjiao closely, waiting for the best time to attack.
The fierce battle was going on here, and on the other side, the ice layer was covered with ice arrows, like stars, shining and ready to go.
"Bang, bang, bang--" Murong Qiu Shui waved his hand lightly, and all the ice arrows were fired, like thousands of arrows piercing the heart, heading straight for Chu Tianjiao. With a loud bang, they surrounded him. Chu Tianjiao could only let out helpless growls.
"Murong Qiu Shui, you are really ruthless!" Chu Tianjiao sighed in his heart. He thought he could easily deal with Shangguan Jiannan, but he didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway.
What made him even more headache was that ever since he absorbed the power of Di Ning Xuan Yin Palace, he actually felt overwhelmed and was even in danger of defeat.
The battle situation took a sharp turn for the worse. Chu Tianjiao keenly sensed Tang Tianxiao's restless aura in the distance. He knew that if he revealed a flaw, he would be struck by lightning, and the situation would become even more difficult.
His gaze turned and fell on the wounded Guo Polu below. His clothes were tattered, his body was covered with burns, and his breath was extremely weak.
Chu Tianjiao's face also became gloomy, and he seemed to be oblivious to the ice arrows attacking from all around.
Suddenly, a gust of air exploded in the air, and Chu Tianjiao's figure flashed, turning into a stream of light and rushing away.
A flash of blue light streaked across the sky, he swooped down, picked up the dying Guo Polu, penetrated the ice, and disappeared into the distance in an instant.
Shangguan Jiannan's tense nerves finally relaxed. He let out a long breath and looked much more relaxed.
Shangguan Jiannan's body finally couldn't hold on, and he collapsed to the ground limply. With a loud "bang", as if a heavy object had fallen to the ground, the Slaying Heaven Sword also followed with a "clang" and lay beside him, its light dimmed.
At this moment, in mid-air, Murong Qiu Shui was wearing purple gauze, holding a purple silk umbrella lightly in her hand. She looked at Chu Tianjiao's receding figure. Her tense expression gradually relaxed, and a barely perceptible sense of ease crept onto her face.
"Congratulations, Miss Murong, for successfully refining the Di Ning Xuan Yin Palace. It's really a double happiness!" A loud voice suddenly exploded in the air and lingered for a long time.
Then, a young man dressed in gorgeous clothes walked slowly over, gently waving a paper fan in his hand with an evil smile on his lips.
Behind him, four stunning beauties followed closely, as if they had walked out of a painting, ethereal and fairy-like.
Tang Tianxiao walked closer with a smile, his eyes always fixed on Murong Qiu Shui.
"Thanks to Brother Tang for your help."
Murong Qiu Shui responded softly. Although a trace of disgust flashed across her face, it was quickly covered up by a gentle smile. Under the veil, her joy was hard to hide.
She smiled slightly, and that smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, instantly melting the coldness around them, making Tang Tianxiao feel a little dazed. He kept responding, "No, no, it's all right."
Even the maids behind him couldn't help but chuckle, and the atmosphere became subtle for a moment.
Murong Qiu Shui took all this indifferently. He said nothing more and just smiled gently, showing his extraordinary and otherworldly nature.
Suddenly, a biting chill filled the air, as if countless cold rays were raging silently, trying to envelop everyone.
At this moment, in the distant sky, a simple yet luxurious sedan chair slowly rose up, and four maids danced gracefully in light gauze, like fairies descending, and instantly cut through the night sky and disappeared from people's sight.
Silence returned to the surroundings, with only the low roars of monsters in the distance occasionally breaking the silence.
However, this tranquility did not last long. A magnificent Di Ning Xuan Yin Palace suddenly appeared suspended above the lake, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura, heralding that a new chapter was about to begin.
The surface of the lake was spinning gently, and several brilliant rays of light were leaping out. The air was so cold that even the surface of the lake was quietly covered with a thin layer of ice.
Whoosh! A purple-clad woman flashed and soared into the sky, stopping only when she was dozens of meters in the air.
She held a purple silk umbrella in her hand, her beautiful eyes moving, her gaze fixed on the majestic Di Ning Xuan Yin Palace below.
"Hey!" Following a clear shout, a subtle but shocking roar echoed in the air.
The woman in purple seemed to be walking in the air, with strange steps, like a dancer in the night sky, elegant and mysterious.
The Di Ning Xuan Yin Palace was wrapped in ice, and traces of cold air spread out and filled the surroundings.
In the air, the graceful figure was spinning lightly. Although it was under the cover of night, it exuded an indescribable beauty.
Suddenly, she paused, her hands flew, and a series of complex hand seals quickly condensed, blooming into brilliant light and shadows in the air.