Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

Above the Eye of Ice and Fire, strong winds howled and snowflakes danced wildly. The place had completely turned into a snowy scene.

The Qingcang Sword crosses the sky, and the power of the extremely cold spring rushes towards the sword at a frightening speed.

At the same time, Ling Bai was pulled into the air by the Qingcang Sword, and he felt as if his body was gradually expanding as the Qingcang Sword endlessly devoured him.

No matter how powerful the Qingcang Sword is, it ultimately belongs to the master Ling Bai.

The spring water from the Extremely Cold Spring poured into the Qingcang Sword, and Ling Bai's strength continued to increase at the same time, but his body with the blood of demon-devouring demons had reached its limit.

If Qingcang Sword is allowed to swallow him like this, his body will be burst by the cold ice spring that has been hidden here for countless years before long.

His soul power soared like a rocket, but he was unable to show his true soul power due to the lack of a soul ring. Ling Bai's whole body felt swollen and painful, but at the same time he felt as light as a swallow.

Intuition told Ling Bai that the soul power in his body was enough to enable him to fly. On the surface, his soul power was only level [-]. In fact, if he fully accepted the power of the extremely cold ice spring, his soul power would have reached at least level [-]. Level seventy.

However, the problem lies precisely in Ling Bai's inability to accept it!

"Qingcang Sword, stop!"

Unable to control the Qingcang Sword, Ling Bai could only remind it with the most primitive shout.

As the master, his death will be of no benefit to Qingcang Sword!

The Qingcang sword buzzed and trembled, emitting clear and brighter sword sounds, as if considering Ling Bai's words, and after a moment, it seemed to have made a final decision.

The sword pointed at Ling Bai from a distance, and the azure sword light that Ling Bai was all too familiar with shot out, but this time it was almost a hundred times larger than before, and it fell straight to Ling Bai's feet.

The next second, the azure sword light turned into eternal ice and condensed into a majestic huge throne, supporting Ling Bai's body and preventing him from falling due to his painful struggle.

The throne is ten feet high, pure azure, with endless ice and snow as its only decoration. The back chair stands high, like a divine sword soaring into the sky. Every line is so sharp, majestic, and terrifying to the extreme. The pressure continues to spread to all directions.

This is the real extreme cold field. The scope is so large that it almost covers the entire Ice and Fire Eye. Even the poisonous array arranged by Dugu Bo outside slowly dissipates under the action of this extreme cold current.

The ice and snow created by Qingcang Sword with the help of Hanji Ice Spring has shrouded the earth from the sky. The herbs here at Hanji Ice Spring are not bad. After all, they are all ice-type plants with excellent cold resistance.

But the blazing Yangquan on the other side is a bit tricky. The fire-attribute herbs have lost the protection of the blazing aura of the Yangquan. Coupled with the ultra-low temperature and extreme cold field released by the Qingcang Sword, many herbs are forced to rely on their deep cultivation to resist the falling from the sky. The frost and snow seem to have no end in sight.

Even so, many herbs among them began to tremble. If the Qingcang Sword did not stop, soon, only ice-type plants would remain in the Ice and Fire Eyes, and the Yuanyang Pot would completely turn into a clear soup pot.

Ling Bai was once proud of the demon-devouring bloodline that had awakened various talents. Now, the bloodline he was proud of seemed to have been frozen into ice. His body was creaking as it absorbed the power of the ice spring and expanded. It was unbearable. The heavily loaded toy was about to reach its limit and eventually shattered into tiny parts.

What's embarrassing is that Ling Bai, the master, can't do anything. He is almost nothing compared to Qingcang Sword, whose combat power has soared. He can't speak or move. He can only sit on the Ice and Snow Throne, like an obedient man. , a puppet that can be manipulated at will.

The ghost shadow tore through the ice and snow in the sky and fell out of thin air, landing opposite the Ice and Snow Throne. At this moment, this powerful man who had performed countless missions for the Spirit Hall actually felt dumbfounded.

"Xiaobai, how are you!?"

Before the ghost finished speaking, he wanted to pull Ling Bai up from the Ice and Snow Throne. He discovered that the throne was Ling Bai's restraint.

The truth is always unexpected. The ghostly title Douluo's soul power and strength cannot shake the power of Qingcang Sword. After pulling it several times, Ling Bai still clings to the throne as always.

"Quick, let me out! I know what that sword wants to do!"

An anxious female voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, and Ling Bai didn't hesitate at all. Then the ghost saw an extremely horrifying scene, a woman came out of Ling Bai's body!

She has long dark purple hair, an intellectual and elegant appearance, a white skirt and snowy skin, and her dark purple eyes are shining with a luster that charms all living beings.

"Who are you!"

The nine soul rings were released in an instant, and the ghost harbored the sharpest hostility and murderous intent towards the strange woman who suddenly appeared. He even suspected that she was the culprit that put Ling Bai in danger.

The purple-haired woman ignored the ghost's hostility and spoke urgently: "My name is Kamidai Roshi, and I am Ling Bai's friend..."

"It's empty talk, you just say it's true?"

Ghost planned to retort a few words, but was instantly interrupted by Kamishiro Roshi's roar:

"Shut up, Ling Bai's condition is very dangerous, listen to me now!"

Gui Mei shrank his neck subconsciously, and then suddenly thought of something.

its not right!

This woman's aura is far inferior to mine, why should I listen to her! ?

Before the ghost could react, Kamishiro Rishi said: "Did you know that the Qingcang sword has self-awareness?"

"I heard from Mu Yao that it seems to be able to find its own soul ring. Otherwise, Xiao Bai's first soul ring should be the frost unicorn."

Feeling that Kamishiro Rise didn't look like an enemy, the ghost's hostility slowly dissipated, pointing towards the silly unicorn who was still persistently looking for ice-attribute herbs in the cold wind.

"That's good."

Kamishiro Riyo breathed a sigh of relief. The ghost knew this news and saved her a lot of drool. Her dark purple eyes stared at the eyes under the pure black mask of the ghost and said seriously:

"Let me tell you, what Qingcang Sword has to do now is to eliminate dissidents!"

"The alien...are you talking about?"

The ghost looked confused, why did the Qingcang Sword exclude dissidents? At this time, the most dissident in the scene was Rise Kamishiro, who had a terrifying appearance.

"I can be considered a part of it."

Kamishiro Rise nodded, first confirming Gui Mei's conjecture. She said without letting Gui Mei digest the news:

"The real alien is the blood flowing in Ling Bai's body!

His bloodline and Qingcang Sword were two completely independent entities. They had previously clashed over Jiuxin Haitang's absolute healing, and the final outcome was nothing.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Both have arrogant and domineering temperaments. The Bingquan in this place is a real home ground for Qingcang Sword. It has swallowed up the power of Bingquan. It is confident that it can completely drive out Ling Bai's bloodline!

This will be a war inside Ling Bai's body! "