Han Xuan, who entered the Purple Ice Vein, truly realized what cold is for the first time. The power of yin and yang kept flowing and could not completely dispel the coldness. However, Han Xuan's eyes were full of fortitude. It was urgent to find the Demon-Devouring Emperor. Han Xuan could feel that the day when the Demon-Devouring Emperor was getting out of the seal was getting closer.
Han Xuan didn't have much concern in his heart. When he met the four dragon generals before, Han Xuan had handed the Nahai bag to Long Feng, asking him to find an opportunity to hand it over to the Dragon Emperor, and put all the things he wanted to explain into the Nahai bag. With the magical spirit Nahai guarding, Han Xuan was not worried about any mistakes. After all, he and Xiao Douzi have learned a lot of attack methods during this period. Nowadays, ordinary demon gods are no longer able to do anything to him.
It is precisely because of this burden that even if he is allowed to face life and death again, he will never regret it. It is inevitable that there are some things he must face. The two masters are struggling to support him. If the Demon-Devouring Emperor takes off his seal and disturbs the world again, not only the people of the world will fall into dire straits, and I am afraid that he will not be able to keep himself alone at that time.
But no matter how anxious Han Xuan was, it was useless. The Ziji Ice Vein was struggling, and gradually it seemed that even the power of yin and yang was a little difficult to resist. Han Xuan's whole body was covered with frost and could not be shaken off. After three days, he only went deeper into a hundred miles.
The wind and snow here were even more violent. Han Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked forward. Suddenly, a purple aurora came from a distance. Han Xuan was covered in heavy ice and snow. The ground here seemed to have suction, which greatly reduced Han Xuan's body skills. Without thinking too much, Han Xuan immediately took the Wuxiang Divine Sword in his hand and waved the sword to welcome the purple aurora.
With a buzzing sound, Han Xuan was almost unable to control the body under the gravity of the formless sword. He took two steps back before he could hold it at the sword station. Fortunately, the purple aurora was dissipated and did not appear again.
"No wonder the demons were frightened by the news. No one dared to take risks here. With such a heavy force, the purple light coldly penetrated the bone marrow far beyond the origin of water. If I hadn't had the power of yin and yang to protect my body, it would be difficult to resist."
Han Xuan was secretly afraid and forced himself to go on the road again. This time he did not dare to be careless. Although the purple aurora had great interference with Han Xuan's spiritual consciousness, he could still sense it several miles away. In this way, even in a flash, the purple aurora would have enough time to deal with it, and he would no longer be so drowsy.
But the deeper he went in, the more frequent the purple aurora appeared, and it became more sudden. Han Xuan was walking like a sword dancing, but he was stumbled by the gravity of the purple aurora, his body became colder and colder, and his blood seemed to be about to freeze.
However, this is not without benefits. Han Xuan's body seems to be tempered and undergoes subtle changes all the time. ** is constantly increasing in the soreness. However, the pressure brought by the purple aurora outside has increased even more crazily. At first, one appeared in half an hour, but now several will appear at the same time in a moment.
Han Xuan felt very difficult. A purple aurora hit him, and he couldn't help but breathe, but he didn't dare to stay for too long before he set off again. Looking at the Unformed Divine Sword in his hand that had been used to resist the purple aurora for the past few days, Han Xuan couldn't help but wonder: "This sword has been using it for many days, but no matter how Yuanli soul power is, it is impossible to activate this sword. Seeing that there is a chaotic light flowing in this sword, do you have to use the power of chaos to activate it? How could it be so strange?"
Then Han Xuan had just walked out not long after he was stunned and thought again: "It's not right. Usually, after the magic weapon recognizes the master, the spirit of the artifact can be obtained to recognize the master for help. However, this sword has no weapon, and it is definitely not comparable to ordinary magic weapon. It should be more than just sharp. Moreover, there is a chaotic power in the sword. How could it be as simple as sharp? The spirit of the artifact? Yes, it must be the spirit of the artifact."
But Han Xuan thought again: "Oh, it's not easy to create a spirit of weapon. Even a artifact master may find it difficult to cast a spirit of a molded artifact, let alone me?"
Han Xuan took a few more steps, paused suddenly, and a dozen purple aurora suddenly appeared in his senses, which was less than a thousand feet away from him. Han Xuan was shocked: "It's increasing again, it's getting more and more difficult. If this continues, it may be difficult to support it alone."
But at this time, Han Xuan could no longer think about it. More than a dozen purple aurora were approaching, and several swords were slashing out, cutting the flying purple aurora in half and leaving only a purple light. When he heard this light, Han Xuan suddenly remembered the scene of the phantom of the Creator Great Sage dissipating.
Han Xuan immediately moved like a fool, disregarding the remaining purple aurora, and was about to be put on his body to severely hurt him. But suddenly, countless sword energy appeared around Han Xuan's body, as if the wind was rising on the ground, and the purple aurora disappeared like smoke and clouds in the sword energy.
Han Xuan's face suddenly came back to his senses, and his eyes were filled with surprise when he looked at the Wuxiang Divine Sword again. Just when he saw the purple residual light, he suddenly thought of a method of casting a weapon spirit, which is to use the method of casting a spirit to inject his soul into the Wuxiang Divine Sword. Because the soul has been infected under the Yin-Yang Beast for several years, it has long been compatible with the power of chaos, so it will not be rejected by this rule, nor will it conflict with the power of chaos in the Wuxiang Divine Sword.
Since the Wuying Divine Sword had already recognized his master with the help of the great sage of the Creator, Han Xuan's soul immediately felt as if he had another body as soon as he entered the magic sword. Various uses of the Wuying Divine Sword emerged from his heart, and under the urge of his thoughts, thousands of sword energy immediately transformed into illusions, which shattered the purple aurora.
Now that the magic sword is no longer flawed, Han Xuan is in a state of great pleasure, and his feet are much faster whenever there is a purple aurora. He will no longer be confused whenever there is a purple aurora. He just needs to turn it into smoke and dust with just a thought.
However, Han Xuan's pressure has been completely eliminated, but the three demons who are hundreds of miles away are in great pain. At first, according to the records of the Demon Clan, with the peak cultivation of the three demon gods, they could easily compete with the purple aurora. But not long after, as the number of purple aurora increases, the three of them felt more difficult than Han Xuan. They even doubted whether Han Xuan had already died under this light.
The three demons tried their best to protect themselves, and all the magic weapons were released. As the war god, Kass also possessed a defensive artifact, but he kept fighting against the purple aurora, and even the defensive artifact was damaged. This result surprised the three demons.
And the more they walked forward, the more they became more and more surprised. Seeing that the damage on the defensive artifact was gradually increasing, they secretly worried that they would be unable to save their lives when there were more purple aurora. However, when they advanced hundreds of miles, they had already been snatching their hearts slowly let go. It turned out that they found that the purple aurora that scared them from here actually disappeared completely like evaporating from the earth.
The three demons only smiled a little, thinking that they were willing to end their hardships. They never thought that all this was because of Han Xuan's formless magic sword that caused the purple aurora to disappear invisibly.
Even Han Xuan himself did not expect that the No-Flame Divine Sword could completely eradicate the purple aurora into the invisible. Now the Divine Sword is in his hand, the sword energy is flying everywhere, and the wind and snow cannot touch it. The road ahead gradually becomes flattering. Han Xuan swept away the depression in his heart, and his feet are as fast as the wind.
But not long after, a bare red stone mountain suddenly appeared in front of Han Xuan. Not only was there no snow on the mountain, but there were not a single flower, plant and tree. Even the earth and stone were red. There was such a strange hill in this purple ice vein. Han Xuan didn't think it was strange and impossible.
So he accelerated his feet and flew up the hill in a moment. He felt that the heat from the rocks was radiating. But when Han Xuan checked, his heart trembled violently. The Wuxiang Divine Sword immediately crossed his chest and looked around. But he saw a purple light curtain rising around the hill, and countless purple aurora seeped out from the light curtain and pointed towards Han Xuan.
"No way? Is this the source of the purple aurora? Damn it, it's so damn!"
Under Han Xuan's urging, countless sword energy immediately emerged to protect the whole body. However, the purple aurora seemed to be even better than the sword energy. The rocks under her feet trembled due to the friction between the two energies. Some purple flames rushed out from the mountain, as if the sword energy could not be stopped, igniting a corner of Han Xuan's clothes.
Han Xuan had no time to distract himself and looked around. Although the burning corner of his clothes was spreading all over his body, the purple aurora also started to move completely. For a moment, Han Xuan's sword energy was violently suppressed, and the purple aurora was pressed tightly outside the body and could not be opened. At the same time, the shaking of the mountain became more and more fierce.
With a loud bang, the hill was too burdened to collapse. The mountain was sunk, and the feet were empty, and people and swords fell down. Han Xuan was not confused at all. Although he didn't know where it was below, it was better than wasting his purple aurora. If that were true, I was afraid that his nine souls would not be able to get benefits.
The wind kept roaring in his ears, and Han Xuan tried his best to get rid of weightlessness and stabilize the decline. What was hateful was that purple aurora continued to hit above, not only could it not slow down the speed of the decline, but it was still accelerating.
However, Han Xuan's calmness told him that if he let this continue, when he landed, even with his current physical body, he might not be able to bear it. Just as Han Xuan was secretly worried, Xiaoyu's voice suddenly rang in his heart: "Han Xuan, don't be distracted, I'll help you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the three weapon spirits had flew out of Han Xuan's sea of consciousness. He had his palms emanated from behind and at the same time. The whole body's energy gushed out like a tide. Han Xuan's body also relaxed and a smile appeared on his face. If it weren't for the pressure brought by the purple aurora, Han Xuan would not have sent the nine souls into the Wuxiang Divine Sword in turn to send sword energy to defend himself. It was precisely this that it alarmed the three weapon spirits that were practicing in the sea of consciousness.
Han Xuan also knew that the three weapon spirits could help him, but because the purple aurora was too dangerous, Han Xuan knew that they could not resist, but in the end the three people helped to solve this confusion. Now Han Xuan could only keep the three weapon spirits from being damaged when trying to block the purple aurora.
However, the nine soul divisions began to gradually lack the power, and the purple aurora seemed endless, and Han Xuan didn't know how long he could last.