Wuhuang is above

Chapter 272
The corpse worm was put away by Feng Qingyu, and the origin of Jin Yan was also taken back into the body by Feng Qingyu, and even the knife that was glaring at the side was called back by Feng Qingyu, and they were taken back into the silver pill space.

In the sky above the entire ice field, only Feng Qingyu was left facing the silver-white pupils on the opposite side.

Those silver-white pupils are obviously fire, but they possess spiritual wisdom no less than that of a human being. Even many cultivators may not be as cunning as the silver-white flames.

"I'm curious, how did you see through my illusion?"

While the silver and white pupils were asking these words, those pupils looked at Feng Qingyu from time to time.

But no matter how it looked at it, it couldn't see where the flaw was.

"It's just some little tricks. Do you really think that if you plan on those people, you can also plan on me?" With that said, Feng Qingyu went straight to the rear and slashed!
After a loud bang, the empty space suddenly began to distort and deform, but in an instant, the darkness faded, and the shadows of icebergs emerged from the night!
These icebergs are not large in size, only about ten feet high, but they are numerous.

And in every iceberg, this cultivator is frozen.

Some of these cultivators have already died, but more are still alive.

It's just that this breath is already extremely weak, if it wasn't for the strange treasures that can prolong life that are also sealed in those icebergs, these people would have died long ago.

"Your blindfolds are useless in front of me!"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Qingyu rushed towards the silver pupil with the flame saber in hand.

Seeing that Xiaoxiu took the initiative to attack, a trace of sarcasm flashed across Yintong's eyes, and with a slight thought, the silver sea of ​​flames rolled back, and in an instant, a huge shield was erected in front of him!
"Your hand-controlled fire skills are really not bad, it's more than a star and a half better than your low-level illusion skills!"

At the same time as he said this, Feng Qingyu had already slashed out!

The golden saber arc collided with the huge silver shield, and the entire space vibrated violently.

And the illusion carefully constructed by the silver pupil was also disintegrated in this shock wave.

"See, your illusion is really rubbish!"

Looking at her smug face, Yintong's eyes became deeper and deeper.

The golden saber arc and the silver giant shield are still being consumed, but no one chooses to make a move after this person is fired. They just stare at each other silently, and there are circles of strange lights flickering in the silver-white and pitch-black eyes.

Yintong wanted to use illusion to restrain Feng Qingyu, so why didn't Feng Qingyu want to use bewitching techniques to deal with it?

Even she did not dare to underestimate the horror of the imperial flames. If she could kill the opponent with the least cost, why would she take a huge risk to fight to the death with this silver pupil?
So as soon as he made a move before, Feng Qingyu used the strongest move.

The power of the light blade of fire is enough to make that silver pupil fearful, and this silver flame is obviously at a critical juncture about to advance.

As long as it still wants to advance, it will definitely find ways to preserve its strength.

And this illusion is precisely one of its most powerful abilities.

In this case, it has no reason to give up such a powerful ability and choose to fight Feng Qingyu to the death.

Everything went as expected, when Feng Qingyu used the strongest blade skill in the simplest way, Yin Tong was already hesitant to smash to the opponent.

And when the surrounding illusions were completely torn apart, and Feng Qingyu showed that complacent look, the little scruples that Yintong had were all dispelled.

After all, this little repair is too young, although some means are limited.

Since she belittled her illusion so much, it used it to break her heart!
At the same time as the silver and white pupils rippled in circles, the surrounding darkness faded away.

The hurricane has become a spring breeze, and the scorching sun has replaced the early sun.

Under the influence of this illusion, the snowflakes flying all over the sky turned into petals and fluttered wantonly in the warm wind.

"Qing Yu, it's time to go home!"

Following the sound of this voice, a slim and dignified woman appeared across the river bank, waving at Feng Qingyu and shouting.

Seeing the woman's appearance, Feng Qingyu's heart throbbed slightly.

That was her mother. Although she had passed away for many years, her appearance was still deep in her memory and had not changed over the years.

"Heart attack? I have some skills, I am afraid that as long as I cross that river, I will be burned to ashes!"

There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, but he looked bewildered. Following the woman's call, Feng Qingyu walked towards the river step by step like a patient who had lost his soul.

In the sky, the silver-white pupils reappeared.

It's just that it is hidden in the clouds at this time, and outsiders cannot find it.

"I really thought she was capable, but she turned out to be the same as those ordinary people, so easily bewitched."

Yintong muttered to himself, its voice was not loud, but it was enough for people to hear clearly, but Feng Qingyu below seemed to have never heard it, and walked towards the other side of the river with stiff steps like a marionette.

Seeing her walking towards the river, Yintong's eyes became a little greedy.

It has not tasted the taste of a cultivator for a long time, and it misses the tender and plump feeling very much. However, there are too few cultivators who can go to this extreme northern ice field. Only ten.

And the exercises those people cultivated were all of the ice attribute, so they were comparable to the minor cultivation of Shangxia.

She has an out-and-out fire-attribute physique, and since she stepped into the depths of the extreme northern ice sheet, it has smelled the fire-attribute smell on her body.

Originally, it was still hitting the barrier of the fairy steps deep in the ground, but the smell is so delicious that it will never be forgotten once it smells it.

The mind was hooked away by that little repairer, and it no longer had the mind to attack the barrier, so it could only come out from the depths of the ground, and worked hard to design such a grand environment.

Who would have thought that Xiaoxiu was too vigilant and broke its arrangement.

I thought that all my hard work would go to waste, but unexpectedly, this Xiaoxiu came to the door on his own initiative, and dared to compete with it in mental strength.

Didn't she inquire before she came?

It is the majestic Ice and Silver Flame, and what it is best at is this mental attack.

Down below, Feng Qingyu was getting closer and closer to the small river, and within a few steps, she would step into the river.

Yintong's eyes are full of anticipation, as long as she steps into the river, she will never be able to escape, and can only become one of its many delicacies.

But at this critical moment, Feng Qingyu suddenly stopped, and looked towards the other side with some doubts.

"Mother, where is Daddy? Didn't Daddy come with you?"

"Qingyu, come here, your father is waiting at home, come here, go home with mother, and go to see your father together."

The woman's voice seemed to have a unique magical power. Under the comfort of her soft voice, Feng Qingyu really didn't ask any more questions, and ran to the opposite bank with her feet up.

Seeing that the soles of her feet were about to sink into the water, that silver pupil couldn't wait any longer, wishing she could rush forward to have a full meal immediately.

But at this time, Feng Qingyu retracted the sole of her step.

(End of this chapter)