long night walk

Chapter 1597 Snow Attack

The witch Na Yin smiled lightly with her charming face, but her eyes were strangely cold. She chuckled and said, "At the beginning, the real person intended to guide the Qingxuan female official to open the holy land privately. I thought the real person would bypass the Kunlun Holy Land and attack the Dongtian Temple directly this time?"

Qing Ao turned his eyes and looked at her with a deep and unclear gaze, and said: "This is a different time. If I hadn't led Qing Xuan to open the Holy Land, how could I have taken this opportunity to seal Kunlun with the sword? I wanted her to open the Holy Land, but I didn't want Cang Nanyi to really enter and successfully overcome the tribulation. In this case, I am really at a loss."

The witch took the silver and smiled, with obvious sarcasm on her face: "But how can I remember that the real person once said that if she enters the holy land, she will definitely die without a burial place. Since death is a foregone conclusion, why do you waste your troops to conquer the holy land?

Although Cangnanyi is already at the end of her strength, even so, she is definitely not a deity that can be easily defeated. Why waste her time and energy on this useless task? "

Qing Ao looked at her meaningfully, and said with a half-smile: "Why? Lord Nayin always seems to be guiding me to stay in this holy land. Could it be that the person who hates Cangnanyi the most in this world actually wants to leave the last chance in this holy land to her?"

The witch glared at him coldly with the silver in her hand: "Are you kidding me?"

  Qingao's face changed color and said: "I have said before that I don't joke with others. Lord Nayin is a smart man, and he pays attention to details. It is impossible for him not to know that since I have decided to attack Kunlun Holy Land, it is to prevent Cangnanyi from entering the inner world to survive. But you still ask unnecessary questions and even intend to persuade me to give up Kunlun Holy Land. Don't you want to find a glimmer of hope for her?

Thinking back carefully, Lord Na Yin's attitude seemed to have always been strange. Since Lord Na Yin was devoted to Emperor Jun Chenghuang, he regarded his former wife as an enemy. Under the woman's jealousy and obsession, it was normal for Lord Na Yin to want to kill her several times.

It would have been fine in the past, but under the many conditions of the Golden Rain and the Chaos Sound, Cangnanyi fell into an unprecedented period of weakness. Moreover, with your soul-searching secret technique of the Unreal Realm and your cooperation with the Demon King Aojiang, you can move freely in the Corridor and the Abyss. Under all these conditions...

Not only did you fail to kill Cangnanyi, you also failed to take away her soul and body, and even in such a desperate situation, you were able to save her from danger. I really don't know whether it's because of Lord Yin's limited ability or because of fate.

What's even more interesting is that Lord Nayin was willing to sacrifice his life for a man, and even had the heart to kill God. Now that man is dead, I don't see any sadness on Lord Nayin's face. So, I really don't know why Lord Nayin is so obsessed with staying in Kunlun Mountain and staying by my side. "

The witch Na Yin sneered and said, "No one can enter the Ten Forbidden Lands of Kunlun. For millions of years, no one except Cang Nanyi himself knows what the world at the door is, let alone what kind of dangers are hidden in it. I am just worried that the real person has not had a good time in the business for many years, and I don't want to waste it for no reason. I didn't expect to cause the real person to be so suspicious. Since the real person is determined to attack the Holy Land, I will not interfere and stop him."

Qing Ao looked strange and asked, "When did I say we were going to attack that holy land?"

The witch took the silver without changing her expression, but her heart was shocked: "You mean..."

Qing Ao pointed the whisk in his arm at the pool of blood in front of the gate of Kunlun Holy Land.

The people of Kunlun, who had come to the blood pool to donate their blood, stopped donating their blood because of this war.

And that huge pool of blood, as huge as a city, has been barely half filled up today when the war is about to break out.

Qingao's expression remained indifferent, but his sinister eyes were as terrifying as bloodthirsty. He said in a grim voice: "With the remaining divine power of Cangnanyi now, it is far from enough to open the door to the Holy Land by herself. Now I will destroy this blood pool with my own hands, and completely cut off her retreat."

The witch Na Yin frowned secretly and said, "The war has come. Qing Xuan can't fill the blood pool. It doesn't matter whether you destroy it or not."

True Man Qingao raised his head and sneered, "Of course, she doesn't have the ability to fill the blood pool and open the door to the Holy Land. I have already seen a little bit of the fate of Cangnanyi, but before the battle, I divined for this battle and found that the hexagram of Kunlun has changed, and a strange fate has branched out from the countless chaos. And this time, the change in the hexagram began when the existence of "a drop of blood" appeared in the mountain."

Divination based on the Yi Xiang (Book of Changes) is not only about the changes of yin and yang of heaven and earth and the four seasons, it is also related to the state of mind of the diviner.

Although the mysterious force called "One Drop of Blood" lurking in the mountains cleaned up the situation very thoroughly and did not leave any unnecessary tails.

But Qingao had been operating in the mountains for many years, and so many of his True Immortal Sect disciples had died for no reason, it was impossible for him to be unaware of it.

And this battle situation that was originally almost certain to kill Kunlun Jingxu, due to the appearance of that "one drop of blood", the immediate hexagram changed, which naturally meant that... Cangnanyi's current calamity was also closely related to that "one drop of blood".

The witch frowned and asked, "'A drop of blood'? What is that? Can it disrupt your plan?"

Qing Ao had a mysterious smile on his lips, his eyes were still as cold as ice: "Not only did it disrupt my plan, but what's more interesting is that this 'drop of blood' is all from the demon clan."

The witch Nayin opened her eyes wide: "Demon tribe? Could it be that the woman secretly cultivated another force in the mountains?"

After all, for Kunlun Jingxu, Junhuang Chenghuang is like a cuckoo in the magpie's nest, and the Zhenxian Sect he founded is growing stronger and stronger, and there are signs of backlash.

As a king, you need to understand the art of checks and balances.

For that omnipotent woman, it is not a difficult task to secretly cultivate a powerful army that belongs to her.

Qing Ao said calmly: "It doesn't matter who cultivated this force. Judging from my deduction of the battle situation, although the individual monsters are so powerful, their body movements are strange and their strength is extraordinary, but these elite monster troops do not have an advantage in numbers."

But even if he knew it, even if he was not at an advantage, he would not allow any accidents to happen.

The wind blew against her clothes, as cold as water. The female official Qingxuan stood on the high wall in a light official robe. Her dignified figure was like a bright snow lily in the cold wind and snow.

Above the sky of Kunlun Mountain where there was a constant stream of wind and snow, the three scorching suns in the east and the three cold moons in the west were all obscured and swallowed by the thick gray clouds as the dark clouds swirled in the sky. The beacon tower where she stood flickered in this world. The entire Kunlun Mountains, wherever the True Immortal Sect had conquered, seemed to be caught in an endless tide of darkness. The strong wind made her clothes flutter.

Looking down from the beacon tower, the rising light was like continuous waves, dispersing the black tide coming from all directions, like clusters of green fireworks rising in the long night.

The army was approaching, and when the female official Qingxuan raised her hand, a three-meter-long thick white jade platform appeared out of thin air in front of them.

She placed her palm on the table top engraved with thousands of ancient spiritual patterns.

At the same time, the entire body of the female official Qingxuan was covered with a hazy spiritual light. As her light robe swayed, the hazy floating spiritual light seemed to reveal a cold soul fragrance like frost and snow. The spiritual breath flowed through her palm like a sacrifice and sank into the stone platform.

The cold wind blew fiercely, and those blue fireworks turned into a tall, thick ice wall in an instant. In an instant, the terrifying cold current from that realm, carrying the visible white cold fog, flowed towards the invisible darkness. As the terrifying cold current swept through, the thick snow in the mountains was once again covered with piles of sharp ice crystals.

When the troops hidden in the black tide were swept by the cold wind and snow that swirled in a chaotic form, golden runes suddenly burned on the black armor on their bodies, but they were extinguished in an instant and were frozen into ice sculptures.

Witch Nayin couldn't help but reveal a trace of shock in her eyes, and said, "Is there such a magical object hidden in Kunlun Mountain?"

Qing Ao glanced at the Qingxuan female official on the beacon tower and said, "I never thought that the Taoist weapon 'Jiuzhou' would be hidden on the beacon tower in the Kunlun Holy Land.

That's right... After all, it's a forbidden place, so there must be some unknown gatekeeping methods hidden."

The witch Na Yin watched as the army in the mountains, under the command of Master Qingao, continued to fear no life or death, and rushed towards the huge, towering and heavy ice wall like a mad dog.

The armored cavalry summoned by the sacrificial flag trampled the corpses of the troops in front of them that were frozen into ice sculptures. The corpse fragments and frost dust were all over the ground, and the whole earth was rumbling.

The fierce cold current and frost tide continued to move forward, as if a giant frost dragon was breathing down the earth in the sky from an invisible plane.

The figures of the True Immortal Sect soldiers riding on thick iron-armored beasts galloping across the battlefield became slow in the thick frost-white world of the mountains.

Under the fierce wind and frost, it seemed that everyone had difficulty walking and time slowed down infinitely.

The army, carrying the aura of the black tide, advanced one step deep and one step shallow, and the frost on their bodies became deeper and deeper.

Before they touched the huge and thick ice wall that rose straight into the clouds, the mounts summoned from the sacrificial flag were not directly frozen into frost and snow ice sculptures and lost their ability to move, but the True Immortal Sect disciples on the backs of the beasts were already stiff, cold and covered with thick frost and had already died.

In the blink of an eye, under Qing Ao's command, thousands of disciples were turned into ice sculptures before they even touched the Kunlun Holy Land's formation. Under the running of the iron beast, their icy and brittle bodies cracked and shattered, collapsing into dust and frost particles and dissipating in the wind.

The iron beast army was moving slowly forward in the wind and snow, and the snow piling up in front of them was getting thicker and thicker. It was becoming increasingly difficult for them to move forward, and finally they seemed like dying creatures lost in the snowy territory, and finally they came to a complete standstill. The wind and snow whistled past, and on their hard and sharp armor they sounded the mournful and tragic sound of a war song.

The witch looked at the silver and saw that in just a short time of an incense stick, thousands of people had died on this battlefield of complete icy hell.

And the undercurrent continued to surge forward from all directions into the vast frosty white world, as if it had no idea what life and death were.

Her face was pale. Even though she was cruel, she couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine when she saw this scene. She couldn't help but look at Qing Ao, who had an indifferent and calm face, and said in a deep voice: "The True Immortal Sect is not like those demon immortals in the mountains who are controlled by you with the Purple Demon Gu. They are immortals with their own independent thoughts. How could they make such a fearless sacrifice for such a war?"

Based on her previous understanding of the True Immortal Sect, the disciples of this sect have never been moral people, and they do not possess any fearless spirit of dedication and sacrifice.

And at this moment, there are thousands and tens of thousands of people rushing to their deaths.

In response to her fear and confusion, Qing Ao just chuckled and said, "Lord Nayin seems to have forgotten that I was the most 'loyal' believer of the True Ancestor Evil God a long time ago. The power of the evil god that I possess is invisible and indescribable, and can easily see through people's desires.

The deepest desire in one's heart is known to me, so naturally it can be used by me like a rag that I have squeezed dry until there is not a drop of water left. The True Immortal Sect... is just a place where desires gather, and it is also like this."

After he finished speaking, he smiled slightly and looked at the witch holding the silver meaningfully.

But he didn't say anything more.

But even though she didn't say anything, the witch Na Yin was seen through completely inside and out at this moment.

She only felt an indescribable chill running down her spine again.

Even had a very terrifying idea.

I am now in this place, next to him.

She thought she had hidden her intentions very well, and acted according to her own will, but in fact...

But somehow, she had already been in his hands, being guided by him, walking step by step on the path he had designated?

Terrible doubts grew wildly in her heart, and at this moment the witch Na Yin even had the urge to drop everything and turn around and leave.

Reason forced her to suppress the impulsive thoughts brought by fear in her heart. She calmed herself down, looked at the large number of dead soldiers on the battlefield, and whispered: "The human wave tactic is useless. This is a meaningless suicide. If Qingxuan on the beacon tower is not resolved, no matter how many soldiers you send in, it will be a fearless sacrifice."

Qing Ao looked at her with surprise and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that Lord Nayin would cherish life so much. This is a soldier I raised myself, and I don't feel sorry for him. It's a bit unnecessary for Lord Nayin to feel so sorry for him."

The witch took Yin and said coldly: "I am worried that all your people will die, and this war will naturally end."

Qing Ao chuckled and looked into the distance with a cold look in his eyes: "In that case, Lord Nayin can rest assured. Although I don't care about the lives of those under my command, I have always chosen not to waste my own possessions. After all, as someone who has been with the evil god, I understand the 'value' of life the best."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were full of sarcasm, his sharp eyes like an eagle reflected the figure in white robes on the high platform: "In fact, what Lord Na Yin said is wrong. To deal with a demon fairy who is constantly consuming his soul power, the human wave tactic is the most effective."

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