Mortal: I have the body of five thunders, and I marry Chen Qiaoqian!

The moment the yin and yang energies converged, golden talismans suddenly appeared on the servant's armor - it turned out to be an ancient guardian restriction that awakened on its own when faced with extreme cold.

In the depths of the cave, a roaring sound suddenly arose, and the phantom of the Qilin that had been hidden in the darkness seemed to be awakened by some mysterious power and reappeared before the eyes.

The Fire Crow's body suddenly grew in size due to swallowing a large amount of the black jade cold air. As its wings stretched out, it magically condensed into wings of ice and fire, creating an extraordinary appearance.

The green-shirted man's eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils shrank slightly, and the Xutian Ding flew out from his sleeve in response.

The tadpole inscription on the body of the tripod flickered faintly, creating a wonderful resonance with the Qilin phantom.

"So that's how it is!" The man in green stared at the "Xuanming Weapon Refining Manual" that appeared in the cauldron and laughed suddenly. His laughter echoed in the cave.

The chaotic energy in the cauldron surged, carrying with it the essence of the black jade. As if it had life, it independently transformed into the method of quenching ice soul.

If this magical method can be successfully performed, the power of the Taiyin True Fire can be increased by more than 30%, and its power should not be underestimated.

When everything was ready, the man in green swung his sword into the air, and a crack in the void opened up.

Before leaving, he looked back at the cold cave, flicked his fingertips, and shot out nine sword seals, sealing the entrance tightly.

Although there are less than 30% of the black jade left here, it contains the secret of combining ice and fire. Leaving it for someone with destiny is also a chance of cause and effect.

The light of escape shuttled between the earth veins, and the black jade in the arms suddenly made a resonant sound.

The Green Shirted Guest looked inward with his spiritual consciousness and discovered that at the core of the largest piece of chalcedony, there was actually a "Mysterious Ice Soul Essence" the size of a grain of rice quietly nurturing.

This item is extremely rare and is the core material for refining ice-type magical treasures. It is truly a treasure that is hard to come by in a million years.

"The old man Hanli is guarding the treasure mountain in vain..."

The man in green shook his head slightly, chuckled, and with a wave of his sleeves, seventy-two Ice Soul Flying Swords whizzed out.

The sword formation moved across the land, absorbing all the cold energy from the earth's veins. This was all to accumulate a deep foundation for the upcoming equipment refining project.

On the dome of the ice cave, the red-feathered spirit bird leisurely stretched out its wings, and the ice-blue halo flowing around its body had expanded several times compared to before.

The phantom of the Qilin that originally enveloped it had long since been shattered by the impact of time and power.

Only a little remaining white mist still lingered around it.

The cold jade talisman engraved with mysterious runes was now being held deftly in the beak of the spiritual bird.

It is as if a child is casually playing with the jade in his hand, showing his playfulness.

The green-robed monk raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly, then slowly raised his hand and waved.

In an instant, the cold jade talisman seemed to have a spirit and broke free from the control of the spirit bird, turning into a dazzling stream of light and falling directly into the palm of the cultivator.

As the support of the talisman disappeared, the remaining white mist suddenly lost its support and was about to dissipate into nothingness.

However, at this critical moment when the mist was about to disappear, the red-feathered spirit bird suddenly spewed out icy flames, and the fierce icy flames swallowed up all the remaining white mist.

"Chirp—"

The spiritual bird let out a clear cry, and frost crystal patterns gradually appeared on its feathers.

The monk slightly sideways his gaze, staring at the spirit pet on his shoulder, a hint of surprise quietly passing through his eyes.

He secretly marveled in amazement that the spirituality contained in the Taiyin Ice Flame was comparable to that of a spiritual beast that had practiced for a hundred years. It was truly extraordinary.

He just flipped his palm and caught a ray of cold black jade air.

The ice mist that was originally wrapped by the purple fire was no longer as solid as before, but turned into ordinary frost, flowing slowly.

The monk gently stroked the cold jade talisman in his hand, and his spiritual consciousness slowly probed into it.

On the talisman, the ancient and mysterious ancient ice pattern actually resonated with the Taiyin True Fire in the body.

The amazing thing is that in this void, the image of the remaining scroll of "Xuanbing Taoist Canon" can be faintly projected.

It turns out that this talisman is not just an ordinary key to open the ban, but also a precious item that carries the ancient ice magical power heritage, containing endless mysteries and power.

The monk sighed slightly and thought:

"I underestimated the profound background of old man Hanli."

After saying this, his face turned cold and he carefully put away the talisman in his hand and put it into the Qiankun bag.

Then, he slowly raised his head and looked deeply at the faint crack on the dome.

A green rainbow passed through the void, and Chen Yun, along with the silver-armored puppet and the red-flame spirit bird, escaped from the rift and landed in the center of the altar in an instant.

The Qianlan Ding in his sleeve turned into flowing light and sank into his sleeve. Amidst the roaring sound from behind, the entrance to the Xuanyu Cave closed quietly.

Looking around, the temple made of ice crystals was as silent as before, with only the icicles standing in front of the altar emitting a faint blue light.

Chen Yun's eyes swept across the chilling Ice Soul Frost Array and his fingertips lightly tapped the storage bag at his waist.

Seventy-two formation flags appeared in response, turning into streams of light and sinking into the empty space in the northwest corner of the altar.

The dense white mist rose ten feet high, completely obscuring his figure.

As the mist rolled in, the forbidden jade bottle slipped out from his sleeve.

The Hanli Yuanying in the bottle was pulled out by the Soul-Searching Technique, and the phantom disintegrated bit by bit under the soul-searching technique.

An hour later, the white mist suddenly dissipated, revealing a figure in green sitting cross-legged.

The jade bottle was hanging beside him, and his Nascent Soul had turned into star points and dissipated.

"The Sun's Essence Fire is in the Immortal Burial Ruins"

Chen Yun frowned, and the shadow of the star map on his palm flickered. "Three times in and one out of the Void Spirit Hall, this old monster really has a back-up plan."

The blue clouds swept over the remaining formation, and he turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the side hall.

The black ice talisman on the huge bronze door glowed with a cold light, and the fire crow on its shoulder flapped its wings and spit out two clusters of red flames.

Colorful rays of light rose from the surface of the talisman, but the ice layer cracked under the burning of the Taiyin True Fire, and finally turned into ice crystal fragments that fell to the ground.

The moment the palace door opened, nine icy chains dropped from the dome.

Chen Yun lightly drew his sword finger, and the stars in the sky appeared on the puppet's chest armor. The cold air gushing out of the Qianlan Ding collided with the chains and produced ice crystals all over the sky.

The fire crows cried loudly and flew towards the center of the formation. As the red flames passed, the ancient inscriptions on the icicles gradually dimmed.

"break!"

The Qingming Sword Formation rose up in response, and thirty-six sword lights shattered the last formation pattern.

The main door of the Xu Ling Palace burst open, and the light from the outside world poured in, making the ice crystals on the ground look like a galaxy.

The moment Chen Yun stepped out of the palace, the black jade token in his sleeve suddenly became hot.

The star map left behind by Hanli's remnant soul is pointing to the Immortal Burial Ruins deep in the North Abyss.

The man in green shirt tapped his fingers lightly, and several golden rays shot out into the air.

The black ice talisman exploded with a sound, and the crystal chips flew everywhere and turned into powder.

As his sleeves fluttered, a strong gust of wind blew up, and the stone door burst open. He stepped into the door in a flash, and the silver-armored puppet followed him like a shadow.

As soon as you enter the courtyard, you will see a group of ice sculptures of beasts that are a hundred feet square and lined up in a grim formation.

A small white jade path meanders through it, with the scales and claws of ice wolves and frost tigers visible on both sides, and cold mist flowing out of the beasts' mouths.

Chen Yun tapped the stone path with his toes, and when he reached the middle, something strange happened.

The pupils of dozens of ice sculptures glowed bloodshot, and sharp claws condensed from black ice blew towards them in a frosty wind.

"Little tricks."

He flipped his palm and summoned the Scarlet Flame Cauldron, and the Fire Pattern engraved on the body of the cauldron suddenly lit up.

Under the activation of the magic formula, the lid of the cauldron rose into the sky, and a pillar of fire more than ten feet high soared into the sky like a red dragon.

The courtyard instantly turned into a furnace, white mist rose from the ice beast's body, and its movements suddenly became stagnant.

"Go!" The sword pointed blankly, a pillar of fire exploded, and thousands of fire crows flapped their wings and flew out.

These flame essences, which have been tempered by the earth's lung fire veins for thousands of years, melt all the black ice wherever they pass.

The cold breath spewed out by the frost wolf evaporated as soon as it touched the fire feathers, and the frost blades brought up by the ice tiger's claws disappeared invisibly in the heat wave.

In just half a cup of tea, all the ice beasts in the yard turned into snow water.

Chen Yun tapped the cauldron lightly, and the fire crows circled back to their nests. The fire spirit on his shoulder glanced at his kind, still combing his feathers, and his arrogant look seemed to be alive. Passing through the open courtyard door, a teleportation array about a square meter in size came into view. The array pattern flickered, and it actually started to operate on its own.

Chen Yun paused slightly, and the puppet behind him quietly disappeared into the void.

As the white light surged, three slender figures staggered out.

They were actually three female cultivators from Xiaoji Palace. The one in the front, a woman from the Fake Dan Realm, had disheveled hair and her robes were stained with blood.

"The old thief Hanli has been killed."

Chen Yun stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept over the jade pendants on the waists of the three people: "If you know where the Sun Essence Fire is..."

Before she finished her words, the fake female alchemist suddenly crushed the talisman in her sleeve, and icy needles filled the sky like a torrential rain.

The puppet's silver armor suddenly appeared, and as the strong energy vibrated, all the ice crystals rolled back.

The three female cultivators had disheveled hair, the maid surnamed Hua had blood stains on her shoulders, and hideous claw marks were visible on the torn parts of her robes.

Chen Yun's brows twitched slightly, and just as he was about to speak, the teleportation array suddenly burst out with a dazzling green light.

As the fishy wind blew in his face, a horse-faced monster leaped out of the air holding a green phosphorus fork, and his scaly chest heaved violently.

"How dare you, evil beast!" Ripples appeared in the void behind Chen Yun, and the silver-armored puppet pointed his fingers and condensed the sword.

The scarlet sword energy penetrated into the monster from behind, and the monster pill exploded into pieces in its chest.

The monster fell to the ground with a bang before it could finish its roar, and the green phosphorus fork froze into ice the moment it touched the ground.

"Thank you, senior."

Before the fake female alchemist finished her words, the teleportation array was in turmoil again.

A woman in plain robe stepped out from the dark light, the cold jade token hanging around her waist glowing faintly.

Seeing this, the three female cultivators hurried forward and saluted:
"Meet Uncle Yao!"

The woman glanced at the remains of the monster and bowed to Chen Yunshen:
"I am Yao Man, the Patrolman of the Celestial Palace. I once saw you at the Qionghua Banquet three years ago."

She tapped the air with her fingertips, and Elder Hanli's shadow appeared:

"All seventy-two restrictions of the Void Spirit Palace have been broken, and a hundred thousand monsters have emerged from the cracks in the earth veins. I beg you, senior..."

"I'm afraid Fellow Daoist Hanli has no time to care about other things."

The Xuanbingjian in Chen Yun's sleeve flickered, reflecting the star map deep in the underground palace: "It's strange that this monster came here.

"As soon as the voice fell, the floor tiles of the entire hall suddenly cracked, and nine Xuanyin chains broke out of the ground. At the end of the chains was a three-headed, six-armed Shura monster.

The chest armor of the silver-armored puppet lit up with the stars in the sky, and the cold air gushing out of the Qianlan Ding collided with the demonic fire to produce ice crystals all over the sky.

Yao Man took out the Nine Palaces Plate and shouted sternly:

"Quickly form the Three Talents Formation!" The three female cultivators changed their sword techniques simultaneously, and the icy sword energy intertwined into a net, temporarily blocking the surging tide of demons.

Chen Yun put his fingers together and rubbed his forehead, and the Taiyin Fire Crow screamed and swooped down towards the crack in the earth veins.

Wherever the red flames passed, the teleportation array patterns hidden under the floor tiles gradually appeared.

It turned out that someone used the technique of blood sacrifice to forcibly open the passage between the Void Spirit Palace and the Demon Burial Valley.

A green light suddenly lit up, and Chen Yun stepped out of the teleportation array with the silver-armored puppet.

Before he could concentrate, he heard the sound of bones breaking behind him.

The puppet's five fingers pierced into the monster's chest like blades, and the demon pill shattered into crystal powder in the silver-armored palm.

Two Jindan disciples stood in a pool of blood, the magic swords in their hands still humming.

There was a roar like thunder outside the hall, and Chen Yun turned into a green rainbow and broke through the sky.

Under the dome of the side hall, more than a dozen monks were fighting with monsters.

The Ice Soul Sword Formation confronted the Red Scale Demon Armor; cold fog and poisonous miasma intertwined into a web.

He ignored it and rushed straight to the main hall, but saw a black-scaled monster suddenly rise from behind the corridor column, and the poisonous saliva in its mouth condensed into a ghost claw several feet long.

“Noisy.”

The Qianlan Ding in Chen Yun's sleeve trembled slightly, and the cold air from the Nine Netherworld condensed into an ice dragon.

The moment the poisonous claws touched the ice dragon, they froze the knuckles bit by bit.

The puppet rushed forward, with the stars appearing on its silver armor, and its fist, wrapped in lightning and fire, blasted the demon's head into the stone wall.

Before the monster's body fell to the ground, the ice dragon had already chopped it into powder.

The stone gate of the main hall was within reach, and Chen Yun suddenly felt the ground veins trembling under his feet.

Eighteen Panlong pillars lit up with blood-red runes at the same time, the star map on the dome turned upside down, and the Nine Nether Rift appeared.

The Shura Demon King with three heads and six arms shattered the void, and every step he took caused the black ice floor tiles to crack.

“That’s the way it should be.”

Chen Yun put his fingers together and rubbed his forehead, and the Taiyin Fire Crow screamed and flapped its wings.

As the red flames passed, scorch marks appeared on the chest armor of the Shura Demon King.

The stars on the chest armor of the silver-armored puppet suddenly lit up, forming an ice and fire Tai Chi with the cold air gushing out of the Qianlan Ding.

The demon king waved all six of his arms, and seventy-two sword shadows flew out of Chen Yun's sleeves - it was the Qingming Sword Formation that had been tempered for a hundred years.

The sword force was like a waterfall, nailing the demon king to the pillar of the palace.

Chen Yun stepped into the Gangbu Dou position, and a lightning spear about a foot long condensed from his fingertips.

Just as he was about to finish off this beast, he suddenly heard Yao Man shouting from outside the hall: "Senior, be careful! The ground veins have been sacrificed!"

Before he finished speaking, the floor tiles of the entire Xu Ling Hall collapsed.

Nine dark chains emerged from the ground, with a bronze coffin tied to the end.

When the coffin lid was opened, the monstrous evil spirit condensed into a shadow of Xiangliu that was a hundred feet tall.

Chen Yun was too disdainful to get entangled with this untransformed evil beast. With a flick of his robe sleeves, five green rays shot out into the air.

The monster was covered in dark green mist, but it melted away like boiling water poured on snow the moment the sword energy touched it.

Before it could even utter a shrill roar, five bloody holes had exploded in the monster's body, and it fell into the shadow of the corner of the hall, accompanied by a bloody gust of wind.

The other monsters retreated in panic upon seeing this, and the sound of claws and fangs clashing stopped abruptly.

Dozens of pairs of demonic eyes reflected the silhouette of the green-robed monk walking on the sword, and tiny beads of blood seeped out from between his hairs.

This is the instinctive trembling of low-level monsters when facing pressure from higher-ups.

The disciples of Xiaoji Palace took the opportunity to cast the Ice Soul Talisman Array, and the three seventh-level snow wolves were nailed to the black ice pillar with a burst of cold light.

“Noisy.”

Chen Yun flicked his finger and a drop of blood fell from the sword tip, and his body turned into a flowing rainbow that pierced through the palace door.

Outside the corridor, a strong wind carrying a strong smell of blood blew in the face. On the pillars along the way, the remains of several monks were hung, and their dantians were hollowed out by sharp claws.

Three eighth-tier thunder eagles circled and swooped down. The arcs of electricity spewed out by their golden beaks had not yet touched Qingshan before they were shot down by the silver-armored puppet that suddenly appeared in the void.

When the armor-piercing runes engraved on the arrow pierced through the demon pill, lightning lava splashed onto the glazed floor tiles like molten gold.

"It saves me from having to take action."

Chen Yun glanced at the secret compartment on the puppet's waist and saw that there were still nine of the twelve soul-destroying arrows left.

Although these monsters are not of the mainstream, their large number makes them suitable for testing the newly acquired mechanical puppets.

When we reached the corner of the corridor, two powerful evil spirits blocked the way forward like iron gates.

The blue-robed demon cultivator on the left carries a double-edged battle axe on his shoulder, with Taotie patterns on the axe face emitting faint light.

The three-eyed old monster on the right has red skin and white head, and the vertical pupils on his forehead are glowing with soul-stirring blood.

Two Nascent Soul elders were lying at the feet of the two monsters, with blood gushing out of the bowl-sized blood holes on their chests, obviously their Nascent Souls had been removed alive.

"Make way." Chen Yun tapped the ground with his sword sheath, and spider web cracks appeared on the bluestone. (End of this chapter)