Fairyland Sunshine

Chapter 113: In the Snowstorm, the Magical Power is Great and the Killing Power is High in a Small Space
In Cangzhu Mountain.

In a flash, changes happened one after another.

The Hengxing Hunhai boat broke through the Cangzhu Mountain formation and crashed into the main peak. The bow of the ship was actually embedded in the mountain wall, and countless pieces of debris rolled down.

However, before the bandits could file out to enjoy the feast of burning and killing, they saw a divine light piercing through the sky. In an instant, there was a howling wind, heavy snow fell like a mat, and the sky and the earth were covered with a silver-white color. Even on the Hengxing Hunhai boat, solid ice condensed.

"What is this...?" Someone looked up at the scene, his expression slightly changed: "Changing the celestial phenomena, is this a method of refining the inner energy?"

If a cultivator can condense his evil spirit and refine his might, his every move will have immense power. Some cultivators with powerful evil spirits can even stir up changes in the celestial phenomena with their magic power alone. This is also a major mark of a cultivator who is refining his mighty power.

"Are there any cultivators practicing the refining arts in Cangzhu Mountain?"

The so-called bandits are arrogant when bullying the weak, but in front of the strong, they are no different from a mob. Seeing this situation, some people immediately became distracted.

However, there were some calm people among the bandits. Deng Zheng walked to the edge of the deck with his hands behind his back, looked at the snow in the mountains, and sneered, "Where did this cultivator come from?"

"Dai Zhiling? Commander Kou has fought him before. He is very powerful, but his magic has nothing to do with driving the wind and snow."

"It seems that this person is really dead and disappeared. Dai Shi can only come up with this kind of trick to bluff people."

Among the bandits there was one who was born with six fingers, so he was called the Six-Fingered Taoist. He was the leader of the bandits except Deng Zheng, and also the person with the highest cultivation level present.

This person was not a casual cultivator, he had learned orthodox Taoism. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Brother Deng is right. Changing the celestial phenomena with the help of formations, treasures, altars... is possible. It should not be a refining method."

"So, it's just a trick." Someone else said sinisterly, "You scared me, I'll have to kill ten more people to make me feel better—"

Before he finished speaking, Deng Zheng's expression suddenly changed. He took a few steps back. A ray of ice hit the place where he was standing with a whoosh sound. The crystal ice shattered and scattered, leaving a small pothole on the deck.

Deng Zheng's eyes narrowed. The deck of the Hengxing Hunhai Boat could not be cut even by a flying sword, but it was actually dented by these ice crystals?

"What on earth is that?" He subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the direction it came from, and he couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body.

The next moment, countless ice crystals appeared in the snow! These ice crystals were three feet long, with sharp edges and corners, like feathers and swords. They broke through the snow and rain, and shot down towards the Hengxing Hunhai Boat!

Deng Zheng's heart was shaking wildly, and he shouted quickly: "Hurry up and resist!"

In fact, everyone had experienced fighting before, so they didn't need his reminder and reacted quickly. In an instant, they saw colorful lights flashing, and all kinds of spells and magic weapons were directed at the ice crystals. Especially the Six-Fingered Taoist, he flicked his sleeves, and a ribbon-like cloud rolled out.

Deng Zheng knew that this was his unique magic, which was most effective against all kinds of sharp and blunt attacks. He felt relieved and used his magic power to step heavily on the deck.

Click, click...

The sound of ice breaking could be heard everywhere on the Hengxing Hunhai boat, and the iron armor on the hull actually "grew" out, as if to wrap up the entire hull.

This Hengxing Hunhai Boat is a Tiangang magic weapon. It can change into hardness or softness, and size as desired. The material has been refined to be indestructible. As long as the iron armor is completely covered, everyone will be invincible.

However, to Deng Zheng's surprise, in the short time that the Hengxing Hunhai Boat was transformed, there were continuous explosions in the air, and the magic spells and the light of magic weapons were extinguished one by one like candles blown by a strong wind.

The bandits, all of whom had reached the level of Condensed Evil Spirits, used various methods, but they were unable to resist for even a moment. The cloud of gas released by the Taoist Six Fingers was more like a real silk ribbon, which was torn into pieces as soon as it came into contact with the ice crystals!

Everyone's faces changed color. Some cast spells, some used magical weapons to resist, and some dodged... but it was all in vain under the overwhelming force of ice crystals. In an instant, several people were pierced by the ice crystals.

The next moment, the ship's armor closed with a loud bang. Deng Zheng looked around and saw that everyone was pale. Six or seven people had their bodies pierced by ice crystals and had collapsed to the ground.

Some were howling in agony, with a thin layer of frost forming on their hair, beards and skin. It was obvious that they were not only seriously injured, but also suffering from the cold. Some were already stiff all over, lying straight on the ground, obviously no longer alive.

Deng Zheng's face shuddered. If he hadn't reacted quickly and if he hadn't weakened the enemy's offensive to a certain extent after a round of resistance, the falling ice crystals would not have been as dense as before. I'm afraid everyone would have been wiped out in just a moment.

He was terrified and furious, and shouted, "Six Fingers! Is this the Cangzhu Mountain where you found out that it is at the mercy of others?"

"Brother Deng, this change is totally unexpected." The Taoist Six Fingers looked grim: "All the victims here are my brothers. Is this what I want?"

Deng Zheng wanted to speak, but then someone else said, "Brother Deng, Liuzhi is right. Now is not the time to argue. It would be better for us to retreat first and protect the rest of us."

Six-Fingered Taoist felt a slight gloom in his heart. Except for Deng Zheng, who was the helper he invited, the rest of the people had originally followed him as the leader. Now they were calling him by his name, which clearly showed their dissatisfaction with him.

But now is not the time to be entangled. The Six-Fingered Taoist could only suppress his distracting thoughts and said in a deep voice: "Yes, the most urgent thing is to get out of here first, and then go back to the alliance to recruit helpers."

"Hmph." Deng Zheng calmed down and started to make hand gestures without saying a word. Everyone soon noticed that the ship was shaking slightly, as if it was breaking away from the mountain wall. Immediately, some people showed a look of relief on their faces.

"Fortunately, we have Brother Deng on this trip. He invited Commander Kou to bring the Hengxing Hunhai Boat. Otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, the ship suddenly shook violently. Everyone looked at each other and then at Deng Zheng. Seeing his expression change drastically, their hearts tightened and they hurriedly asked, "Brother Deng, what's wrong?"

Deng Zheng had no time to answer as cold sweat was already dripping down his forehead.

He tried his best to find out the situation outside through the restriction of Hengxing Hunhaizhou, but he only saw a towering shadow like a giant, looming in the wind and snow. Only a huge black ice hand was clearly visible, but it was holding Hengxing Hunhaizhou tightly in its palm.

"What is this thing?" Deng Zheng frantically activated the restriction, trying to free the Hengxing Hunhai Boat from its restraints, but no matter how hard he tried, the boat didn't move at all.

Not only that, there is also boundless cold air that is madly attacking the Hengxing Hunhai Boat, which may break through the ban and penetrate into the protection of the hull at any time.

Deng Zheng couldn't help but feel a sense of despair: "It's over..."

The Six-Fingered Taoist was furious, and he grabbed Deng Zheng fiercely, shouting, "What happened?"

Before Deng Zheng could answer, the Six-Finger Taoist's expression changed slightly. He looked up and saw that thick ice had condensed on the iron wall of the Hengxing Hunhai Boat.

The Taoist Six Fingers felt a chill all over his body. Looking back, he saw that his injured accomplice's face had begun to turn blue and purple, and his face couldn't help but shudder.

"Deng Zheng, the Hengxing Hunhaizhou can no longer escape, right or wrong?"

Deng Zheng didn't know why, but he felt that the tone of the Six-Fingered Taoist was even colder than the cold air. He subconsciously responded with a "yes". Then he saw the Six-Fingered Taoist grit his teeth and said grimly, "Then open the Hengxing Hunhai Boat, and everyone will flee according to their abilities."

"What?" Deng Zheng's eyes lit up slightly, but someone beside him changed his expression and said, "Six Fingers, if you do this, the injured ones will die?" The Taoist Six Fingers said coldly, "You still have time to care about other people's lives?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the injured people's faces suddenly changed. Some of them wanted to resist immediately, but they saw the six-fingered Taoist looking at them coldly, and a little cold light was already flashing on his fingertips.

"Don't move rashly." The six-fingered Taoist said coldly: "If you flee in all directions, you still have a chance, but if I take action, you will be dead for sure."

Seeing that the injured person had been intimidated, the Six-Fingered Taoist looked around grimly. All the bandits had lost their consciences. Seeing this, they all acquiesced. He sneered and shouted, "Deng Zheng!"

"Okay!" Deng Zheng laughed and said slowly, "Six Fingers, no wonder Commander Kou said you are a heroic figure..."

Before he finished speaking, there were sudden crackling sounds from all directions, and four holes suddenly appeared on both sides of the ship. Deng Zheng swayed his body and went towards one of the holes.

"What?" While some people were stunned, someone else had already reacted. This person was just persuading Liuzhi not to abandon his companions, but at this moment, in just a moment, he turned into a murderous aura and rushed out. It turned out that he had already prepared a spell, and he was even faster than Deng Zheng, and rushed out of the Hengxing Hunhai boat.

"Damn it." Everyone's faces changed and they all used their own methods. Even the injured people were competing to take the lead. In just a moment, the Hengxing Hunhai boat was empty, and only the Six-Fingered Taoist was left.

The Six-Fingered Taoist stood quietly in the distance. Hearing the wailing coming from the howling wind and snow, a slight sneer appeared on his face.

He opened his six-fingered palm and took the storage bags containing several corpses in the boat. Then he shook his body and flew out of the cave. He did not dare to stop at all and crashed into the mountain wall. A yellow light flashed on his body and he sank into it without a trace!

It turns out that the Six-Fingered Taoist actually has the skill of earth escape!
He hid into the mountain wall, and suddenly made up his mind. He cursed them inwardly as a bunch of idiots, and wanted to escape along the earth veins. However, when he let go of his senses to find the direction, he felt that the earth veins were all rushing towards one place, which not only greatly affected his sense of direction, but also made his earth escape technique difficult.

"What is this...?" The Six-Fingered Taoist was not a casual cultivator, so he immediately realized something: "Altar Method?"

The expression of Six-Fingered Taoist kept changing. He was in a dilemma. It was extremely difficult for him to perform earth escape with the surge of inspiration, and it was difficult for him to tell the direction. Whether he ran out of magic power and was caught, or accidentally broke into the even more dangerous depths underground, it was obviously not what he wanted to see.

He looked towards the place where the inspiration was surging, and seemed to see the altar through the rocks, soil and mud.

At this moment, there seemed to be only two choices left in front of him. One was to give up the earth escape, return the original way, and try to break through the wind and snow to gain a chance of survival. The other was to follow the inspiration... and go straight to the altar.

The Six-Finger Taoist had an expression on his face that seemed like laughing and crying, but it eventually turned into ferocity.

"To be able to mobilize such a huge amount of spiritual energy, it must be a magic passed down by a Taoist sect. This person must have very advanced skills."

"But his cultivation must not be high! Otherwise, why would he need to use the altar to deal with us? Moreover, using such a method must have consumed a lot of mana..."

"You can be killed." He moved his body, and following the surge of inspiration, he performed the earth escape technique. He suddenly felt relaxed and went towards the altar like a swimming fish.

Taoist Liuzhi knew very well that the person sitting on the altar was very sensitive to the flow of spiritual ideas, and he was afraid that he would be noticed before he even got close. So he no longer had the intention to hide, but instead focused on practicing magic, preparing himself for a sudden attack.

"Right now!"

The Six-Fingered Taoist suddenly broke out of the ground with a ruthless heart, and swept around with his eyes like an eagle. He saw a six-meter-high altar in front of him, and in front of the altar there was a woman who looked like Youtan guarding it.

“There is actually a guardian?” The Six-Fingered Taoist felt a chill in his heart, and then he saw the woman raise her hand, and a golden flower shone brightly and hit him on the head.

The Six-Fingered Taoist had no choice but to flicker a ray of cold light from his fingertips, like a bolt of lightning striking the golden flower.

!

When the two collided, a sound of gold and jade clashing was heard out of nowhere, and the Six-Fingered Taoist's body was suddenly shaken.

In just this brief fight, he was slightly injured, but he was not surprised but happy: "It's just that Xuan Guang's cultivation is so powerful, it's just that his magic weapon is so powerful!"

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he did not retreat but moved closer. He slightly extended his six fingers and was about to cast a spell on the woman. Unexpectedly, the woman failed to hit him and turned around and went onto the altar.

The Six-Fingered Taoist suddenly thought and shouted inwardly, "That's exactly what I want." He chased the woman straight up to the third floor, and saw that there was a Taoist in white clothes on the altar. When he caught up with the altar, he had already formed a seal with one hand, and lightly exhaled from his mouth, and a blazing fire condensed into a golden line, shooting straight towards him.

"What a powerful fire magic." Before the golden thread arrived, the Six-Fingered Taoist already felt as if his whole body was burning. While secretly frightened, his eyes fell on the Taoist's face, and his fingertips could not help but move.

"Ha." Seeing that the Taoist had a pale face and a weak aura, the Six-Fingered Taoist knew that this person's magic power was indeed greatly depleted, and this attack was already the last gasp of a spent force.

However, he also saw that a golden flower had condensed in the woman's hand. His heart suddenly tightened when he thought that the floating golden flower had a power as heavy as a mountain.

The Six-Fingered Taoist took a deep breath, and the world slowed down in his eyes. He picked up a bit of cold light and shot it out, actually choosing to block the golden flower, allowing the golden thread to hit his body.

Bang!

The golden thread pierced through, and flames ignited from the body of the Six-Fingered Taoist, instantly engulfing him, but the shadow shrank rapidly until it was the size of a finger and was burned to ashes.

In a flash, the Six-Fingered Taoist appeared again. The extra little finger had disappeared and turned into a bloody wound, but his figure had already approached the Taoist.

"Die!" The six-fingered Taoist's fierce shout stopped in his throat, but his pupils shrank sharply.

In his eyes, the Taoist suddenly lost his human form. He moved slightly without any fluctuation of magic power, but left an afterimage in the air. His movement was like a real dragon leaping out, and his fist was like the sea pouring down and hitting him hard.

The Six-Fingered Taoist's body flashed with spiritual light, and the last bit of defense was pierced through by a single punch. A huge force landed on his body, almost smashing it to pieces, and blood gushed out of his seven orifices like a spring.

……

Xu Heng slowly released his fist, watching the Taoist who had suddenly attacked him collapse limply. He shook his sleeves lightly, and the Mingwo sword fell into his palm and he swung it.

The head of the Six-Fingered Taoist rolled out, staining the altar with blood.

Ling Junzi's eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly. He asked foolishly, "Brother, are you a demon in disguise?"

Xu Heng couldn't help but smile, and for a moment he didn't know how to explain it to this junior sister.

He is certainly not a monster in disguise, but you must know that after he took the Dragon Power Grass, he not only gained the ability to summon wind and snow and control the cold, but his body was already almost the same as that of a dragon.

In this small space, Xu Heng's power may be more lethal than magic. He really doesn't know how this Six-Fingered Taoist dared to attack the altar?
(End of this chapter)