Chapter 1591 Farewell to the Lady

another long, dark blue rope in his hand, continuously striking it into the air, trying to trip up the snow domain deer's legs. A faint gust of wind howled on the dark blue rope, giving the feeling th...Familiar with the Grand Canyon, this familiar glacial land, where too much blood has been shed. The entrance to the ice cave is still blowing with icy winds, which chills people to the bone.

“Lu Xiaoyou, you shouldn’t come to this place.” At this time at the entrance of the ice cave, a pale golden skeleton was wrapped in a wide gold robe, standing with his hands bound. Its empty eye sockets stared at Lu Xiaotian.

"Could it be that we must wait until everything is decided, allowing the Purple Crocodile Ghost King to hold a blade to my throat and await death" Lu Xiaoteng said calmly. "The one who can open the Four Heavens Gates isn't just the Purple Crocodile Ghost King, so why must you tie yourself to him like this"

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Lu Xia Tian hadn't expected Luo Zhong Ting to be waiting for him here.

"If you're not tied to him, why can't you walk a different path When it comes to the Ghost Origin Gate, I still believe in Purple Crocodile Ghost King. Of course, from a combat perspective, you don't have much chance of winning. Plus, you practiced that kind of technique, your future achievements will be average at best, the more brilliant you are, the faster you'll die." Luo Zhongting didn't care.

"Well then, there's nothing more to be said." Lu XiaTian's eyes turned cold. However, he was puzzled by Luo ZhongTing's words. What kind of cultivation had he achieved that made this old monster so pessimistic And yet, the old monster refused to say outright, as if bound by some constraint.

But now is not the time to think about these messy things. Lu Xiaotian sensed a movement, and one giant after another emerged.

As the hand was about to strike, a cold and piercing aura swept through the wind, charging straight towards Lu Zhongting.

“Wind and snow enchantress, it’s you again. Could it be that you’re planning to change your allegiance” Luo Zhongting’s voice carried a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Before, I had no other choice, so Purple Crocodile Ghost King's plan naturally convinced me. Now that there is another option, I am not so optimistic about that ghost cultivator anymore. You are a ghost, and I am a demon. Compared to this, I still think the current human race is gaining the upper hand, which aligns better with my interests." A calm voice echoed in the wind and snow.

"Since that's the case, I failed to witness your prowess last time. This time, I shall see for myself." Luo Zhongting's voice trailed off slightly, his figure flickering as a faint golden afterimage lingered in the air before he vanished into the swirling snowstorm.

Such a fast speed. Lü Xiaoteng only saw a flower in front of his eyes, and Xiang Haxin's face was also greatly shocked.

"Compared to the Purple Crocodile Demon King, how strong is Luo Zhongting's power now" Lu Xia Tian asked, seeing the shocked expression on Xiang Huxin's face.

"I'm not sure, but at least he is above me. Even the Purple Crocodile Ghost King would find it difficult to deal with Luo Zhongting." Xiang Huaxin replied truthfully.

Since the Purple Crocodile Ghost King wants to deal with Luo Zhongting, it's not easy. Luo Zhongting is willing to mix things up with the Purple Crocodile Ghost King, perhaps there are other deeper reasons.

Lu Xia Tian was in deep thought when the swirling snow and wind suddenly contracted, transforming into a massive snowflake rotating in mid-air. A woman with eyebrows that reached her temples, slightly red eye shadow, and a white gold high-necked robe appeared. She resembled an enchanting demon queen of unparalleled elegance.

But when Lü Xiaotiān saw this so-called Fengxue Yōujī, his face was pale with astonishment.

“Oriental, what’s wrong Do you know this demonic cultivator” From the moment the Snowstorm Demoness first appeared, Xiang Qingcheng had felt something was off. After all, it was unlikely that someone would help Lu Xiaoteng for no reason. When this woman appeared again, Xiang Qingcheng couldn't help but be amazed.

"I don't know either." Lu Xia Tian shook his head. This woman was exactly like Dongfang Yi who had disappeared years ago, but Dongfang Yi back then was a human cultivator, while the aura emanating from this woman was indistinguishable from that of a demon clan. Human cultivators who practiced demonic arts and ghost cultivation techniques to a high level were no different from demons and ghosts. However, a demon's physique was innate. Because the spiritual energy required for demon clan cultivation was similar to that of humans in essence, there wasn't a fundamental difference.

If they were strangers, why would they help him repeatedly

The Fengxue Yaoji spoken of by Luo Zhongting right before my eyes, must be Dongfang Yi without a doubt. As for why she became a demon, there must be an extraordinarily convoluted story behind it. Not only did she become a demon, but her cultivation reached the astonishing level of transforming into a god. She truly is silent until there's a need to roar, and then she makes a shockingly loud noise.

At this time, Luo Zhongting struck one after another, the air filled with the afterimages left by Luo Zhongting's direct unarmed attacks. Dongfang Yi just stretched out his finger and fired a series of snowflakes. They seemed thin and flimsy, yet they seemed to have an extremely strong adhesive force, sticking to those afterimages. In the blink of an eye, the afterimages of the faint golden skeletons in the air had already reached hundreds, showing how fast Luo Zhongting was.

"The Purple Crocodile Ghost King has already entered the Ice Cave. If we are late, the Dragon's Core will surely belong to the Purple Crocodile Ghost King." Dongfang Yi resisted Luo Zhongting while directly transmitting a voice to Lu Xiaoteng.

“Then, the Naluo Courtyard is entrusted to you.” Lu Xia Tian nodded, without further ado, he directly led Xiang Huaxin and Xiang Qingcheng into the ice cave.

This wasn't the first time he'd been to this ice cave, and with Xiang Xin, a Nascent Soul ancestor, leading the way, finding the Snowfield Demon Deer's nest was child's play. The inside of the ice cave remained as frigid as ever. However, Lu Xia Tian, whose body had been frozen by the power of Xuan Bing, no longer cared much for the cold. Xiang Qing Cheng, on the other hand, was still affected. Lu Xia Tian directly grabbed Xiang Qing Cheng's arm, and a surge of blood energy spread across her body, blocking the chill from reaching her skin.

Xiang Qingcheng's lips curled up, enjoying this feeling of being taken care of.

One with a heart of ice can open the path, and three people in the channel of the ice cave can travel extremely fast.

In the distance, a strong metallic scent wafted over, followed by a heart-wrenching shriek.

“A defeated general, bringing two young Nascent Soul cultivators with him, I wonder if you've come to save the day or to hasten your deaths!”

The Purple Crocodile Ghost King's deep-set eyes held a hint of sarcasm as they swept over Xiang Huaxin and the others. At this moment, within the spacious nest of the Snow Region Spirit Deer, the Purple Crocodile Ghost King covered them with one hand, his gigantic ghost claw already gripping the antlers of the Snow Region Spirit Deer. The other giant hand had already plunged into the chest of the Snow Region Spirit Deer.

At this time, Lu Xia Tian and the others arrived. The Purple Crocodile Ghost King sneered, then plunged his hand into the Snow Domain Demon Stag's body once more. Suddenly, he pulled out a ball of blinding white light. Inside, a phantom resembling both a dragon and a deer, the Dragon Yuan, was directly extracted by the Purple Crocodile Ghost King.

Lu Xia Tian was also seeing a Nascent Soul demon beast being killed in such a humiliating manner for the first time. The shock in his heart was needless to say, and in those eyes of the Snowfield Demon Deer, there were nothing but humiliation and unwillingness.

The Purple Croc Demon King simply snatched the Dragon Core with a flick of his hand. A ball of ghostly fire surged out, about to obliterate the Snow Region Demon Stag completely. Just then, snow raged, winds howled, and lightning danced. The three-element giant - Ice, Wind, and Thunder - stood in a line, each wielding their blade with unmatched skill. The power of each giant was insignificant to a powerful being like the Purple Croc Demon King. Yet, the combined might of the three-element giants increased exponentially with every simultaneous attack.

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