"Huh? Ningning and the others are going to challenge Shadow Demon?"

Lin Qian came over upon hearing the news, holding a big white rabbit in his arms: "If I remember correctly, Shadow Demon should be at the level of Yuanying period, right? Can a group of little Jindan like them do it?"

"That little girl seems determined to win."

Tianxianzi leaned on the wooden chair, his eyes moved away from the black mirror, and he didn't know where he was looking at. Speaking of this, he suddenly chuckled: "The battle of Qiongshan... my memory is still fresh."

Lin Qian nodded and raised his eyebrows: "After all, Elder Tianxian was also one of the people who deployed the formation."

At that time, the war was imminent, and the people everywhere in the world were living in misery. In order to subdue the Shadow Demon as quickly as possible, the elders of the major sects set up the Thousand Lights Returning to the Origin Formation in Qiongshan, and assisted with the vertical and horizontal sword energy. The two combined to finally severely injure it.

The place where the Shadow Demon lives is dead and gloomy. In order to prevent the breath from spreading to the human world, the head of Kunshan incorporated the entire Qiongshan into the Mustard Seed Realm and stored it in the Demon Refining Tower. If there is any regret...

Lin Qian turned his eyes to look at the black mirror. In the picture, Ning Ning was leaning against the tall and straight mountain wall, staring at the thoughts left by the soldiers.

The strong thoughts of the deceased can be contained by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the fragments in the memory are projected over and over again. That untouchable phantom is called "thought spirit".

So many warriors died in Qiongshan that their strong mental power remained in the enclosed space of the Demon Refining Tower, unable to dissipate or weaken. Naturally, it formed many phantoms that appeared from time to time in the heavy snow.

Lin Qian's eyes dimmed slightly and she said nothing.

The only regret in the battle of Qiongshan was the ordinary people who sacrificed their lives to help. In the overwhelming demon tide, they could not resist and were almost wiped out.

That memory was too far away, and she thought she would gradually forget it, but now she recalled it vividly.

Both the cultivation world and the orthodox army suffered heavy casualties. The team called "Jiansha" was composed of civilians from all over the place.

There were men and women, butchers, scholars, martial artists and doctors. I heard that there were even several prostitutes who came. They were so tired that they complained all day and night.

At that time, the death energy in Qiongshan was rising rapidly, and they had to be collected into the Demon Refining Tower as soon as possible. The elders were exhausted and didn't even have a chance to collect the bodies of the soldiers.

Lin Qian's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he looked at the picture in the black mirror quietly.

I don't know if they can succeed today...

"Mt. Qiong didn't look like this back then, did it?"

After a long silence, she spoke again: "Mt. Qiong is like jade, and the top of the mountain is the best place to watch the sunset and sunrise."

Ji Yunkai supported his chin with his hand and yawned: "It is inevitable that the evil spirit is rampant."

He spoke absent-mindedly, with a mocking smile from the corner of his mouth: "That ugly thing, the Shadow Demon, can't stand the light itself, so it must make others unable to see it. I remember that it has the ability to swallow the sky and block out the sun. The stronger its fighting spirit, the darker the surroundings will be, and the colder the climate will be. When the fierce battle comes later, the cold will penetrate into the bones... For those kids, it is not good weather."

"I have 100% confidence in Ningning."

Tian Xianzi grinned: "How about we make a bet?"

"No."

Ji Yunkai stuffed a piece of red date candy into his mouth, and raised his crescent-shaped eyebrows: "I'm afraid no one here wants to see her fail."

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Inside the Demon Refining Tower, He Zhizhou shivered as the temperature got lower and lower.

Since agreeing on the battle plan with Ning Ning, Xu Ye and Zhou Zhao have been discussing it for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion:

Although they couldn't figure it out or understand it, according to Ning Ning's serious description, this method seems to be quite useful.

Of course, the premise is that her "serious description" is true.

"Why, are you still looking at the spirits left by those soldiers?"

He Zhizhou saw that she was absorbed in watching, and walked to Ning Ning with some curiosity: "The reason why you are determined to defeat the shadow demon is because of that letter, right?"

Ning Ning put her hands behind her back, leaning against the mountain wall, and frowned because of the biting cold.

"The score of killing it is of course an important factor. We can't be free workers."

She leaned her head against the stone wall and said calmly: "I just think that if those demon-killing soldiers gave up their lives and gave everything, they would end up becoming the things they hate the most..."

"How should I put it."

Ning Ning said: "It makes people feel uncomfortable to be neither immortal nor chivalrous."

He Zhizhou smiled.

It was a rare moment when he was calm. His dark eyes quietly sank, and his handsome eyebrows reflected the color of snow: "The war between immortals and demons was so tragic. There were countless good people who died a miserable death."

Neither of them had ever experienced that time, and could only glimpse some old things through other people's mouths. The words

"blood flowing like a river, bones everywhere" were old sayings that he had heard countless times. It was not until today when he saw the scenery of Qiongshan with his own eyes that he felt the cruelty and despair for the first time.

"No wonder the world has such a big prejudice against the demons."

He Zhizhou sighed: "The sworn enemy."

Ning Ning was blinded by the wind and snow, and somehow, she suddenly thought of Pei Ji.

He was born at the end of the war between immortals and demons, when people hated the demons the most.

In such a long childhood, how did he spend day after day with a bloodline that everyone hated?

She didn't dare to think deeply. Just thinking about it superficially would make her feel stuffy.

"Okay--"

Ning Ning put her scattered and messy thoughts behind her, stood up, and raised her voice slightly: "Are you all ready?"

"Ready!"

Xu Ye rubbed his hands together, his eyes shining: "If Senior Sister Su knew that I defeated the Shadow Demon... hey, hey, hey."

Zhou Zhao glanced at him with a look that clearly said "useless", and looked at Ning Ning very seriously.

"I don't want any honor from this battle. I'd like to give all the credit to you - just keep the secret on the ice, dear mother."

... But you even called me "dear mother" without hesitation. You're even more useless than Xu Ye! She's a young girl, she doesn't want such a big and strong son!

"This confrontation is very dangerous. Everyone, be careful and don't fight too long."

It seems that none of the teammates are reliable. Ning Ning held her forehead and said, "If we are defeated by the enemy, we will run away immediately. Teammates are birds of the same forest, but they will fly away when

disaster strikes." This sentence is very vivid. Due to the strong sense of substitution, He Zhizhou already felt that he was badly defeated by Shadow Fiend and had to flee in defeat.

"No matter what the result is, I will definitely try my best."

Ning Ning stretched out her right palm, smiling with two small pear-shaped curls on her cheek: "Let's work hard together and take down the 50th floor completely."

He Zhizhou's blood was boiling, and he put his hand on the back of her hand: "Go! Our journey is to the sea of ​​stars!"

Xu Ye took a deep breath: "Senior Sister, I, I can do it!"

Zhou Zhao finally covered her hand: "For my respected father and mother, I wish you two a long life."

Ning Ning: ...

So don't shout anymore!

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The shadow demon has the power to swallow light and heat. The place where it is located is as dark as night. In the spreading death fog and demonic energy, one can only feel deep cold and suffocation.

"Although we can rely on the Turtle Breathing Pill to temporarily avoid the attacks of those bone puppets," He Zhizhou poked his head and said in a low voice, "but once the Shadow Demon is alarmed, it can also control the bone puppets to launch a fierce attack on us."

Zhou Zhao blew a strand of his drooping black hair, raised his thumb with determination, and pointed to his chest twice: "The strength of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect is absolutely unquestionable - Xu Yi and I can definitely stop them."

For them, the Shadow Demon and the bone puppets like the Corpse Mountain are huge threats.

After some discussion, it was decided that Ning Ning and Zhou Zhao, who had the highest cultivation level on the scene, would deal with the Shadow Demon and the Bone Puppets respectively, and He Zhizhou and Xu Yi would assist in their respective tasks.

Facing the dark and huge shadow of Ling Tian, ​​it would be a lie to say that they were not nervous. Ning Ning took a deep breath, barely calming her pounding heart, and looked at the three people beside her one by one: "Let's get started."

Zhou Zhao deeply understood the erratic chauvinism in his heart, and insisted on walking in the front. Ning Ning followed behind him, concentrating and holding her breath, quietly passing through the dense and surging bone puppets like waves.

The heavy snow was like goose feathers falling, and even in such a dark environment, it still reflected an extremely pale white.

As for the two steep mountains next to the shadow demon, because they were covered with snowflakes, they also looked like two white ghosts, silently floating in the dark night.

There was no noise around, only the terrible howling of the wind that kept passing by her ears. Being surrounded by bone puppets and in a life-threatening situation, Ning Ning inexplicably remembered the sobbing of a seriously ill person before his death.

The huge shadow of the shadow demon was ready to move, and it seemed to have sensed something, squirming and uttering a low sob.

——Then a cold wind suddenly blew, and after a very short silence, the bone puppets on the mountain responded!

The mighty army rushed over, Zhou Zhao twitched his mouth with a dark face, and drew a long sword from his waist.

In an instant, the sword light overflowed, like a blade tearing through the endless darkness.

"Just leave these guys to us."

He smiled as he spoke. His sword energy was as fierce as fire, emitting rolling hot air, and he repelled several bone puppets that tried to approach him. "I'll leave the Shadow Demon to you two."

Ning Ningcang hurriedly said ok, and also drew his sword from its sheath. Amid the clanging sound of the sword blade hitting the bone, he and He Zhizhou flew forward at high speed.

They came here with the help of the Turtle Breath Pill, and were very close to the Shadow Demon. The surging bone tide behind them was firmly blocked by the two people from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. Ning Ning no longer had to worry about the consequences, and his sword energy became stronger.

The shadow demon was particularly sensitive to the air, and it struggled to turn towards her. The giant shadow, as turbid as mud, suddenly moved, and several thin shadows broke free from the iron chain and rushed towards her!

Those shadows were like poisonous snakes spitting out their tongues, full of suffocating and gloomy demonic energy. When they passed the mountainside, they raised continuous snow waves, mixed with strong winds and flying sand.

Ningning gathered all her spiritual energy into the sword, and when she drew her sword to block, the black shadow was suddenly cut down by the snow-white sword light.

The half-suspended demon was shaking like crazy, making the chains rattle. Ningning clenched her teeth and shuddered.

"The shadow demon is angry."

Ji Yunkai said, "The temperature will get lower and lower... If we can't defeat it soon, I'm afraid they will all freeze to death in the Demon Refining Tower."

What he said was true.

At the moment the shadow demon roared, the temperature on Mount Qiong dropped sharply. Dense snowflakes almost filled the entire sky, dotted the vast darkness with a strange white.

It won't be long before the temperature drops below the limit she can bear.

——But it's not enough.

"Strange, what is she going to do?"

Qu Feiqing from the Neon Island next door also came to join in the fun, frowning when she saw this: "From her posture, it seems that she has been passively blocking. This is not good."

Tian Xianzi touched his chin: "She should be waiting."

"Waiting for what?"

Even the elders of the Wanjian Sect couldn't help but interrupt and ask: "Waiting for the snow to close the mountain and it will be so cold that people can be frozen to death?"

Ji Yunkai was lying on the table, watching intently, and laughed when he heard it: "Maybe it's true."

In the Demon Refining Tower, Ning Ning was still struggling with layers of black shadows, but He Zhizhou, who was supposed to be with her, was nowhere to be seen.

He Zhizhou had said before that this monster had no entity and it was difficult to kill it by ordinary means. Now it seems to be true. Even if the extended shadow is cut into pieces, it can always quickly produce new shadows to fill it.

It is really hard to get entangled. It

was getting colder and colder around her. She could feel her lips trembling unconsciously. A burst of demonic breath swept by the wind surged in, like a hurricane that lifted her up into the air.

Suddenly, He Zhizhou's voice rang in her ears: "Ningning!"

She was so cold that her voice was hoarse as never before. She drew her sword and took a deep breath: "I know!"

Snow was flying all over the sky and the night was dark.

In the endless darkness, Ning Ning gathered her energy and concentrated her mind. Her mighty spiritual power was unstoppable. The sword light surged, and in a blink of an eye, it set off a surge of white light.

——The long sword hummed like a dragon's roar, and with the momentum of wind-blown sails and horses, it gathered into several ice walls in the blizzard. Ice waves soared into the sky, sword shadows were like rainbows, and the slender girl swung her sword.

A huge sword suddenly appeared in the snowy sky behind her.

It was followed by the second and third swords.

Zhen Xiao rarely spoke out: "Ten Thousand Swords. Could it be that she wants to..."

In the mirror, there were already three long swords across the air, the sword light was as bright as stars, and Ning Ning held her breath and frowned, the Star Mark Sword drew a slight arc -

the three giant swords actually burst out with a dazzling force, and at the end of the sky, several white mists like galaxies condensed again!

"This is..."

Lin Qian was stunned: "Ten Thousand Swords and Sword Light Differentiation?! With her cultivation level, it is very difficult to use just one of them, how could it be-" "

She is fighting with all her strength."

Tian Xianzi frowned: "But it's still not enough."

Sword Light Differentiation is about the method of separation and splitting light, with heavy sword shadows and white light, but even so, it is still not enough to deal with the Shadow Demon.

The temperature has reached the limit of the tolerance.

Ning Ning swallowed the sweet taste that surged up her throat and said hoarsely: "He Zhizhou!"

As soon as the voice fell, a huge sound without warning rang out in the black mirror - the

two snow-capped mountains beside the shadow demon were hit by a huge force, and snowflakes fell in an instant.

"It's He Zhizhou."

Qu Feiqing's heart was also lifted: "In his hand... it seems to be holding a wind talisman."

Just now, He Zhizhou attacked the mountain with sword energy, but it did not cause a violent avalanche like the previous attack on the bone demon.

Because the wind talisman was attached to the sword, the heavy snow that fell all flew into the air and swirled in the wind.

Unexpectedly, an extremely strange scene was formed on Mount Qiong.

The temperature continued to drop, and the heavy snow that fell from the sky almost filled the entire space. Looking around, it was all white. The finest details were the snowflakes flying in the wind.

The entire field of vision was pure white.

Suddenly, a ray of light pierced through the layers of mist and snowflakes, like a sharp sword, piercing through the chaotic dark tide.

The second, the third...

countless chaotic sword lights poured down and pierced into the shadow demon's huge body, and between the snow waves——

"Huh."

Even Tian Xianzi was slightly stunned, and all his attention was attracted by the picture in the black mirror: "What's going on?"

The elders naturally didn't understand what "diffuse reflection of light" was.

Why is snow white.

It is not because of the so-called "forgetting its original color", but because snowflakes are composed of many crystals, and light is difficult to penetrate, so it can only be reflected. When it reflects all colors of light, it naturally becomes the purest white.

Therefore, on a snowy day, the sky is equivalent to floating with a large number of reflectors, with incident and outgoing light in all directions and angles, just like mirrors, reflecting light in all directions.

When the temperature drops sharply and the sky is full of snowflakes, it is also the time when diffuse reflection is the strongest.

Similarly, the heavy dark clouds in the sky that are used to cover the sunlight intensify the light reflection, condensing the sword light under one side of the world.

——The power that Shadow Fiend uses to restrain the opponent ends up being a shackle to itself and becomes its most vulnerable handle.

Then the snow fell heavily, the cold current surged, the sword energy surged, and the white light was shining.

The snowflakes in the whole sky were covered with a layer of soft white, and then the light gradually spread, reaching the dim mountain tops, the vast snowfields, and the horizon swallowed by dark clouds.

A string of fine white lights rose from the sword of the girl, and it seemed like daylight on the top of Qiongshan Mountain.

It was a daylight that I had missed for too many years.

Ningning concentrated secretly, and the few traces of soldiers' spirits that she saw in the snow before coming here suddenly appeared in her mind.

They still retained their appearance as they did in life, with different ages and identities, but they put on military uniforms together on Mount Qiong and had long conversations while holding wine jars.

"I was born without any ambitions. I have lived for more than 30 years and I am still just a pig killer."

A burly man said, "I live at the foot of this mountain. I have a son and a daughter at home. They are chubby and very cute. I am not afraid of you laughing at me. In fact, I came here with selfish motives. Those two naughty kids listen to chivalrous stories all day long. I have been a nester all my life. If someone asks them what kind of person their father is - just say he is a pig killer? No, it will lose face."

He took a sip of wine and it was hard to tell what he was thinking: "Now it's good! They can proudly pat their chests and say, hey, my father is a great hero!"

"I, I'm just a student. I passed the exam to become a scholar two years ago."

The weak young man next to the man took over the conversation: "Actually, I don't like studying. I just want to join the army. I came here today just to do something for the world... although it seems to be useless."

Someone started to make a fuss: "Is the scholar married?"

The man's face turned red: "Not yet. I, I, I... I plan to go to her house in person to propose marriage after the war is over."

"I heard that it was his childhood sweetheart!"

The man next to him laughed and said, "The scholar also wrote a letter to that girl - hey, can you read it to us?"

So the young man scratched his ears and cheeks, took out a letter from his arms, poured a mouthful of courage-boosting wine into his mouth, and coughed because of the choking.

He said, "Miss Ye, although we grew up next door to each other, I have never spoken to you. You always say that I am timid, but everything I said today is true. Please don't make jokes.

You will never imagine that someone has secretly liked you for many years. Every time I see you, I can't help blushing."

He was originally reading with a red face and a smile.

As he smiled, tears could not help but fall, and he choked and could no longer speak.

Ningning knew what he would say next.

He would talk about the moon in the sky, the fragrance of flowers in front of the house, and that the girl was like the first swallow that landed on his window in spring, and he liked her so much. He

would also talk about how big the world is, and how mortals are like mayflies in the vast ocean. Please forgive him for leaving without saying goodbye, and he is afraid that they will never meet again.

This timid young man had been cowardly all his life, but at the end of his life, he finally showed courage.

If the girl had really heard it, she would have laughed and joked, "Oh, so corny."

But these soldiers were destined to have no chance of survival.

This love letter would never reach the girl.

"Tell me," someone asked, "what we did today in Qiongshan, can other people know? In the future... will anyone remember our names?"

"That's all in the future and has nothing to do with us."

The black-clothed girl laughed loudly and wiped the sword-breaking token in her hand: "The battle at Qiongshan was worthy of heaven and earth, and worthy of my heart. That's enough. How can this great world be a place where demons wreak havoc?"

Worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of my heart.

Ning Ning lowered her eyes and saw the bone puppets surging and the demonic energy surging.

How could those people who were so ambitious back then become like this. How could

they become like this.

The snow light was bright, and the bone puppets suddenly stopped moving. Their empty eye sockets looked up, and no emotions could be seen.

The shadow demon struggled and roared violently, and his cultivation dropped sharply.

The middle stage of the Yuanying.

The second stage of the Yuanying.

And then it is -

the critical point.

It's now!

Ning Ning's pupils shrank suddenly, and in an instant, sword light burst out, and nine floating light swords surrounded the demon -

in the bright color as bright as day, they suddenly pierced into the body of the demon!

There were bursts of mournful cries and a surge of death. The huge black shadow twisted into a ball in extreme pain, and its figure gradually faded and turned into fleeting green smoke.

The bone puppets looked up blankly, and the turbid demonic energy in their eye sockets dissipated silently.

They - they were finally no longer dead things driven by the demon.

The dark clouds covering the entire sky rolled endlessly, and the bright sword energy like water led to a brilliant nebula as beautiful as the Milky Way.

A familiar voice rang in her ears. On the top of a distant mountain, through the hazy snow mist, she saw several translucent figures.

They were the spirits left here.

The tall and thin young man made a trumpet shape with his hands and shouted with courage: "I-I want to marry Miss Ye!"

The woman next to him put her hands on her waist and said in a clear voice: "I want to save the world and be a hero!"

Someone laughed: "You are a little girl, how can you be a hero-hey, why are you hitting people!"

Then the voices became more and more mixed, and fell with the snowflakes. Ningning listened attentively, but everything around her gradually blurred and became unclear.

Suddenly, a warm goose yellow color overflowed from the clouds. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, took a long breath, and raised her head.

The snow was still falling, but much less than before.

At the end of the long night, the sun broke through the sky.

"Look, the sun is out!"

On the top of the mountain, the girl who wanted to be a hero shouted:

"The sunrise on Qiongshan is so beautiful!"