The embers of the cold pool burned the sky, and the sword from the sky shattered the universe. **
Lin Han, who had his spiritual roots gnawed away by the spirit-devouring Gu, huddled in the coldest pool in the Qingxuan Continent. When he grasped the rusty ancient bronze lamp, the surging pool water condensed into ice, and the shadow of the woman in palace clothes descended on the sparks. Yuehua, the poisonous-tongued immortal who claimed to have been wiped out by heaven, looked at the young man's broken Dantian and sneered: "Three Yin Absolute Meridians paired with Waste Spiritual Roots? It's a good material for practicing the "Nine Transformations of Xuanhuang Jue"."
From then on, green flames rose every night in the outer alchemy room. When Lin Han slapped the Jiuwen Qi Gathering Pill in front of the steward who was cheating on Yue Li, and when Xuantian's sword force tore through the pressure of the Jindan elders, the entire Lingxiao Sect was shocked to realize that the young man who was kneeling on the ice steps and having his inner gate jade plaque stripped off had an Ember Sky Fire that could burn all the wasteland in the palm of his hand.
But under the reshaped spiritual roots, the seal is loosening. Every time when the broken veins were reborn, Lin Han would hear the roars of the fierce battle between immortals and demons. The moonlight caressed the incomplete inscription on the bronze lamp, and finally recognized it as the "Nine Heavens Soul-Suppressing Lamp" that suppressed the ancient battlefield. In the ice edge soaked with the blood of the young man's heart, frost patterns unique to the forbidden land of the immortal clan emerged.
When the Immortal Killing Formation of the five Immortal Sects encircling and suppressing the "Devil Fetus" enveloped the mountain gate, Lin Han pointed his sword at the sky. The left eye is burning with the world-burning flames of the bronze wick, the right eye is flowing with the eternal frost of the blood of the immortal clan, and the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood under the feet are turned into stairs. The elders who laughed at him for kneeling to beg for medicine were now bloody and bloody in the sword formation; the black hand that had planted the soul-eating Gu was retreating crazily while covering the Taoist foundation corroded by the ice flames.
"You know..." The young man crushed the jade plaque engraved with "useless wood", and behind him appeared the immortals and demons across the three thousand realms.
