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Chapter 162: Cold Clouds Cover the Sky

Rumbling--

Blue lightning fell from the sky one after another, all passing through Qingwu's body and landing on the ground.

Although the Purple Wave Cloak can make the body weak, Qingwu still has to bear certain damage.

It was okay to face one or two lightning bolts, but when the tenth lightning bolt passed through her body, Qingwu felt obvious discomfort.

The spiritual energy in the body became disordered, and even the breathing became rapid.

Qingwu looked at the eighth-level demon bird in the sky and couldn't help feeling anxious.

If it continues to attack like this, it will either fall to its death or be struck by lightning.

If you want to change the status quo, you must take action.

But Song Tianyin couldn't block the blue lightning at all, and the Piaoling footwork couldn't be activated in the air.

At this moment, Qingwu saw the half-gold and half-purple sword in her hand out of the corner of her eye.

The frost on it gave Qingwu an idea.

Raising the sword, Qingwu launched the Purple Frost Cold Claw with all her strength, while using her spiritual power to control the movement of the frost.

Soon, a third color appeared on the half-gold and half-purple sword - ice color.

The entire sword was completely covered by ice, turning into an ice-colored sword.

And this is just the beginning.

Qingwu raised her sword and pointed it at the dark clouds beside her.

He activated the Purple Frost Cold Claw with all his strength, and a large amount of cold air shot out from the sword.

In an instant, the surrounding dark clouds turned into cold icy clouds.

The dark color of the dark clouds suddenly had a touch of frosty color.

As Qingwu continued to release, the coldness grew stronger and stronger.

In this cloud layer full of water vapor, a layer of white frost gradually formed.

Although it is not as black as dark clouds, it is still enough to block the view.

Rumbling--

A blue bolt of lightning passed by Qingwu.

This time, not only did it not pass through Qingwu's body, it didn't even touch Qingwu's edge.

Qingwu was secretly delighted, it seemed that this idea was successful.

Then he continued to use the Purple Frost Cold Claws, controlling the direction with the ice sword, and constantly creating cold fog around him.

In just a moment, Qingwu created more than ten frosty clouds in the air.

Soon Qingwu's figure was completely obscured, and even if someone stood next to her, he could not see her at all.

Boom-boom-boom-

Dozens of blue lightning bolts fell from the sky, but none of them hit Qingwu's body.

This made the eighth-level demon bird anxious, so it fell vertically and went straight into the cold cloud, trying to find Qingwu's location.

However, when this eighth-level demon bird entered the cold cloud, the surface of its body quickly froze.

All the feathers on his body were frozen blue, and blood-colored ice cubes condensed on the wounds on his body.

The frost covering the head and limbs gradually thickened, and soon formed thick ice blocks.

The eighth-level demon bird hurriedly shook its wings, trying to shake off the ice on its body.

However, the speed of ice formation in the cold cloud was extremely fast. Before the eighth-level demon bird could shake off much, more ice immediately formed on its body.

Moreover, because the eighth-level demon bird shook its wings, the position of its joints was exposed.

This caused the joints to freeze quickly, constantly restricting the movement of the magic bird.

The eighth-level demon bird's movements became increasingly stiff, and soon its body became unable to move.

And at this moment, Qingwu's figure appeared.

At this time, Qingwu was already under the heavy clouds, and there were dozens of layers of white frost clouds between her and the eighth-level demon bird.

Although the eighth-level demon bird saw Qingwu, its movements became increasingly stiff and it was unable to change direction at all.

He could only plunge headfirst into the direction of Qingwu.

And this is exactly Qingwu's plan.

As the eighth-level demon bird continued to fly through the cold clouds, more and more frost and ice appeared on its body.

When it rushed in front of Qingwu, the surface of its body was already covered with frost, forming a thick layer of ice.

At this moment, Qingwu's body suddenly became ethereal.

It instantly passed through the body of the eighth-level demon bird and entered its interior.

Then, Qingwu stopped being invisible.

He raised his sword and stabbed it into the heart of the eighth-level demon bird.

Activate the Purple Frost Cold Claws and continuously release cold air into the body of the demon bird.

At this time, the eighth-level demon bird had its body covered with ice.

Even the inside of the body was quickly corroded by the cold.

However, the demon bird at this moment had no strength to resist at all.

He suddenly fell from the sky and couldn't even take off again.

The body was unable to move at all and could only allow the ice to spread throughout the body.

Gradually, the body of the eighth-level demon bird was replaced by ice.

Before it hit the ground, it turned into a huge piece of ice.

From a distance, it looks like a giant ice sculpture.

click-

The loud sound of ice breaking instantly resounded throughout the extremely cold desert.

The eighth-level demon bird, frozen into an ice sculpture, suddenly fell into the desert.

His entire body shattered into countless pieces of ice.

puff--

An icy right hand stretched out from the sand.

And what is held in this palm is the eighth-level magic core of this eighth-level magic bird.

bang——

Qin Baisha's body fell from the sky and landed directly in front of Lin Yun.

Facing a powerful person in the Rongdan realm, Lin Yun couldn't even raise his head.

Just resisting the pressure from the Rongdan realm almost exhausted Lin Yun's full strength.

Qin Baisha looked at Lin Yun and said in a deep voice.

"What? Weren't you so powerful just now? How come you can't even lift your head now?"

Clenching his right fist, Qin Baisha unleashed a mystical technique towards Lin Yun.

Advanced Xuan level, Soul Piercing Fist.

A dark ghostly shadow quickly rushed towards Lin Yun.

Not only did it knock Lin Yun hundreds of steps away, but it also entangled Lin Yun like a ghost.

No matter how Lin Yun slapped and drove away the ghost, he could not get rid of it.

"Zhenxuan Gong!"

Gathering all the spiritual power in his body, Lin Yun launched the Zhenxuan Gong with all his strength.

This slightly shook the ghost away, and then he seized the opportunity to escape from the ghost's entanglement.

bang——

Qin Baisha caught up with Lin Yun in an instant and clenched his right fist again.

Looking at Lin Yun who collapsed on the ground, Qin Baisha said lightly.

"You still have one way to survive, and that is to hand over the recipe for the fifth-grade elixir."

Lin Yun looked up at Qin Baisha, but could only see despair.

At this time, the clone was still several miles away and had no time to rush back.

However, he only had the cultivation level of the peak Cave Mansion Realm and was unable to fight against someone at the Rongdan Realm.

So, Lin Yun sighed and said.

"I am willing to hand over the fifth-grade elixir formula, and I only ask that the general spare my life."

Qin Baisha nodded and said.

"Not only your fifth-grade pill formula, but also the demon bird blood you collected, and all the storage rings."

Hearing this, Lin Yun couldn't help but be shocked.

But now that things have come to this, there is no room for negotiation.

Lin Yun could only continue to sigh and agree.

"Okay, it's all up to you."

Qin Baisha waved his right hand and took out a table, chairs, benches, pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the storage ring.

"In that case, then write it."

Lin Yun sat on the bench, picked up the brush, and began to write the recipe for the fifth-grade elixir.