Guoyun: I can make a deal with terror

While the ice dragon was swimming, a powerful suction appeared and enveloped the entire ice and snow valley.

All the spirit beasts in the entire ice and snow valley, including monsters, rushed towards the stone beads.

Those powerful monsters rushed towards the stone bead crazily, wanting to obtain the treasures contained in it.

After the stone beads absorbed the power of the entire ice and snow valley, the color of the stone beads gradually dimmed.

Its volume also gradually decreased, and finally became the size of a fist, suspended in the air.

This stone bead is the Ice Soul Sword that Lin Yang was looking for so hard.

After seeing this stone bead, Lin Yang felt ecstatic in his heart.

Is this the Ice Soul Sword?
Lin Yang stretched out his hand to touch the Ice Soul Sword.

But at this time, the Ice Soul Sword suddenly flew up and rushed towards Lin Yang.

The Ice Soul Sword was very fast, and it appeared in front of Lin Yang in the blink of an eye.

Lin Yang hurriedly grasped the Bingpo Sword in his hand and observed it carefully.

"it's beautiful!"

The Ice Soul Sword is extremely cold to start with, but the first feeling after using it is extremely comfortable, making people feel particularly comfortable.

"Is this the legendary artifact?"

Lin Yang stared at the Ice Soul Sword and carefully sized it up, his heart was full of excitement.

Lin Yang didn't expect that Bingpo Sword would take the initiative to find him!
"My luck is really great, right? The Ice Soul Sword found me on its own initiative. Isn't that good luck? What is it?"

Lin Yang sighed in his heart, feeling very satisfied with his chance this time.

As soon as he thought about it, he wanted to put the Ice Soul Sword into the storage ring.

But at this moment, Lin Yang suddenly sensed a ray of breath from Bingpo Sword, which belonged to the Dark Temple.

The people in the Dark Temple actually wanted to seize the Ice Soul Sword and refined the Ice Soul Sword.

As soon as this idea appeared, a raging flame burned in Lin Yang's heart, and a monstrous anger burned in his chest.

Lin Yang stared at the Ice Soul Sword, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "People of the Dark Temple, you are really deceiving people too much, you even want to take away my things!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Yang held the hilt of the Ice Soul Sword with both hands, and began to draw the sword desperately.

Although the Ice Soul Sword is a divine weapon, it is not a divine weapon in essence, it is a sword, and it is also a sharp divine weapon.

Even if Lin Yang grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it out vigorously, there was no way to pull it out.

Seeing this, Lin Yang immediately used the seventh form of the Overlord Spear, and stabbed at the Ice Soul Sword.

Lin Yang's spear, carrying a domineering power, bombarded the Ice Soul Sword, and the trembling sword body buzzed, and it almost escaped Lin Yang's control.

When the spear was thrown out, the Ice Soul Sword was sent flying upside down, and ruthlessly hit a mountain behind.

Accompanied by a loud noise, the Ice Soul Sword slammed into the top of the mountain, making a muffled sound,
The entire mountain was knocked down, and a huge crater was smashed out.

The Ice Soul Sword slid slowly in the mountain, trembling constantly, as if injured, and let out a whining sound.

"Wanting to take away my things is simply a dream."

Lin Yang sneered, and stepped on the Bingpo Sword.

The sole of his foot landed on the blade of the Ice Soul Sword, and with a sound of gold and iron clanging, the blade of the Ice Soul Sword was broken.

Suddenly, the Ice Soul Sword let out a miserable cry, the tip of the sword trembled, as if it wanted to run away.

Lin Yang didn't give it this chance, and squeezed his hands violently.

The crack on the Ice Soul Sword spread rapidly, and with a crisp cracking sound,

The sword body was crushed into powder by Lin Yang forcefully, and fell down, turning into a pile of ashes.

Looking at the dust scattered all over the ground, Lin Yang's face darkened, his eyes became gloomy, and a cold, bloodthirsty arc was raised at the corner of his mouth.

Under his gaze, the dust all over the sky slowly drifted away, and finally all fell on the ground of the valley.

When the dust fell completely, the whole valley returned to calm.

In the valley in front of Lin Yang, there was nothing left except a few puddles of dust on the ground.

Lin Yang stared at the ground for a long time, then withdrew his gaze and looked into the distance again, with a look of indifference on his face.

Although Lin Yang was confronting the Holy Son of the Dark Temple just now, Lin Yang had been watching his surroundings and did not let anyone approach him.

Now Lin Yang is the only one left in the entire ice and snow valley.

Such a scene made him feel very weird.

There are obviously so many people here, but there is not even a single person who dares to strike up a conversation.

Lin Yang sighed in his heart, these people's guts are really too small, I really don't know why they dared to challenge the Bingpo Sword in the first place?

However, Lin Yang is not worried, he has already got so many treasures, I believe these people will not dare to come here to grab treasures easily.

Lin Yang wandered around the valley and found many treasures.

Although these treasures are not rare treasures, they are superior in number, occupying a full third of the cave.

If part of it can be taken away, Lin Yang will definitely make a lot of money.

However, Lin Yang was not in a hurry to take away these treasures, because these treasures were of no great use to him.

What he needs most is something that is helpful for cultivation.

Lin Yang searched the valley for a long time, but still found nothing.

He was a little frustrated, and was about to leave here, return to the academy, and wait for the Ice Soul Sword to automatically recognize its owner.

But just as he was about to leave, Lin Yang suddenly heard a sound of breaking wind coming from beside him.

"what?"

Lin Yang looked around vigilantly, trying to find the thing that attacked him.

But just when he was about to do it, he suddenly felt a familiar smell.

The smell is very faint, almost negligible.

But Lin Yang knew that this smell was exactly the breath emanating from him.

How could he emit such an aura?
Is it
A bold guess suddenly popped up in Lin Yang's mind.

Could it be that Bingpojian recognized him as the master, so he was able to smell his body.

After figuring this out, Lin Yang was ecstatic in his heart.

Without any hesitation, he immediately summoned the Ice Soul Sword, placed it in the air in front of him, and observed it carefully.

At this moment, the Ice Soul Sword emitted a soft radiance.

Under the shroud of brilliance, the Ice Soul Sword appeared even more warm and lustrous, shining with a dazzling blue light.

On the blade of the sword, there are many mysterious veins circulating, faintly exuding traces of icy soul.

Under Lin Yang's induction, there was some kind of wonderful connection between the Ice Soul Sword and him, and the two seemed to be one.

"This is the Ice Soul Sword!"

There was a trace of fanaticism on Lin Yang's face.

Ice Soul Sword, Ice Soul Sword, Ice Soul Sword!
Only with the Ice Soul Sword can he practice the Ice Soul Art, obtain the Ice Soul Sword, and upgrade the Ice Soul Art to the fifth level.