Ding Ning looked at the icicles ahead.

The ice shell on the lake is not too deep, but with the fierce battle before, the frozen lake surface has cracked into countless pieces. As the heat from the hot lake below continues to gush out, some cracks have begun to grow bigger and bigger.

Especially this icicle was originally formed by the sword intent. At this time, while the tiny cracks on it continued to exude a trace of white mist, the thin and powerful sword intent became more and more obvious.

Ding Ning smiled with emotion.

He felt the strong desire to break out of the shell of the sword.&nb=====Novel===sp;This sword has been sealed for too long. The famous sword is like a beauty. How can such a peerless sword be willing to be frozen in this lake forever and not let the world see its own scenery?

This sword originally didn't want to be trapped here forever, just to form a sword washing pool for a sect.

It was originally a most powerful sword, so how could it be worthy of those mortal swords and how could it be willing to serve those mortal swords?

This sword has been fighting, so this icicle is formed on this ice surface.

"Why did you know so many things back then?"

At this moment, a shrill sound like a wild beast howl suddenly sounded from behind.

Ding Ning did not look back, but said calmly and clearly: "The problem is not how I know, but that they are facts. The problem is that you are still alive now. With your current ability, as long as you want to investigate, you will naturally know that those are facts. I will leave my life to you now, just give you a choice. Are you willing to believe lies and live or live a different life?"

Bai Qi howled wildly behind him.

No one could understand what he was howling at this moment.

However, Ding Ning could understand his feelings at this time with empathy.

Just like back then.

"You should also be glad that you have a chance to choose again." He said this in his heart.

Then he stretched out his hand and landed on the icicles that were already covered with cracks in front of him.

Titicaca…

But a faint breath fell on the icicle, which instantly made the icicle make countless terrifying cracking sounds.

The old monk's originally dim and turbid pupils suddenly lit up.

These countless harsh cracking sounds pierced into the depths of the lake. Then the sword at the bottom of the lake, which was imprisoned in unknown ways, suddenly vibrated. The vibration and struggle of the sword body made a roar like the anger and fanatic roar sounded below the lake.

Countless lights appeared on the frozen lake.

The entire lake surface in an unknown radius was like countless small pieces cut into irregular pieces by sword light. Originally, the heat at the bottom of the lake was just a hissing upward, thin and light. However, at this time, the white heat was like a fountain, like a wall, rushing out from the bottom of the lake with a kind of pleasure.

The water vapor quickly condensed and frozen at a high altitude, turning into countless tiny ice crystals, hitting the lake, making a crackling sound.

Ding Ning's face was still calm, but there was a strange look on his face.

He sensed the position of the sword, but at the same time he also felt countless powerful forces, like giant ropes that trap dragons, locking the sword firmly.

These huge ropes are the power left by the powerful man from the Lingxu Sword Sect in the past. The natal energy generated by his long-lasting cultivator with this sword, as well as the power of the magic array he arranged.

This power is extremely powerful, even exceeding the seventh level.

However, at this time, Ding Ning just kept reaching out.

The entire icicle was completely shattered, and as the heat from the bottom of the lake surged like a fountain, the broken ice sprinkled like flowers and flew upwards.

A piece of ice cut through Ding Ning's palm.

Ding Ning did not resist and let the ice cut open the skin in his palm.

No blood flowed out, but there were several pale bundles, like countless small silkworms, dripping on the ice in front of his body.

Countless rustling sounds.

These little silkworms reached the bound place at the bottom of the lake at an unimaginable speed, and then gathered on one of the giant ropes that tied the sword, and then bit off the giant rope in an instant like eating mulberry leaves!

It only cut off one of the many forces, but Ding Ning just said softly, "It's up to you now."

As he spoke like he was talking to the sword, a sword intent flowed out from his fingertips and landed on the sword along the passage where these little silkworms passed.

This is an extremely simple sword pose.

It is the simplest sword intent among the flying swords of the emperor, and it just wants the sword to fly upwards.

However, this simple sword intent fell on this sword, but the sword was completely alive.

All the other giant ropes at the bottom of the lake completely broke in this moment.

With a loud bang, many huge ice cubes like houses flew up on the frozen lake, just like many huge octopus whipping upwards at the bottom of the lake.

The sword flew upwards.

An extremely powerful sword intent was released, causing all the legendary beasts in the distance to feel fear.

A round abyss appeared in front of Ding Ning, and then it was like sunrise.

Countless bright lights exceeded the speed of the gushing heat, rising from the abyss like a scorching sun.

This extremely powerful sword intent ran very slowly, just like someone slowly drew his sword, but the first thing that appeared in the bright light was not the hilt, but the tip of the sword.

Changsun Qianxue's eyes narrowed.

It was not because the sword light was too dazzling, but because the Nine Nether King Sword in her body was constantly vibrating and felt great oppression.

A long time ago, Wang Jingmeng and the people in Bashan Sword Field had no errors in their judgments.

The legendary Great Exercise Sword of Lingxu Sword Sect is indeed the most amazing sword in the world. It is a peerless sword that can even suppress the Nine Nether King Sword.

But the standard of this sword is very strange.

The sword body of this sword is wider and thicker than that of an ordinary sword, and the length is slightly shorter than that of an ordinary sword.

The color of this sword is just the color between ordinary cyan and iron gray, and there is no clear runes. The sword only has a natural flower-like folding pattern left behind during forging and smelting.

This sword is in dazzling light, but it is extremely simple.

It is so simple that it is even like a thick iron ruler that has not been completely made, and a sword body that has not been finally completed.

Ding Ning smiled with emotion.

This is a sword he has been waiting for for a long time, and can even be described as a lifetime.

He did not make any unnecessary moves, but simply completely let go of his thoughts and emotions at this moment without reservation, allowing the sword to perceive.

All the sounds at the bottom of the lake disappeared.

The huge ice that was shaken by the powerful force was falling one after another, with shocking impacts everywhere.

However, the world of these four people on the lake seemed to have completely quieted down at this time.

Extremely natural, this sword that broke free from the bottom of the lake fell into Ding Ning's hand.

Ding Ning held the hilt of the sword.

The old monk paused and looked at such a picture in disbelief.

Only a practitioner of his level can clearly feel how difficult it is to break free from the shackles of the Lingxu Sword Sect’s powerful man and cut off the natal energy left by the strong man. Even he will find it difficult to do it in a short time.
Chapter completed!