296 Ice Lake Camp

The huge water dragon vortex of dozens of feet finally dissipated after exhausting all the water aura.

In the middle of the whirlpool, a red human-shaped flame is still floating a few feet high in the swamp. The light is dim but indestructible.

Ye Qin looked down at his whole body and couldn't help smiling bitterly.

His original cloth costume has long been completely corroded by the cold water of the water dragon swirl, revealing a full set of fire thorn armor, thorn soft armor, thorn leg protector, thorn hand protector, which protected his whole body, so that he could escape the almost mortal disaster in the water dragon vortex.

The defense effect of fire armor far exceeds that of ordinary shields, and has a natural restraint effect on water spells. After only a little mana is poured into the magic weapon, the fire armor emits a strong fire aura. As soon as the yin and cold gas touches the magic weapon, it becomes invisible and dissipates.

However, although he has the yuan magic weapon Nanmingli Fire Sword and a full set of fire soft armor, he also has a weakness, that is, his cultivation is only the middle level of foundation, and the mana in his body is limited.

As long as there is enough money, the magic weapon can be sold. It is easy for the monks of the famous immortal family to get a few best magic weapons. But there is no way to fake the mana at all. The higher the cultivation, the more mana.

In the previous chaotic battles, he has consumed nearly half of his mana. In the water dragon vortex, in order to resist the cold attack of water hair, his mana was poured into the armor magic weapon with all his strength, and it was almost exhausted.

Now he has a complete set of powerful magic weapons, but the mana of the magic weapon is almost gone. Without mana, no matter how many magic weapons you have, it won't work at all.

Er~ If you try your best to adjust the residual mana in your body, you may also be able to stimulate the magic weapon to send out one or two attacks.

Ye Qin couldn't help looking at Li Xi, who was close to more than ten feet, with a smile. Li Xi was so confident in his high-level water spells that he actually stood more than ten feet away from the water dragon vortex, waiting for him to collect his magic weapon after his death.

Li hoped for a human-shaped flame floating in the air, his eyes were straight, and he was speechless in a stunned way.

He is not dead, but he is not dead. He can't imagine that the foundation monk swallowed up by the high-level water magic saliva dragon vortex will not die. It seemed that he was not even seriously injured, but just soaked in the water dragon vortex for a moment. There are no few foundation monks he killed, and he has never seen a foundation monk who is so difficult to kill. This can't stop him from being surprised.

Three sets of fire intermediate magic weapons?!"

After Li Xi saw it clearly, he was completely depressed. He was the young master of the Lingquan Gate, and he did not collect the whole set of middle-order magic weapons of the water system. The Qingdan monk with an unknown origin in front of him not only had Yuanshen magic weapons, but also such a complete set of magic weapons for body protection, which made him speechless. Of course, if he knew that Ye Qin still had a complete set of ice armor, he would have to go crazy.

"Young master, step back!"

Two middle-aged guardian monks were shocked to the danger and shouted in surprise. They each threw out a blue light, an ice sword weapon, and rushed to Ye Qin. At the same time, they wanted to cover the young master to retreat.

Ye Qin's strength, they have already seen, the horror is abnormal, and the closer it is, the more dangerous it is. Only by opening the distance can we ensure the safety of the young door owner.

At this time, Ye Qin saw that he controlled the Nanming Lihuo Sword with one hand to block the two blue magic weapons. At the same time, he patted the storage bag around his waist and flew out a small bronze magic weapon and turned into a large clock.

Li Xi was suddenly shocked and retreated. Ye Qin's various powerful magic weapons have emerged one after another, which has made him in awe. Seeing the 9 bronze bell, how dare he try it easily?

Ye Qin flicked his finger, and his heart smiled secretly. Now he still wants to escape, there is no way!

"Dow~!"

A dementor wave swept in.

Li Xi didn't have time to step back a few feet. His mind buzzed, he fell into dizziness, and staggered and fell.

The two guardian monks beside him also suffered and fell into dizziness. This dementor wave is a small-scale deterrent, and many people are the same. As long as you are involved in the dementor wave, you will also be dizzy.

Huh, a red light shot, and the fire sword of Nanming Li, which was in a fierce flame, had flown in front of Li Xi. From small to large, it was cut off head-on.

The dizzy effect of the bronze bell is actually very short-lived for the monks in the middle stage of the foundation period. Li Xi woke up from the dizziness in a blink of an eye, and was shocked to find a burst of fire on his face. In horror, he hurried to one side to avoid the fire sword.

"Ah 1" Li Xi screamed bitterly and dodged his body, but did not dodge his arm. He held Shuibei Lingzhu's left hand, which was completely cut off by the fire sword, and fell aside with red blood. As the young master of Lingquanmen, he had ever suffered such a heavy physical injury and pain, which made him almost soft to the ground on the spot.

Ye Qin was slightly overjoyed and controlled the flying sword. Nanming Li's fire sword turned in the half of the banquet and cut off Li Xi again, trying to kill the young master who was very threatening to him on the spot.

The two middle-aged guardian monks were more unbearable than Li Xi. After Li Xi's arm was cut off, they woke up from dizziness. Seeing that the young master's life was in danger, they hurriedly urged the ice sword 1 magic weapon regardless of their lives and arrived at Ye Qin's pursuit of Li Xi.

Ye Qin's chagrin flashed by and took back Nanming Li's fire alum to kill Li Xi. I'm afraid he can't do it in a short time. He doesn't have the power to fight anymore now. If he doesn't leave, I'm afraid he can't even use the imperial wind. With a wave of his hand, he collected the water bead that fell on the swamp, put his feet a little in the water on the ground, and hurriedly ran away from the swamp.

Li Xi and his two guardian monks were not sure of the special soul. They were afraid of Ye Qin's fighting power and did not dare to catch up for a while. They don't know that Ye Qin has little mana left now. It is easy to kill one of them with Ye Qin's many magic weapons.

Soon, more than a dozen Lingquanmen monks who were chasing the Qingdan monks heard the exclamations here and returned one after another.

"Young master, we have killed six Qingdan monks, but we were escaped by a low-level monk. Young master, what are you? The elders of the mansion and other elders hurried back with people and reported the war situation. When they saw the blood and broken arms in the swamp, they were shocked and stunned.

Li Xi covered his broken arm, restrained the gushing blood with magic power, and roared, "Don't worry about the Qingdan monk who escaped. Go and get the Shuibei Lingzhu back for me. It's the monk just now!"

He almost vomited blood in depression now. He failed to kill Ye Qin, but even lost the magic weapon of Shuibei Lingzhu. With this powerful water magic weapon, his strength will be greatly reduced, and many water spells cannot be used at all.

"Yes, I'm going to chase it!" Elders and others were stunned. The Qingdan monk was swallowed up by the water dragon vortex, and he was not dead yet!

They did not dare to ask the angry young master, and quickly took the order.

At this time, more than 20 foundation-building monks of Lingquanmen have returned. Under the order of the angry young master Li Xi, they tried their best to search for Ye Qin's whereabouts in the swamp.

Li Xi chased after someone for a while, but failed to track Ye Qin's whereabouts, and he was shocked and angry.

"Quick, ice lake. He went to the other side of the ice lake!"

After a while, he suddenly heard a scream in the distance, looked in the direction of the ice lake, and suddenly shouted that it was not good. The ice lake is where their temporary camp is located, where a large number of Qi practitioners collect ice stones.

Ye Qin did not fly directly to the sky to escape, but rushed into the swamp fog.

Although the sky is big, there is nowhere to hide. It is easy to be caught up by the monks of Lingquan Gate. On the contrary, it is not as good as the swamp fog to hide people. There is only one person in him now, and he is in an absolutely weak position. Once he is entangled in his nose, there will be no life. The safest way is to hide your whereabouts through the fog in the 9 swamps.

After getting rid of the three young masters, he walked cautiously in the swamp fog, avoiding the tracking of monsters and spiritual spring monks.

Suddenly, Ye Qin was stunned, his body flashed, and quickly disappeared into a low jungle.

I saw that the blue fog in front of me faded a lot, and a few miles of ice-blue lake appeared. There was a thick layer of ice on the surface of the lake, with a silky cold air. There are many bushes and ice monsters around the lake.

Ye Qin muttered to himself that it should be the deepest area of the ice lake in the cold lake forest.

In an open open space by the lake, dozens of cabins and stone houses have been built, which were built by the spiritual spring gate monks.

At this time, there were dozens of monks on the seventh and eighth floors of the Qi practice period at the lake. Some of them smashed the ice, jumped into the ice lake, and collected the ice spirit stones deep at the bottom of the lake. More than a dozen other Qi practitioners meditated by the lake to restore their mana. One or two of them are supervisors. They don't pick ice stones, but just watch them.

The cold atmosphere of this ice lake is compelling. With the cultivation of these qi practitioners, they try their best to drive their magic to resist the cold. I'm afraid it will take half an hour to collect a piece of ice spirit stone from the bottom of the lake.

Ye Qin carefully looked at the many huts by the lake. Most of the huts are the residences of miners, and there is no one to guard them. There is only one of the inconspicuous small stone houses, with a low-level monk guarding the door.

Ye Qin was stunned, his heart moved slightly, and an uncontrollable joy surged up from his heart.

He once stayed in the Beiyingshan mining area of Qingdanmen, so he knew some mining rules. After the spiritual stone is excavated, it is usually stored in the mining site. Then every few days, or about half a month, several foundation monks will escort these spiritual stones away at one time.

That is to say, it is likely to hoard some ice stones in this camp. And the hut guarded by the foundation monks is very likely to be a place to hoard ice spiritual stones.

Ye Qin did not do it immediately. He drank a few sips of spiritual wine in the small jungle and meditated to quickly recover his mana. After that, he hid his breath and sneaked dozens of feet away from the small stone house. Suddenly, a red light hit the stunned low-level monk.

The low-level monk hurriedly threw a green flying sword to resist. Unexpectedly, the green flying sword was smashed into pieces by the red light. The fire sword shrouded him. He only had no time to let out a scream of panic, and was cut in half by the fire sword of Nanmingli and burned to ashes.

The whole ice lake camp suddenly screamed and was in chaos. Dozens of practicing monks nearby found that the camp had been raided and fled in horror.

Ye Qin didn't have time to pay attention to them. He kicked open the stone door and saw three storage bags on the table in the cabin.

Ye Qin's mind quickly swept through these storage bags. Haha, they were all ice spirit stones, and the collected ice spirit stones were piled up in these storage bags. In these three storage bags, a total of nearly 7,000 or 7,000 pieces of lower-grade ice spirit stones, as well as hundreds of medium-grade ice spirit stones and several top-grade ice spirit stones are stored. These ice spirit stones are estimated to be enough for a small school of immortals majoring in ice for a few days.

If Ye Qin uses it alone, it will be enough for him to use it for a long time. At least before it becomes a golden elixir, he doesn't have to worry about not finding enough ice spirit stones.

Ye Qin received three storage bags with great satisfaction and flew out of the small stone house.

At this time, he couldn't help frowning.

Outside the small stone house, there are more than a dozen practicing monks in the spiritual spring gate, walking in a messy way, each holding a spiritual sword at him. Their eyes seemed panicked, and they surrounded the hut in fear, trying to stop Ye Qin to take back the ice spirit stone they had worked hard to collect for half a month.

But their courage is only that. Although they surrounded the small stone house, they did not dare to take a step forward. As soon as Ye Qin flew out of the small stone house, they retreated a few steps in horror.

In the face of a huge gap in cultivation, it is useless to have a large number of people. The dozens of practicing monks in front of him could not hurt Ye Qin's hair.

The middle-level monks who build the foundation, just an invisible spiritual pressure emanating from their bodies, make them, feel an almost suffocating pressure, almost trembling and it is difficult to hold the spiritual weapon in their hands, and it is difficult to play half of their cultivation, not to mention attacking Ye Qin.

Ye Qin glanced at them, sneered, full of disdain. He has no time to entangle with these low-level monks.

He glanced into the distance and saw a group of spiritual spring gates, such as Li Xi and Elder Du, who had rushed out of the swamp fog and entered the ice lake. Li Xi roared angrily, greeted more than 20 foundation monks, and rushed to the stone house.

Ye Qin was shocked, his back was cold, and he did not dare to delay any longer. He threw the Nanming Li fire sword into the air, jumped up, stepped on the fire sword, turned into a dazzling red light, and flew up to the sky.

This ice lake is very empty and has nowhere to hide. Now he can escape as fast as he can.

"Want to escape, dream. Wait and die, I will kill you today!"

Li Xisheng cursed in anger. How could he watch Ye Qin escape, with all the spiritual spring monks, threw out their own magic weapons one after another and chased fiercely. Even if he chased him to the edge of the sky, he would cut Ye Qin into hundreds of pieces to vent his hatred.

What's more, they have more than 20 people, and their strength is far greater than Ye Qin, but Ye Qin's team members are almost destroyed. Even if they fight with wheels, their group of foundation-building monks is enough to beat Ye Qin.

Moreover, several of them are high-level monks who build foundations. The flying speed of the imperial sword is by no means lower than that of Ye Qin, and they are very sure to catch up with Ye Qin.