Chapter 2 The Origin of Mixed Beads

Three hundred years ago, the demons surged, and there was a lot of war in the immortal world.

As a result, countless immortals have changed their reputation.

In the middle of the period, there was an immortal exorcist surnamed Gu. Originally, he was just a medicine boy selected from mortals by a doorman of Xianxiazong. He practiced anonymously in Xianxiazong for 30 years, and only cultivated in the foundation period.

Three hundred years ago, Xianxia Sect was much more prosperous than now. At that time, Xianxia Sect had a Yuan infant master. He participated in the battle of Zhengmo, so he fell.

With his fall, Xianxia Sect lost the pillar, and some original small forces emerged and rushed into Xianxia Sect, which was in chaos at that time, and robbed countless treasures. He also joined hands to break the seal of the demon and released the demon.

The demon broke out of the seal, laughing wantonly and slaughtering the world.

The disciple of Gu Xianxia Sect couldn't bear it and suddenly became angry, attracting great changes in heaven and earth, and attracting a pearl of ice and cold from the sky.

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Han Fei sat in the cabin, closed his eyes and felt the mixed beads in his body. In his mind, he recalled some of the origins of the mixed beads that Mu Yu told him in the hall.

"The ancient master fought against the devil with only one mixed bead and sealed it again, which can cause the seven swords to join hands to seal, which shows the strength. Dang, the original beads will never be thrown into the body of the ancient master because the ancient master's compassion for the world.

Han Fei is really puzzled. The ancient master would never attract the mixed beads during the foundation period. He must have hidden his power. He has experienced the power of the great devil. Just a withered hand can have the power to turn the sky. If all of them break through the seal, how horrible the strength is.

At that time, he was confused, but before he lost consciousness, he could still feel the strong power that broke out in the mixed beads, but even with this power, he could only fight with one hand.

"Absolutely not only that!" Han Fei affirmed it again in his heart.

Suddenly, a cold force rose from his heart, and Han Fei's heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly calmed down and did not think nonsense.

Han Fei, the power of ice and cold, is very familiar. Feeling the power of ice through his heart, Han Fei suddenly felt difficult.

This cold air is not something he can control. It is a very strong force, but Han Fei is afraid of this force, because the cold air emitted by this force in his flesh and blood can always change him unconsciously.

When Han Fei was injured before, everyone could feel the change of Han Fei. The cold and arrogant temperament on his body disappeared, only the gentle temperament like the spring breeze.

Han Fei recalled the remains of his parents in his mind and suddenly felt heartache.

"Don't influence me!" Han Fei was furious in his heart and suddenly stood up. His body moved, and Jianyuan's strength soared and rushed straight to the sky.

The cold flew to the sky and immediately attracted the attention of many people.

The place where Hanfei lives now is the real main peak of Ziyunfeng. The people who live and practice here are at least disciples in the foundation period.

"Isn't that Han Fei? What's going on with him?" A disciple who was building the foundation at the same time saw Han Fei rushing out at a super fast speed and felt the anger and murder in the air, so he trembled up.

He is just a disciple of cultivation in Ziyunfeng. He has never experienced fighting and fighting, but only practices spiritual stones and elixir here with his strong spiritual power.

The cold gallops away, stirring up the rolling smoke and dust. Feeling the power slowly overflowing from the body is full of flesh and blood, constantly changing himself, Han Fei is furious.

"I'd like to see who can influence whom!" Han Fei shouted angrily in his heart, and the sword power soared, swimming in the meridians, flowing in the blood, and impacting in the bones.

All the sword power is resisting the cold air, and the cold fly is trying its best to be entangled with the cold air.

Unconsciously, Han Fei came to a hot spring at the foot of Ziyun Peak. Han Fei was overjoyed and immediately jumped down, sitting on a big stone, revealing his head.

Feeling the heat penetrating into the pores, Han Fei was overjoyed and tried his best to resist the cold.

Jian Yuanli stirred crazily, and the corners of Han Fei's mouth gradually overflowed with blood. On the hot spring, he actually formed a drop of blood-colored ice essence.

As if he was enduring the pain of bone erosion, the blood flowed faster, and his heart was beating wildly.

The muscles trembled one by one, and a trace of cold air was forced out of his body, and the thin silky blood spread all over his body and flowed into the hot spring.

The strong pain stimulated his nerves, but Han Fei still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Enduring the confrontation between the sword Yuanli and the cold air in the bones, the cold air of the cold flying sword has begun to be slowly controlled, and his heart suddenly became heroic: "What about the original pearls? Since it has already belonged to me, I want you to submit!"

"Cun--" The hero suddenly came out. How could Han Fei make the last trace of coldness flow out? He suddenly stood up, and the black iron sword split down.

"Wang, sw!" The water of the hot spring was all stirred up by a sword, making a huge sound of shock as a sword fell.

"Ice flowers are in full bloom!"

The long sword split down, and Han Fei suddenly picked up the long sword again. The speed was weak and the lightning went up against the sky. With the excitement and agitation of the sword, the cold air also broke out together.

"Boom!"

"Kkaka!"

A huge spray burst into the hot spring. With the sound of freezing, the spray was frozen in mid-air.

The waves are in a circle to protect the cold fly, and the edge is diamond-shaped, which can be attacked and defended.

"Wow!" The last trace of cold was released. Han Fei ignored the blood on his body, wiped his face, grinned and said, "I finally found a way to use you."

As soon as the spiritual power moved and felt the heart, a cold air suddenly flowed out, and at an extremely fast speed, it suddenly rushed to the cold flying limbs and bones.

"Drink! How dare you do it! Let's see if I take you!" Han Fei shouted fiercely in his heart. The power of Jianyuan soared, and the flesh and blood vibrated at the same time. The power of Jianyuan surrounded by the bones should be combined with the inside and outside, shaking the cold air together.

"Bang!" Han Fei spit out a chill in his palm and smashed the ice flowers straight away. The ice flowers turned into scattered and cut the sword spirit around.

"Ha!" Han Fei jumped up in the air, stepped on his feet, like a dragon stepping on the waves, and then tossed up, and the black iron sword rotated and circled in the palm of his hand.

A sword was raised in the air, and the power of the sword burst out in an instant. The sword spirit was bulging, and it became a huge wave in an instant. The powerful momentum was overwhelming, the fierce sword spirit was overwhelming, and the cold breath froze people's hearts.

Only at the beginning of the sword, it can break the enemy's gallbladder.

"Kangua, the waves have changed!"

With a fierce shout, the waves and sword gas stirred up layers of huge waves in hot springs, rolled back to the sky, and then rolled and smashed down. Its strength and momentum were so strong that it instantly smashed the surrounding boulder.

Suddenly, Han Fei's eyes flashed golden light, and the virtual image of the empty gossip under his feet flashed. In Han Fei's mind, the gossip connected the heavenly world, the giant stabbed the sword, and the elephant of the hexagram rotated around the tip of the sword, like a wandering dragon, with a fierce momentum and the power to destroy the sky and the earth.

Han Fei's body suddenly came out.

The black iron sword suddenly trembled in his hand. Han Fei seemed to understand the sword formula sent by the giant. After the left hand sword pointed, the right hand long sword shook, and all the remaining sword power flowed between the hand and the sword, hovering and condensed.

"Boom!"

Only a huge explosion sound was heard, and the condensed sword power burst out in a violent way.

I only heard a dragon-like roar, and a water-blue sword burst into the dragon, and its four claws tore a long sword and broke through the air.

At the moment when the dragon broke through the air, the sword power in Han Fei's body was exhausted in an instant. His feet and surroundings exploded waves and swam out in a circle.

After a long time, the black iron sword fell from the air and stuck on the gravel in front of Han Fei.

Looking around, the good hot spring lake was turbid. Han Fei swam ashore with a wry smile while recalling the move just now.

"This type of reverse tornado, if it can be mixed with the cold air of raw beads, it will definitely double its power." Thinking of this, Han Fei suddenly became excited and couldn't wait to recover the power of the sword in an instant and try again.