Chapter 1622: Ice bead

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Thousands of people drove the clouds and quickly flew toward the Ouyang family. Two quarters later, they appeared in the sky above the Ouyang family. They saw the outside of the family and the money masters. The Ouyang family monks within the big array could not help but tighten. In the hands of the fairy, the face revealed nervousness.
Yin Zhiyun's dress fluttered empty and empty, screaming and swearing proudly: "The monk of the Ouyang family listens, you immediately open the fairy squad, I just want to Ning Zhifeng, will not hurt your Ouyang family. If you still have to obsess I will destroy your big squad and kill your Ouyang family."
This is definitely not Yin Zhiyun's bluff, as long as the Ouyang family's big battle is broken, with the strength of the combination of Shijia and Qianjia, it is absolutely possible to remove the Ouyang family. In the past, it was because of the existence of this big seven-piece array that Shijia and Qianjia did not have such an opportunity. However, Yin Zhiyun now said that she had the solution to crack this array, so that the monks of Shijia and Qianjia were very expecting, and even in their eyes, they were eager to reveal the excitement of killing the Ouyang family.
The Ouyang family monks within the big array were silent, but the pair of eyes in the silence were full of reluctance and unwillingness, and there was still a trace of murder.
Time passed by in silence, and the eyes of Yin Zhiyun in the air became more and more cold. Suddenly, the figure spurred toward the air. High altitude floats in the void, and the entire Ouyang family's guardian array is displayed in her vision.
Sure enough, since she dared to give the Ouyang family the last night, she had the ability to break the line. At this time, her purple eyes flashed in her eyes. And she is indeed a seven-character peak. An hour of time. Then they found out the thirty-two nodes of the Ouyang family's large-scale family.
Hands clasped together on the chest, and a broken cone appeared between the hands. This broken cone is actually an early eight-piece fairy. Yin Zhiyun will smash the cone to the air, and the hands will not move the handcuffs, and the singer will enter the broken cone. The broken cone spiraled sharply in the air, and the light released from the body became more and more dazzling.
The Ouyang people in the big array looked nervously at the Yin Zhiyun in the air. As the light on the broken cone became more and more dazzling, the look on their faces became more and more ugly.
In the air outside the big array, the monks of Shijia and Qian’s family are full of light, and the eyes of both eyes release the excitement and killing...
"Hey..."
A burst of humming sounded around the center of the broken cone, the sound wave swayed around and it was shocking. With that burst of noise. In the air, the broken cone "hula" was separated from the middle and divided into thirty-two broken cones.
Yin Zhiyun’s hands jerked forward and shouted:
Go!

Thirty-two broken cones towed thirty-two rays of light and slammed into the past thirty-two nodes of the Ouyang family.

In the depths of the underground under Ningzhifeng, Xu Ziyan and Ouyang Ling held the night pearl, and released a third fire attribute hood to move forward. In the vision of both of them, a circular cave finally appeared.
Ouyang Ling’s
ah
exclaimed, and her face was ecstatic, and her eyes stared at the front. A light blue long sword hangs in the air in front of them. Just hanging there is a kind of inexplicable pressure.
Xu Ziyan's eyes swept away, and there was a hint of surprise on her face. She did not think that the sword that the Ouyang family lost here was actually a pinnacle of the late nine.
Behind the body, Ouyang Ling walked from the side of Xu Ziyan and rushed toward the long sword. Xu Ziyan grabbed Ouyang Ling’s arm and shouted:
"Be careful!"
Ouyang Ling was caught by Xu Ziyan and heard the voice of Xu Ziyan. The figure was a meal and she looked towards it.
This sword is not a purple smoke, it belongs to the Ouyang family, so Xu Ziyan is not as excited as Ouyang Ling. Besides, Xu Ziyan himself has a congenital fairy treasure five-color sword. There is also a Thunder giant sword that does not know what grade. Not so much shock to the ice sword in front of him. Therefore, after seeing the sword, she immediately observed it in the surrounding environment.
Under the hungry ice shovel is a clear spring water, but the clear spring water keeps rising a trace of extremely cold gas absorbed by the shovel in the midair. Although there is a fire attribute defensive shield. Xu Ziyan still can clearly feel the icy cold that comes from the pool of water.
Therefore, Xu Ziyan realized the danger of the pool spring water. When he saw Ouyang Ling desperately rushed to the ice sword in the water pool. I grabbed it back. At this time, I saw Ouyang Ling wake up from the enthusiasm, and then pointed her finger at the waterhole. Ouyang Ling also saw the water pool at this time and felt its ice cold. I thought that the chill that was released from this pool was so unbearable for her. If I had just fallen into the pool, what would be the end?
Thinking of this, I turned back and said to Xu Ziyan deeply: "Xu Daoyou, thank you!"
Xu Ziyan released the hand holding Ouyang Ling’s arm and said softly:
There is a monument there, let’s go see it.

Ouyang Ling looked at Xu Ziyan's gaze, and there was a stone monument two meters high next to the pool. The two men carefully leaned toward the pool, the closer they were to the colder. If there is not a defensive hood, the two will be completely frozen.
Standing in front of the stone tablet, looking at the stone monument through the light of the night pearl.
"Wu is Ouyang Yan, when I was fighting with the southern Xinjiang Qingpao, I was dyed by the poisonous attack with the ice sword. After killing the green robe, I placed the hail sword here and restored it. When the blade is restored to light blue, it is when it is fully restored..."
"Ouyang Yan?"
Ouyang Ling fell into meditation, and Huo Ran remembered that Ouyang Yan was once the patriarch of the Ouyang family. Later, it seems that the legend was poisoned and died. That should also pass down the news of the ice sword!
Ouyang Ling continued to think of the generation of generations of patriarchs, and spit out a long breath. She remembered that after the death of Ouyang Yan, the patriarch, the 78th generation patriarch did not return after going out to travel, was considered by the family to be an accidental death, presumably the thing of the ice sword can only be known by each generation of patriarchs. When he died in an accident, he broke the news of the ice sword. It’s a pitiful day, let me recover this sword today. Is this the sign of God’s revival of the Ouyang family?
Take a deep breath. Ouyang Ling extended her hand, and the hand was extended in space, and she grabbed the ice sword from the middle of the pool. Xu Ziyan tightly locked the hail sword, always ready to cope with unexpected accidents. In her heart, she always felt that this sword was the inheritance treasure of the Ouyang family and would not be taken away so easily.
Sure enough, when Ouyang Ling’s hand grasped the hilt of the hail sword, the hail sword suddenly burst into a dazzling cold. From the hand of Ouyang Ling holding the handle of the hailstone, it began to freeze, and then transmitted into the fire-defense hood at the speed visible to the naked eye, spreading toward Ouyang Ling’s arm...
"Save me!" Ouyang Ling immediately felt that she could not stop the ice cold, and turned to Xu Ziyan shouted in panic.
Xu Ziyan stepped forward and grabbed the arm that was being frozen. He released the meaning of the fire and greeted him with the hail of the opposite side.
The two gases collide together in an instant. There was a white gas in the middle...
Xu Ziyan’s eyebrows picked up and found that his own fire could not stop the spread of the hail, and only slowed down its spread. Looking into the hail sword, while blocking the hail sword, he thought quickly. Suddenly my heart moved:
"Ouyang patriarch, you drop a drop of blood on the ice sword, it may admit the blood of your Ouyang family."
When Ouyang Ling’s eyes lit up, she immediately bit the index finger of her left hand and stretched out her arm to drop a drop of blood on the sword of the ice sword.
The drop of blood slid into the blade at the moment of dropping the blade, followed by a glow that spread toward the entire blade. After that, it gradually fades. The entire blade has returned to a pale blue appearance.
Xu Ziyan immediately felt that the hail began to recede, immediately put away the meaning of the fire, loosened the hand holding Ouyang Ling's arm.
The hail of the Ouyang Ling's arm quickly dissipated and completely receded from Ouyang Ling's arm. Returned to the sword body...
"叮~~"
A sigh of joy, the ice sword, such as a lake, was held in the hands of Ouyang Ling.
"Congratulations!" Xu Ziyan arched his hand to Ouyang Ling.

Thank you!
Ouyang Ling seriously pointed to Xu Ziyan:
Xu Daoyou. You help the Ouyang family to find the treasure of inheritance, what you need, though.

Xu Ziyan slightly thought about it: "Let me see."
At this time, Xu Ziyan is not polite. After paying, I have to get a reward. I walked to the side of the cold pool and transmitted the knowledge into it. An extremely cold chill was uploaded from the gods. There was a tendency to freeze her gods. Xu Ziyan Reluctantly resisting the chill, the gods shrouded the bottom of the cold pool. Ouyang Ling behind her seems to realize what it is, and her face immediately transmits the meaning of tension.
The consciousness of Xu Ziyan finally covered the whole bottom of the cold pool, and quickly found two groups of 朦朦青光, one big and one small, carefully scanned and found two beads, one is like a fist size, one is like a finger size.
Xu Ziyan immediately reached out and grabbed the bottom of the pool, but only after touching the water of the cold pool, an irresistible chill spread along her arm to the body. Even the meaning of her fire can not resist.
Xu Ziyan hurriedly took back his arm and sat on the side of the pool, using the meaning of fire to start the cold. After half an hour, the chill was expelled, and a sigh of relief gave me a sigh of relief. Turned to Ouyang Ling, before she opened her mouth, Ouyang Ling said hard:
"Xu Daoyou, must there be ice beads in the cold pool?"

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