Fang Ran's body turned into ice inch by inch, whether it was the solid muscles and flesh, or the meridians as wide as a river, or his strong divine soul will, in the face of this unreasonable cold, all of them were like a basin of cold water outside the house in the depths of winter, and they were shrouded in ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The roulette wheel of the heavenly machine was frozen by this chill, and the usually dazzling ink line slowly came to a standstill, until it completely stopped running, looking like a splash of ink on a thousand-mile picture scroll, revealing a desolation and tragedy.

This chill even climbed up the roulette wheel of the heavenly machine, dyeing this mysterious and mysterious ink map with a hint of frost and snow, looking like a mirror covered with dust, stained with a trace of darkness.

The rushing spiritual power stopped, the flow of qi and blood stopped, and the precise and sharp thinking eventually tended to stop together.

When everything stops, death comes.

"Changyong, you continue to tie the leash, and think of saving the immortals, and I will deal with this beast!"

Yan Jiuweng commanded eagerly, and with a cross in his heart, he handed the black spear to Yan Changyong: "Use it well, don't break it! Leather may not be able to withstand this cold air, and I am afraid that there is only one chance at most!"

"But the patriarch, the ice ......"

Yan Jiuweng snorted coldly: "Shangxian said, this beast's strength has weakened, and it has come out of the cold cave again, this time I want to see what other means it has!"

Clicking, Yan Jiuweng casually folded off a stalagmite hanging from the top of the stone cave near the left, grabbed the surface of the stalagmite with his hand, swept away all the stone chips, and then placed it in front of him to adjust his posture slightly, exhaled loudly, and whistled and rushed to the Bing Xiao who turned back again, and was angry.

"Brute, give me death!"

"Roar!" Bing Xiao's eyes were red, his momentum was furious, his qi and blood were in great deficit, and the human flesh and firewood in front of him were some firewood, but his qi and blood were just a great supplement!

Yan Changyong watched Yan Jiu Weng rush forward, Yan Jiu Weng's posture holding the stone spear was a little deformed, and the dislocated shoulders that had been dislocated by the bombardment of the Bing Xiao Ice Armor just now greatly affected his strength. Bing Xiao's combat power has been reduced, and he has no immortal body, but Yan Jiuweng's situation is much worse than that of Bing Xiao, and I am afraid that he will not be able to fight for a long time at all.

"Quick, quick, quick!"

Yan Changyong gritted his teeth and didn't look at Yan Jiuweng, lowered his head and said three quick words to himself in a row, and his hands sped up his movements.

The leather that can be used as armor in the tribe is basically all those cave beasts with rough skin and thick flesh, all of which are carefully tanned by special craftsmen, mixed with the juice of stone spirit mushrooms, and they are not as strong as words, ordinary warriors can't pierce them with spears, but Yan Changyong wants to tear these leather armor pieces into finger thickness one by one with his bare hands at this moment, so he can't help but be anxious.

Xiao Yan was still digging at the jade jue on the ground in vain, and this cold air had no effect on it at all. The sharp claws that could cut directly through the mountain slashed across the jade jue and made a sharp and piercing sound, as if two pieces of metal were pressed together and rubbed.

"You pay back my mother, you pay back my mother, you pay back my mother!"

This little dragon has been eating and sleeping and eating extremely comfortably since birth, this is the first time that it has been so out of shape and so crazy, and a faint bloodthirsty wild aura slowly emanates from its body, which actually makes this small body produce a great sense of ferocity and danger out of thin air.

This jade jue is harder than Xiao Yan's dragon claws, and after a while, fine crumbling marks have appeared on Xiao Yan's claws, and even the scales have signs of cracking, and the golden dragon blood seeps out from the gaps in the scales and dyes on the jade jue.

Tens of thousands of miles away, the Valley of the Wasteland.

In the martial arts arena, Zhong Mingtai, who was training the guards, suddenly stopped the martial arts of the Xuanyu Zhenyan Banner in his hand, and the banner was hunting in the wind, he looked in a direction on the horizon, his eyes were solemn, and he was silent. Sensing that he had stopped, the guards in the squad cautiously asked, "Commander, what's wrong?"

Zhong Mingtai's hand holding the banner continued to exert strength, the roots and green tendons burst out, a mountain and river loomed behind him, and his rough voice whispered to himself: "Not strong enough, not strong enough! If you are stronger, you can share your worries for the main thing!"

Immediately, he raised his gaze, and his face turned pale: "Continue to practice! Change the light knife for the heavy knife, split five hundred times, set the knife five hundred times, and then go eighteen times through the whole chapter of the Burning Wild Knife Technique!"

"Yes!"

In the conference hall, Lin Yuan, the only son of the Lin family in Wantong Trade City, and Ying Ruoyan handed over this batch of goods: "This is the list of materials for the reinforcement formation that I said before, as well as a batch of medicinal materials that Tsing Yi wanted." The quality of her elixir is excellent, so I have brought an extra 20% of the materials and medicinal materials, which is counted as a thank you gift from my father and me. ”

Ying Ruoyan smiled: "Thank you for me, the head of the Lin family." She saw that Lin Yuan wanted to speak and stopped, and then said, "At this hour, Lian Qingyi should be resting, you go now, you may be able to talk to her before she prescribes a furnace of pills." ”

Lin Yuan's face was overjoyed, and he arched his hand: "Ha! Then I will be out of company!"

When Lin Yuan walked out of the conference hall, Ying Ruoyan's sword eyebrows were twisted, his delicate lips were pursed, he looked into the distance from the window, and said softly: "Why are you so restless?" Fang Ran ...... You must not be fine......"

In the belly of the mountain, Tang Qianqian, who was carving a delicate gear, looked out of the belly of the mountain suspiciously: "The wind is rising?

A hint of surprise flashed in Ou Ye's eyes: "It's not blowing in from the outside, the wind is coming from the valley...... The wind on the flat ground is ......"

Luo Lao, who was sitting in the ancestral hall, frowned. He saw that the lanterns in the ancestral hall suddenly shook and flickered, and there were even faint signs of going out.

"There is another calamity in Huangchen? No......" Luo Lao's old but bright eyes narrowed, staring at the brazier in front of him, and he threw three pieces of tortoise shell into it.

As soon as the tortoise shell entered the brazier, it shattered, but it was not completely broken, but attached to the last bone fragment, maintaining an outward integrity.

"Cracked but not broken, the main thing is nine deaths...... Where is the vitality of a lifetime?Where is the vitality?!"

Two of the three pieces of tortoise shell shattered again, and the lights in the ancestral hall were dimmed, leaving only the last piece of tortoise shell and the last bean lamp, which were crumbling.

Luo Lao's eyes widened, staring at the last piece of tortoise shell, and his face was full of disbelief: "Vitality...... In the midst of death!?put to death...... And the afterlife?!"

The cold eroded Fang Ran's divine soul will, and a piece of Dan's heart was freezing little by little, and it was about to turn into a piece of cold ice completely.

However, when the cold ice spread to the point where Fang Ran was almost completely frozen, the little bit of luck power in the depths of his divine soul stubbornly withstood this biting cold. The power of Xuan Purple Qi Luck is like a heart constantly agitating and contracting, when contracting, the cold pushes and freezes, and when it agitates, it stretches out the cold that has occupied the absolute initiative, and between this agitation and contraction, Fang Ran feels that his consciousness is in a trance, as if he has seen an endless magnificent ice field.

"Where is this ......?"

Fang Ran looked down at himself and found that his body had completely unfroze from the ice, and there was no difference between normal days. The operation of spiritual power is also extremely smooth, and among the 36,000 meridians of Heavenly Envy, the spiritual power turns into a thin trickle, nourishing every inch of cells in the body. Although it was surrounded by ice, Fang Ran felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring, warm and indescribably comfortable.

"This is the vein of jealousy? This feeling of strength increasing every moment is really extraordinary. With such a meridian, I guess the beginning of enlightenment is just around the corner, right?"

Sensing slightly, Fang Ran could feel that on the endless ice fields around him, there was endless ice spiritual power, and between the ice spiritual power, there were wisps of Dao rhyme as thick as fingers.

A realization arose in Fang Ran's mind.

"Within three steps, the gravitational spiritual power is quenched, and more than four steps are taken to lead the Tao rhyme to quench the body, and you can directly control the free spiritual power between heaven and earth with the help of Dao rhyme, and to the extremely high depths, the heaven and the earth are in harmony with each other. At the beginning of the four trails, it is just the beginning. Five steps to promise, to be able to resist the soldiers, ordinary people are invincible, six steps to rush, open the mountains and break the sea, seven steps to hold the yuan, eight steps to pass the Xuan, nine steps to the void...... The control of spiritual power has been improved step by step, and it fits with Dao Yun little by little, and in the end, it almost fits the Dao, and this path is really extremely attractive. ”

He slowly opened his eyes, and his hand brushed over the spiritual power and Dao rhyme that were like swimming fish floating in the heavens and the earth, with a refreshing cool spiritual power and Dao rhyme, so that Fang Ran was almost intoxicated in the middle, like drinking the most mellow wine in the world.

A wisp of Dao Yun slowly appeared in front of Fang Ran, his eyes were intoxicated, and he muttered: "Wine is intoxicating, spiritual power is intoxicating, Dao Yun is even more intoxicating." As long as you pull this rhyme, you can step out of the road to the immortals in one step, and all mortals will step on it. Tsk......"

He opened one hand and gently grasped the wisp of Dao rhyme, and then pressed slightly.

Click.

This wisp of rhyme was crushed by his handful.

A burst of violent divine thoughts swept across the ice field like the craziest blizzard, roaring to tear Fang Ran's entire person to pieces, until it was torn into the finest pieces of spiritual power between heaven and earth, dust to dust, and Fang Ran to the owner of this ice field.

"Oh, alas. The most beautiful wine I have ever drunk is the cloudy wine that was still dregs on the day I inherited the good fortune of the barren day. ”

When the words fell, on the ice field, the spiritual power was gone, and along with those silky Dao rhymes, they also disappeared completely. The ice field became pure cold and lifeless in an instant, and only a blizzard was overwhelming.

"The Ice Fields of Guangtian Monarch are more magnificent than your Ice Fields. ”

The blizzard was even more raging, Fang Ran's words seemed to anger this ice field, and the oncoming snow flakes turned into pieces of ice, like a knife, cutting blood wounds on Fang Ran's body.

Fang Ran, who was drenched in blood, sighed: "Alas, what is this pain? Compared to the pain I felt when I crossed the meridians, it was like a breeze...... By the way, I forgot to mention that the 36,000 veins of Heavenly Jealousy are certainly strong, but I still like the few pitiful meridians that I have penetrated little by little. ”

The corners of his mouth twitched: "I boiled it out, it's true." ”

There was a sound of glass breaking in the body, and the meridians that were still connected a moment ago were all shattered at this time. Fang Ran's body was just like he had at the beginning, there was not a single meridian, empty, and he was full of waste veins.

"Yes, you don't know what my meridians look like, so naturally you can only make 36,000 veins to fool you...... My goal is much more powerful than this pseudo-vein you pinched, 36,000 veins, what is it?"

In the midst of the blizzard, there was a frenzied roar, like the furious roar of some kind of fierce beast from antiquity.

"Annoyed and angry, stupid like you, what do you learn to confuse people's minds?"

"Tiny Terrans, Dead !!" The howling in the blizzard finally whimpered and there was a human voice, which sounded like it could only be produced by the friction of broken stones, and it was extremely unpleasant, and it made people get goosebumps all over their bodies.

However, Fang Ran stood straight on top of the ice field, unmoved.

"Terran? Terrans are small, hum, dogs look down on people...... Fight with me? You can't see this ice field, it's all false?"

The blizzard stopped suddenly, the ice field faded, and between the pure white, only Fang Ran's figure stood in the middle, looking extremely lonely.

The voice like a broken stone came chaotically: "Na Dao Yun, at the beginning of the Dao, be an immortal, don't you want to?"

Fang Ran sneered and gave the broken stone voice a word: "Get out." ”

The power of luck that was strong and undispersed became more and more intense, and Fang Ran's body, which had become an ice lump in the cold cave, was like a war drum beating, and the war drums became more and more agitated, and in the end, the drums were connected into a line, as if something was split by a sword, and a cracking sound sounded. Yan Jiuweng, who was struggling with the ice rays, and Yan Changyong, who was tying the knots, and Xiao Xiao, who was like crazy, suddenly heard this cracking silk, and they all felt that their heartbeats coincided with this sound, as if they were in harmony with it.

"Immortal ......"

"Mother?"

The ice chips squirmed and fell, the sound of qi and blood agitation sounded again, Fang Ran's body made a clicking sound, and along with the sound, there were also fluctuations emitted by the rushing spiritual power, swinging a circle of ripples, shaking the surrounding ice into cracks one after another.

Fang Ran's eyes lit up: "The ghost is not gone, get out of my body!"

Boom! As soon as he shook his body, a white mist was directly dispersed, and the blood under his pale skin quickly spread again.

Xiao Yan clawed, ignorant: "Mother, why did you get so much dandruff......"

Fang Ran smiled: "It's just an evil thought bred by this jade jue, trying in vain to transform my body into an appearance that can make it take away." If I am really stupid and pull the Dao rhyme it gives, I'm afraid that what awaits me is not the beginning of the Fourth Step, but its puppet. How convenient is it for me to freeze to death directly, who has to compare with me whose divine soul is tough? My background is not as good as your evil thoughts, and the divine soul can not compare to you?"

He used the Qingluan flute to pick up the jade jue under the ice, and the cold air of the jade jue at this moment was restrained, and it was no longer the aggressive chill just now, and the temperature in the cold cave was no longer so cold.

The Qingluan flute is carved from Qingluan jade, and after being smelted by blood and fire, it is no longer a complete flute shape, but is impregnated with the sword intent of the ancient scrolls of the river to present the appearance of a sword. At this moment, this jade jue slid down the body of the flute, stuck in a position of the flute hole, like the gauntlet of the sword.

Fang Ran waved a few times at will, and found that the combination of Yu Jue and the flute was tightly sealed, and the jade Jue at the seam extended a little chill, submerged under the flute, and firmly fixed the jade Jue.

"But with a decent sword shape, I can't call you Qingluan Flute in the future, call you Qingluan Sword!"