Judging by Ye Feng's strength now, if such an ice storm was to be resisted by using demonic energy, it would not be able to hurt him.

But he didn't plan to resist these demonic qi now, he planned to take this opportunity to exercise this body, because the strength of the body was too poor, he didn't even dare to continue to absorb the demonic blood, the demonic blood he absorbed last time, there was still magic left in the body at this time.

Encountering such an ice and snow storm is not only a crisis for him, but an opportunity.

After three minutes passed, there was no one intact place on his body, and the flesh that had been cut by the ice cube would soon have new ice edges cut through the flesh inside, eventually taking away his skin and flesh piece by piece.

This kind of Ling Chi-like pain is not something that ordinary people can endure at all, and ordinary warriors who stay in this storm for more than a minute, even if they don't die, they will go crazy because of the pain.

Ye Feng originally had his eyes closed, but then his eyelids were blown away by freezing, he felt this pain, if it weren't for the fact that his face was so stiff that he couldn't move, he might still smile.

No pain, no gain!

Even ordinary people understand this truth, let alone him?

For him, this kind of pain was far from unbearable! As the First Demon Emperor of the Ages, the pain he had experienced in his body and even in his soul was not at all something that ordinary people could imagine!

When this body has reached the limit of patience, the magic power in the body that has not been fully absorbed begins to launch a violent counterattack.

Streams of magic power poured out from the bone marrow and from the depths of the cells, Ye Feng sensed this, and finally began to ignite the black flame of the Burning Immortal in his body, and in an instant, the black flame of the whole person churned, blocking all the wind and snow from his body.

The ice storm hit the black flame, and it instantly turned into water vapor, and a long ice belt also appeared behind Ye Feng, which was a phenomenon that appeared when the water vapor that was constantly bumping out of his body was immediately condensed into ice by the ice storm.

Without the ice storm continuing to attack, Ye Feng's body began to reshape rapidly under the action of magic power, and the cells activated by magic power divided and proliferated wildly, and regrew new flesh and skin.

After just ten minutes, Ye Feng's originally miserable skin and flesh regrew, and his strong chest stood proudly in the wind and snow, and his skin was flat and smooth.

Ye Feng once again removed the Immortal Burning Black Flame, gathered all the demonic energy, and let the ice storm descend on his body again.

This time, his newly grown skin and muscles were far stronger than the defense just now, and the ice storm hit his body, and there were only faint scratches.

It wasn't until five minutes later that his body showed damage, but once it did, the ice storm began to destroy his body from the wounds, and more wounds began to appear like the Yellow River lacked an embankment. Eighteen minutes later, his body was shattered and bruised again.

The magic power emerged again, and Ye Feng released the Burning Immortal Black Flame to isolate the ice storm, so that the body was reborn, and every time it was reborn, the strength of the body would be greatly enhanced!

This kind of exercise has been repeated until the ice and snow storm has no effect on Ye Feng's body, and it can't do any harm!

At this time, a whole night had passed, Ye Feng clenched his fist with satisfaction, feeling the strength of his body, his current body was more than ten times stronger than before, even if he didn't use demonic qi to defend, he could resist the bullet shooting of ordinary pistols.

Invulnerability, that's what it's like.

At this time, in the ship, even the Divine Guards could not stand the cold all night, and they all hid in the cabin, and the entire interior of the icebreaker was full of ice and snow.

For these people who hid in the cabin, it was absolutely incredible to stand on the roof of the ship for the night in the face of a snowstorm.

"The blizzard is almost over. In the captain's room, Scott looked out the window at the snow and ice, and with experience, he could feel that the wind and snow were getting smaller, which meant that the eye of the wind center had passed, and they were on the tail of the hurricane, and soon the wind would be completely gone.

"Thankfully!" the first mate breathed a sigh of relief, the icebreaker had survived the snowstorm all night without any breakdowns, which was definitely a blessing, after all, when designing, it was not considered that the cabin would be ventilated at both ends.

"Captain......" A trembling voice suddenly sounded, it was the crew member in charge of the direction, he pressed his face to the glass, tried his best to look up at the sky, and said, "Heaven...... There's something in the sky!"

Scott's eyelids jumped: "There's a wind and snow in the sky?"

"It's not...... It's a big thing, long ......," the crew member said in horror.

"Airplanes?"

"Clouds?"

Several crew members speculated, but Scott ruled them out almost instantly.

In a blizzard, visibility is so low that it is impossible to see anything in the real sky, and what they can see with the naked eye is definitely something that is also wrapped in an ice storm.

With such a violent snowstorm, how could an airplane come in? Not even a fighter plane!

He slammed down to the window and looked up, and sure enough, in the white wind and snow, there was a long strip flying in the sky, and it was clearly circling around the icebreaker!

Blocked by the wind and snow, he could only see a vague shadow, which looked like a eaten snake, with a long neck, a bloated belly, a short tail, and what appeared to be flat limbs.

"Inform Monsieur Pompey!" Scott yelled, and with a roar, he came to his senses, pushed the others away, and snatched the walkie-talkie himself.

Outside the cabin of the Holy Maiden, there were several icicles. Inside these icicles were one Divine Guard after another, who had been standing in the snow and ice all night, and Pompeii, the Commander of the Divine Guard, was one of them.

It was as if he had melted into the ice and snow, and his whole body was covered with ice edges.

Instead of entering the warm cabin, they chose to stand there and guard the saint.

Ever since the appearance of the Iceman like the one just now, Pompeii felt that all the ice cubes might condense into a new Iceman, so he didn't dare to take it lightly.

What's more, with the strength of these few of them, as long as the true power is running in their bodies, the ice storm can't hurt them.

Suddenly, Pompeii was in the icicle, opened his eyes, and his whole body moved, and all the ice pieces instantly cracked, and he shook them off.

He raised his head and looked straight into the ceiling of the ship.

Several Divine Guards around him also broke through the ice one after another, and their faces were full of solemnity.

They all felt it, the terrifying aura that fell from the sky, like an ancient fierce beast that had killed countless people, and stared at them with a pair of huge pupils at this time.

"What the hell is it......" Pompey cursed in a low voice, and carefully knocked on the door of the Holy Maiden.