The top is Jian, and the bottom is the sword, and the surrounding seal is not particularly tight, but it is difficult for those terrible flames to poke into the head so accurately. The only problem was that the thermal conductivity of the metal was too good, and it didn't take long for Tong Yan to feel the hot sensation under his feet.

He naturally thought of the ants on the hot pot, and without hesitation, he stepped into the air and used the Heaven and Earth Escape Method of the Zhongzhou School to put himself in the air.

Jing Jiu knew that it was only a temporary relief now, he couldn't last too long in the Yang Gang Fire of the Burning Sun Banner, not to mention other swords and people, if this continued, the Cosmic Edge might melt at any time, of course, Tong Yan would definitely be burned to death before that. He had already thought of this, and without hesitation, he summoned the cicada and placed it on top of his head, and at the same time, with his right hand grabbing it in the air, a large pit appeared in the ground, and a lot of burning earth was collected by him to other places.

A cold chill came down from above, enveloping his whole body like a cloak, and the excess chill fell onto the cosmic edge, and then dispersed, lowering the temperature here.

Looking at the little snow-white beetle, Tong Yan was a little surprised, thinking to himself what kind of treasure this was, and it could actually resist the heat brought by the Sun Banner a little?

The chilling cicada lay on top of Jing Jiu's head, a little uneasy. In the past, it was lying on top of Liu Ada's head, and Liu Ada's lying on the top of Jing Jiu's head was separated by a layer after all, but now this is equivalent to being directly on the top of the master's head, which is really a little disrespectful, and what does the master want him to do? Is it because he wants me to extinguish these terrible flames outside? But I am just the lowest-level snow beetle in the snow country, where can I have this ability?

While it was thinking about these things, Qing'er's voice suddenly came from Qingtianjian, which was suffering countless fire attacks: "No!

Tong Yan glanced at Jing Jiu, and thought to himself, Didn't you say that Qingtianjian was more resistant to burning? It's only been a while, and it's already been a long time, and it's already unbearable?

Jing Jiu was also a little puzzled, thinking that according to his own deduction and calculation, Qingtianjian's burn resistance should still be above the cosmic front, and now that the cosmic front has just begun to turn red and has not yet melted, why can't Qingtianjian work first?

Qing'er waved her transparent wings, flew out of the Qingtianjian, looked at the cicada above Jing Jiu's head, her eyes suddenly brightened, like a bee that saw the flowers, she pounced over, sat on Jing Jiu's shoulder and hugged his head sideways, and by the way, she also hugged the cicada into her arms, and finally felt cooler, and said to Jing Jiu's ear: "If you don't think of any other way, everyone is going to die." ”

All of them are going to die, which means that there is more than one person who is going to die.

In the illusion of Qingtianjian, the sky has turned a dull red.

In a certain mountain village in the south of the old Chu State, the white-haired Zhang Dagongzi was eating, and the sultry weather made him sweat constantly, and the millet porridge that was cooled by the well water could not arouse any appetite for him.

He looked at the sky, which was still bright and radiant with infinite heat, smashed the bowl in anger, and scolded, "What the hell is wrong with this world?"

After Qingtianjian's world was frozen, Zhang Dagongzi was the first person to wake up, of course he knew that this world was different from before, such as time has obviously slowed down a lot, for example, no one woke up except himself, his son and granddaughter were sleeping, and everyone else in the village was also sleeping, even in the county town, which was weird and chilling.

His temperament is somewhat similar to his parents, and he has a very unstinting spirit at some critical moments, otherwise he would not dare to assassinate the emperor from his father at the beginning, if he were someone else, he would have been scared to death in this strange world, but it only took him ten days to get used to it, anyway, the family has stored a lot of food, not worried about starvation, but needs to cook by himself, which makes him have some regret about his daughter-in-law's craftsmanship.

As for those sleeping people who don't seem to need to eat, he thinks that these people should also wake up slowly, not too worried, every day is to take a salted fish in this house, pick a few handfuls of vegetables in that house, but at noon today, the whole world suddenly became extremely hot, at this time it was already twilight, but the night did not come, it really made him a little unbearable.

He walked out of the courtyard with a wooden stick, climbed to the hill and looked into the distance, his clothes had already been taken off, and his thin body was covered with sweat.

The green trees have withered and are dying, and if they continue like this, the water in the river will dry up, and what about those who are sleeping? Will they die of heat before they have time to wake up?

Zhang Dagongzi looked back at his yard at the foot of the mountain, thinking of his lovely granddaughter, his withered lips trembled slightly, and muttered: "Your Majesty, if you don't care anymore, you will die." ”

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A bell suddenly rang in the depths of Jing Jiudao's heart.

The bell has long been returned, where does this bell come from?

Then, he vaguely heard someone say something to him, and he probably understood the situation.

Qingtianjian could still resist the Burning Sun Banner for a while, but that world couldn't bear it.

This deviated from his deduction, and the plan had to be changed slightly, and that method was used in advance, hoping that it would not affect the final outcome.

The sky was full of flowing fire, making a dull and terrifying sound, and the flames overflowing from the cracks in the ground rose into the air, constantly burning the cosmic edge, which really made people worry that it would turn back into the burning stick when it was in the snowfield.

Suddenly, countless layers of sediment appeared in the air, most of them spilled on the surface of Qingtianjian, some on the ground below, and of course, some on the cosmic front.

The cosmic front made a sizzling sound, generating a lot of fog, and the sword body was much darker, significantly lowering the temperature a lot, and the same was true for Qingtianjian.

Qing'er was surprised, wondering where the mud and sand came from.

Tong Yan thought about Jing Jiu's previous action of grabbing in the air, looked at the big pit on the ground, and thought to himself, could it be these mud and sand?

The sand was still burning, why was the fire extinguished and so cold?

In front of the snowy mountain cliff, Wang Xiaoming clearly felt an extremely cold aura over there through the scorching sun flag, and he was very surprised, thinking what the hell is this?

You must know that the flame temperature of the Sun Banner is unimaginably high, and that chill can actually consume a lot of flames, how cold must it be?

He couldn't think of how there could be such a cold thing in the world, not even the three-foot sword of Defeng on the green mountain couldn't do it.

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Not to mention the three-foot sword of Shangde Peak, even the cold veins under Shangde Peak or even the temperature of the ice peak in the depths of the snow field are not as good as the chill contained in those mud and sand.

The universe is the coldest place in the world.

Jing Jiu sent those burning sediments into the universe, whether it was the Yang Gang Fire of the Burning Sun Banner or some other fire, it would naturally be extinguished in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the temperature of the sediment drops sharply.

Jing Jiu then took back the sediment and used it to cool down Qingtianjian and Cosmic Front.

If he was not restricted in transporting things to the universe, the Sun Banner would certainly mean nothing to him, but it would be impossible.

Because in that case, let alone the Burning Sun Banner, any magic weapon and powerhouse in the Chaotian Continent could be wiped out by him with a snap of his fingers.

Even if the process is as simple as withdrawing money from a wallet, reaching into the wallet and then taking the money out, it takes effort, not to mention such a large amount of sediment.

The cold mud and sand blocked those terrible flames, and then heated up dramatically.

Jing Jiu knew that this method could not be sustained, and said to Tong Yan: "I'll kill him." ”

Tong Yan said, "How much?"

Jing Jiu thought about the Seal of the Hades Emperor, the bamboo card, and the Netherworld Immortal Sword, which were the means to press the bottom of the box, and said, "Twenty percent." ”

Qing'er said worriedly, "How can this be done?"

Jing Jiu said to Qing'er: "It's hard for me to die, if I can't kill him, I'll take you away." ”

Qing'er had entered his body and seen the dark, boundless and cold world, guessing that he should have a way to leave with Qingtianjian, and said, "You took him in too?"

Jing Jiu said: "He is alive. ”

Qing'er said urgently: "I am also alive." ”

"These are two different ways of living. ”

Jing Jiu looked at Tong Yan and said, "If you have any last words, tell her first." ”

After saying this, he reached out and took Qing'er and handed it to Tong Yan, and disappeared.

Han Cicada was in Qing'er's arms, looking around in horror, thinking to himself if the master was ready to do it himself?

There is no new cold sand, Qingtianjian heats up sharply, and soon turns red, if it continues like this, maybe it will drip copper juice, and the situation of the cosmic front is even more miserable, it has begun to soften, and it looks like a noodle, no, a dough cake.

Qing'er is a spirit body, relatively better, but Tong Yan can't withstand this kind of high temperature, her clothes are burned with countless holes, her hair is withered, and there are a lot of blisters on her mouth and face, looking even more miserable than Cosmic Feng.

The cicada kept crawling on Tong Yan's face, trying to cool him down and relieve the pain, but in fact it was the worst one, the snow-white body had turned red, and it was about to be ripe.

"If he persists a little longer, he might be able to kill the other man. ”

Qing'er waved her wings, flying in the flames to dodge, and kept cheering up Tong Yan and the cicadas.

"It's too unlikely to be 10%. ”

Tong Yan said to Qing'er: "After receiving Qingtianjian, I will take you away." ”

It wasn't until this time that Qing'er didn't know that he still had a backhand, and he was very surprised, thinking to himself, are you really so cold and terrible that people who are good at playing chess?

Say that if you abandon your son, you will abandon your son, and if you say that you can hide your strength, you can hide it to the end?

She suddenly had hope, Jing Jiu's chess level is still above Tong Yan, does that mean that he is also hiding something?

Han Cicada heard Tong Yan's words, stopped treating him, jumped on his shoulder, and looked at his lips seriously.

The master clearly said that there was a possibility of two percent, but this person said that there was only one percent, did he look down on the master, or did he think that the master was lying to him?

But no matter what, this person deceived the master, and when the master returns, he must find a way to tell him.

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There is a hole on the other side of the Great Snow Mountain.

It was the hole left by the cosmic front that penetrated the mountain after it was shaken away by the scorching sun flag.

Underneath the small hole was a thin stream of snow that grew larger until it became a solidified waterfall.

That's what happened to the avalanche just now.

The entire foothill is almost filled.

Suddenly, the surface of the snow rose slightly, gradually rising, and it looked like a snowman standing up.

That's a snowman.

The snowman was small, and the lower half of his body was buried in the snow, which made him look even more compact.

This snowman has black eyes, but beyond that, there is nothing left on his face, no nose in sight, and no mouth.

It's white, it's so clean.

It looked over the mountain, feeling the heat over there, and there was no emotion in its eyes, but it gave birth to an extremely cold and terrifying aura.

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(Happy New Year, everyone, the typos in the chapters a few days ago have all been corrected, fresh and set off, there will definitely be a lot of typos in the chapters of these days in the future, and I will find time to revise them.) In addition, this chapter is not a manuscript, I finished it before eight o'clock, and finally collected the name of Xue Ji, how about Bai Wanmao...... ）