With her current strength in the late Yuan Infant period, it is difficult to move on the Ninth Mountain, and she can live a normal life with the help of a lucky bag given by her master.

It's really that the invisible coercion of the Ninth Mountain is too great, and it won't be able to come up at all until the tribulation period.

As for why my own man can live here all the time.

That's because my man is not an ordinary person!

He is the only one in the world who has such ability! Without the blessing bag given by the Master, he can move freely on the Ninth Mountain and walk on the ground.

The further up she walked along the path, the more Ming Fei felt the gravitational pressure she was facing.

At first, she was able to cope with it, and her walking pace was not sluggish.

But after only a hundred steps, she sensed that the force of gravity had doubled.

Her straight back was bent a little.

Taking a deep breath, Ming Fei raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the top of the mountain, her eyes were firm and she did not give up.

She could tell from the conversation between the two elders that Changqing was on it.

Moreover, she had a hunch that something bad was going on on him.

She was worried.

So, even if it is dangerous for her to climb to the top of the mountain, she has to go up.

When she saw her man, she had to count it down fiercely, so that he would know how worried she was if he didn't turn on the communicator.

Step by step, Ming Fei was already sweating, her back was bent, and her knees were trembling with every step.

When "Poof...... reached the last distance, Ming Fei spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Blood spurted out, instantly condensed into solid in the air, and when it fell to the ground, it had become a small blood cell.

She should have vomited this mouthful of blood a long time ago, but she had been enduring it, and now she couldn't hold it anymore, so she spurted out the blood squeezed out by gravity.

Ming Fei roughly counted, and there were still more than fifty steps left to reach the flat land at the top of the mountain.

By this time, it was completely dark.

The sky is full of stars, the moon is high, and visibility is high.

After taking two more steps forward, Ming Fei was pressed by gravity to his knees on one knee.

She simply lay on the ground.

The moment he lay on the ground, his body instantly felt better.

If you can't walk, you need to climb!

Ming Fei used his hands hard, slowly dragging his body, and climbed towards the top of the mountain.

……

Qin Jun took off his clothes and jumped directly into the extremely cold but not frozen cold pool.

The cold pool here was nearly a hundred times colder than the cold pool in his palace.

The cold pool in his palace is a pool used to strengthen his body, and he often cultivates in it, but at this moment, he is not cultivating, but is drawing cold qi into his body, forming cold poison in the meridians.

As soon as he entered the cold pool, Qin Jun was enveloped in the cold.

For a moment, Qin Jun felt that he was about to freeze to death.

In order to allow the cold to enter his body smoothly, he did not open the body defense barrier.

Whenever he felt like he was about to be frozen out of his body, the lucky bag in his hand would exude a warm energy to stimulate him.

This is a blessing bag given by the Master, which can save your life in times of crisis.

Countless cold qi rushed into Qin Jun's body, and at the beginning of the cold qi entering his body, he would be expelled from his body by the spiritual power in his body.

As the cold qi poured into his body more and more, the spiritual power of the automatic protector could not suppress the cold qi that was many times greater than him.

Gradually, the cold prevailed, forcing the spiritual power to hide everywhere.

The cold began to wreak havoc and destroy Qin Jun's body.

Qin Jun, who had been closing his eyes tightly and meditating in the cold pool, had a slightly painful expression on his face, and a trace of cold blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.