Inside the ice array, the surging cold currents shook endlessly, and the biting cold wind enveloped the heavens and the earth. In the midst of the wind and snow, a figure was constantly changing the direction of its shape, and the figure was constantly moving through the cracks of this iceberg.

As he kept flashing, the ice blades and snow swords came with him like this, slashing down at him from all directions, and an astonishing cold aura enveloped the void.

The interlocking blades had blocked almost every path he had dodged, and it was much more dangerous than the dense ice rain before.

This figure that was constantly dodging was obviously Ye Han, who had just escaped from the cold ice and took the opportunity to absorb a little cold current to slightly improve his cultivation.

In the face of the ice blade frost knife like a maggot attached to the bone, Ye Han could be said to have tried everything to dodge, and when he really couldn't dodge, he would fold his hands together, converging a pitch-black vortex, devouring and disintegrating it.

Although the method of devouring the gods can dissolve it, even if it is a gluttonous devouring, it will take a few breaths to digest the power of this extreme cold, and at this time, facing the frost and snow sword, Ye Han can only hold his head and run away.

In this constant entanglement, Ye Han's figure almost walked all over this space of hundreds of zhang, and in this heavy oppression, he himself did not realize that his body method was gradually becoming complete.

At this time, in the sea of consciousness, Ye Han suddenly remembered the long-lost mechanical sound, which made the expression on his face reveal surprise again.

As the mechanical and dull voice completely fell, before Ye Han could react, a vast flow of information suddenly poured into his sea of knowledge.

This sudden impact made his face suddenly turn white, and even the black vortex in his hands collapsed slightly, and the steps under his feet were slightly deformed, and the frost and snow swords passed by his side, and danger was repeated for a while.

The sharp pain in his mind made Ye Han feel the muscles on his face jump, even if he clenched his teeth, he couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and bloodshot eyes appeared.

This is still a great rise in his soul realm, directly passing the late stage of the Xuan Rank, and stepping into the realm of the Great Perfection of the Xuan Stage. If such a huge flow of information suddenly poured into the sea of consciousness of ordinary martial artists, I am afraid that it would not be impossible to be directly shocked to the soul.

However, fortunately, this surging information only caused a shock to Ye Han's sea of consciousness at the beginning, and soon those information were integrated into Ye Han's divine consciousness, like a sponge absorbing water, and soon disappeared.

After all, this is a reward produced by the system, and it is obvious that Ye Han's cheap system, although it is superficially ignorant of him as a host, is not enough to pit him to death in this regard.

As Ye Han absorbed the information in the sea of knowledge, he didn't have time to integrate it, but fortunately, after adapting to it, he had stabilized the black vortex in his hand, and the footwork under his feet also recovered.

I don't know if it's an illusion, after Ye Han's soul realm soared, even the footwork under his feet seemed to be much smarter, and he was no longer as rigid and stiff as before.

Sensing the whirlpool in his hand, it did not collapse, and Ye Han also breathed a sigh of relief.

You must know that the god-devouring method that he is using now is not only increasing his cultivation, but also protecting Ye Han's body in the erosion of the ice blade and snow sword transformed by the extremely cold qi.

If Ye Han lost his mind and dispersed it, I am afraid that in a few breaths, his physical body would be penetrated by the power of the extreme cold and frozen again.

Just now, Ye Han used the method of devouring the gods to extract the remaining cold current power in his body, causing the frozen ice crystals in his body to dissolve one after another, but he did not completely recover the injuries caused by his body.

Now that he has left a lot of hidden wounds in his body, if he is frozen by that cold breath again, I am afraid that he will be able to wake up from it again, Ye Han can't guarantee it.

Ye Han is still a human martial artist after all, even if he has practiced the Ice Sacred Method, so that his physical body has a strong resistance to cold ice, but he is still a person after all, not those innate spirits born in cold ice.

Being frozen by that terrifying low temperature and freezing the internal organs and solidifying the blood, to say that it did not cause the slightest injury would be a lie.

Now Ye Han's body has a sharp pain comparable to a thousand cuts, but he forcibly endured it.

In addition to increasing his cultivation accumulation and improving his realm, the biggest reason is that he still wants to rely on his more and more profound cultivation to support his body that is now full of labor and injury.

And when Ye Han's side devoured more and more unscrupulously, the huge Xuanwu Array Spirit also seemed to sense something, and in its huge pupils, a touch of anger suddenly appeared.

Obviously, in its opinion, since Ye Han had the ability to devour the Ice Blade, what he had done before was naturally deliberate. In the eyes of this array spirit, which already had a human intelligence similar to that of a human, there was no doubt that this human with weak cultivation had fooled it.

With a roar of rage, the surging cold wave instantly collapsed, and the huge Xuanwu True Body stood up, a pair of eyes that almost erupted flames staring at the ant-like figure to it.

As the deafening roar spread, the heaven and earth seemed to ripple with invisible power, and the ground under Ye Han's feet trembled at this time, the thick ice layer was torn apart, and the bottomless cracks did not know where to lead.

Astonishing cold qi gushed out from it, the broken glacier collapsed down, and even the dense ice and gravel gathered an astonishing cold qi in the void, and evolved into a huge ice beast.

The huge beasts manifested, and with a low roar, they jumped up one after another, along with the ice blade and snow sword that were circulating in the void, and came towards Ye Han to strangle.

On this mountain-like Xuanwu Holy Beast, one after another ice-blue luster flew out, evolving into spirit snakes, opening their bloody mouths, and biting towards Ye Han.

Let's not talk about the strength of the bite, just the cold traces left by the snake-like spirits passing through the void made Ye Han feel like falling into an ice cave.

In the face of such an offensive, Ye Han could only turn bitter and flee in the wilderness.

He didn't want to bear the wrath of a Xuanwu Array Spirit, although the overwhelming Teng Snake Spirit Body didn't seem to be very strong, but each one gave him a feeling that sent chills down his spine.

This meant that every spirit snake was enough to threaten his life, even with the protection of the power of the galaxy incarnated by the Yantian Astrolabe, Ye Han did not dare to bear the power of this spirit snake's bite, so he could only constantly change his body and dodge frantically.

However, with his cultivation, even if he had the calculation of the Yantian Astrolabe, it was difficult for him to completely avoid this dense killing machine, and he was soon forced to a dead end by several ice beasts, and had to summon the Protective Galaxy of the Yantian Astrolabe again, which saved him the pain of opening his skin and flesh.

It's just that going on like this is really not a way, and if you don't try to get out of it, I'm afraid you will repeat the mistakes of the past.