Although Ye Han had some doubts in his heart, he glanced at the cold ice in front of him and did not delay any longer.

In just such a moment, a faint layer of frost had formed on his robe, even if Ye Han's physique was extremely cold, he didn't dare to stay too long in front of this level of ice.

As soon as his mind moved, a black light flew out of his hand, like a black thunderbolt, piercing through the ground.

This icicle has been here for an unknown number of years, and it has long been connected to the ice below. However, fortunately, although the ice walls around here were also very hard, they had not yet reached the level of the pitch-black icicles, and under Ye Han's Soul Breaking Flying Knife, it was naturally easy to separate it from the ice surface.

Ye Han raised his hand and swept through the void, and by the time his sleeve was withdrawn, the pitch-black icicle that had stood in the ice cave for hundreds of years had disappeared. In front of Ye Han, only an empty ice cave remained.

In the spirit beast space, the sleepy Cang Yan and his already sleeping clansmen shivered in unison, Cang Yan couldn't help but snort, and a pair of fiery fire pupils seemed to flash a look of doubt.

Why do you feel a little cold, is the owner coming in?

Cang Yan shook his head slightly, although Ye Han's body exuded an amazing cold aura all the time because of the exercises, but because of his cultivation, the cold aura in Ye Han's body was far from reaching the level of affecting the entire spirit beast space.

If the cold qi unconsciously released in Ye Han's body was so strong that it made Cang Yan feel cold, then Ye Han's cultivation should at least be comparable to it.

With a slight snort, Cang Yan lay down again, and it didn't notice that the space of the spirit beast seemed to be a little smaller.

That's because in this space, Ye Han separated a small room, and Cang Yan didn't know that next door to it lived a "neighbor" wrapped in ice.

After settling down this "household", Ye Han looked around, without that spirit sword suppressed here, naturally there would be no more monstrous sword qi, this ice cave that has been preserved for hundreds of years, I am afraid that it will not be long before it will be buried by the turbulent wind and snow between this heaven and earth, and no longer leave any traces.

When Ye Han, who had withdrawn his palm, turned around and wanted to leave, a strange feeling suddenly came from under his feet. Lowering his head, Ye Han found that where he had just landed, a thin layer of ice had been broken by him, and what came out of the ice layer was a human corpse that had almost turned into white bones.

Although the corpse had turned into white bones, it was clear that it had not been naturally corrupted.

In this ice array, even the corpses of the ancients will probably be preserved vividly. And although this corpse bone turned into a skeleton, looking at the traces of frost erosion on its white bones, the fall was definitely no more than a few decades of effort, much shorter than that old sword king.

A touch of void color appeared in Ye Han's eyes, and the light flickered slightly, he seemed to have discovered something, and a trace of trance appeared on his face, but it was quickly restrained by him, as if he didn't notice anything.

Ye Han retracted his gaze, didn't pay any more attention to the white bone corpse, his body jumped up, and ran on the ice walls on both sides, and returned to the place just now in a few flashes.

The whirlpool above that void had not disappeared, but looking at the air flow that had slowly faded, it was obvious that it would not last long, and Ye Han naturally stepped towards it without hesitation.

It's just that when his body flickered, the airflow around him changed again, and a rich cold air emerged between heaven and earth, and a long sword made of cold ice stabbed at him in the air, and where the ice blade fell, it was Ye Han's death door.

And behind him, a frost storm formed by the convergence of cold qi burst in, looking at the direction it was pointing, it was obviously Ye Han's heart, if he was hit this time, Ye Han would not be enough to die even if he had ten lives.

Really......

Ye Han didn't have to look back at all to know that after the Xuanwu Array Spirit had gone through the initial miscalculation, he quickly reacted. Even if its body can't move, it can still command the cold ice between heaven and earth to be used for it.

The ice long sword that stabbed towards Ye Hanfei from all directions was obviously the handiwork of the immobile Xuanwu Array Spirit.

Looking at the slowly fading whirlpool in front of him, Ye Han gritted his teeth slightly, and another black whirlpool appeared with a seal in his hand, devouring all the long swords flying behind him.

The method of the inner star map, the supernatural power: devouring the gods!

However, the biggest threat to Ye Han now was not the frost long swords that pointed at his death gate, but the frost cold current that erupted from the Xuanwu mouth from the back and pointed straight at Ye Han's back heart.

Compared with the previous cold current that sealed Ye Han's ice, this frost wind pillar was only three feet wide, which was obviously much smaller, but the cold contained in it made Ye Han's complexion change slightly.

In the frost, the center of the cold current even revealed a faint black glow, although it was far from being comparable to the black ice that Xuanwu controlled when he used his magical powers, but it was obvious that this was by no means the temperature that ordinary cold could reach.

Sensing the extreme low temperature of this cold snap, Ye Han's expression was not too flustered, and now he is no longer Ye Han who only knows how to use the power of some stars.

Ye Han ordered the astrolabe to fall back into his hand, his left hand held this innate treasure tightly in front of his chest, and the true yuan in his body poured into it desperately, and his right hand formed a series of handprints, completely stimulating the power of the stars in the astrolabe that converged into a sea of stars.

The light of the vast stars converged in the void, outlining straight lines like a silver hook iron painting, and from a distance, it seemed like a chessboard unfolding between heaven and earth.

Soon, the chessboard had been extended, and at the intersection of the lines of the chessboard, the black chess pieces were left on it, obviously this was not just a chessboard, but also a chess game that reached the sky.

It's just that this chessboard suspended above the void is not complete, it is just an endgame.

The black pieces in the chessboard occupy an absolute advantage, and in the huge chess game, there are almost no white pieces to see, and the black chess pieces have occupied half of the country.

Condensing such a heavenly chess game, Ye Han also breathed slightly, the true yuan in his body that far exceeded the same level was almost exhausted, and it was obviously not easy for him to use some great divine powers with his current cultivation.

The Yantian Astrolabe is a treasure of Qimen, even if it is an innate thing, it is still not good at attacking the arts.

Therefore, what Ye Han was using at this time was not so much to break through this cold current storm, but rather to seal it and block it for a moment.

The direction that this cold current is pointing in is obviously not just Ye Han's body, if Ye Han dodges it, this cold air that passes through the sky will blast the vortex that opened the formation door into pieces.

Therefore, even though Ye Han's cultivation was insufficient, Ye had to forcibly overdraw his Yuan Force, completely stimulating the power in the Yantian Astrolabe, and condensing it into this heavenly chess game.

The stars set the yin and yang, and the chessboard is in the future!