Chapter 19: The World of Snow

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Is there anything special about it? Murong Han retracted his step and decided to take a look first.

"Hahaha! The treasure is mine. A man jumped into the valley as he spoke, but his expression was forever frozen for that moment.

Sure enough, there was something strange, and Murong Han's face was stunned. The man turned into an ice sculpture the moment he jumped off the mouth of the valley, and then several people who came down all ended up in the same place, turning into ice sculptures and falling into the valley.

This scene made no one stop and watch, and they no longer rushed forward so fanatically, but there were also a few people who were not afraid of death and rushed forward, and the result was still the same.

At this moment, lines appeared in the sky that were visible to the naked eye, appearing around the valley, and those strange patterns were absorbed into the valley.

"This is absorbing the spirit of the water attribute and the ice attribute between heaven and earth, and it seems to be a treasure of the water attribute or ice attribute. ”

Murong Han muttered as he watched the water attribute aura in his hand being gradually sucked away.

Distorted lines appear in the air, and even at night, they emit light, no different from daytime.

The next day, the lines began to disappear from a distance, and it looked as if they were burrowing back into the valley.

"Let's go. ”

When the lines disappeared, several volley powerhouses flew towards the bottom of the valley, and a large group of people behind also jumped down, and Murong Han also jumped down with them.

I don't know how long it has been, the surroundings are still dark, quiet and silent, as if Murong Han is alone, and the air floating under his feet reminds Murong Han that he is still falling.

As time passed, the temperature around him was also dropping, and Murong Han was trembling, making him run his strength to resist the low temperature, but fortunately, a little point of light appeared below, and it looked like it was about to land.

Drink!

Murong Han let out a low roar, struck the spirit in his hand downward, and with the help of a thrust, he slowed down his speed, turned over in the air, unloaded most of his strength, and landed steadily on the snow.

Looking around, Murong Han realized that he was really the only one, and the rest of the people didn't know where they went, and then the people who came down didn't come down, and he seemed to be the only one in this ice and snow world.

There were so many passages in front of me, but there were no footprints in front of each one, as if no one had been there at all.

Where did the person who came down first go? There was a big question in Murong Han's heart.

Murong Han walked forward while thinking, what? Which passage to take? Anyway, I don't know the way, whatever, Murong Han walked into a passage at random.

It's just that he didn't notice that after he left, the footprints that belonged to him on the ground disappeared little by little......

Along the way, the road winds and turns, and from time to time there are forks in the road, like an underground labyrinth, yes, a labyrinth built of ice and snow, as for the direction, anyway, I don't know the road, and I turn around when I see a bend............

Wind Slash!

Murong Han snorted, the steel knife in his hand was cut out, and he directly chopped up an iceman on the opposite side, and he didn't know what was going on, Murong Han met two icemen as he walked, and as a result, one was killed, and a group of them appeared, and he didn't know where these icemen came from.

One point two, two points four, four points eight, Murong Han will split into two if he kills one, this is to exhaust him to death here.

The iceman itself has no weaknesses, it is all made of ice, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an ice sculpture, which makes Murong Han's hands hurt.

At the same time, the other people who entered the valley had a similar encounter with Murong Han, encountering a large number of icemen.

Strange thing, these are all ice, how can there be signs of life, and they can be recovered from being beaten into slag.

Wait!

Murong Han had a bold idea, and his courage condensed to his left hand, and a gray-black mark appeared on Murong Han's left hand.

The death mark of the seal of life and death, when he was in the restaurant, Murong Han took advantage of the man's unpreparedness to punch the death mark into his body, eroding the man's vitality.

Go!

Murong Han slapped the death mark on an iceman, and found that the other party was really no longer moving, and turned into a real ice sculpture.

There is a door!

After being promoted to a warrior, Murong Han has been able to condense a half-shrunken death mark, although the power is a little smaller, but it will not consume his courage in one go.

Murong Han gasped, looked at the ice sculpture in front of him, sighed, and finally solved them.

However, the others are not as lucky as Murong Han, although the strength of the iceman is not strong, but if he can't kill them all with one blow, there will be more and more, so much so that you can't move, and he will kill you directly.

Except for those strong ones, there were a few stronger people who survived, and the others all died at the hands of this iceman.

No one saw it: the corpses that had fallen to the ground were gradually swallowed up by the snow, leaving only traces of blood, and finally even the bloodstains were gone......

There is no sun and moon under this earth, and there is no concept of time, people rest when they are tired, and continue to walk when they recover, and they will not starve to death in just a few days. At this point, those who survived were all going through the same thing.

Murong Han and the others all walked out of the labyrinth made of ice and snow and entered another world, and what greeted them was a snowy scene, no sun, no living beings, no trees, only snow.

The vast white expanse is connected with the blue sky, and there is no end in sight, as if this is a world of ice and snow, and there is nothing else.

"It's snow again, it's snow again, if it goes on like this, I'm going to get white aversion, so it's good to have a few demonic beasts!" Seeing the scene in front of him, Murong Han fell directly to the ground and complained.

Everyone who entered here did not stop, trying to get out of this snow as soon as possible, they were convinced that the treasure ahead was what they wanted, and it belonged to them.

But no matter how they go, they can't get out of here, in this vast and boundless space, there is no day and night, no sun, moon and stars, no cycle of life and death.

Without a reference, no matter how you go, it's as if you're standing still.

Murong Hanhan kept walking, but his gaze stayed on a small hill in the distance, and if he didn't look closely, he thought it was a snowy field.

Murong Han walked out towards the hill, Lao Tzu didn't believe it, there is nothing on the hill, if there is no thing, then I will ...... I'll just ......

Let's take it............

It was white, and I couldn't tell how far it was, but it didn't look like it was far, looking at the mountain and running a dead horse, Murong Han was wrong, and it was very wrong.

Just when Murong Han was advancing towards the hill, there were already people who couldn't bear the loneliness, and the whole person went crazy, constantly exerting his courage skills in the air, and finally the spirit in his body was exhausted, and he was invaded by the cold, and the whole person froze to death there and disappeared in the ice and snow.

After running wildly for a few hours, Murong Han was able to get a glimpse of it, and finally saw what was on the snow hill.

The world, which was originally endless and had nothing but ice and snow, has a glimmer of life.

Strange shapes, containing the breath of life, actually appeared in front of him, judging from the shape, it was obviously some kind of plant, but they did not have a trace of green, and the stars on them emitted a soft ice crystal light, dyeing the ice and snow with a touch of vitality and dream.

Although I don't know what it is, it is definitely not ordinary to survive in this environment, so let's get it first.

Murong Han's eyes flashed, staring at the plants in front of him, and walked over.

It was not only pies that fell from the sky, but also vases, Murong Han had expected that there would be some strange situations, but the scene in front of him still startled him.

The strangely shaped, ice-crystal-glowing plants seemed to come to life, and they moved quickly without taking root on the ground, forcibly sending Murong Han flying.

Murong Han's head was directly stuck in the snow, and when he pulled his head out, there was no difference around him, they were all plants.

Murong Han's eyes widened in astonishment, and he couldn't help but think of Master Jin Yong's Peach Blossom Island in his mind.

However, he had already fallen into the formation, and he couldn't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest, and the cold aura around his body was several times stronger in an instant, and countless plants emitting ice crystal light were spinning rapidly around him, and the speed was becoming more and more amazing!

The hairs all over his body stood up, and Murong Han did not hesitate to use his courage and ran with all his might.