In the ancient temple, the space is somewhat dim. If the average person were here, it would be absolutely difficult to see anything. However, Chen Fan is clearly not an ordinary person. Even if it's a little darker around, he can see clearly.

At this moment, he was very uncomfortable, and the current posture of him and Bingxin was too ambiguous, and he was lying in each other's arms. It's not that he really doesn't have feelings for Bingxin, but he really feels that the position of the two should be changed. It's really embarrassing to lie like this, and it makes him embarrassed.

"Ahem......"

Some of the women in the Ice Palace coughed dryly. They were really shocked by this scene. It was their virgin, gorgeous and stunning, and now they were still lying in the arms of a man, which shocked them more than a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

But the next moment, they turned around in tacit understanding, which obviously meant that we didn't see anything.

Bing Xin's face remained unchanged, and the divine power in his body continued to flow towards Chen Fan, making his pale face flushed, and he could barely act on his own. This was also the time when Bing Xin violently pushed him away, barely hitting the nearby rock wall directly.

"Can you be gentle?" Chen Fan muttered in a low voice.

The ancient temple was crowded with Yin Qi, and the mist of death floated in the air one after another, giving people an extremely depressing feeling. Occasionally, a cold wind blew from the depths, blowing on the body and chilling, as if a sharp ice blade had cut through the skin, making people a little creepy.

"Isn't that an ancient tomb that will never die?" Chen Fan whispered.

Thinking of this, he immediately stood behind Bing Xin with a cheeky face, there was no way, he could only barely walk now, breathing space, and his combat power was almost negligible. In his current state, if a powerful demon suddenly rushed in front of him, it was estimated that he would be devoured on the spot.

This ancient temple is large, like a heavenly palace, surrounded by ladders. The floor is paved with very old green jade. Under the erosion of the years, many traces have been left. There are cracks in many places. This part is jagged, rotten, and has a musty smell.

"I saw the Light when I was outside. How can I get in and have nothing?"

"Yes, the smell here is strange, colder than on the Holy Peak."

Several core disciples of the Ice Palace didn't know that they practiced on the Ice Fields all year round. The occult law is negative, and the general cold can't help them. But now, in this mysterious ancient temple, they really felt cold, which surprised Chen Fan.

Bing Xin walked in front and walked towards the depths of the ancient temple. However, the deeper they went, the more they felt the terrifying Yin Qi, which was several times stronger than the outside, making the group cautiously vigilant. At this time, they Qi Qi had a very ominous feeling, this is definitely an evil ghost!

The walls of this ancient temple were covered with notches, mountains and rivers, ancient seals, birds and animals, floating clouds of gods, a few wisps of smoke coming from the kitchen chimney, and even simple primitive ancestors, which made Chen Fan frown slightly. The things in these photographs are so old that they seem to document an era of the most primitive ignorance.

Along the way, the surrounding environment became more and more open, and Yin Qi in the air became more and more powerful. Despite the achievements of a group of them above the dream, their faces became solemn at this point.

"Rumble ......"

Suddenly, there was a tremor ahead, as if a horde of troops was rushing. At the same time, the air was filled with an even more terrifying mist of death, mixed with the sound of thumping footsteps, as if hundreds of people were walking in the abyss.

"Boom ......"

The ancient temple was shaking, and dust was falling. Then, the yin and evil cold wind suddenly rolled up, like an icy flow under the unfathomable ice, covering all of them in an instant, and the heart, which was stronger than ice, frowned slightly.

The clash of chains, the friction of iron tools, the shaking of the ground, and after a few minutes, a group of red-eyed and green-eyed warriors rushed out, either with chains on their bodies or war spears in their hands, all cold and full of terrifying danger.

"Tragedy!"

Chen Fanla shrugged his shoulders and suddenly felt very depressed.

His divine power was only restored to the first level, but in front of him appeared a large group of Yin soldiers and Yin horses, armed with black death knives and ruthless eyes, moving across the black evil mist, killing them in this direction.

"Boom ......"

This is a torrent of death, as if stepping on the earth from the ancient underworld, the terrifying power can destroy almost everything, the cold knife, the space is bursting out, and the entire ancient temple is tossed in the earthquake.

Chen Fan was very scared. When did this ancient temple leave? There were so many Yin soldiers and Yin horses in it, several times more than what I had seen in the Yin River Valley, and much more powerful than the Yin Spirits encountered in the Yin River Valley. They turned into a hard iron fence and rushed here.

"Can't win...... win"

Chen Fan measured his current physical condition, and finally could only roll his eyes helplessly.

He coughed dryly twice and patted Bingxin on the shoulder. His face wasn't red, and he didn't take a few steps back. It's not that he doesn't want to fight, it's that he's in very bad physical condition and simply can't afford to fight.

Bing Xin frowned slightly and glanced at Chen Fan expressionlessly, but he didn't say anything. With a slight wave of his jade hand, the Mountain of God suddenly appeared. The space was immediately covered in cold snow, and all the Yin soldiers were frozen in an instant.

"God!"

Rao is Chen Fan is very strong now, but he still couldn't help but gasp after seeing this scene. He is worthy of being a saint of the Ice Palace, his cultivation is amazing, definitely no worse than Zhu Xi, and he may even be more powerful.

"Go ......"

Bing Xin just opened his mouth and walked forward. Chen Fan followed her, and suddenly tentatively poked one of the ice sculptures with his finger. He didn't have much strength at the moment, so he could only touch it, but the ice sculpture in front of him cracked on the spot and was shattered by a stream of air, turning into a cloud of ice dust.

"Hiss ......"

Jiang Dashuai directly took a breath of cold air, lay down in the sink, and used an even worse preface tone to publicize that Bingxin Jin Mohao and the others did not freeze to death, what a lucky thing, this is the luck of hitting 10,000 dumb people!

Since this group of Yin soldiers rushed out, no other evil spirits have appeared in the ancient temple. While the air is still filled with intense yin spirits, disgusting and fresh, these are not unbearable for the practitioner.

Soon, a little light appeared in front of him, the yin and evil qi in the space faded a lot, and the faint fragrance wafted in wisps, accompanied by the powerful spirit of the elf, Chen Fan was shocked, and stared straight at his eyes. At this time, he felt that his spiritual energy had improved greatly in an instant.

"First of all!"

"Miracle medicine!"

Before Bingxin and Chen Fan could make any moves, a group of women behind them had already exploded. The breath is truly magical, just a smell that makes people feel refreshed and the blood flow starts to increase.

The group followed the light and rushed forward. Unexpectedly, after passing through the light curtain, they actually appeared in a strange land, dotted with spirit grass, exuding different floral fragrances, making them feel as if they had stepped from the ghost realm into heaven in an instant.

In front stood an ancient tree, perhaps more than a meter tall, each leaf moving in a faint glow. At the top of this old tree, there are three fruits hanging bit by bit. They look like a human body and are crystal clear. There was a strong fragrance wafting around, causing the pores of the group to disperse.

"Yuan Guoling!"

One of the female disciples of the Ice Palace opened her mouth wide and exclaimed, and even Bing Xin changed color slightly.

Chen Fan's eyes widened, Yuan Lingguo, that was the ancient medicine king, was a rare treasure and immortal root of the same level. In addition, to be precise, Yuanling root is more valuable than fairy spirit root, because according to ancient records, Yuanling fruit trees only bear fruit once every three years, and only three fruits at a time, and its value is self-evident.

He really didn't expect that in this extremely yin ancient temple, there would be an ancient king Yao-level divine tree like Yuanling Guo.

In the end, they excitedly divided the three-yuan fruit equally. Chen Fan got one, and the other two belonged to the Ice Palace. Ice Heart carefully collects them and brings them back to her master, the Elder of the Ice Palace.

Bingxin's owner has a road wound on his body that has not yet healed. Last time, Chen Fan's blood was very effective, but it was not completely cured. She needed such a fairy-like treasure to strengthen the old man's source of life.

"If you accept it now, your strength will be restored in an instant." Bing Xin looked at Chen Fan.

"No!"

Chen Fan immediately shook his head and joked. This is the ancient king of medicine. Now he is not in danger of dying, which is not as good as the one he is hunted down in the fire forest. Restoring the divine power of the ancient medicine king is just destroying everything.

He took a few steps towards Bing Xin and whispered, "Then, I will slowly recover my divine power, and it will be completed in five or six hours at most." If there's a special situation in the future, uh, you'll protect me first. ”

In fact, he didn't want to say such things passively, but he couldn't help it. Despite the fact that the sutras and sutras are running at the same time, the rate of divine power recovery is still very slow, now only 20%.

Bingxin glanced at him, didn't speak, and walked directly to the front.

Chen Fan walked behind, his eyes fixed on the Yuanling fruit tree. Then he went straight to work, and even dug a pile of dirt at the bottom and threw it directly into the space ring. It was clear that the woman in the Ice Palace opened her mouth. This is really a wild goose that has left no trace. Even the trees were dug up.

"Dong ......"

Suddenly, footsteps came from behind, and there was a faint fluctuation of divine power behind the screen. The group looked back with their heads up, and then suddenly found that those who were trying to break through the blockade of those ferocious birds and beasts and kill them in this ancient temple.

The strongest test was presided over by four immortal sects, which gathered almost all of the most powerful revisers of Zi Weixing's younger generation. Naturally, these people have some kind of means. In addition, Chen Fan's thunderous Taoist laws also had an impact on those ferocious birds and beasts. Many testers rushed up and entered the ancient temple.