The dazzling white light pierced Luo Jianchen's eyes, and there was a roar of waves crashing in his ears.

Her body sank endlessly with the traction of a huge force, and she seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss. But the consciousness is very clear. Four ice dragons hovered tightly around her, as if they were guarding. A chill emanated from them.

When the powerful suction power in the bronze mirror was released, Luo Jianchen closed the door of the tourmaline space with his mind. Her intuition told her that the power in the bronze mirror would lead her to the destination of her journey, and that all the puzzles in her mind would find answers there.

Chen Mingyuan's body was getting colder and colder, and his breathing was almost like a gossamer. She didn't know what was going on. Chen Shaoqing's wild laughter is still fresh in his memory, "Yan Xu, you are killing yourself" Could it be that the white light that led her just now could have been transformed by the High Priest of the Northern Netherworld God Clan? Just like the demon spirit placed on Chen Shaoqing's body, could it be that Tan Yan also borrowed Chen Mingyuan's body? But didn't Jing Lang say that he had already left here? ＂

One question after another in my mind. It's just that now we can only let it go. She hugged Chen Mingyuan tightly, using her aura to warm his cold body.

The body was still falling straight down, and the roaring waves had gradually turned soft.

She counted silently in her heart, one breath, two breaths, three breaths

The long passage stretches endlessly, and the nose lingers with the smell of antiquity.

With a shock to his body, the tremendous force suddenly disappeared, and the noise fell silent. Luo Jianchen's feet finally stepped on the ground. She opened her eyes.

The dazzling light disappeared, and there was a soft transparency in front of him, and the rich fairy aura lingered, but it did not make people feel the slightest discomfort.

Luo Jianchen looked around, he was already in a crystal clear hall, the tall and spacious hall was all made of transparent and pure ice. In the middle of the temple is a circular ice pool, and the ice mist on the surface of the pool is like a fairyland.

In front of the ice pool is a quaint ice table, and a huge and transparent wine jar is placed in the center of the table. The wine in the jar is brightly colored. The fragrance was scattered, and the smell Luo Jianchen was extremely familiar, it was the smell of the wine pool. Next to the jar are two strangely shaped ice glasses, and there is a little bit of wine color left in the glass. The other glass was full of wine.

There was nothing else in the temple. Only the four corners of the ice wall are carved with simple and simple ornamentation, leaving a large blank space in the middle.

As soon as the four soaring and circling ice dragons entered the hall, they immediately flew towards the four ice walls, and with a flash of white light, they disappeared into the walls. Four lifelike ice dragons appear on the blank ice wall.

Luo Jianchen secretly thought in his heart: It turned out that these four imposing ice dragons were just decorations in this palace, and the one who lived in this palace was none other than Yan Yan.

She looked at Jing Lang and asked, "Is this where the Ice City is located?" ＂

"Yes. Jing Lang ignored her, ran to her side and sniffed Chen Mingyuan with his nose, and a wave of consciousness with anger was transmitted. "Less nonsense. Put him in the ice pool and help him heal. ＂

Luo Jianchen looked at Jing Lang with a vicious look that he was about to rush up and grab people. I was really puzzled, what kind of mysterious connection Chen Mingyuan had with Chen Mingyuan, so that Jinglang's feelings for Chen Mingyuan exceeded the normal range.

She hugged Chen Mingyuan as she said and was about to jump into the ice pool.

"If you don't want to freeze to death, drink the wine first. Jing Lang's vicious voice sounded again in the sea of knowledge. Luo Jianchen hesitated slightly. Walked to the desk and drank the full amount of alcoholic wine in one gulp. Then, holding Chen Mingyuan, jumped into the ice pool. A chilling breath came to my face. Before Luo Jianchen could transport the aura to turn cold, a warm air flow was already filling her body.

Jing Lang had a malicious smile on his face. Jumped to the edge of the ice pool.

Luo Jianchen placed Chen Mingyuan on the ice, probed his divine sense and examined his body.

It was a little strange that she found that Chen Mingyuan's internal qi was smooth and full of spiritual energy, and there was no sign of injury to the meridians and viscera. And it's strong and energetic. Thinking she had made a mistake, she took a closer look at it again. There really wasn't any problem, but she had seen him bleeding and fainting before. And his physical illness also looks like a near-death situation. What's going on?

She frowned and muttered to herself, "Where is his injury?" "After many years of practicing medicine, it is the first time I have encountered such a strange thing. "Jing Lang, he is not injured. ＂

"How could it not hurt. Jing Lang was almost shouting: "He forcibly broke the seal of the streamer and rushed into the demon prison before, which has damaged the Yuan Shen, and then used the Yuan Shen to forcibly summon the power of the high priest's seal in the streamer to save you, so that the streamer was damaged, and his Yuan Shen and the streamer are now one with each other." The damage to the streamer indicates that his primordial spirit has been severely damaged, and if he is not rescued in time, he will die. ＂

"Streamers? Divine consciousness is one with each other? Luo Jianchen was a little confused. She made up her mind, now is not the time to trace the source, Jing Lang is full of hostility towards herself, obviously he thinks that he hurt Chen Mingyuan, asking too many questions, and it is not beneficial to him.

She swallowed the question that came to her mouth, scratched her head, and sighed helplessly.

Needless to say, Chen Mingyuan rushed into the Demon Domain regardless of life and death, he must have come to save himself. He guards with sincerity, and this affection is how to repay it. Looking at his pale and handsome face, a strong sense of guilt suddenly rose in his heart.

"Chen Mingyuan, I will definitely wake you up. As long as you wake up, I will give you whatever you want. She said softly.

Now that she knew where his injuries were, she had a way to heal them. She probed her divine sense into Chen Mingyuan's sea of knowledge, and before she could see the situation in his sea of consciousness, she suddenly felt dizzy in her mind, and a powerful force in Chen Mingyuan's sea of knowledge tightly grasped her divine sense

Her consciousness was carried out by that force, and the starry sky, waves, and bizarre scenes flew by in front of her, and that force seemed to lead her through the corridor of time.

After an unknown amount of time, her consciousness stopped in a starry sky, and a transparent door appeared in the starry sky, and the door was open.

A man's voice rang out from inside the door: "Kid, come in." His voice is gentle and magnetic, but it's irresistible.

Luo Jianchen's consciousness stepped into the door without any hesitation.

Strange, it is still in that transparent palace, but there is no Jinglang Jingya, and there is no Chen Mingyuan.

The furnishings in the room were the same as I had seen before, only a golden halo in the ice pool outlined a tall human figure, even if he sat cross-legged, he was four or five heads taller than Luo Jianchen, and in front of him, Luo Jianchen felt like a baby.

But the strange thing is that the exposed part of this person is pure and shiny transparent, making him look more like an ice sculpture, and that handsome face is vaguely the man seen in the Demon Domain.

"May I ask if the senior is the high priest of the Northern Pluto God Clan? The peaceful aura emanating from the man's body made Luo Jianchen feel calm and without any fear.

"Yes, I'm Tan Xuan. The man smiled. "Your name is Luo Jianchen. ＂

Although he already knew the identity of the man in front of him in his heart, Luo Jianchen was still very shocked. "Is the precept in front of me an illusion or a reality? ＂

"Sword dust, don't cling to illusion and reality. He said gently: "There are many forces in this world that transcend the real and the unreal, and what you think is real may not be real, and what you think is illusory may not be unreal." Truth and illusion are not opposites, just as good and evil are not eternal. ＂

"Can you tell me where this is? ＂

"This is the North Underworld. ＂

"The Northern Underworld? Luo Jianchen was shocked again, she thought that she was in the Ice Condensing City, and she had already reached the Northern Underworld, but the Northern Underworld was not in the Light and Sound Heaven, this was an area that human monks could not reach at all.

Yan Xuan seemed to see through her thoughts, and said slowly: "Human monks naturally can't come here, in order to thank you for recovering the holy relic of the Northern Hades Clan, the Tourmaline Bead, I brought your divine sense here." With a gesture of his hand, a crystal clear droplet-shaped bead floated into the air. The bead shimmered with a faint blue light, spun in a circle in the air, and landed in the hand of the Xuan.

Luo Jianchen secretly shouted that it was bad, Xiao Moning was still in the tourmaline space.

She said hurriedly: "Senior,"

Yan Yan waved his hand, stopped her, and said, "As a person destined for the Northern Underworld Clan, there are some things you should also understand. ＂