"Where did this dead air go?"

Nangong Fan was vigilant.

After all, death qi is an energy that is completely out of his control, and even it represents more of a dead silence and destruction side, if it appears any more unexpected moths, even he, the master, will not be able to come up with any useful methods.

I couldn't help but sink into my heart, and after carefully observing for a long time, I didn't find anything wrong. On the contrary, the power contained in the body seems to be stronger.

Some of them are like the feeling of integrating death qi into spiritual power, and the quality of spiritual power has greatly increased.

This is to strengthen one's own physique, the realm has not been improved, but the destructive power is stronger, and it will be more able to stand out from the same level.

Nangong Fan became extremely calm under the atmosphere of dead silence, his eyes flashed sharply, and after analyzing the pros and cons, he chose to ignore the dead air that made waves.

Now that he is still exploring death, he may be able to find a way to use it by taking this opportunity, and it would be even more wonderful if he could get a little bit of understanding of death.

"I'd rather see if the cold snap is stronger or the dead air is sharper. ”

Without any emotional fluctuations, his eyes kept scanning the surroundings, as if he was in the perspective of God, and even this invisible and colorless cold current seemed to manifest in his pupils, watching this cold current hit him very leisurely.

What exactly is frost besides freezing?

The only way to truly see through is to forget about freezing.

Forget to put it lightly.

But how can you forget?

This has been turned into a seed and taken root in the soul of the gods, and it is difficult to forget.

......

Nangong Fan's heart flashed with all kinds of thoughts, analyzing all kinds of feasible methods, but he never had a clue.

Gradually, the dispersed dead qi circulated in the body for a week, and then disappeared.

The body shook slightly, as if it had been improved in some way, but the specific changes could not be explained in words.

I could only clearly sense that the air around me seemed to have become a lot milder all of a sudden, and the cold snap was no longer so aggressive. Even the vitality that had been worn out by the dead air stopped, and the two seemed to form an eerie balance.

This change made Nangong Fan's eyes full of contemplation, he didn't expect that death qi would be so useful?

If there is death in the human body, and it is still in a state of riot, shouldn't it gradually enter death under that destructive force?

It is not uncommon to be able to fuse into spiritual power, and the spiritual power cultivated by the Sword Codex is more appropriate to say that it is "sword power", which is already in a non-attribute state and has great compatibility.

Just look at what kind of attribute you use when you use spiritual power, you can show the characteristics of which attribute, it may be difficult to tolerate dead energy, but the difficulty is that his spiritual power is not enough now.

But no matter what Nangong Fan thought, he didn't dare to easily integrate the death qi into his body. Unexpectedly, this time he successfully melted his body into the dead air under the stimulation of the cold current, which was more powerful than that of the same level.

But this is not necessarily a good thing under the breath of frost at zero degrees, and the cold qi that penetrates into the body will always be above this upper limit as the ability to withstand it increases.

If these wisps of dead air disappear, it will bring about a rise in cold air, which is equivalent to a zero circle in exchange for this leap, and nothing can be changed at all. Even the body that has been leaped forward and unpolished will behave even more in the cold snap.

While thinking about the pros and cons, Nangong Fan calmly calmed down and observed everything inside his body again.

He knew that maybe it was just the next thing, and the amount of pervasive cold rushing into his body would increase, maintaining his "identity".

After the half-pillar incense passed, Nangong Fan could obviously feel that the cold current had increased a lot, but it did not reach the level of the constant fight between the upper and lower halves of the teeth before.

On the contrary, it seems that mortals need to add a piece of clothing to resist the feeling of autumn cold when the autumn mood is getting stronger. For some young people who are physically strong, if it is for the sake of grace, it is not a big problem not to add clothes.

The aura emanating from this Frost of Zero was no longer enough to pose any threat to Nangong Fan. He couldn't help but wonder.

"The body's ability to withstand the cold has not been significantly enhanced... So, what is the enhancement?"

As the body returned to normal, the breath of Frost Zero became faint, and even the xenomorph with "characteristics" seemed to have been deceived.

Although he didn't explore it carefully, Nangong Fan also understood that there must be some unexpected aspects in his body that had been enhanced.

In the cold snap, you can even clearly feel that the damaged body is gradually recovering, and there is no ice slag in the body to continue to destroy.

It seems that everything is on the good side, but Nangong Fan did not show joy, and he didn't even know whether to cry or laugh.

He was detached from that godly perspective of extreme calmness, which was contrary to the course he had envisioned.

He was going to let his body be dissected by the breath of frost all over the zero degree under the "God's perspective", to live towards death, and race against time.

When death comes, people will have many feelings, perhaps with a flash of inspiration, they will figure out the true meaning of the frost of zero degrees, and use it as a lever to pry the blood in the body.

What's more, there is also spiritual power and sunlight in the body as a guarantee. If the body is extremely damaged and has not yet comprehended, it is a big deal to stimulate the energy to forcibly resist the cold snap and seek a moment of peace. Find another way.

The sudden rhythm of the dead air interrupted all train of thought.

If you still want to use the previous method, you can only find a way to go deep under the ice and experience a more intense cold, or even a real frost of zero degrees.

Nangong Fan tried his best to shrink the vitality of his body, so that the surface of his body showed the slightest ray of frost, and pretended to resist the cold with all his might.

His eyes inadvertently swept over Nangong's extraordinary position, and this bastard hadn't noticed that something was wrong... even kept looking at himself with a good look, secretly ruthless in his heart, and then closed his eyes.

If you look too much, it is easy for this guy who eats soft rice to find out that something is wrong.

Nangong Fan knew that it was a matter of time before he was discovered, and it was also a matter of going deep into the glacier, but before that, he had to fully recover from the injuries in his body.

Just the breath can be stronger than the limit of his body, and the scene under the ice can be imagined, and he must be fully prepared.

Now Nangong Fan's body can be described as extremely lively. In the rhythmic rhythm of the flesh and blood, a trace of blood qi burst out, coupled with the white mist that was steamed out by the cold current into the body.

The heat and cold are perfectly intertwined, forming waves in the body.

Nangong Fan could even extremely perceive that the tiny wounds cut by those ice slags were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It is as if the dead qi is integrated into the body, and the healing power is not weakened, but greatly enhanced.

This is an extremely refreshing feeling, fluttering like a fairyland, as if you are in a fairyland on earth.

Nangong Fan was trying his best to suppress his moaning, his face turned red, fortunately, there was frost as a cover, and it was not very conspicuous, otherwise Nangong Bufan would really notice that something was wrong.

laughed loudly in his heart that this old guy was hopelessly stupid, and gradually the wounds in his body were completely healed, and even the misplaced internal organs were quietly returning to their rightful positions, and their effects were even strengthened.

Nangong Fan guessed that this was the result of two opposing forces, death and vitality, stimulating each other. How terrifying would it be if these two energies that were different from ordinary attributes were really combined?

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and Nangong Bufan's face was suspicious, he didn't choose to directly spy on Nangong Fan's internal condition, which would be a little disrespectful.

Maybe it was because he had been scanning Nangong Fan's body with his eyes, he really didn't notice anything wrong for a while, and he couldn't help but be a little serious, it was impossible for him to really see his grandson in a situation and sit idly by.

That is not in line with his always somewhat domineering and protective temperament, and it is also contrary to the way of affection that he is taking now.

Being affectionate and affectionate does not simply refer to the feelings between men and women, but it is the most specific in this regard.

True sentient beings are passionate about anything beautiful, forming an eye that is good at finding beauty, even in the midst of a Jedi. And this shining point may be the hidden glimmer of life.

Nangong Fan is the direct heir of Nangong Bufan, and there is no need to say much about the feelings in it.

Nangong Bufan's face gradually became strange.

At this time, the dense hoarfrost on Nangong Fan's body was much less than before, and his body was still trembling, even more intense than before.

No matter how you look at it, it's a bit contrived.

This little guy neutralized the chill on the surface so quickly?

Thinking that this guy has the strength of the Consummation Xuan Realm at such an age, and this cultivation speed is only a smacking of his tongue, he can't help but understand a little.

I'm afraid that this little guy still has a lot of hidden foundations, otherwise he wouldn't have suddenly appeared in the Starry Sky Realm, and rose from it to kill the Qiqi Continent.

Is it time to increase the dose?

When Nangong Bufan was thinking about getting a little familiar.

Nangong Fan's injuries in his body were fully recovered, and the moans that had been suppressed were completely revealed.

This voice is called an earth-shattering sound, and it has a bit of a slap on Nangong's extraordinary face.

As if to say, "Look, under your supervision, I still have the leisure to be lazy, and I deserve to eat soft rice." ”

Nangong Bufan raised his eyebrows, and just met Nangong Fan's slightly embarrassed eyes.

The eyes are facing each other.

Nangong Fan smiled embarrassedly, "What if you didn't hear it?"

The corners of Nangong Bufan's mouth rose, and his fingers lightly touched in the void space.

Nangong Fan only heard a click, and the abrupt bewilderment in front of him became hazy, and he could clearly feel that a crack suddenly appeared on the glacier below him, and a thick white gas evaporated from it.

The spiritual artifact clothes on his body couldn't help but click.

"Oh no..."Nangong Fan scolded secretly, and before he could react, his body fell to the ground, and his body was completely wrapped in the cold current in an instant.

Nangong Fan had no direction in this, so he could only guess that he had penetrated about a meter deeper.

Although he hadn't felt the cold current surging into his body, he could tell how amazing the cold outside was from the constant sound of the spiritual artifact's clothes.

Nangong Fan lowered his head slightly, just such a small movement, he could feel a little difficult, in the white air surge, he could see the scene on the surface of his body vaguely, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

I saw that the robes that had been captured from the enemy not long after descending the mountain had extremely conspicuous cracks in the white qi stirring.

A drop of light emerged from the hoarfrost and flew out into the sky, looking quite beautiful.

This is the luster brought by the complete shattering of the mid-grade defensive spirit weapon robe, and Nangong Fan didn't even have time to take it back to the dantian, it shattered under the impact of the cold current.

"If the spirit weapon is still like this, how much can your body resist?" Nangong Fan straightened his head with difficulty, crossed his knees at a depth of one meter under the glacier, and waited for the battle.

In some respects, his sudden physique was not weaker than a mid-grade Xuan-level spiritual weapon at all, and even his defensive ability when the skin membrane circulated sunlight might be even stronger than it.

can tear apart the spiritual weapon with his bare hands, Nangong Fan has never had such a thought in his heart.

The materials of the spiritual weapons must all be spiritual objects, plus the refiner's meditation and smelting, supplemented by the formation. The requirements for breaking are extremely high, and the most that can be done during the battle is to grind away the spirituality and let it lose its due role for a period of time.