"Miss, three hours have passed, if Yuehua Xiaoyou could survive, he would have come up a long time ago, go back, go back early, the master is less worried."

Fan Han said a little helplessly, jumped down from the Sky Eagle Beast, stepped on the snow, and slowly walked towards Chongying.

"To live to see people, to die to see corpses!"

The snow covered the land for thousands of miles, and the sky and the earth were white. Chongying's petite body, sitting on the snow, was like a dot on a white piece of paper. Her tear-stained face lifted slightly, slowly raised her white hands, her eyes shot a cold light, her lips cracked, she shouted, and the surging spiritual power surged out, circulating in the palm of her hand, got up and waved her palm, and slapped it fiercely in the pool.

"Boom!"

With Chongying's palm as the center, the spiritual power rippled out like ripples. The whole earth trembled, the snowflakes fluttered in the wind, and the air froze instantly.

However, the ice above the pool shook only slightly, not even a single crack.

"Miss, it's useless, this is Xuan Bing, even if it's me, I can't split it."

Fan Han explained, his flickering eyes showing a look of amazement, covering up his vague joy. He stepped on the ice cube and stomped his foot violently, and his strong spiritual power penetrated directly through the ice block from under his feet.

However, the ice on the surface of the pool only shook and did not break at all.

"Go back, miss, if you don't go back, my lord will run here!"

Fan Han's long voice echoed in the silent snow for a long time, and the deliberately elongated tone sounded helpless, but if someone listened, they would definitely be able to hear the joy hidden in the voice.

"Da!"

Chongying's eyes, flickering tears, dripped down again, slapped the palm in the ice, reluctantly moved away for a long time, lowered his head, stared at the ice, like a human and wooden man half-squatting on the snow, his legs on the ice, not moving at all.

For a long time, she looked up at the sky, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and took a deep breath. Without saying a word, he jumped on the Aquila.

A smug smile crossed the corner of Fan Han's mouth.

"Whew!"

Aquila spread its wings and soared into the vast sky. The vast white earth, a piece of silence. Covered with snow, stretching into the sky.

One day, two days, three days......

In the far north, thousands of miles of ice are frozen, thousands of miles of snow are drifting, and the white snow covering the ground is getting thicker and thicker, and it has long covered that layer of ice. The wind howled, stirring up snowflakes and dancing with the wind.

The vast white earth is silent. The ice shrinks and the cold snaps, and the river freezes and freezes.

"Boom!"

One day, a deafening sound pierced the silent land, causing the sky to tremble violently. In the three-foot frozen snow, a deep blue spiritual light shot straight into the sky, dyeing the white sky into a dark blue.

Under the blue light, a slender and upright body rushed out of the ice like a broken bamboo, and rose into the air in the ice cubes flying everywhere. Snowflakes blown by the wind fluttered around him.

He landed slowly, the corners of his clothes lapping against his body, and a whirring sound sounded. He squinted his eyes slightly, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and a strong spiritual power flowed through his body.

Clenched his fists, and the crisp sound of bones rubbing at the joints sounded.

He looked up, looked up to the sky, took a deep breath, and then his figure flashed, and he quickly floated into the distance.

Twenty-nine days, plus the day in Chongfu, is exactly one month.

His lips moved slightly, and the slender and upright young man had deep eyes, and there was a trace of ruthlessness.

Deng Xiaochang, Feng Jing'er, Zhang Chen, I'm back.

The faint sunlight poured down comfortably from the sky, and as a round of bright sun slowly rose on the horizon, the Lingwang Temple, which had been quiet for a night, finally became full of vitality again, and countless youthful boys and girls continued to pour out from all over the academy, and their destination was extremely clear, that is, the central square of the Lingwang Academy.

The Ascension Contest is an annual event held by the Spirit King. The top five spirits are eligible to enter the Spirit Water Pool, and absorbing the spiritual power of the Spirit Water Pool can greatly shorten the time to advance to the Spirit General Realm.

The Spirit Soldier Realm has been promoted to the Spirit General Realm, and the strength, identity, status, and wealth have all been raised to a higher level.

Any spirit who is in the Spirit Soldier Realm, from the first day of entering the Spirit King Courtyard, will be promoted to the Spirit Commander Realm as the goal. Day after day, year after year, countless geniuses have stood out in the Ascension Competition, stepping into the realm of spirit generals and reaching a higher platform in one fell swoop.

Every year, there are thousands of spirits who enter the Spirit King Courtyard, but very few can advance to the Spirit General Realm. How many people entered the Tianxuan Mountain Range, fought with spirit beasts, and hovered between life and death, just to advance to the spirit general realm.

But in the Ascension Competition, he stood out and entered the Spirit Water Pool, and the effect he got was even better than the effect of entering the Tianxuan Mountain Range and being tempered.

The champion of the Ascension Contest is rewarded with 100,000 spirit coins.

One hundred thousand spirit coins is already equivalent to the income of a medium family for a year, and the income of a spirit person in the spirit soldier realm is one or two thousand spirit coins a year. If you encounter a traffic spirit beast that someone has resold, you can buy one for 100,000 spirit coins, and you don't have to walk to travel.

This year's Ascension Contest is very interesting, like a fairy-like Feng Jing'er, a demon-like Zhang Chen, and a grim-reaper-like Deng Xiaochang, all of whom are geniuses from one in a hundred.

The middle-aged referee who participated in the Ascension Trials, after a brief wash in the pavilion, hurried out of the pavilion, and then walked all the way towards the square.

Before the start of the race, he has to confirm his place for today's event.

"Whew!"

The wind was howling, the sand was flying, the middle-aged tailor was afraid to walk on the road, his vision was hazy, and when he was about to stretch out his hand to rub his eyes, a slender and upright young man appeared in front of him.

The young man's deep eyes were covered with a layer of turbid dust, but a cold light shot out of the corner of his eye, shaking the dust away.

A warm face was clearly imprinted in the eyes of the middle-aged referee.

"It's you, you've advanced to the high-level spirit soldier realm?"

The middle-aged referee stood in place for a long time, his voice trembled several times, the sides of his cheeks twitched uncontrollably, and his fingers trembled unnaturally.

A month ago, the teenager swung his fist with his right hand, shaking the ground into a crack of dozens of feet, which was played over and over again in his mind.

"This crack is proof, I must become a spirit of the high-level spirit soldier realm within a month, otherwise I will retreat from the Spirit King Courtyard!"

The young man's heart-shaking voice echoed in his ears again.

The footsteps stumbled, and the middle-aged referee almost fell.

"Phew!"

The eyes fell on the middle-aged referee, Yuehua smiled slightly, the surging spiritual power suddenly circulated in the meridians, suddenly bringing up a brilliant light, his feet stomped on the ground, leaving deep marks, the violent wind blew his eyes slightly narrowed, and the strong spiritual power condensed by his feet was filled with extremely violent energy, just like thunder!

"Is this still a high-level spirit weapon realm?"