The purple cold air was hazy, and the sound of rattling and freezing sounded.

After Ji Fan entered the dragon pattern stone wall and perceived the change, a Buddha-faced battle armor was rapidly forming ice ballast.

"How so?"

Before Ji Fan could see the scene of the space inside the dragon pattern stone wall, the immortal consciousness that he could reveal through the power of the metal Buddha face had already been frozen and frozen, and it didn't emanate far.

The cold space is like a domain of its own, and it has a sense of law, Ji Fan's pupil power and astral disk power cannot be activated here.

Although Ji Fan had been mentally prepared before entering the dragon pattern stone wall, he couldn't help but feel nervous when he suddenly faced this situation.

It's too late to regret it, but fortunately, with the Buddha-faced armor and body, Ji Fan is thinking more about what to do.

"Ruan Qing is the Water Spirit Root Transformation Ice Dao, she may be better here. Ji Fan tried to take a step forward and walked towards the depths of the purple cold aura.

It was difficult to activate the power of the pupil and the power of the astral disk, Ji Fan knew that it was not possible to sit still and wait to die, and before the purple cold qi did not cause harm to him, he must find out what was going on in this cold place.

"Wow!"

Ji Fan's feet stepped on the icy ground, and the purple cold air gradually spread on the Buddha-faced battle armor, making a numb sound.

"In this kind of place, I'm afraid that you can only hear the sound of cold air, and if you change to other sounds, even if you hear it, it won't last long. Ji Fan did not panic and speed up, but was very cautious.

"Purple cold air, what is the relationship between the purple cold glacier north of the Xingluo Sea and here?" Ji Fan recalled the feeling he felt when he entered the dragon pattern stone wall, guessing that he had been transferred to the space.

It seemed that the portal that entered the dragon pattern stone wall was a flash, but Ji Fan felt that it was very similar to the perception change of the teleportation array, and he often used the pupil power light curtain to transfer space.

Ji Fan had been to the Purple Cold Glacier, but he had not entered the depths of the glacier, and he had mainly done so to absorb the Burial Ancient Tribulation.

"If the development of the situation exceeds the estimate, and the Buddha-faced battle armor is not good, can my physical body alone withstand such a terrible cold?" Ji Fan tried, trying to guide the purple cold qi to the Buddha face on his face.

"Zi!

If anyone could see Ji Fan at this time, they would find his frozen Buddha-faced battle armor, and a trace of purple cold qi gathered towards the metal Buddha's face.

Ji Fan's metal Buddha face has thirty-seven layers of faces, but the strange power of the Buddha face far exceeds the thirty-seven layers of heavy treasures.

Yin Bao'er and the daughters only knew that Ji Fan's metal Buddha face had the power of watching and turning armor, but they didn't know the other strangeness of this heavy treasure.

In the past, when Ji Fan acted secretly, he could absorb the breath through the Buddha's face and exert the power to breathe with the environment to achieve stealth and break through the forbidden formation.

But Tongxi is only one aspect, the most strange power of Ji Fan's metal Buddha face is that it can change the law and will, otherwise he would not have sensed the people who had absorbed breath in other parts of the Spirit Ruins Realm through the metal Buddha face.

Ji Fan controlled the battle armor and channeled the purple cold qi into the metal Buddha face, on the one hand, he wanted to reduce the pressure on other parts of the battle armor, but more importantly, he wanted to change the laws of this cold place.

"The laws of these terrible lands really have a great influence on the ancient treasures. "Ji Fan is not sure if his ancient roots can survive here.

Compared with other monks, Ji Fan had been tempered by the Burial Ancient Tribulation and the Dragon Raid Seal, especially since he had absorbed the Purple Cold Burial Ancient Tribulation Breath, and he was resistant to cold.

"Whew!"

After Ji Fan walked cautiously for a while, a spear light stabbed out of his side, and he shook his body to dodge, but the other party was extremely fierce, and the spear swept towards his waist again.

In the purple cold qi environment, Ji Fan's body slipped under his feet and rushed out almost against the ground, mopping the ground with a star iron dagger in one hand, and slashing towards the place where the gun was shot with a dagger in the other.

"Bang!"

Ji Fan only felt that the attacker turned over and stepped on the dagger, and the big gun slashed his head and covered his face.

"Whoosh!"

In the face of the opponent's arrogance, Ji Fan's body spun, and the rising dragon generally avoided the big gun and slashed at the attacker.

"Zheng!"

The figure was not very real in the misty cold air, the figure of the mid-air splitting spear turned sideways, and the big gun also flipped towards Ji Fan, but it was wiped away by his other star iron dagger.

"In such an environment, is it still so powerful?"

Ji Fan roughly realized who the attacker was, and sighed secretly in his heart.

At this time, Ji Fan remembered in his heart the figure of Ruan Qing as a companion in the battle between Sen Luo Dao and Bai Gu Dao.

Not only that, but in the past battles, Ruan Qing and Ji Fan also cooperated.

"Buzz!"

Ji Fan's hands covered with metal armor clenched the dagger and burst into ice ballast, as if he was angry.

The killer who felt the attack, Ji Fan, who was holding a pair of daggers, fell on the icy ground and kicked it, and his body once again rushed towards the attacker who fell on the ground behind.

"Snort!"

Ji Fan had a pair of daggers, and the attack seemed to suddenly become very fierce, and the sharp star iron dagger began to greet the opponent's figure.

Compared with the big guns of the attackers, Ji Fan's pair of daggers are short and dangerous, and his violent actions are even more terrifying.

"Boom!"

The attacker swung a metal spear, and followed the cold explosion caused by contact with the dagger, trying to get out of Ji Fan's killing momentum.

"Jingle bell!"

The sound of chain hammers sounded extremely faintly, and while Ji Fan waved the dagger in his left arm, one after another chain hammers followed.

The figure with the gun in the misty cold air was obviously aware of the crisis, and when the big gun in his right hand blocked the dagger, a gray copper light suddenly shot out from its cuff.

Seeing that Ji Fan was about to be shot by the gray copper light, as if he couldn't dodge, he took a step back, and the dagger in his right hand was brought back, as if he was restraining the gray copper light, causing the time and space anomalies and the slowing down of the gray copper light's rate of fire.

"Bell!"

Ji Fan turned his wrist with his right hand and slashed towards the gray copper light, and as soon as the star iron dagger came into contact with the copper light, he felt an unstoppable force.

"Ryo!"

Ji Fan's figure flew backwards, but the star iron dagger in his hand changed its shape, as if flowing iron wrapped in gray copper light to form a ball.

A violent sound erupted, but it was soon frozen by the purple cold air, and the ripples of the sound exploded.

The dagger in Ji Fan's left hand was thrown into the star iron ball formed by the dagger in his right hand.

"Whew!"

A suction force came out of the misty cold air, not only Ji Fan's figure, but also the purple cold qi flowed towards the suction, and it also faintly revealed the figure of a woman in ancient armor in the misty cold air.

"Sure enough, it's you. ”

Ji Fan found Ruan Qing holding the thirty-seven layers of tidal seal bottle treasure, but his figure seemed to be unable to stop walking towards the mouth of the tidal bottle.

As far as Ji Fan knew, there might be three cultivation forces that entered the dragon pattern stone wall, but looking at Ruan Qing's posture, it seemed like he was waiting for him to make a move.

"Kill me!"

The anger in Ji Fan's heart no longer cares whether Ruan Qing is desperate or has other plans.

"Buzz!"

Just when Ji Fan was about to be included in the treasure bottle, his metal Buddha-faced mouth revealed a metal gourd mouth, and he also had the power to devour to compete with the treasure bottle.

"Ryo!"

The two devouring forces tore each other apart to produce an air shock, and Ji Fan's figure took the opportunity to get rid of it, and the chain hammer picked up by his left arm enlarged and smashed on the big gun that Ruan Qing was guarding against.

In the process of being knocked back, Ruan Qing took down the flat hammer on his waist.

"Boom!"

Another enlarged chain hammer on Ji Fan's arm shook out again, not giving Ruan Qing a chance to stabilize her body at all.

The dazzling chain hammer of the Dao Dao was like a living, and it shook and smashed towards Ruan Qing with great agility, and the rumbling sound was endless.

"Can you walk?"

Ruan Qing's big gun shattered, and even the metal armor of the ancient ring was torn out of cracks, and when he wanted to avoid the cold air, Ji Fan's heart was filled with murderous intent, but he suppressed it again.

After Ruan Qing's figure was hidden in the cold air, the cold land quickly returned to calm.

Ji Fan's metal Buddha face was faintly shiny, it was not that he couldn't catch Ruan Qing, but he still remembered his past feelings and didn't kill her.

At this time, Ji Fan's metal Buddha face was shining, not one face, but thirty-seven stacked sheets, Ruan Qing probably couldn't have imagined that the cold and misty land no longer affected his perception.

Ji Fan stood still in the cold place with a clicking sound, he was indeed using the power of the metal Buddha face to perceive the situation in the place.

But the reason why Ji Fan didn't move was more because he was shocked by the real situation in the cold land.

"That's what happened!"

Ji Fan not only discovered some monks in the cold land, but also clearly perceived the terrifying scene.

The land of cold air is not heaven and earth, but a rather vast underground palace, which is closed by the immeasurable purple cold glacier above, and the most fatal thing is the monks who are still alive in the land of cold air, including Ji Fan and Ruan Qing, all on the circular altar of a dungeon.

Around the circular altar, the thirty-eight eight-clawed heavenly dragons were different, but the dragon bodies were all raised, as if staring at the altar, giving Ji Fan a little consciousness and a sense of vitality.

In the center of the altar of the underground palace, a dragon-patterned corpse coffin is quite huge, and this purple cold qi is gradually released from the dragon-patterned corpse coffin.

"You didn't look for others, but instead targeted me, it seems that you know that you are in a desperate situation. For Ruan Qing did not run away, but with the help of the cover of the purple cold aura, he touched it again, Ji Fan sighed secretly.

Ji Fan, who calmed down, could think that the key was to kill the people he knew, because the people he knew were the most familiar, and Ruan Qing was probably holding the intention of getting his things and getting out of danger.

"Whew!"

The small gourd in Ji Fan's metal Buddha face mouth absorbed and devoured the iron ball that had been pierced into the star iron dagger, and Ruan Qing held the enlarged flat hammer and quickly touched it.

The gray copper light that Ruan Qing emitted in the cuffs before could no longer come out of the metal gourd, but under Ji Fan's control of the metal gourd, Xingxing Iron flowed out of the mouth of the gourd.

Xingxing Iron Flowed into a long sword, which was held by Ji Fan in his right hand.

Facing Ruan Qing who was approaching, Ji Fan's left hand, which was covered with metal battle armor, slowly flicked on the long sword, causing the purple cold qi to penetrate into the sword body.

Ji Fan stretched forward with his left hand and spread his five fingers, his right arm retracted the Star Iron Sword, and his foot retreated in a spur posture, and there was no more click of ice being torn apart.

Ji Fan looked at Ruan Qing with murderous intent holding a magnified flat hammer through the eyes of the metal Buddha, and the scenes in his memory in the past seemed to be beginning to fall apart.