The weather was cold and the wind was cold, and Ji Fan wore a hat and a black robe, walking in the mountains and forests with extremely deep snow, without even leaving any footprints.

The white fox was not far from Ji Fan, carrying a stone girl on his body, and he didn't see any difficulty in walking.

It was the little hedgehog, running on the snow with one twist and one twist, looking very clumsy, with one claw deep and one shallow claw, leaving a series of small paw prints.

Not only the stone girl Shi Xiu, but also the white fox and the little hedgehog recovered, which made Ji Fan secretly relieved.

Counting the half year that Ji Fan spent in the mountains north of the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, it has been nearly three years since the end of the burial catastrophe.

"Master, was the climate of this Snow Ridge Mountain Range like this before? It seems that something is wrong, until now, not to mention ordinary people, even the cold pine has been frozen. Ji Fan asked at the white fox not far away.

I saw that the white fox shook his head, as if he was talking about the Snow Ridge Mountains, which was not the case before.

"Master, I'm afraid the next road will be very difficult to walk, so arrange Shi Xiu in the coffin. Seeing that the white fox was carrying the stone face of the female doll was tearing out the frost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she was still giggling, Ji Fan discussed with the white fox.

"Yao~~~"

The little girl couldn't speak, but when she heard that Ji Fan was going to put her in the coffin, she protested.

The white fox spit out a coffin pendant, pressed it on the pendant with a fox claw, and soon the stars were shining and the coffin pendant was enlarged.

The resistance of the stone girl obviously had no effect on the white fox, the fox tail stretched out of the silk, and the little girl was wrapped up and put into the coffin.

The stone man girl was not finished, the white fox swallowed the coffin pendant, and actually opened the demon stone by himself and entered it.

"Yoyo, I'll take you to fly. ”

Ji Fan put away the demon stone and summoned to the little hedgehog holding the Sen Luo ring.

"Buzz~~~"

A flying sword brilliance soared into the sky in the mountains and forests, flying straight to the north.

"What a domineering chill!"

Feeling that the magic weapon flying sword was still slowly condensing frost under the support of Fan Gu's spiritual breath, Ji Fan, who was standing on the flying sword, stepped on the flying sword with one foot, shaking away the frost at the same time, the flying sword was faster.

In Ji Fan's sense, the cold air on the Snow Ridge Plateau had reached the point where ordinary people would not be able to take three breaths before their bodies would be frozen, and even ordinary low-level monks could not stand it.

"Squeak!"

The little hedgehog stretched out his little paws in the pouch of animal skin, and pointed due north.

"Whoosh~~~"

The speed of the flying sword is like a streamer in the sky.

"This kind of living environment is really too bad, all the living beings are frozen!" Ji Fan looked around, the snow-capped mountains were cold, there were no flowers and plants, and even trees were rare.

The Snow Ridge Plateau is a good environment for monks who cultivate the power of ice, but it is not the same for exiled tribes.

"Barbarians, is it a tribal conflict in the distant past, or a relationship between the defeat of a dynasty?" Ji Fan still did not know why some tribes were exiled to the Snow Ridge Plateau.

"On the map given to me by my sister before, it was said that the location of the Black Devil Valley was the former holy land of the barbarians, which also proves that the barbarians were expelled and exiled to the Snow Ridge Plateau, so what is the relationship between the Black Devil Valley, one of the top ten demon sects, and the barbarians?" Ji Fan thought silently.

"It seems that some ancient histories can only be mastered by major sects or some great dynasties, and what these big forces occupy is far from being as simple as cultivation resources. Ji Fan sighed with awe.

The sunlight of the day gradually became dim, and Ji Fan flew with the flying sword for half a day, and at the moment when his ancient spirit began to stagnate, he finally saw the vast glaciers and snow-capped mountains that stretched in the north.

"This place has also suffered from the Burial Ancient Plague!"

Ji Fan was not surprised by the devastation of the vast glacier and snow mountain, what made him cautious was the rich surging frost and cold air over there.

Ji Fan stretched his right hand out of the cuff slightly, and as soon as he faded the Fan Gu spiritual breath on his hand, his skin was frozen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Bang~~~"

Fan Gu's spiritual breath refilled his right hand, Ji Fan clenched his fist slightly, and the surging physical power shook the frost crystal away.

"My physical body is already very strong, and the spiritual breath of Fan Gu is very different from that of other monks, even so, it is still stagnant by the frost and cold air, and if I go to the depths of the Snow Ridge Plateau, I am afraid that there will be great danger. Ji Fan had an assessment of the situation.

"Squeak!"

The little hedgehog sticks out its paws and continues to show its interest to the glacier and snowy mountains.

"The cold is a little unbearable. ”

The spiritual power of the flying sword was frozen, and when Ji Fan landed, he used his mind to communicate with the little hedgehog.

"Xiaofan, there are strong people over there, you have to be careful. The crisp sound of the little hedgehog seemed to sound in Ji Fan's mind.

"Don't call me Xiaofan, does that glacier and snow mountain contain the earth's spiritual veins?" Ji Fan always felt strange about the affectionate name of the little hedgehog.

"There is the breath of the earth's spiritual veins, and there is also ancient breath, but we have to continue to walk north, and those three people are very close. The little hedgehog gave Ji Fan a reply.

"How strong are you talking about?"

Ji Fan looked at the vast snowfield, there was no cover, and it was difficult to even hide.

The little hedgehog thought about it, as if he didn't know how to describe it to Ji Fan.

"Is there anyone who kills into the Phantom Dust Mountain Range?" Ji Fan confirmed with the little hedgehog with his thoughts.

"It's a little bit worse. ”

This time, the little hedgehog was clear, which made Ji Fan roughly estimate in his heart.

The little hedgehog can communicate with his mind without transforming into a shape, and he has gradually mastered it since the burial of the ancient calamity.

"What is the general direction of the Earth Spirit Vein?"

After Ji Fan asked clearly, he put away the little hedgehog.

"I can't hear it clearly, I have to go far and wide. The little hedgehog did not give an affirmative answer.

"If you go as you say, can you stand the cold?" Ji Fan weighed the pros and cons.

"It's nothing, you can stand it. ”

The little hedgehog's response made Ji Fan grin.

Today's little hedgehog is already a seventh-level demon beast, although his combat power may not be stronger than that of the people in the Middle Heaven Realm, but after all, the rank is here, and it is not comparable to Ji Fan, a monk of the Tongxuan Period.

If purely in terms of rank, Ji Fan is almost five ranks lower than the little hedgehog.

"You enter the Imperial Beast Stone first, and if you can go deep into that glacier and snow mountain, I will release you later. Ji Fan released the little hedgehog from the animal skin pouch.

Ji Fan used his spiritual breath to protect the beast stone, so that its texture opened, and brought in the twisted little hedgehog.

Deep in the snow, Ji Fan began to change clothes, took out a white coat, and put a fluffy white cloak.

On this snowfield, whether it is day or night, it is not easy to find the white clothes, but the black clothes are too conspicuous.

Silently endured until dark, and then Ji Fan came out of the snow pit and moved towards the glacier and snow mountain.

"Jinglun and the three are still here, what opportunities can attract the three of them here?" Ji Fan held the Senluo ring in his hand, but wanted to see what was going on with the three of Jinglun.

Because they are getting closer and closer, even if they don't rely on the little hedgehog, Ji Fan has already sensed the location of the three of Jinglun through the Senluo ring.

In the dark night, in the process of Ji Fan's running, he was completely silent and silent by stepping on the snow, coupled with Ji Fan's cultivation of the secret of mortal breath, his aura was restrained and ordinary, and it was extremely difficult to be discovered.

"Is it below the glacier?"

Just as Ji Fan was approaching a large crack in the glacier, he could already vaguely sense the location of the three of them.

However, a rich cold aura gushed out from the great crack in the glacier, and it was also freezing Ji Fan's spiritual breath, and it began to make a snorting sound.

"It's a bit of a problem. ”

If in the past, Ji Fan used the corpse armor technique to use the breath and strength of the one-legged bronze man, he would still be able to stand tall.

"Once the Ascending Sun Vine is released, I am afraid that the breath will not be controllable, and it will be discovered faster, but unfortunately the coffin of the one-legged bronze man was shattered by the thunderstorm, otherwise I can use that corpse coffin to carry the Ascending Sun Vine, I can be much more convenient. Ji Fan hesitated slightly, and wiped his right hand towards Qianjun Ring.

A metal mask full of cracks appeared in Ji Fan's hand, and if you look closely, you will find that the two faces on the metal mask have a faint light, and there are several cracks on the mask, and they even turn into shadows.

Putting the mask on his face, Ji Fan's breath did not change, he wanted to use the shadow of the wound power on this antiquity.

The Buddha face has been injected into the spiritual breath by Ji Fan, and it has been a while, but he has experienced two wonderful uses, one of which is to make the perception more sensitive.

As for the power of another ancient solution, it is difficult to use the Buddha face when it is cracked.

Ji Fan, who wears a Buddha face, looks extremely weird at night, and his external perception is crazy, and this invisible and colorless perception is difficult to be detected, and it is not even affected by the cold.

In Ji Fan's feeling, the cold air of this Snow Ridge Plateau is definitely not naturally formed.

"Floating Flower Body!"

Discovering the situation under the glacier crack, Ji Fan took a slight turn and floated down towards the glacier crack.

The large fissure of the glacier, which is hundreds of zhang wide, is obviously collapsed, and the ice crystals are brilliant and not dark.

Ji Fan, who fell down to the crack of the glacier, could see that in the extremely deep ice, the corpses of some people and beasts were frozen, and there were even artifacts among them.

It's a pity that the people, beasts, and artifacts in the ice all seem to have lost their vitality and strength, and they have lost any luster.

"I fell under a glacial crevasse!"

Ji Fan's mood was a little solemn, his knowledge of the Snow Ridge Plateau was limited, and he was not sure if this was a Jedi.

"Further down, after a long time, I will also be frozen in ice, and I will fall into the cracks of the glacier, it seems that it is not easy here, once it is frozen by the cold, it can't be touched!" Ji Fan's figure was suspended in front of an ice layer, and his right finger covered with ice ballast scraped slightly towards the ice surface.

"Zi!Zi!Zi~~~"

Just the slight vibration caused by a light scraping had already caused a fine crack to appear on one side of the ice, and Ji Fan watched as a sword weapon in the ice was divided by a fine ice crack.