Chapter 182: Rescue

In the crack of the glacier, Ji Fan exhaled silently, and he was already frozen, inhaling the cold qi into his chest, and there was even more pain in shattering.

"I won't be able to go on like this, the condensed ice can't be touched, and I'm afraid of movement, how can I take the three of Jinglun away!" Ji Fan, who was suspended in the upsurge of cold air, was quite hesitant.

"Whew~~~"

Ji Fan let go of the weight of his body slightly, and continued to sink downward, twisting his body with difficulty, from the gap in the collapsed ice to the bottom of the glacier crack.

Unlike usual, at this time, in the low temperature of fragmentation, Ji Fan had to twist his body, and he couldn't make a big move, which was quite difficult, and his body was frozen after twisting, and it was not easy to recover.

Just by descending to the bottom of the glacier crestic, Ji Fan already had a lot of injuries in his body.

"How can I run under the crack of the glacier, but woe to me!" Ji Fan secretly complained that Jinglun and the three of them could find trouble.

Originally, the three of them went to the Snow Ridge Plateau to get a chance, but now their fate is going to be here.

"Snort~~~"

As Ji Fan entered a small space from the gap in the collapsed ice, the frozen figures of the three of Jinglun had already been seen by the eyes of the face in the center of the Buddha's face.

Through the face of the Buddha, seeing the appearance of Jinglun and the three of them being frozen, Ji Fan's heart couldn't help but tighten.

The situation was unexpected, Jinglun's warp body was not only pierced by the ice cracks, but also seemed to be missing the head before it was frozen, and an arm was missing.

"Have you suffered a burial calamity? If it weren't for the fact that it was frozen and there was still a little Yuan Shen that had not been destroyed, it is estimated that in my Senluo Ring, his Yuan Shen aura would have already dissipated!" Ji Fan looked at Jing Lun's corpse and sighed secretly.

As for wanting to die, it was a tattered shroud, and even the insect beetles were fragmented, and the cold and fine cracks also pierced her body.

"People who shout all day long that they want to die may be difficult to be killed, but in such an environment, it seems that it is difficult to support. Ji Fan felt that if she knocked on the cold ice outside her body now, her body would shatter to the ground, and she would die no more.

The soil is in the ice, and it has lost its original appearance, like a humanoid clay figure.

"This mud doesn't look simple, no wonder his soil method is so powerful!" Ji Fan couldn't tell what kind of mud was on the body of Tibetan soil.

"It looks like a meat paste, but where did he get this meat paste body?" Ji Fan also had a guess about the Tibetan soil while thinking about the method.

Ji Fan, who had nothing to deal with, had to release the Imperial Beast Stone from the Qianjun Ring.

"Zi!Zi!Zi~~~"

Using the ancient spirit breath to protect the Imperial Beast Stone, Ji Fan was very gentle and spread out the texture of the Imperial Beast Stone.

"Don't make a sound!"

Ji Fan, who put away the Imperial Beast Stone, covered the little hedgehog with his big hand the moment it came out, and communicated with it with his mind.

"Xiaofan, let go. ”

The little hedgehog's slightly dissatisfied crisp sound sounded in Ji Fan's mind.

"The cold ice here is unusual, it may shatter when you make a sound or touch it, and now that these three people are frozen in ice, can your desolate qi melt the ice away?"

"These three people, there are already no more people who can't do it. The little hedgehog closed his small eyes and sniffed with his nose.

"Hurry up and get to work, and get the line out first. Ji Fan grew up in the hedgehog's tone, and he could hear that it had a way.

When Ji Fan let go of the little hedgehog's mouth, it twisted and exhaled a rich yellow snort.

Through the eyes of the Buddha, Ji Fan found that the little hedgehog's snort, once it came into contact with the cold ice that sealed the Tibetan soil, it quickly melted the ice silently.

The little hedgehog's snort was not blazing, but brought Ji Fan a feeling of withering and withering.

"Xiao Fan, even if I untie the ice outside his body, I can't untie the ice in his body. The little hedgehog communicated with Ji Fan with his mind.

"Let's get rid of the ice outside of the body first. ”

Ji Fan was already thinking about wrapping the Tibetan soil with Fan Gu Ling's breath and putting him in the coffin.

"Okay, but the qi and blood in his body can't run, you have to pack him up quickly, otherwise with the current level of cold, he will soon be frozen again. When the little hedgehog was about to melt the ice outside the Tibetan soil, he hurriedly signaled to Ji Fan.

"Whew~~~"

Ji Fan's spiritual breath poured out, but it was only injected into the coffin pendant, making it magnify.

As for the mud body of Tibetan soil, it was carried into the coffin by Ji Fan himself with soft strength.

silently closed the coffin, shrunk it, and put it into the Qianjun ring, Ji Fan and the little hedgehog rescued Jinglun, who wanted to die and had no head.

"Yoyo, is there any chance in this glacier crevasse?"

Ji Fan couldn't be sure at this time why the three of Jinglun were sealed in the crack of the glacier.

"If you're not here, you have to continue to go north, and it's hard to take away the opportunity over there, if Xiao Fan cultivates the power of ice, it's still possible, no, there is still a breath that is very domineering, but it is affected by the cold, and it is very vague. The little hedgehog communicated with Ji Fan with his mind, and after that, the little nose sniffed and seemed to have found something.

"The burial of the ancient calamity failed to destroy the strange appearance of the Snow Ridge Plateau?" Ji Fan's mind was surprised.

"Both forces are buried in the depths of the north, especially the terrifying ice breath, which has begun to leak out!" the little hedgehog replied quite clearly.

"This is the outer edge of the glacier, the cold is already so heavy, and if you go further north, I am afraid that the spiritual breath will be frozen and shattered, and most of the items on my body will have to be blown up. Ji Fan looked at the Qianjun ring on his left hand that flashed with Fan's ancient spiritual rhyme.

"Xiao Fan, don't go deep yet, the two breaths of the present world in the north are extremely dangerous, and there are strong people hidden in the crevices of the glaciers further north, you should be careful. Before the little hedgehog was sent to the Imperial Beast Stone, he reminded Ji Fan.

"It seems that after the burial of the ancient calamity, the current Snow Ridge Plateau has undergone a great change!" Ji Fan sorted out his things, and his body twisted through the gap formed by the huge ice cube with difficulty.

Ji Fan, who lifted his qi and lightened his body, used the Aerial Technique, tried to reduce the movement as much as possible to avoid the collapse of the glacier crack.

Through the glacial cracks, Ji Fan realized that there was indeed an opportunity on the Snow Ridge Plateau, not to mention the two breaths that the little hedgehog said, just the earth spirit veins that existed on the Snow Ridge Plateau were a great temptation for him.

"It's better to save the three of them first, and prepare for it. Ji Fan, who was also aware of the great danger, did not choose to rush forward.

In the white night, Ji Fan, who had come out of the crack in the glacier, quickly ran back to the south.

After running on the snowfield for two hours, Ji Fan left the unbearable range of the cold and made a spacious snow pit in the wind and snow.

took out three corpse coffin pendants that were full of cold air, Ji Fan slowly enlarged them, and his control over the corpse coffin was obviously affected.

Gently opening the coffins of the three corpses, looking at the bodies of the three Tibetan people in the ice and snow, still exuding cold, Ji Fan could feel the horror of the blood being frozen.

"It seems that any kind of power cultivated to the extreme cannot be underestimated. Ji Fan sighed in his heart.

"Tibetan soil, desire to die, economic development, the situation is not good now, you have to work harder, if you are still conscious, give me some responses. Ji Fan was still wearing a Buddha face, and used his mind to awaken the three of Jinglun.

"Quickly send us to the Cold Sky Pool in the east of the Snow Ridge Mountains. The consciousness of wanting to die still existed, and he took the lead in giving Ji Fan a response.

"Original sin, why did you come, I'm almost finished, but it's better than not coming, if you are any later, my cultivation background will have to be drained by the cold ice and fragments!"

"Seeing that Jinglun's condition is not very good, his head is gone, what happened to him?" Ji Fan wanted to know more.

"There is a female monk in the Cold Heaven Sect, damn it, I can't spare her......" Tibetan soil seems to have suffered a great loss, and the resentment is extremely heavy.

"You can't do it in this snowy plateau. ”

If Ji Fan does not wear a Buddha face, it is really difficult to communicate with the consciousness of the Tibetan land and the sea of consciousness of death, which is also one of the wonderful uses of the Buddha's face to amplify perception.

Closing the three corpse coffins, Ji Fan felt that Jinglun was more than lucky, but he didn't abandon him immediately.

Taking off the Buddha face on his face and shrinking the three corpse coffins, Ji Fan came out of the snow pit, braved the cold wind and snow, and turned to the east.

"Cold Sky Pool?"

Looking at the steaming clouds in the distance, Ji Fan felt that it might not be easy over there.

"Even if the Cold Heaven Sect suffered heavy losses in the Great War of the Righteous Demons, it seems that there are powerful figures, female monks? I don't know if it is because the cultivation foundation is relatively strong, or the cultivation level is relatively high, who is the hidden powerhouse that Youyou has noticed? Although the Great War of the Righteous Demon has subsided, after experiencing the Burial Ancient Tribulation, the dark tide of the cultivation world has become more and more turbulent!" Ji Fan could think that while the Burial Ancient Tribulation had ended the chaos everywhere, some monks and forces also had the same idea as him, and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to find opportunities.

"What is this Cold Heaven Pool?"

The closer he got to the mountains in the east of the Snow Ridge Plateau, the more Ji Fan could vaguely feel that there was a palpitating aura here.

"After the burial of the ancient calamity, is it still not extinguished?" Ji Fan felt that the strange aura of the rolling mountains in the east was not the same as the cold air of the glaciers and snow-capped mountains in the north.

"Buzz~~~"

Just as Ji Fan continued to sweep and was about to reach the continuous mountains, a wave of power fluctuated in a stone forest.

"Ahead is the Witch Mountain Range, where else do you think?" A sturdy woman jumped on the high stone, and had already pulled away the big bow she was carrying and mounted an arrow with a spell, giving Ji Fan a sense of breaking the spirit.

"This woman has a lot of strength, and her figure is also very strong!" Ji Fan didn't feel the spiritual breath from the woman, but he felt the strength.

"I am a monk of the Xuanyin Sect, and I have also fought side by side with the tribe in the Great War of the Righteous Demons, and now I have three companions who have been frozen and want to go to the Cold Heaven Pool to find a way to unseal it, can you please tell the principal?" Ji Fan discussed with the sturdy woman who drew the bow.

"Whoever you are, you can't enter the Witch Mountains. The sturdy woman didn't mean to let go in the slightest.

"Boom~~~"

When Ji Fan's face was gloomy, the sturdy woman's arrow was already off the string, and it spun and brushed against Ji Fan's ear, shooting a big stone behind him to pieces.

Ji Fan's two strands of long hair were cut off by the arrows, but he didn't move, nor did he blink, his expression was surprisingly calm.

"The people of the tribe are really unfriendly!"

Ji Fan sighed, feeling that people live for a lifetime, they can't be hostile to anyone, that's too lonely, and when they have the ability to help, they should help others.

"What do you mean by that?"

The sturdy woman didn't seem to expect that Ji Fan didn't dodge in the face of sharp arrows.

Ji Fan shook his head and didn't give the woman an answer, he felt that the exile of some tribes might also be related to barbarism.