Chapter 480: Ten Thousand Years Ice Heart

Zhao Rindong did not rush in directly, but went around to the side, and then stopped, using the surrounding environment to start making liquid oxygen at low temperatures.

After all, he is still a mortal, it is impossible not to breathe, and things like oxygen are still very necessary.

After making a lot of liquid oxygen, Zhao Rindong began to rush to the depths.

The further you go inside, the temperature gets cooler and colder, and it is accompanied by a super strong wind, which carries ice slag in the wind.

Zhao Rindong knew that he was on the verge of the forbidden land of death.

Let Long Yan out and wrap himself up.

It was a lot warmer.

The reason why Zhao Rindong is so confident that he can come out alive is because of Long Yan, no matter how low the temperature is, there is no need to be afraid, if you have the ability, you will freeze Long Yan for me.

Calculating the time, Zhao Rindong walked like this for about seven days, and the storm suddenly disappeared, and everything around him was quiet and terrifying.

took out an oxygen bag, Zhao Rindong inhaled it violently, and then stored it in his body, as long as he did not exercise vigorously, he could keep it for eight hours without oxygen.

Not long after walking inside, Zhao Rindong saw a humanoid ice sculpture.

This is the white-haired warrior, I don't know how long he has been dead, under the extreme cold, the corpse will not deteriorate at all, and his face is still lifelike when looking through the ice.

His eyes didn't close, as if he was still alive.

The more he went inside, the more and more such ice sculptures there were, and Zhao Rindong found that none of these ice sculptures fell, and none of them went in the opposite direction, all of them were in a forward posture and remained forever.

White-haired people, should they be said to be a tendon, or appreciate their spirit of never giving up.

Either way, they are now signposts on this dark path.

Walked for another three days.

Zhao Rindong first launched a few dragon flame fireballs to explore the way, and then walked inside.

Strangely, the temperature here is not yet absolutely unbearable, and there is not a single ice sculpture.

Didn't they come here?

Bang! Bang!

A series of loud noises came, and there was also a piece of broken ice, which fell on Zhao Rindong's body, and was instantly melted by Long Yan.

Zhao Rindong looked up.

"it!"

The sky was full of big ice balls, really as big as Jiang Guoguo described, and the rumbling sound was made by the ice balls hitting each other.

Zhao Lindong hurriedly took out the oxygen bag and inhaled it violently.

With such a dense ice hockey, it is impossible to dodge.

Zhao Rindong took out the ancient coffin, and then supported the bottom with his feet and raised the top with both hands, in this way, flying at a low altitude, intending to rush over in this stupid way.

The big ice balls smashed on the ancient coffin one by one, and a huge gravity was transmitted, smashing Zhao Rindong down a little, and then Zhao Rindong flew up a little more, and was smashed down again.

In this way, Zhao Rindong was like a lonely boat in the sea, up and down, swaying.

It took half a day to rush out of the ice hockey storm, Zhao Rindong hid in the ancient coffin, took out the oxygen bag, took two puffs violently, and didn't dare to breathe.

After making sure that it was okay outside, he came out from under the ancient coffin.

The temperature here is already as low as minus 200 degrees Celsius, and if there is no way to heat up, it can be frozen in an instant.

The people of the white-haired clan have very few ice sculptures here, and those who can come here are all top masters.

The further you go inside, the fewer and fewer ice sculptures there become.

In the end, it was completely gone.

On the road further in, except for the first generation of demon gods, there is no one else, but today, Zhao Rindong has embarked on the path that the demon god once walked.

The inner perimeter of the Forbidden Land of Death is not too far from the center.

"Ling Yao, are you really sure that there is something in it?" Zhao Rindong asked.

Zhao Rindong was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that he would finally come in, but there was nothing, so in the end he could only bring a few pieces of ice back to make amends to Jiang Guoguo.

Ling Yao was silent for a while before saying, "You may be able to know the secrets that no one in the Heavenly Realm knows, as well as the secrets of the end of the ancient era, and my secrets. ”

The secret of the heavenly realm, the secret of the ancients, the secret of Lingyao.

These three secrets really aroused Zhao Rindong's curiosity, especially the last one, Zhao Rindong really wanted to know what secrets Ling Yao was hiding.

Even I can't say that.

The way to go inside is much better than expected, the ice hockey storm is gone, some are just extremely cold, and sometimes there will be an extremely cold storm.

The temperature at the center of the storm is infinitely close to absolute zero.

It may have reached minus 270 degrees Celsius, and the molecules are almost immobile.

But it's nothing for Midwinter.

It's always warm around him, even if you're walking through the center of the Arctic Storm.

In this way, it took Zhao Rindong almost a month to bring the center.

Lifting the dragon flame ball into the air and lighting up the surroundings, in front of Zhao Rindong was a 'spiritual mountain'.

It is almost the same as the Spirit Mountain of the Heavenly Realm, but this Spirit Mountain is formed by light blue ice as a whole, and the cold air above can be felt from a long distance.

Although from a scientific point of view, this is impossible, but this is true, the entire spiritual mountain is at absolute zero.

The molecule stops moving completely.

So these ice cubes, even if they are taken to a slightly warmer place, will not melt.

And Zhao Rindong suspects that there is a temperature in this world that is lower than absolute zero.

First, he put a few dragon flame fireballs up, and seeing that Long Yan could resist absolute zero, Zhao Rindong dared to go up.

Although he was possessed by dragon flame, as soon as he stepped on it, he instantly felt a cold breath that went straight into his body.

Zhao Rindong hurriedly stimulated the operation of the dragon's blood before he eliminated this cold qi.

It was still cold and shivered.

Zhao Rindong bet that the previous generation of demon gods would reach the foot of the mountain at most, then dig up a piece of ice and leave, and never went up.

Now, Zhao Lindong is going to be the first person to conquer this mountain.

After inhaling three sips of oxygen in a row, Zhao Rindong glared at his feet and quickly went up the mountain, even the height of the Spirit Mountain in the Heavenly Realm was about the same.

Zhao Rindong's heart was extremely surging, because he would soon know all the secrets from ancient times to the present.

After a while, Zhao Rindong was already standing on the top of the mountain.

This is also the farthest point from the sun on this planet.

To Zhao Rindong's disappointment, there was nothing here.

The top of the mountain is a flat land that glows pale blue.

Wait a minute!

Where did this light come from?

How can there be light here?

"Didn't you notice that this mountain is a little higher than Spirit Mountain?" Ling Yao said.

Zhao Rindong understood, it was not that there was nothing, but that this place had been frozen for too long, and the ice had also risen.

So, just melt the top layer and find the light source.

Just do it, and never do it in vain.

Unleash the dragon flame, then compress it together, allowing the temperature to reach an extremely terrifying level.

Despite this.

The speed at which the iceberg melted was still very slow, during which Zhao Rindong inhaled several bags of oxygen, and finally the blue light became brighter and brighter.

You can see that under the ice circle, there is a blue ball, which is glowing.

And the basket of colored balls is not frozen, it is still slowly turning.

Zhao Rindong couldn't wait any longer, so he condensed Long Yan into an awl, and then stabbed it down, and the ice slag flew wildly.

The blue ball finally appeared.

At the same time, a very terrifying cold air hit, and Zhao Rin was shivering with cold, thickening Long Yan by several layers before it offset the cold.

"This is the Ten Thousand Year Ice Heart, which is extremely resistant to your Dragon Flame, you have to be prepared, but you can rest assured that it will not hurt you, and it has been waiting for you." Ling Yao said.

Zhao Rindong also felt it, from the heart of the ten thousand years of ice, Zhao Rindong felt very intimate.

But I don't know what Ling Yao said, she has been waiting for herself, what she means.

"You're still ready to know all the secrets once you touch him, including your past life, my present life." Ling Yao continued.

Zhao Rindong was stunned, my past life? Your life?

Isn't it true that when a person dies, he will completely turn into nothingness? There is no afterlife at all.

How could I have a past life?

But he didn't hear it all the time, Ling Yao didn't actually want him to know all this, but Ling Yao also knew that this couldn't be stopped.

Zhao Rindong cautiously stretched out his hand and pointed at the 10,000-year-old ice heart, which suddenly stopped functioning, directly turned into a blue light, and submerged into Zhao Rindong's body.

Zhao Rindong only felt a shock in his consciousness, and then the boundless darkness in front of him and the eternal cold winter disappeared.

Instead, there is a cloudless clear sky, willow branches and green leaves, the chirping of birds, and thousands of koi fish jumping in the lake.

"Your name is Ling, my name is Jiang Yao, we are one from now on, we are called Jiang Lingyao."

This voice was exactly the same as Ling Yao's voice.

No!

That's what she is.

This is the era of the end of antiquity.

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