Cold, extremely cold.

Under this extremely cold ice cave, the breath exhaled from the mouth can instantly condense into frost, the eyelids are difficult to open, the pupils are rapidly narrowed, and the entire line of sight is a completely blurred scene, even if it is occasionally seen clearly, it is all transparent ice and white frost. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Breaking away from Tong Yang's true qi restraint, although Fan Chuan's body can move at this moment, but under this ice cave, Fan Chuan is not moving at all, because every time he moves, there will be a crisp sound of bones turning in the air, and the crisp sound of "popping" has already made Fan Chuan feel awe, and at this moment, Fan Chuan really experienced the cold and piercing.

"End...... It's over, it's going to ...... It's time to get home......"

Fan Chuan trembled, slowly curled his body, and squatted in a corner, although it was a corner, but his back was only in contact with a towering icicle.

The ice slag fell from the icicles like rain, and all of them fell on Fan Chuan's body, and Fan Chuan only symbolically shook his body, and had no intention of moving away.

The cold continued, and all that was left of the ice cave was the cold howling.

"Chu Yuan! Yes, Chu Yuan!"

A thought suddenly flashed through Fan Chuan's mind, and at that moment, Fan Chuan immediately forcibly withdrew his true qi and sacrificed Chu Yuan's purple sword.

A purple light flashed, adding a bit of color to this transparent and whitish space, and it looked very warm. As soon as Chu Yuan held it in his hand, Fan Chuan immediately fused a large amount of true qi, trying to use his sword qi to sweep away the cold qi around his body.

"Huh!"

The sound of the sword qi breaking through the air sounded, and Fan Chuan's idea really worked, only to see that in the place where the purple light of Chu Yuan's purple sword body shone, it was unusually bright and clean, but Fan Chuan knew that this was not the ground bright and clean, in fact, it was just the sword qi that forced the cold qi back, so that Fan Chuan's vision was bright, and outside the sword qi purple mang, Fan Chuan's vision was still blurry, it was conceivable that those cold qi was completely growing here, and it could only be forced back, not dissipated.

Got a trace of "warmth", Fan Chuan seemed to think of something again, and immediately raised his eyes to look at the crystal ripple feather ring worn by his finger, a trace of true qi was integrated into the feather ring, and then a streamer flashed, and then saw a strange small wine pot in Fan Chuan's palm.

"Hope it works!"

Opening the lid of the small wine jug, Fan Chuan took advantage of the situation to lift the wine jug and drank it all.

The contents of this wine pot are the refreshing dew wine given by Elder An Wu when Fan Chuan left the Yeyue Gate before, which was prepared by Elder An Wu alone, and Fan Chuan had always put it in the Crystal Ripple Feather Ring before, if it wasn't too cold at this time, Fan Chuan would have almost forgotten that this pot of dew wine still existed.

Fan Chuan usually doesn't like to drink, but this time drinking, but Fan Chuan can't ask for it, the aftertaste is endless, and it not only effectively helps Fan Chuan to refresh his mind, but also plays a role in keeping out the cold, although it is not to make Fan Chuan completely relieved of the cold, but this little "warmth" is obviously enough for Fan Chuan.

From then on, Fan Chuan fell in love with wine.

Relying only on the slightest warmth in his body and the space swept out by Chu Yuan's purple sword, Fan Chuan tried to stand up and began to check his surroundings.

The first thing that catches the eye is a dazzling array of icicles, followed by a carved ice-like body, fine and fragmented frost, and even more like snowflakes, slowly falling downward, on the whole, it is not an exaggeration to call it an extremely cold place.

Each icicle is like a support, the upper end of the icicle does not know where it leads, but with Fan Chuan's sight now, he can't see the situation above clearly, and behind the staggered icicles, there is a narrow passage that extends in all directions, and it is like an icy labyrinth, intricate, and the place where Fan Chuan stands at this time is only one of these many passages.

"Here...... There won't be anything, right?"

In a trance, Fan Chuan always felt a kind of uneasiness, but this uneasiness could not be said, what it specifically meant, even Fan Chuan himself did not know, but the surrounding cold coupled with the deathly silence made Fan Chuan unconsciously feel a sense of fear.

Instead of sitting back and waiting, it is better to take the initiative.

With his mind settled, Fan Chuan immediately took out his true qi again and integrated it into the Chu Yuan Purple Sword in his hand, and with the sweep of the sword qi, Fan Chuan began to look for an exit.

There was a sparse frost trampling sound under his feet, and the crisp chirping sound was in his ears, and Fan Chuan was engrossed in checking the situation in front of him and the movement behind him all the time, in case there was any unknown danger.

But after Fan Chuan swept around with his sword qi and walked around a few times, not only did he find nothing except icicles and frost, but unconsciously, Fan Chuan turned back to the same place, because at this moment, under the feet of Fan Chuan, there were still footprints of Fan Chuan when he squatted in the corner of icicles before, although the footprints at this time had been covered by frost, but it could still be distinguished that it was Fan Chuan's footprints.

"What the hell is going on? Is it a formation?"

Fan Chuan began to think wildly, his body stood in place, but his eyes looked around, and after some inspection, not only was it fruitless, but it was also a new trouble.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, Fan Chuan's brows were locked for a moment, and suddenly a slight movement woke up Fan Chuan, and then Fan Chuan immediately turned around to look for the sound, but when Fan Chuan turned around, he didn't find anything, but at this time, Fan Chuan's mind was even more concentrated.

Fan Chuan turned back to his body.

At the moment when Fan Chuan turned around, there was a sudden "boom" loud noise, which completely broke the silence, and after the loud noise, there were successive sounds, and the movement was extremely large.

Fan Chuan didn't think about it, first retreated and moved forward a lot, and then turned around to look, it didn't matter, Fan Chuan only felt a cold air that was colder than the surrounding environment, and he went straight to his heart.

Because just in front of Fan Chuan's current line of sight, a pair of people surrounded by thick icicles were pouring towards Fan Chuan, and the sound of "booming" ice pieces breaking was endless.

After seeing this, Fan Chuan didn't think much about it, and instinctively hid to the side, but due to the narrowness of the passage, when Fan Chuan hid to the side, he found out with a heartache that he was still in the range of icicles, and wanted to find another place to hide, but looking at it, Fan Chuan found out again that there was no place to hide.

"That's all it takes......"

Forcing himself to calm down, Fan Chuan then raised the Chu Yuan Purple Sword in his hand, and the position pointed by the sword qi was the oncoming icicle. Fan Chuan tried to use his sword qi to dismantle the icicles.

"Boom!"

There was another great movement, and the icicle fell in front of Fan Chuan as scheduled.

"Chu Yuan, out!"

After the sound of sword qi breaking through the air, I saw an extremely pure purple light in the transparent and white space, and the purple light even transformed into all kinds of images, like a crazy beast, and immediately pounced on the icicle.

Zi Mang arrived at the icicle, and the icicle that originally relied on inertia to land at great speed was stopped in mid-air by Fan Chuan with his true qi and sword qi, and Fan Chuan could even feel the extremely cold aura emanating from the icicle.

According to the original thought, the next step is to decompose the icicles in turn, otherwise it is not a way to hold on for such a long time at all, not to mention that the true qi will be exhausted with the passage of time, just the extremely cold qi given by the icicles can make Fan Chuan raise his hand and surrender.

What Fan Chuan didn't know was that this extremely cold ice cave that existed under the Qingyu Pavilion had frozen to death many cultivators who were in the Great Dao stage of cultivation realm.

"Liulan, out!"

With Fan Chuan's roar again, I saw that in the space with an extra color, an extremely pure blue mang suddenly emerged, and with the enhancement of the blue mang, a strangely shaped cultivator floated in the air by himself.

This sword is the Liulan Sword that Ling Guan Zhenren gave to Fan Chuan before.

Fan Chuan is now using the Chu Yuan Purple Sword to resist the collapse of the icicles, and when he strikes the Liulan Sword, he is using the Liulan Sword to smash the icicles in turn.

Due to the control of the two cultivation swords at the same time, Fan Chuan only felt that the true qi in his body was rapidly draining, and at this rate of loss, it would not be long before Fan Chuan would run out of true qi. But at this dilemma, Fan Chuan suddenly thought of the other two gases in his body, which were the power of soul transformation and the power of beast yuan.

Just in case, Fan Chuan stopped using True Qi to supply the Liulan Sword, but instead manipulated the Beast Yuan Force to inject it into the body of the Liulan Sword, because Fan Chuan had tried to use the Beast Yuan Force to inject it into the Chu Yuan Purple Sword before, and it was when he was killing demons in the Zongshi Courtyard, and the effect was very good, so at this time, Fan Chuan resolutely withdrew the Beast Yuan Force again.

At the moment when the beast yuan force was injected into the sword body of the Liulan Sword, I saw that in the surrounding space, with a sudden roar, there was a strong wind, the wind was very fierce, and it was very unreasonable, but when Fan Chuan saw that the wind blowing was all swept into the sword body of the Liulan Sword, Fan Chuan was relieved, and dared to love that this wind was created by the beast Yuanli and the Liulan Sword.

The sound of the wind stopped, and the originally pure blue sword gradually attached layers of black smoke, and this black smoke was like a living thing, and it would swim away on its own, and gradually, the target of the black smoke locked on the icicle that Fan Chuan was still struggling to support.

Then, as Fan Chuan thought, he only heard the sound of "crackling" ice cubes in the air, and when he looked at the icicles in front of him, he saw that the Liulan Sword was like an angry killing god, out of Fan Chuan's hand, and suspended at the upper end of the icicle, the sword body emitting blue and black smoke was rapidly chopping the icicle, and the large ice cubes, like the hailstones of the sudden extraordinarily large level, fell on the ground one after another, and the thick icicles that were originally surrounded by the two began to languish and gradually shrunk.

Seeing that the situation was slowly improving, Fan Chuan exhaled a big breath, and a tired smile appeared on his handsome face.

But at this time, Fan Chuan, who was engrossed, didn't know that not far behind Fan Chuan, in a dark corner blocked by icicles, several dragon whiskers as thick as sticks were probing out of the corner, shaking slowly............