"Hoo ......",

I saw that the ice coffin swept up layers of cold currents, and the cold current directly enveloped the group of Immortal Extreme Sect disciples.

Before they could react, their movements froze.

The cold snap turned into a thick white mist.

"Click", I saw that the fierce-looking man directly turned into an ice sculpture.

The other disciples of the Immortal Extreme Sect also turned into an ice sculpture, only to see one after another ice sculptures appear in the sky.

The sunlight reflected on the ice sculpture, shining with dazzling colorful light.

The beautiful woman flicked her sleeve, and the ice coffin flew back behind her.

When everyone saw that strange scene, they couldn't help but gasp.

No one thought that the power of the ice coffin was so strong, and a cold white mist froze this group of Immortal Extreme Sect disciples into ice sculptures.

The middle-aged man gently pushed the palm of his hand, and the ice sculptures exploded directly, and then turned into countless pieces of broken ice and fell from the sky.

"Whoa",

The sound of countless ice cubes shattering sounded, and the several Immortal Extreme Sect disciples all turned into countless broken ice cubes and scattered down from the sky.

They didn't even have a chance to scream, and they all turned into countless pieces of broken ice.

"This ice coffin is terrifying, isn't it?" Xuanyuan Wenjie's eyes showed a frightened look, and he muttered in his mouth.

"I'm sorry to scare my teammates." The middle-aged man said with an apologetic smile on his face.

"Won't the chill of this ice coffin eat away at yourselves?"

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes shrank slightly, he already felt the beautiful woman's body tremble slightly, and then he asked curiously.

"We coffin-bearers naturally have to bear the erosion caused by the ice coffin, and this has long been used to it." The middle-aged man smiled and said calmly.

"Well, what's in this ice coffin?" Xuanyuan Wenjie finally couldn't help but ask the middle-aged man.

"Actually, we don't know what's in the ice coffin, it should be the hope of our coffin bearer."

The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders and replied to Xuanyuan Wenjie.

"Hope, hope for the coffin-bearer?" Xuanyuan Wenjie couldn't help but murmur again.

"Okay, this is people's privacy, how can we find out. Although we are a team, each teammate has their own privacy."

Yang Feng didn't want Xuanyuan Wenjie to continue to ask any more, he stopped Xuanyuan Wenjie.

"Captain, they've searched this ruined city, let's go around the other areas." At this time, the old cigarette butt took a hard puff of dry smoke, and then suggested to Yang Feng.

"Yes, there should be no more materials to search for in this ruined city, so let's go to other areas to have a look."

The old man also suggested to Yang Feng.

After listening to the suggestions of the two old men, everyone also nodded in agreement.

"Let's go, let's go to the other areas." Yang Feng took the advice of the two old men, and he nodded and decided.

The crowd swept over the ruined city and shot into the distance.

The explorers who searched the ruined city saw it all, and their faces were horrified.

Those few disciples of the Fang Ji Sect directly turned the ice coffin into countless broken ice, and even the storage bags directly turned into broken ice, and they all took out their communication transmission stones to tell their fellow disciples everything that happened here.

Yang Feng led everyone to fly in the void for a quarter of an hour, and another city appeared in the distance.

It's just that the city is not a ruined city, but an intact city.

After seeing an intact city appear in the distance, everyone's faces couldn't help but show joy.

"That city should be built by explorers, let's go and settle there.

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Yang Feng immediately made up his mind, and he said to his teammates.

Everyone didn't object, after all, it was not bad to be able to communicate with other explorers in this Garan star.

The crowd swept towards the city, and their figures swept directly into the city.

Their arrival did not cause much of a stir, after all, the city is visited by many explorers every day.

The city is densely packed with houses, and each area seems to have been divided.

Some are pill exchange areas, some are weapons exchange areas, and some are information exchange areas.

This city is like a city in the outside world, and it has everything.

Street after street divides the city into several districts evenly.

Everyone walked down the street, because the mysterious beautiful woman was carrying an ice coffin, and such a maverick behavior naturally attracted the curious eyes of some explorers.

"It was they who snatched the ice coffin of the white-haired woman in the valley, and our fellow senior brother sent a message, and the ice coffin instantly turned several disciples of the Immortal Extreme Sect into ice sculptures, and then the ice sculptures directly turned into countless ice particles. I don't know what's in that ice coffin, it's so terrifying."

Some of the explorers secretly observed the Wind Chasers, and they couldn't help but whisper.

Ding Xiaoyi took in the whispers of the explorers standing on both sides of the street, and a helpless smile appeared on his face.

They came to a square again, which was the information exchange area of the city, and they saw that someone in the square had already placed the treasures they had collected from the Garan Star on the ground.

The so-called information exchange area is where some explorers exchange their harvest with other explorers, but they buy and sell.

Of course, there can also be information to buy and sell, as long as you can afford the price and ignore the authenticity of the information.

The crowd passed by the booth of an explorer, and they saw that the treasures that the explorers had swayed were all low-level treasures, and there was nothing that everyone was interested in.

Ding Xiaoyi passed by an old rickety old man, and with a glance, he saw a dead branch on the old man's stall.

His heart trembled inexplicably, and he squatted down and picked up the dead branch casually.

At this time, the Buddha lamp in his bag made a light humming sound.

He felt that there was a faint Buddha power contained in the withered branches, and the incomparable purity of the Buddha power made him feel like he was empowered.

"What kind of branch is this?" Ding Xiaoyi asked the stall owner very curiously.

"I don't know what kind of dry branch this is, but I picked it up in a secret realm, and I feel that this dry branch seems to have a pure Buddha power, so I brought this dead branch, if Xiaoyou is practicing Buddha skills, you can buy this dry branch to participate in enlightenment."

The rickety old man said to Ding Xiaoyi with a smile.

"It's just that there doesn't seem to be much Buddha power in this dry branch, how many fairy spirit stones do you want to sell?"

Ding Xiaoyi's face showed a look of disappointment, and he said to the old man again.

"It's okay, Xiaoyou just look at it, this withered branch has been here for a few months, and the old man has not met a monk who cultivates Buddhist skills, the old decay view of the little friend has pure Buddha light around him, he must be proficient in Buddhist skills, just look at this withered branch and give it."

The old man's face showed a warm smile, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi again.

"How about a hundred fairy spirit stones?" The white light in Ding Xiaoyi's hand flashed, and he directly stuffed the fairy spirit stone into the hand of the rickety old man.

"Thank you Xiaoyou for knowing the goods, Xiaoyou wants to have other spiritual weapons, just look at it."

The rickety old man had a happy smile on his face, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi again.

"Old man, can you tell me where this dead branch was found?"

Ding Xiaoyi asked the rickety old man again.

"It's been too long, and I've forgotten it, but I seem to remember that there was a huge Buddha statue outside the secret world. As for the position on this star, I seem to have forgotten

, the memory of decay is getting worse and worse."

The rickety old man replied to Ding Xiaoyi with a look of apology on his face.

"It's okay, I'm just asking." Ding Xiaoyi smiled at the old man and said. After speaking, he directly put the dead branch into the Qiankun bag.

At this moment, several figures walked towards the rickety old man.

Seeing the figures walking towards him, the rickety old man's face changed slightly.

Ding Xiaoyi saw that the clothes of the figures were embroidered with the word Shengji, they should be the disciples of the Shengji Gate.