The corners of Zi Yunchen's lips hooked up a charming arc, and pointed like a knife, the purple light arc crackled, leaving three words next to the three words "I will come".

Zi Yunchen.

Neither arrogant nor arrogant.

Go your own way with determination and unrepentance.

Zi Yunchen, he speaks for himself.

The wine fairy stroked his beard with a rare fairy wind: "Yo, you are really not low-key." ”

Luo Qingyin and Zi Yunchen looked at him in unison: "Is it okay to eat low-key?" ”

"Makes sense." The wine fairy nodded in agreement, stretched out his fingers, and the sharp energy hit the ice wall, and suddenly the ice chips were splashed, and a huge wine gourd taller than a person appeared in front of them, encapsulating all the new and old fonts in the lower part of the gourd.

Suddenly, all the handwriting became the pattern of a gourd.

Luo Qingyin: "......"

Zi Yunchen: "......"

It's not too low-key.

However, that's not all!

After the wine fairy finished painting, the upper part of the gourd was engraved with the word "wine".

Luo Qingyin couldn't help twitching the corners of her eyes, looking at the person in front of her with an unprecedentedly complex look, as if she had never known him.

The snow ginseng doll looked playful, and immediately grabbed Luo Qingyin's sleeve: "Sister, hug high." ”

Luo Qingyin carried him to the stone wall according to his words, and saw him stretch out his white and chubby little handprint under the three words "I will come".

Syllable!

There was a crunch.

A three-inch-deep doll's palm print appeared on the ice wall.

The palm print of the tyrant instantly overshadowed the limelight of the big wine gourd.

Luo Qingyin laughed unceremoniously.

This palm print will probably make future generations of archaeologists ponder and meditate for a lifetime?

It's fun to think about.

"Do the right thing, leave evidence." The wine fairy laughed, flicked the cork of the wine gourd, and the mellow liquor splashed on the ice wall, "These are all evidence." ”

When the wine touches the ice wall, it immediately becomes ice and forms a whole with the ice wall.

The handwriting is not dispersed, becoming the protective film of the nick, and when the wine becomes ice, the handwriting is permanently engraved in the ice, the wind does not blow, the rain does not fall, and the snow does not erode it.

Just as Luo Qingyin thought, let the later people go to archaeology!

The wine fairy laughed happily, "Let's go." ”

Sitting on the wine gourd, the four of them slowly and leisurely walked down the ice wall.

As the temperature became more and more congested, they somehow gave birth to a hearty feeling in their hearts.

Different from his previous caution, Jiuxian's mood relaxed a lot, and explained: "The Ice Zen Master of the Ice Zen Sect was a Martial Immortal cultivator when he died in the Ice Pole Heaven battle, and the time he came to the Ice Abyss must have been before that. ”

In other words, when the Lying Ice Zen Master arrived at the Ice Abyss, he only had a martial immortal or even a martial immortal's cultivation.

If Zen Master Wobing can continue to go down, so can they!

Luo Qingyin nodded in agreement: "So, we can boldly forge our bodies?" ”

The wine fairy thought for a moment and said, "It's easy to fall on the gourd, so it's better to stop every five hundred feet, which can not only forge the body but also adapt to lower temperatures." ”

Zi Yunchen had no objection.

All the way down at a uniform speed, Luo Qingyin quietly withdrew the fire of Nirvana into the dantian, leaving only a small cluster of flames, allowing the bone-chilling air flow to hit him head-on.

Brush......

The cold air that penetrated her heart and lungs swept through Luo Qingyin's body like the wind, like fine and dense cow hair piercing her body.

Invisible and formless, yet everywhere.

The clothes on her body were well dressed, and the cold did not leave any traces on the surface of her skin, but it continued to enter her body through the skin, penetrating into her bones and her meridians inch by inch.

After completely subduing the fire of Nirvana, Luo Qingyin burned his body with fire when he had nothing to do, first, to forge his body, and secondly, to remove impurities from his body.

During the long period of burning, her body was stripped of all impurities, her meridians became extremely transparent, and her bones were as clear as jade.

Now, the cold air enters the body, and it is like flying all over the sky in the body, crashing around.

Her transparent meridians, her crystal-like bones left a cold mark in the chaos of the cold air.

At first, every time he fell a mark, Luo Qingyin shuddered.

Later, she became numb in the collision of countless cold air, and just sat cross-legged to meet the continuous cold air.

Don't stop, don't avoid, don't resist!

Let the cold invade, let the cold invade the flesh and blood, freeze the meridians, and imprint the bones like pervasive, and let the cold rush freely in the limbs.

This is the most correct way to forge the body.

The most miserable thing is probably her face.

I was completely frozen, and I couldn't even move my eyelids.

200 feet......

300 feet......

400 feet......

When they were almost five hundred feet, the snow ginseng doll holding a piece of 10,000-year-old ice and boring monkeys suddenly raised its head and looked at the place where they came down, and its soft and glutinous voice was not affected by the cold at all: "Someone from above is coming, the one who is fighting with my sister." ”

Luo Qingyin raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The eyebrows and eyes were frozen, and they couldn't even raise their eyebrows.

Still struggling with his facial features, the wine fairy asked, "What kind of cultivation is the other party?" ”

Luo Qingyin burned his lips and teeth with the fire of Nirvana, so that he could speak out loud: "Wuhou is just that, don't worry." ”

Wuhou cultivated, even if he could use the snow beads to go down to the ice abyss, he would not be able to go anywhere.

However, Bing Lan'er was able to escape the shackles of the trapped array within two hours, and she could also accurately chase the ice abyss, it seems that the Heavenly Maiden of the Ice Pole Heaven is not as straw as she imagined.

It's just, what's the point of chasing after you?

You have the ability to kill it!

……

On top of the ice cliffs.

Bing Lan'er stood on the edge of the cliff in the bone-chilling air, her delicate and beautiful sideburns were slightly scattered, and her veil was blown away by the fierce cold wind, revealing her high and cold and arrogant face.

Looking down at the ice abyss, the cold underneath is boundless, like a bottomless ice cave, which makes people involuntarily chill.

This is the coldest place in the Cangyun Continent.

This is also the location of the legendary drift ice.

Their target, sure enough, is drifting ice out of the sky.

Want to take away the drift ice?

It's so beautiful!

Did they think that drift ice was something so easy to get?

Bing Lan'er almost burst out laughing.

Every generation of Polar Heaven has tried to go down to the ice abyss at least once to find drift ice outside the sky.

If the drift ice outside the sky was so easy to find, it would have become the treasure of the Ice Pole Heaven Sect long ago.

They were so stupid to go down to the ice abyss, just in time to give her a chance to block the road and rob.

With the cold level of the ice abyss, they could stay for up to three days.

Within three days, they would have crawled up like dead dogs from the cold.

At that time, she wanted to relict the snow lotus, as simple as searching for a bag.

Bing Lan'er took a few steps back and said to the man who was following her, "Set up the formation." ”

A man stepped up as he said, took out a formation disk, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the array disk, and immediately a huge formation was formed, spanning the cliff.

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