The realm of Yuan Qi is too low, the realm of supernatural powers is too low, but there are too many droplets of dragon marrow.

It was impossible for Lin Fan to completely melt this water droplet in a short period of time, but he could manipulate the Yuan Qi to break the ice in an instant, make him say a word, and then continue to be frozen in ice.

The taste of being frozen was not pleasant, and the chill made his soul seem to tremble, and in each tremble, he felt as if he was going to lose all consciousness at any moment.

And losing consciousness, naturally, means death.

Lin Fan didn't want to die, whether he wanted to hug Ye Ningshuang's little waist in the rest of his life, or wanted to continue to cook for her and serve her, or wanted to accompany her to see the scenery of Tianyan, anyway, he didn't want to think that the reason for not wanting to die was all about Ye Ningshuang, and Lin Fan really didn't want to die.

So, he tried hard to keep himself awake.

But at this point he thinks he's hallucinating because he's hearing voices.

The voice sounded in the sea of knowledge, it was very thick and majestic, and even made Lin Fan feel a magic that wanted to kneel and worship.

There was no information in this voice, just a simple syllable, but it seemed to be extremely complicated, making Lin Fan, who was trying to understand this tone, instantly feel as if he was reading "The Theory of Spiritual Roots" for the first time, because he couldn't understand it, so his chest was stuffy.

And after this syllable ended, it didn't sound again, Lin Fan naturally thought that this was an illusion, so he continued to fight with the water droplets in his body, and firmly controlled the vitality to dissolve the water droplets.

Ye Ningshuang also thought it was an illusion when she heard this voice, she just frowned, and then carried Lin Fan all the way forward according to her original thoughts.

The road ahead was winding, narrower and darker, but also hotter.

Soon, she came to a fork in the road, and without even thinking about it, she headed to the right.

Halfway through, she found that the temperature had decreased, and remembered the few entrances she saw when she came with Lin Fan, when the two chose to go straight, and walked for a while, she looked up, and sure enough, she found the gap in the brown wall that was blocked with supernatural powers, and she actually returned to the original point.

Is there a labyrinth in this stone corridor?

Ye Ningshuang only thought for a moment, and then continued to move forward.

Once again, he came to the fork in the road, and this time Ye Ningshuang chose the left.

The temperature is no longer lowering, it is getting hotter and hotter, beads of sweat have appeared on Ye Ningshuang's forehead, and the ice crystals have dissolved naturally at this temperature, but only some.

Ye Ningshuang walked forward in silence, hoping that the front would be hotter.

Her hopes became a reality, and the heat was getting hotter ahead of her, the steaming air seemed to be distorted, and everything began to blur.

Ye Ningshuang's cheeks flushed, her hair had already become wet, and she looked as if she had just been fished out of the water, she knew that if she continued to walk, she would collapse, but thinking that this temperature should be the help of an external force for Lin Fan, she used her vitality to urge the divine power to cool down and continue to move forward.

I don't know how long I walked, Ye Ningshuang realized that she finally had no strength, and she also found that in addition to the brown color above her head, the stone walls under her feet and on the left and right sides had begun to turn red.

She finally remembered a question, what is in this?

If it's just the keel, why is it so hot here?

However, when she thought about it, Ye Ningshuang didn't dig deeper, she just squinted her eyes and looked ahead, and found that there seemed to be a fiery red light at the end.

Ye Ningshuang knew that it would definitely be hotter there, and after a slight breath, she continued to walk forward with Lin Fan on her back, and the ice crystals formed on Lin Fan's body at this time had also begun to melt rapidly.

It lets her know that she made the right choice to look clumsy.

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Lin Fan felt the warmth, which made his soul tremble a lot less, and naturally his consciousness became clearer and clearer because of this.

As his consciousness became clearer and clearer, he could better control his vitality to dissolve the water droplets, but he didn't know that Ye Ningshuang was looking at the scene in front of him in a daze.

Ye Ningshuang came to the source of the fiery red light, and there was a flame floating in the air, and the temperature here was so weird because of this flame.

The flames had no roots, they just burned out of thin air, as if they had infinite power, and the air around them was distorted, which looked very strange.

But this was not the reason why Ye Ningshuang, who was still a hundred steps away from the flames at this time, was shocked, what really made her feel stunned was that this flame was the essence of fire contained in heaven and earth.

The essence is also a fragment of supernatural powers, but it contains two functions: enlightenment and condensation, and more importantly, the reason why the essence is different from the fragments of supernatural powers is that the supernatural power contained in it is extremely powerful, and it is regarded as a treasure by practitioners.

Within Zhou Tian, there were not many people who had actually seen the essence of supernatural powers, but as long as a cultivator stood here, he could feel the supernatural power contained in this raging flame in front of him.

Ye Ningshuang didn't understand why the Fire Essence appeared here, but there was no doubt that this flame would bring benefits to Lin Fan now.

So she tried to take Lin Fan closer, but after only taking one step, she felt that the temperature had exceeded the limit she could bear, and her face was hot and painful.

Ye Ningshuang retreated, but pushed Lin Fan, who had frozen into an ice sculpture, forward a little, and the melting speed of the ice crystals really began to accelerate.

Then she sat cross-legged and regained her energy, but as soon as she sat down, she heard the voice she had thought to be a hallucination again.

The voice was still solemn and thick with only one scale, Ye Ningshuang didn't understand what it meant, but this time she didn't think it was an illusion, so she looked around.

The wind blew from the road she had walked, and it seemed that because of the extremely high temperature here, the wind became tangible and became wisps.

Ye Ningshuang frowned, and his heart was alarmed.

And it was also at this time that those wisps suddenly condensed!

Ye Ningshuang didn't see the shape of the wind after condensation, only felt a shock in his mind, and lost all consciousness in an instant!

At the same time, Lin Fan also heard this voice, and he no longer thought it was an illusion, so he wanted to wake up and look at Ye Ningshuang.

This strong thought instantly formed a strong thought, and Lin Fan once again suppressed the chill emitted by the dragon marrow water droplets in his body, and suddenly woke up.

And the moment he woke up, he saw Ye Ningshuang half-kneeling on the ground, with the appearance of a dragon condensed by the wind, as if it were real and illusory entrenched on top of her wet head.

Lin Fan didn't care about the dragon-shaped phantom composed of wind silk, nor did he care about the flames that he felt behind him as soon as he woke up, he cared about Ye Ningshuang kneeling on the ground with beads of sweat like rain, and the expression on his pretty face was very painful.

He got up, leaped, came to Ye Ningshuang's eyes, reached out and pulled out the broken sword pinned to Ye Ningshuang's waist, and got up with a sweep with all his strength.

The broken sword brushed the tips of Ye Ningshuang's slightly upturned hair, and the sword wind blew away the dragon-shaped phantom.

When a few strands of hair flew up, a roar sounded in the sea of knowledge, this time Lin Fan understood the monotonous syllable, because the emotional expression of this syllable was extremely pure, and the emotion was anger!

The real and illusory dragon form was forced into a short distance from the flames by the sword wind, and then the second sound sounded, and the voice exploded in Lin Fan and Ye Ningshuang's minds, this time it was not just anger, but more like a howl after being injured.

Ye Ningshuang was finally no longer in pain at this time, she raised her head and looked at the wind silk that condensed into a dragon shape not far away, and subconsciously pursed her lips.

After Lin Fan swung out a sword, he only felt that the chill in his body could not be suppressed, as if he was about to be frozen again, and he stumbled and fell beside Ye Ningshuang.

But this is not the end of it, it is just a simple sketch of the wind silk dragon-shaped phantom striking again.

Lin Fan struggled to get up, but with a swing of his sword, he came to Ye Ningshuang again.

Ye Ningshuang spurted out a mouthful of blood in an instant, and strongly supported his body, the colorful sword came out of the sheath, and a sword pierced through the dragon form, but this time the dragon-shaped phantom did not roar, nor was it blown away by the sword wind, and directly passed through Ye Ningshuang's body.

Ye Ningshuang's body suddenly froze, and her eyes lost concentration.

In the next moment, the dragon-shaped phantom pierced out from behind Ye Ningshuang, hovering in the air, dodging Lin Fan's broken sword again, and passing through his body again.

Lin Fan saw the blood flowing wildly from the tip of Ye Ningshuang's nose, and his heart was already cold to the extreme, and he couldn't care if he would be frozen by the ice cave and dance wildly with a broken sword because of the dragon marrow in his body!

However, no matter how much he slashed, he could no longer slash into dragon form.

Ye Ningshuang's standing body was penetrated hundreds of times by the dragon shape in an instant, and her body became stunned, and she could no longer make a complete counterattack, the only thing she could do was a desperate look in her eyes.

Lin Fan didn't understand where this dragon-shaped phantom came from, but he knew that every time this ghost thing passed through Ye Ningshuang's red clothes, Ye Ningshuang would be a little weaker and a little more desperate.

The only thing that seemed to hurt it was the broken sword, but Lin Fan couldn't touch this dragon-shaped phantom with extremely simple lines like a child's painting.

Lin Fan also began to despair, he didn't know what to do.

The chill in his body seemed to be unable to be suppressed any longer, and his hand holding the broken sword was already covered with frost, and it would not be long before he seemed to be completely frozen.

His body had also begun to stiffen, and his movements began to slow down.

And just now, he couldn't touch the dragon-shaped phantom when he was at the fastest speed, and now he naturally couldn't touch it.

The dragon-shaped phantom with a length of only three inches was expressionless, and it was dull around Ye Ningshuang and constantly passed through her body.

Ye Ningshuang's body began to tilt, about to fall, her struggling consciousness became empty, she couldn't hear the sound of Lin Fan dancing the broken sword beside her, and she couldn't feel the temperature around her.

All she knew was that she was going to die, that her body was about to be taken over by the dragon-like phantom.

The last unwillingness turned into a trace of strength, which allowed her to survive the pain of being crossed nearly a hundred times in an instant, and because of this, she felt that the corners of her eyes were a little moist, and tears seemed to fall.

Lin Fan saw this tear, it was very red, like her clothes.

Then he seemed to have been doused with a basin of cold water, and at this critical moment, he rushed to the flame that was a hundred paces behind him.

Because he remembered that the first time the sword broke and forced the dragon-shaped phantom back, its voice was not only angry, but also wailing!