Chapter 472: The Center of the Storm
After a frenzied ice storm, the surroundings fell silent again, as if seeing Xiao Chuan secretly breathing a sigh of relief, the female cultivator surnamed Yi couldn't help but remind: "Wu Daoyou! There are nine dangers in this extremely cold storm, each heavier than the other! This ice storm has just begun, and the real test is still to come, so don't be careless!"
Xiao Chuan was hoping that these two female cultivators would exhaust their aura in the storm, wishing that these extremely cold storms would come more violently, although on the surface they nodded their heads again and again, but in their hearts they were extremely disapproving.
But when another storm came, and hailstones the size of goose eggs mixed with blade-like ice swept in, Xiao Chuan realized how naïve his idea was just now, and the strength of human beings was so humble and small in the face of the creation of heaven and earth, even in the eyes of ordinary people, cultivators who turned the clouds and rain and used to reach the sky could only barely resist at most, and it was really a bit wishful thinking that he wanted to use the power of heaven and earth for his cultivation in the Jindan period.
Although those seemingly sharp and abnormal ice blades can't shake Xiao Chuan a bit, but those goose egg-sized hailstones are really a lot of trouble, these hailstones are mixed in the ice and continuously hit Xiao Chuan's body, although there is the protection of the Xuanjia Technique and the Five Elements Ruyi Robe, but under the continuous earthquake, Xiao Chuan can't help but feel churning in his intestines, and the aura is sluggish, it seems that if it were not for the foreshadowing of the previous ice storm, it is likely that he has suffered a big loss.
At this time, the suppression and devouring effect of the ice attribute aura in Xiao Chuan's body on the extremely cold qi finally became less aura, on the other hand, although the two Yuanying Great Cultivators did not have any tricks, they relied on their absolute strength and only relied on the most ordinary aura shield to wander in this more violent storm.
Finally survived this second wave of hail storm, Xiao Chuan no longer dared to have other distracting thoughts, and hurriedly calmed his meridians and recovered his aura, preparing for the next impact.
The third wave of the Ice Pick Storm, the fourth wave of the Ice Sword Storm, the fifth wave of the Ice Gun Storm
By the time the last wave of the storm came, countless ice blades, hailstones, ice picks, ice swords, ice guns, ice knives, and ice hammers in the sky had already obscured the clouds and sun, and they kept cappping down from the sky.
But even so, Xiao Chuan is still full of flaws and dangers, but fortunately, Liang and Yi, the two Yuanying monks, after respectively sacrificing their real name magic weapons Jinguang dust-free umbrella and Ruyi Golden Circle, they are more comfortable in the extremely cold storm, and take turns to help Xiao Chuan and Linglong Snow Bird resist the storm from time to time, which makes Xiao Chuan save the day several times.
However, when the last ice hammer exploded on the Heavenly Treasure Moon Hook in Xiao Chuan's hand, the extremely cold storm that was still raging just now miraculously suddenly disappeared, and under the warm sunlight, the pitch-black endless sea shimmered with black light, and it seemed deeper and deeper against the surrounding ice and snow.
Faced with this good weather, which is extremely rare in an extremely cold place, the frightened Ogawa tried his best to calm the frenzied aura in his body, and looked around in confusion.
"Wu Daoyou! This is the eye of the extremely cold storm, that's why it is so calm! I believe that not far ahead is the place where the 10,000-year-old ice pith was born, we have to rush to meet the young lady, and a few Daoists will go over slowly!" As if seeing the doubts in Xiao Chuan's heart, the female cultivator surnamed Liang spewed out a golden light from her mouth and put away the golden light dust-free umbrella, and said hurriedly.
"Wu Daoyou, your cultivation in the early stage of Jindan can rely on most of your own strength to pass through the extreme cold storm, it is really impressive, no wonder our young lady values you so much! But the battle ahead is really not something that Jindan monks can participate in, Daoyou must stay here and wait for the young lady to come back!"
Faced with the two rays of light that quickly disappeared again, Xiao Chuan's heart was full of mixed feelings and contradictions for a while.
"No matter what the purpose is, these two great monks have just saved me from danger a few times, but I still want to covet their real name Yuanying, how can I be so kind and take revenge? What is wrong with me now? Alas! Should I leave quietly?"
But just when Xiao Chuan was remorseful and hesitated, the black pattern on the little pig's body seemed to move in one way or another, and then Xiao Chuan's eyes flashed with blood, and he suddenly gritted his teeth and muttered to himself: "If you want to become an immortal and gain the Dao, how can I take care of it so much!" They can condense the Yuan Infant, which hand is not stained with the blood of countless cultivators, this is the Heavenly Dao cycle, only the truly strong can enjoy the Dao!"
"Lingling, let's go! Let's go to the center of the eye of the storm!" Under Xiao Chuan's obscenity, the delicate snowbird, which was covered in bruises in the extremely cold storm, did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly spread its wings and flew forward.
In the eye of this extremely cold storm, there was no obstacle of the extremely cold qi, and Xiao Chuan's divine consciousness strength comparable to that of the Yuanying Great Monk finally came into use, and he didn't fly far before he found that there were more than ten or twenty powerful auras mixed together in front of him, thinking that they were all here to compete for the strong existence of this 10,000-year-old ice marrow.
Although these breaths have not yet been activated, they are in the midst of a continuous fierce collision, and it is obvious that a big battle is about to break out, but this also allows Xiao Chuan to release all his divine consciousness unscrupulously without fear of being discovered by others.
At the same time, on a towering iceberg in the center of the Extreme Cold Storm, a small bright blue insect kept wriggling under the ice layer on the top of the mountain, which was the same as the one that Xiao Chuan had collected before, which was the true heavenly treasure of the Ten Thousand Years Ice Essence that had been bred for a hundred years.
And around this iceberg, more than 20 human cultivators and shape-shifting demon beasts formed a circle, and they had already released all their coercion, sacrificing the magic weapon high, staring at this 10,000-year-old ice pith with fierce eyes, but they didn't dare to act rashly, among them, Long Xueyue, the great monk of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, was impressively listed.
At this time, two more Yuanying Grand Cultivators floated in, and immediately became thorns in everyone's eyes, locking on with their divine senses, and their full hostility was revealed, as if they might attack at any time.
In this regard, the two great monks were completely indifferent, and came to Long Xueyue's side as if no one was around, it was Liang and Yi, the two Yuanying Great Monks.