In the vast forest sea, a breeze blew, and the wind blew on a figure sitting cross-legged...

That figure instantly turned into an ice sculpture!

Such a strange picture attracted a burst of unbridled ridicule!

"Hahaha! Xiahou He, do you think that if you give that exercise to an ordinary person casually, he will be able to suspend your practice and successfully save your life? And the secret inside, my demon clan is also bound to get, not to mention that he did not succeed in cultivation today, even if he really succeeds, I will kill him, take the exercise out of his mind, and dedicate it to our king!"

The eerie words of the Flying Rat Demon echoed through the trees.

"I hurt you, little brother!"

Xia Houhe squatted down in pain, stretched out his hand, and gently touched the humanoid ice sculpture.

As for what Xiahou He said, the curtain battle was very clear, how could he bear that he didn't have time to respond to him now, because he was fighting against himself.

This technique is really strange to say, according to the method it mentioned above, the curtain battle let the true qi in the body run through two specific meridians, but he found that these two meridians suddenly became piercing pain, and every time the true qi took a step forward, the pain increased exponentially.

So, gradually, his body was wet with sweat, and his clothes were all soaked!

Then, when he finally endured the pain and ran for a week, he suddenly found that the true qi running out of those two meridians suddenly became extremely cold, and the curtain war tried to call the other true qi in the body to neutralize, how could he endure the domineering tightness of the cold true qi, and directly assimilated all the true qi that wanted to be neutralized, just for a moment, the sea of qi of the curtain war was filled with these cold gases.

Then he exploded uncontrollably out of his body, and the cold true qi seeped out through the pores of his skin, and the curtain battle became the first ice sculpture to appear in the summer in the Cangyun Empire.

But the matter did not end there, those true qi were still scurrying around in the body of the curtain war, and they were not under his control at all.

"This is really a technique to improve cultivation, why is it like this!"

The curtain war muttered a little bored in his heart.

"Field battle, pure power, nine weeks of heavenly power!" A simple and old voice swirled in the mind of the curtain war...

"Old thing, don't take chances, since that kid has been made into an ice sculpture, I have saved a lot of trouble, let's die!"

After speaking, a cold killing intent flashed in the eyes of the Flying Rat Demon, and two pillars of light as thick as an adult's arm burst out from his hand, and its target was Xiahou He on the ground.

"Bang bang!"

The pillar of energy light emitted two huge crashing sounds, but it didn't hit the old man's body, but the magic weapon on top of his head seemed to have been hit hard, and the light blue light was gradually disappearing...

"I'll see if you can block a few shots!"

Two golden rays of light gradually converged in both hands, and then flung fiercely towards Xiahou He's body.

"Alas!"

Xiahou He sighed lightly, and after injecting all the last few true qi in his body into the magic weapon, he slowly closed his eyes, and at the last moment, he glanced at the corpse that had turned into charcoal.

"Click!"

There was a slight cracking sound, and then he was gently lifted up by a pair of small hands.

"Little brother, are you alright? Beware of the rat demon!"

After speaking, Xiahou He looked into the air, but where was the figure of the flying rat demon in the middle of the air?

"Don't worry, old man, that rat demon has already turned into ice slag!"

Xiahou He looked at the shiny fragments on the ground not far away, and looked at the curtain battle with some hesitation.

Makuzhan didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

It turned out that according to the exercises, after running those cold qi in the internal qi for nine weeks, they turned into a cold bead, quietly suspended above the sea of qi, and the curtain war also borrowed the power of this bead to burst out a powerful cold power, and forcibly froze the flying rat demon in mid-air into an ice sculpture, and the ice sculpture fell to the ground, and without making a sound, it was smashed into countless pieces.

When the breeze blows, the fragments dissipate into nothingness!

"Old man, since the pursuers are gone, I'll send you home!"

The curtain summons the flying beast out, and then drags the corpse onto the flying beast's back.

Xiahou He came back from his shock after a long time, didn't that set of exercises say that he would choose his own master? Didn't he say that ordinary human races couldn't practice casually and succeed? Didn't he say that after practicing that exercise, he would lose his strength? Why didn't he seem to say anything right about this young man?

For a moment, Xiahou He thought that he was old and confused, and he had made a mistake in the exercises.

But he touched his square inch and found that the contents were gone, right?

"Let's go, old man!"

Makuzhan sat on the back of the flying beast and said softly.

Xiahou He shook his head, threw all the questions in his mind out of his head, and then crawled to the side of the curtain battle and sat down.

"Little brother, I'm sorry for you, go to Charlotte City in the south!"

Xiahou He stroked the corpse beside him, and then said in a deep voice.

The curtain battle didn't say much, knowing that Xiahou He, who had gone through life and death and parting, was in an extremely bad mood at this time, so he turned his head and drove the flying beast to fly south.

"Son, if I knew that this exercise was so convenient to practice, my father would have given you an early practice to practice, and you wouldn't end up like this!"

Xiahou He sighed softly in his heart!

But how did he know that everything he knew about this exercise was not wrong, but he had chosen the right person at the most dangerous moment.

The two of them didn't say a word all the way, and the curtain battle drove the flying beast to fly quickly to the south.

It's just that on the land, he will occasionally secretly wipe away the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and Xiahou He, who has been immersed in grief, didn't notice it.

In this way, after about three hours of flying south, Charlotte appeared far above the horizon, and by this time, it was already twilight.

"Little brother, you can just put the two of us outside the city, thank you for escorting us all the way!"

Xiahou He lightly hugged his fist at the curtain battle, he lost his son in old age, but this afternoon, he was already full of silver hair.

"The old man is polite, I will have the opportunity to come to the Imperial Capital Shogunate in the future, my name is Shogunate!"

Help him remove the corpse, and then flip over the flying beast.

"Okay, there is a period of regret!"

The curtain battle did not drag, driving the flying beast to fly high into the air in an instant, disappearing into the distance.

And he finally passed out completely in a coma at the moment of escape.

Before he fell into a coma, he did not forget to explain:

Don't go back to the imperial capital!