Spring goes to winter, and a year has passed in a blink of an eye.

Above the Red Snow Star, a black vortex suddenly appeared, and a black-haired young man slowly walked out of the jumping vortex, his face was flat, and a wisp of pure ice blue flame slowly burned on his right hand.

Whew!

There were three crisp sounds in a row, and the figures of the three elders appeared in front of the young man.

"Carthage, did you do it with the Imperial Sect!?" the second elder asked in a deep voice with an unkind face.

Carthage's face was calm, with a hint of surprise.

"Second Elder, what are you talking about, what does the Imperial Sect have to do with me, but I am concentrating on refining my Cold Dragon Flame, and I have not left my territory for a single step. ”

"What the hell have you been doing this year, we all know it, so why pretend not to understand here?" The Great Elder, who had always supported Carthage, also stared at him with a gloomy face at this time.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Carthage smiled, and suddenly turned his face sideways to look in the other direction, where an inexplicable chill rose to the sky.

Whew

A clear wolf howl came from afar.

The three elders also heard it, and their faces showed solemn and shocked expressions.

Looking in the direction of the black wolf leader from afar, the four of them could actually see the white clouds like beads of hand chains constantly rotating in the sky over there.

"It's too fast if you don't fall down!" the third elder's voice was dry, with a hint of jealousy and disbelief. "How long has he been in business?!"

"It's really worthy of being my junior brother. The smile on Carthage's face became more and more obvious. "Three elders, I'll be out of company. The fourth place of the Chixue faction was born without falling down. Compared to the genre, there must be a celebration, right?"

None of the three elders answered, and they had a faint fear and fear of Carthage, this so-called disciple was too unfathomable. Several attempts in the secret failed to find out the bottom of him, and they were more afraid of this than Garon, who had entered the unranked rank.

"Don't let me go, what are the three elders surrounding me for today?" Carthage said helplessly. "You know, I still have a lot of things to do."

The Third Elder said sharply in his voice.

"Garon's was put aside beforehand, after someone saw you enter the Imperial Pie. How do you explain this!? The Imperial Sect is an allied sect of my Chixue Sect, are you really involved in the extermination of the faction?"

Carthage smiled.

"I'm afraid the elder didn't see this with his own eyes, but it came out of nowhere, right? I don't know who sued you for such a thing?"

"It's the Elder of the Kongming Sect!" the Third Elder said coldly. "You thought that no one knew about you, but you didn't expect Elder Kongming to pass by and find out, right?"

"Elders of the Empty Ming Sect?" Carthage suddenly laughed, "Three teachers, just now. There is no more empty inscription faction, and there is no evidence left. He said softly with deep meaning.

"You !!," the three elders shook their expressions. "You want to bluff me? Very good, very good!! Boss and second, I don't believe that I can't control him today, let's do it together!"

The Great Elder and the Second Elder both stared at Carthage with solemn expressions at this time, and finally, the contradictions within Chixue were about to be completely torn apart.

Above Garon's head was a cloud that looked like a chain of white beads.

He sat in the middle of the courtyard of the mansion, and the cold wind naturally howled, and a stream of cold currents surrounded him. Turned into a tangible white chill, which was like a white ribbon ribbon. Constantly circling around Garon at high speed.

At the head of each ribbon ribbon, a peacock-like crystal form can be faintly seen. It was as if many invisible ice peacocks were constantly flying around him.

Giant black werewolves surrounded Garon in the vicinity, faithfully protecting his safety.

"The Lord is supreme and holy, thank the Lord for giving me life, wisdom, strength, all the heavens and the earth are not subject to my Lord" Turing, the two-headed werewolf, knelt on the ground, chanting something in his mouth.

This chanting has been going on for a year, and since Galleon settled down a year ago, this place has become a forbidden area for non-ice creatures, and any qiē creature that passes by here will be surrounded by an extremely terrifying cold snap. No one is exempt.

Even Eva and Jing Mao came to see it a few times, and when they found that they couldn't get close, they had to turn around and leave.

After Turing chanted for a while, he stood up, carefully observed the new changes around Garon, and found that there was no new discovery except for a circle of beaded clouds, he silently prayed in his heart, and then turned around and walked in the direction of the canteen in the territory.

At this moment, Garon, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, slowly opened his eyes that had been closed for a year.

He looked down at his chest, and a red bead chain slowly turned, it was the undescended wheel formed by the crystallization of the origin of Chixue Gong.

"It took a year and fifteen days, and it finally worked. The Cold Hell Peacock Skill is terrifying!" He sighed in his heart, the speed at which he devoured energy was terrifying.

A qiē substance can be devoured and used by the cold prison peacock, and the difference is only a matter of how much.

He looked inwardly at his current body, skeletal muscles and internal organs, all of which were glowing with a layer of strange light like jade, this layer of light slowly flowed on the surface of the internal organs, and embalming had its own life.

"This is the light that never falls, compared to the original inheritance-level force field, the strength has been greatly improved, and the general top inheritance-level, even if he is standing and letting him fight, there is no way to break this halo at all. ”

Garon clenched his fists in satisfaction, feeling the incomparable strength in his body fill up.

He looked at his current stat bar.

'Nonosiwa Lin - Strength 40, Agility 40, Constitution 40, Intelligence 35, Potential 48030%. Soul Limit 40.'

Except for the fact that the intelligence was not fully reached, the other three were all at the limit, that is, the terrifying Cheng dù of 40 points.

Standing up, Garon stretched out his left hand and flicked his fingers.

Phew!!

A substantial wave of air rushed out like an arrow. Poof, it pierced through the ice of the wall not far away, and I didn't know where to fly, leaving only a clear round hole in the wall.

"That's the limit," Garon took a deep breath. All the air in the entire courtyard seemed to be swept away by a huge beast for a moment, and a strong traction instantly pulled the surrounding werewolves, trying to fly towards Garon.

Some of the surrounding gravel and ice also flew up and shot towards Garon.

It was just the terrifying effect of his deep breath.

call

Out.

A terrifying stream of air erupted from Garon's mouth, whipping up a ferocious hurricane. The werewolves who had been pulled and moved around rolled towards the periphery for a while, and they were extremely wolf.

"This is not to fall down, it's really terrifying, Cheng Dù just doesn't know if other people who don't fall down have a body as strong as me. ”

Garon estimates that no, the limit of human bodies in this world is much lower than him. It should be at an average of 20 points when the limit is reached, and after that, the mechanics rely not on improving the body, but on fusing foreign objects. Improve your own strength, and at the same time highly strengthen your own skills, and use your skills to form an unfalling light and protect yourself.

So. They also don't have high requirements for physical qualities. At the same time, the long lifespan can completely allow them to slowly make up for the fusion of foreign objects and improve themselves.

"Fortunately, the body is not a part of me that I rely on. Garon knew that he was not very powerful among the Naga Star mechanics, at most he was average, and among those who fused with foreign objects, there were even much stronger ones.

He could feel that his state at this time was somewhat similar to the totem world, and all of his qiē was covered with that layer of unfalling light, including the wisp of strong wind that had just popped up at random. It's all like this, covered with an extremely strong layer of unfalling light. Even the slightest ordinary attack has become extremely terrifying.

After checking all his circumstances, Garon found that any of his moves would be covered with this kind of unfalling light, which was very similar to the original totem world.

At the same time, what satisfied him the most were werewolves such as Turing.

This layer of unfalling light not only covered himself, but also covered Turing and other werewolves.

"Is this the reason why the level does not fall?" Garon felt that this layer of light that could only be seen by himself, and Turing and other werewolves didn't seem to notice it at all.

Swish!

Suddenly, a slender figure appeared behind Garon. The person who came pressed his sword in one hand and looked at Garon with a calm expression, completely ignoring the werewolves around him.

"Garon, just as you broke through, there is a ceremony that I need you to attend on my behalf. "This man is Carthage, who was still confronting the three elders just now.

"Watching the ceremony?" Garon turned his head, but his heart was slightly shocked, even if he entered the level, Carthage still had such a breezy expression, and at the same time, he didn't even notice when he appeared. This made him even more jealous in his heart.

"Yes. Invitations from the magnetic field may be held in advance of the genre competition. Carthage said lightly. He glanced at Garon's chest, where the Wheel of Immortality was kept, "You're still too slow. A black bead suddenly appeared in his hand and flicked it lightly.

The bead suddenly fell into Garon's hand.

"Pearl of the Sea of Blood, eat it. Carthage said calmly.

Garon didn't hesitate at all, and swallowed the beads in one gulp.

He had already guessed that in addition to the huge blood energy, the previous red bead also had an extremely domineering effect of stimulating potential, and he could enter the level so quickly, maybe in the eyes of Carthage, he was the expression of overdraft potential in advance.

"Not falling down is the seventh stage, and if you go up, you must comprehend the realm of the plate. This is the Immaculate Plate, you take it and comprehend it, and I will come back in three days to get it. It's up to you how much you can comprehend. Carthage shook his hand and shook out a white jade-colored plate, which fell lightly in front of Garon, and was caught by him.

"What is the Immaculate Disk?" Garon asked, frowning, he hadn't heard of it at all.

Carthage waved his hand and released an isolation force field, covering the two of them.

"The seventh level will form a light that does not fall, and the eighth level must comprehend the disk, so as to integrate one's consciousness and power into one, and comprehend the quality. Thus being able to initially control the gravitational force of a thousand times. The Flawless Plate is the core condensation of the eighth level master. In order to enter the ninth level, you must first achieve the Immaculate Disk, then the Sublimation Disk, and finally enter the Final Disk. ”

In other words, the Disk of Immaculate is the sign of the eighth level, the Disk of Immaculateness, the Disk of Ascension, the Plate of Finality. In the end, it represents the tenth level of Perpetual Mover, right?" Garon asked in a deep voice.

"You don't need to know so much, your limit is at most level nine, and level ten will never be possible. Even if it's the ninth level, you're now" Carthage didn't continue, turned around and slowly left.

Garon watched him go.

"When does the ceremony start, and what do I need to do?"

"A month later, a qiē is with you, by the way, the flawless plate in that hand is the guardian of the Blue Frost Sect. Carthage's voice came from afar.

Garon's heart shuddered. Really!

Carthage's strength is actually able to kill the guardian of the eighth level (to be continued......