"Little, little prince, I really can't hold on....... ”

On the straight and steep iceberg wall, the yellow paparazzi's hands inserted into the mountain wall gradually became weak, and at this time they only relied on perseverance to persevere.

From the pale appearance on his face and the sloppy look in his eyes, he knew that he had reached his limit.

In fact, they did not rest for ten days, nor did they wait for their internal injuries to heal before they began to climb.

They only rested for two days, and they couldn't bear the excitement in their hearts, wanting to conquer the peak and worship the famous teacher.

Qianzhang peak, with only the cold wind and snow and hard hail, even in its heyday, it is absolutely difficult to climb, not to mention that the two of them are still injured?

Therefore, in the first eight days, the two of them climbed 900 zhang in one go, and the remaining 100 zhang were no longer able to climb.

I had been resting in the same place for two days, and when night fell, the wind and snow were heavier, and the wind was more intense, making it even more difficult to hold on at night.

The yellow paparazzi already has a hunch that maybe he himself will never see the light of tomorrow again.

"Persistence, can't you persevere? Hehe, if the top master is so easy to become and the immortal is so easy to see, then wouldn't the world be full of top masters and immortals?

As soon as the little prince finished speaking, a gust of wind blew, his body shook instantly, and he couldn't help snorting, and hurriedly clasped the ice with both hands.

"I, I see you can't hold on anymore, haha....... ”

The yellow paparazzi's lips were blue, and he was a little gloating, but he didn't dare to open his mouth to laugh, and the laughter came from his throat, rushing out of his steaming nostrils, and when he took another breath of cold air, he was choked with tears.

Tears were in the corners of the eyes, turning into crushed ice and sticking to the corners of the eyes.

He squeezed his eyes hard, and finally lowered his head forcefully and helped with the inside of his arm to wipe away the broken ice that had turned into tears.

The little prince wanted to open his mouth to defend himself, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he seemed to remember something, and immediately swallowed the words that rushed to his mouth.

Ignore the yellow paparazzi on the side, close your eyes, run your internal force, and walk your whole body over and over again.

The yellow paparazzi was in despair, and when he saw that he didn't talk, he was even more desperate.

But he also closed his eyes, and the air flow in his body that was about to be exhausted was slowly running according to the running direction and route taught by Yi Heng.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and even above the peak, there was not a trace of moonlight.

Snow is falling, hail is getting bigger, and the cold wind is biting.

The two of them were powerless to pull the snow off their bodies, so they let it pile up on their bodies, and after a cup of tea, the two snow-white protrusions, like two protruding stones born on a steep snow wall, no longer human.

And here, except for the sound of falling snow, wind, and hail hitting the mountain wall, there is also silence.

The silence is terrible and lonely.

......

Yi Heng's death-like face was slightly hideous, and his eyes were slightly protruding, far more terrifying than this silent night.

Ten fingers clutched the ice on the edge of the window, making a "click" sound.

The feeling of powerlessness has been haunting my heart and is difficult to dissipate, not only difficult to dissipate, but becoming more and more intense.

Even if he cultivates to the late Yuan Infant stage, even if he is already an invincible existence on the earth, he is still helpless and helpless in the face of the fact that the mana of the Su Demon is gradually dissipating and is on the verge of death.

As the days passed, this feeling of powerlessness and pain penetrated deeper and deeper into the bone marrow, and the pain was like a heart.

At this time, the Su Demon had already begun to fall into a coma, and if it wasn't for his mana input, I am afraid he would never wake up again.

In a coma, she was hot all over, obviously invaded by the wind cold, and when she was on the verge of falling into the mortal, only mortals would be difficult to resist the wind cold on the top of this mountain.

But even in a coma, in a blur, he was always calling out his name, which was what made it difficult for him to get out.

The divine sense swept over, and on the straight and steep ice and snow wall, two figures like snowmen, mixed with the snow wall, were still slowly squirming.

At this time, it has not fallen, and it can be regarded as strong-willed.

It's been five days, a distance of 100 zhang, and it has been climbing for five days, but now it's only 10 zhang away.

If they can persevere, they may really be able to climb up.

But what's the use of climbing up? The anger in his heart already made his fingers itch.

At such times, no matter what creature appeared in front of him, he would not mercilessly kill it.

If the Su Demon dies, he will kill all the immortal cultivators on the earth to bury her.

He thought to himself.

Of course, Qiu Xiyin can't be killed, and the monks of the Zhou family can't be killed, and the rest, no matter how far they run and how well they hide, must also be killed.

......

At the top of the mountain, the snow never stops.

On the top of the mountain, where the wind is even more violent, only immortals can live, how can mortals stand it?

Two days later, a bruised hand reached up to the top of the mountain, and as if it couldn't wait to touch the top of the mountain, it clasped the edge.

The "gurgling" sound of the phalanges rubbing against the ice was drowned out by the sound of the wind and snow, and when this hand exerted its force, the other hand also stretched out from the bottom of the cliff with difficulty, and also clasped the edge.

Just like that, his hands hung on the edge of the cliff, gasping for breath.

Between the teas, there were already several signs of wanting to give up, ten fingers giving up one by one, and finally one by one stretched out, continuing to clasp the edge of the cliff.

Then I heard a low roar, and my hands slowly exerted force, and a snow-white head poked out, and I didn't see the top of the mountain clearly at all, so I hung my chin on the edge of the cliff.

"Whoa, whoa....... From the slightly open mouth, the white mist gradually melted the broken ice and snow in front of the chin.

The melted water droplets hit his chin and solidified into ice in an instant.

But the owner of the chin did not make any movement, and seemed to have exhausted his strength, holding this posture and slowly accumulating strength, waiting for the next outbreak.

After a few breaths, three feet away next to him, a hand full of flesh and blood was also stretched, revealing the white fingerbones.

After the tea, the yellow paparazzi's face was thinned and half of it was exposed on the cliff.

But suddenly, his hands were weak, "gurgling", and a sound of white bones rubbing against the ice sounded, and half of his face disappeared from the cliff in an instant.

The left hand slid down, leaving only one right hand hanging from the cliff, a gust of wind blowing, and the hanging body swayed with the wind, and at any time it would fall like snow.

"Hold on, hold on, right away, ...... right away. The little prince's faint voice sounded, but before it reached the ears of the yellow paparazzi, it was blown away by the wind.

"Roar!" he roared like a trapped beast, his hands straining violently, using all the strength he had just accumulated.

With a stabbing sound, he turned over from under the cliff and lay on the edge of the cliff, gasping for breath.

The cold made him forget the pain, and the flesh on his chin was connected to the ice, and it was instantly cracked, and the blood was frozen as soon as it was about to gush out.

Don't dare to hesitate, don't dare to care about the pain and weakness, crawled forward three feet, stretched out trembling hands, and grabbed the yellow paparazzi with only four fingers left hanging on the edge of the cliff.

But he didn't even have the strength to clench his fingers, so where could he hold on to it?

Yi Heng stood at the window of the quiet room upstairs of the palace and looked coldly at the two people below.

No, it must be two lumps of ice, and except for the faint breath in the nostrils, everything else looks like ice.

The hair has been solidified by snow and ice, becoming popsicles of varying thicknesses.

His face almost turned into the color of an ice cube, and at this time, he could tell with his naked eyes who was the yellow paparazzi and who was the little prince.

The yellow paparazzi struggled on the edge of the cliff for half an hour, and was finally pulled to the top of the mountain by the little prince.

He knew that the internal forces of the two had broken through at least twice in the process of climbing this snow wall.

At the last moment, if it weren't for the breakthrough of internal force, it would be absolutely difficult for the yellow paparazzi to climb to the top of the mountain, even if it was pulled by the little prince.

But what about breakthroughs?

Just a slight movement of the mind can make them like this solid ice, and they will be smashed to pieces.

The Su Demon hadn't woken up for two days, and he hadn't entered mana for two days.

The five-foot-sized body of the Yuan Infant in the dantian is now only about two feet.

If he continues, I'm afraid I'll even have to get into it, he sighed in a low voice, extremely embarrassed.

Immortal cultivators are already unkind, why is it so rare for them to cross this hurdle?

The two people lying motionless on the solid ice below seemed to be awakened by his sigh, and at this time slowly squirmed their bodies and slowly raised their heads.

I opened my eyes vigorously and looked at the palace in the center of the mountaintop, and instantly there was a "click" sound, and the vibration of my face made the ice on my face tear and shatter, and the ice chips fell one after another.

"The Gate of the Demon Palace?"

With a light voice, the four big characters carved on the ice in front of the palace were read, and then, his body shook again, his eyes moved up, and he saw Yi Heng standing by the window.

The two immediately cheered up, made a "click" sound, got up hard, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Jin Mugen, meet the master!"

"Xiri Golige Gualga, meet the master!"

The two of them didn't wait for his eyes to sweep, and they didn't dare to wait for him to speak, so they took the lead and roared with all their might.

Yi Heng moved his eyes in the distant wind and snow to the two of them.

His face was like this 10,000-year-old ice, and the two people in his eyes were like dead people.

In the Purple Mansion, the young man sitting cross-legged on the ground had roughly recovered, and his right hand was gently raised, pinching his fingers.

The power of the two souls instantly rushed out of the Purple Mansion, crossed the wind and snow, turned into fists, and struck at the heads of the two people.

"Demons, there must be a lot of people to accompany the funeral, let's start with these two people!" he sighed again in his heart, closed his lips tightly, and didn't say a word.

"Woo....... ”

The look of anticipation in the eyes of the two kneeling people slowly became lost, and slowly became disappointed again.

The howling wind and snow seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and the pain of the hail hitting the head, face, and body was not as painful as the heart.

The little prince's eyes closed suddenly, and his body leaned back slightly.

There is a cliff behind you, just relax your body and fall backwards, and all hope will fall down with the wind and snow, and fall into the cliff.

But suddenly, his heart suddenly became nervous.

It seemed as if something more terrible was about to happen than falling off a cliff.

He woke up instantly, opened his eyes, used all his strength, and roared, "I know where there is an elixir to treat dantian!"