I searched all around, but there was no mechanism at all. Jun Cha set his eyes on the ice coffin in the center. Step on the ice stone steps, come to the ice coffin, and touch the lid of the ice coffin.

"Do you want to open it?" Jun Cha put one hand on the ice coffin and asked the tree spirit holding the other hand.

"Open, why don't you open it, that person is dead. This coffin is the only one left here, and the rest is all ice slag. "Ever since Juncha told the tree spirit that his Zhu Yu was taken from the monk in a cave house in front of him, the tree spirit thought that the person who trapped him back then was dead, so he began to let himself go, and he became bolder.

Placing the tree spirit on the coffin lid, Jun Cha pushed the coffin lid open with both hands. As seen from the outside, the ice coffin was empty. Reaching out and touching the bottom of the coffin, a piercing coldness rushed into Jun Cha's body, Jun Cha wanted to let go, but his hand was like frozen there, and he couldn't move. More and more cold air entered Juncha's body and raged in Juncha's body.

Jun Cha worked hard to guide the fire aura in his body to compete with it, and his body was red and blue, with two heavens of ice and fire. Slowly, the red light receded, and the blue light quickly occupied Jun Cha's body, and the whole body was frozen.

"Hey, you're alright, don't scare me. "The frequency of the Tree Spirit's soul flickering increased.

Soon Juncha became a lifelike ice sculpture. A black hole appeared at the bottom of the ice coffin, and Juncha, who had been transformed into an ice sculpture, was sucked into it at once. The tree spirit used all his strength to feed and fell into the black hole along with the potted tree.

When the tree spirit opened his eyes, he found himself and Jun Cha suspended in a space, and there was a phenomenon like the Northern Lights in the distance, and there were many ice sculptures like Jun Cha around, shining under the illumination of the "Northern Lights", like stars in the night sky, beautiful.

An ice sculpture slammed into Jun Cha, and the tree spirit hurriedly pushed Jun Cha trapped in the ice away.

"I've really been moldy for eight lifetimes, and I've met a person like you. The tree spirit injected a breath of vitality into Jun Cha's body, trying to wake up Jun Cha. "Wake up, I can't hold it anymore. ”

The sleeping soul in Jun Cha's body was slowly awakened by the vitality of the tree spirit, and Jun Cha, who woke up with his soul, looked at the outside world, slowly guided the fire aura, and thawed the frozen meridians. The ice that covered his body turned into water and floated in this strange space.

The thawed Jun Cha moved his body, and when he fought against the cold just now, he only felt that his soul was so tired and tired, and before he knew it, his soul fell into a deep sleep. The fire aura that was not guided by anyone was powerless, and Jun Cha became an ice sculpture.

"Hey, you've finally woken up, and if you don't wake up, I'm going to lose the last bit of my origin and be wiped out directly. The shining soul of the dryad dimmed a lot.

Jun Cha looked at the beautiful aurora in the distance, and his intuition told Jun Cha that if he wanted to go out, he had to go to the aurora, and told the tree spirit that he planned to go to the aurora to see.

Jun Cha hugged the flower pot and swam in this strange space, and from time to time a few ice sculptures flew towards Jun Cha. There are also some ice sculptures that collide with each other when they float, and they suddenly crash into a shiny powder, which is not beautiful under the aurora. The creatures trapped inside are naturally wiped out. Looking at this scene, Jun Cha was glad that he woke up, otherwise...... Juncha stepped on the ice sculpture and kicked towards the aurora with his strength.

It took a lot of effort, and Jun Cha came to the aurora. Overhead, a swarthy coffin was locked by several chains of unknown material. The coffin absorbs the powder produced by the destroyed ice sculptures in the distance, and it turns out that the essence of the aurora is the light of powder.

Jun Cha took advantage of the ice sculpture that had just floated under his feet, kicked hard, and came to the black coffin. I saw a beautiful woman with white hair and a childish face lying peacefully inside. A golden feather mark appeared at the center of the eyebrow. If you want to talk about the appearance of the woman in the coffin, only the appearance of the heroine Su Moyan can be compared.

"Ah, my origin" The dryad, who had been weak and pretending to be dead, became spiritual.

"Wow, my precious origin is used to protect a woman's remnant soul that is less than a wisp of it, and it destroys the heavens. "A dryad with a heartache on his face.

"Can't you take it back again?" Juncha touched the bare trunk of the tree spirit, intending to comfort him.

"No matter how you collect it, so many years have passed, and this woman's remnant soul has long been integrated with my origin, and it is inseparable. The dryads were still immersed in grief.