Luo Feier wanted to solve these two guys, but when she heard the words "trapped in the giant ice", she immediately panicked, didn't care about anything, turned around and left.

West, west, she only knows the direction, but in the vast desert, it is not easy to find that place! Every time she meets someone, she inquires.

Luo Fei'er was lucky, she really met a monk who had seen the giant ice, and when the monk saw He Ping's portrait, he immediately said: "This is this person, I saw it in the early morning!

The monk pointed in one direction.

The person who was frozen was really Brother He, who was so vicious? Luo Fei'er was anxious, under the attack of this kind of spell, Brother He was extremely dangerous, he had to continue to exercise his skills to resist the erosion of the power of ice, and the moment when the spiritual power in his body was exhausted, it was also the time when he died.

Lofeel walked all the way, and at dusk, she finally saw the giant ice.

Although the giant ice has melted a lot, it still continues to exude an icy aura.

He Ping was frozen in the huge ice, and he was able to see it in the slightest, with a bright smile on his face! This was definitely a sneak attack, and the one who attacked him must be an acquaintance! Otherwise, he wouldn't have this kind of expression, completely defenseless!

Luo Fei'er took out the flying sword and slashed hard. The ice cube was extremely hard, and she had a superb flying sword, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to split this huge ice cube.

The giant ice was the size of a house, and Lofiel chopped it little by little, and the ice chips flew everywhere. Her hair and clothes were stained with crushed ice, and her tiger's mouth had cracked, and traces of blood flowed onto the flying sword.

The stars faded away, the sun slowly rose, Luo Fei'er was still chopping carefully, the ice was already very small, almost reaching the surface of He Ping's body. Luo Feier was more careful, and the tip of the sword broke through the ice little by little, like carving a beautiful work of art.

Finally peeled off the ice chips from He Ping's body, and He Ping's body was cold and as hard as a stone.

She laid He Ping's body flat on the sand, leaving the giant ice, the scorching breath of the desert hit, He Ping's body was slowly softening, but she couldn't see any breath of life. Is Brother He dead? Fei'er's tears kept dripping like pearls with broken threads.

"Brother He, you said you wanted me to marry you! You don't want to die! Hmm-"

Fei'er threw herself on He Ping and cried indulgently.

Brother He is talented, he won't die so easily, he must still be alive! Fei'er stroked He Ping's face, her eyes were hazy with tears: "Brother He, Fei'er is here, look at me!"

He Ping's eyes were open, and Brother He had told her many novel things, and they could talk to each other and see each other's faces from thousands of miles apart, and they could make a completely identical self! That's right! Brother He said that to judge whether a person is dead, it is not to look at the breath, nor to look at the pulse, but to look at the pupils! Brother He's pupils are not dilated, and they are not dead! Luo Fei'er seems to have grasped a life-saving straw.

Luo Fei'er took out a formation plate from the storage bag and threw down the array flags according to the direction, and a simple defensive formation was arranged by her. I believe that ordinary Qi cultivators can't break through this magic circle for a while. Luo Feier set up the tent and carried He Ping into the tent.

Luo Fei'er bit her lip and took off the clothes on her body one by one, and after a while, a body as soft as white jade was revealed. Fei'er blushed shyly, unbuttoned He Ping's clothes, and then leaned over and opened He Ping's tightly closed lips with her fragrant tongue......

He Ping didn't understand why she suddenly appeared in the tent, Luo Fei'er was lying next to her, her whole body was red, and looking at her expression, she obviously took someone else's sake, it turned out that it was not a dream at all!

"I'm going to get dressed, don't peek!" Luo Fei'er pulled He Ping's face to the side.

He Ping couldn't help but take a peek, wow, what a long white leg! He Ping stretched out his palm and gently brushed it on his calf, so tender!

"Giggles, don't make a fuss!"

Lofeel smiled and dodged.

He Ping frowned, the mana in his body was obviously abnormal, surging, and seemed to be about to rebel, so he hurriedly put on his clothes and wanted to find a place to break through, but found that the mana in his body could no longer be suppressed.

"Put the tent away!" He Ping shouted anxiously, he had to meditate and cultivate immediately.

Lofeel seemed to be prepared, and with a slight lift of her hand, the tent they were staying in disappeared, revealing the blue sky outside.

There were clouds in the desert, and the hot wind brought a hint of coolness.

A monk stopped and looked in the direction of the dark clouds in the distance, didn't it say that it didn't rain here all year round? Why was it cloudy? It was obviously going to rain, and there was finally a cool breeze in the air. An exhausted monk slumped to the top of a sand dune, gasping for air.

Several Qingxu sect monks stopped to look at the dark clouds in the distance, and the leading monk frowned.

"Senior Brother Gu, what's wrong?" said a young monk next to him.

"That should be Cloud Tribulation!" Senior Brother Gu muttered.

A female disciple raised her eyebrows: "There are seniors who are crossing the tribulation, should we go and have a look?"

Senior Brother Gu said: "Senior Sister Li thinks too much, where will there be seniors here, and some only have high-level demon beasts!"

Yes, only below the foundation building period can you enter the secret realm, and only the predecessors of the Yudan can cross the tribulation, how can it be possible to be separated by a big realm?

He Ping's brows furrowed even tighter, isn't it just to advance to the fifth level of Qi training, and make a cloud robbery, so that people will not live?

The mana in He Ping's body was running faster and faster, and the red sand around him was swept up by whirlwinds, forming gorgeous red whirlpools.

Fei'er had already withdrawn from the magic circle, and she couldn't afford the power of heaven and earth, and she couldn't help.

Streams of mana quickly swam in He Ping's body, and the meridians were swollen uncomfortably, and with a whin, the mana in the dantian swirled violently, and He Ping felt that a passage had opened up in his body. The mana scurrying around in his body surged over.

The impact of mana in his body shocked He Ping, and there was a trace of bloodshot at the corner of his mouth. Fortunately, his body began to repair quickly, and it was okay for a moment.

The clouds in the sky had gathered so thick that they were almost black. Between the surging clouds, a bright white lightning went straight to the heavens and the earth, and the earth trembled with a click——, thunder.

The formation set up by Luo Fei'er shattered like a piece of paper, and the array disc was torn apart, flying in mid-air with the wind whirlwind.

The lightning shattered the magic circle, became dim, and whipped He Ping's body, and He Ping trembled all over.

He Ping looked at the sky, and the dark clouds showed no sign of dispersing. This time, the copper piece didn't come out to protect the master, what kind of rhythm is this?

He Ping took out the copper sheet from the storage bag and raised it above his head, not that he didn't want to use it like a magic weapon, the key was that he didn't know how to use it.

The dark clouds seemed to have gathered enough energy, and another lightning bolt struck, the copper sheet turned red, and every hair of He Ping's hair stood upside down, his arm lost feeling, and wisps of green smoke came out of his hair.

No, this lightning bolt has long disappeared, and the white wires on the copper sheet are still beating, and they enter He Ping's body without falling. The second course is much more powerful than the first!

The third course must be stronger, I'm afraid I won't be able to carry it! He Ping suddenly remembered the armor given to him by Uncle Yu Chenglong, there was no other way but to use a dead horse as a live horse doctor. He Ping took out the armor and quickly activated it.

Almost at the same time, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, carrying infinite power.

The third lightning bolt was obviously thicker than the first two, and with a snap, it accurately hit the copper piece in He Ping's hand, and hit He Ping into the sand at once. The cobweb-like wires of ——, are centered on copper sheets and spread around the sand. Electric sparks pulsed in the sand.

At the moment when the electric wires hit He Ping's body, He Ping's armor shattered piece by piece.

The huge pain made He Ping almost faint, and he wanted to shout but couldn't shout. I could only grit my teeth and endure wave after wave of pain. It was a pain that went deep into the bone marrow and seemed to hit him directly on the soul.

He Ping's nose and mouth were bleeding, his skin was blackened by electricity, and traces of blood oozed from his pores.

Will his body collapse? He is still conscious, and he will not give up! He Ping is running the body refining exercises with all his might. The power of thunder and lightning was destroying his body, and it was also absorbed by him little by little.

If there was a microscope, he would have been able to see that every cell of his was bathed in thunder. Lace tempered every inch of his skin, every bone, every cell. In addition to the pain, He Ping gradually had a feeling of exhilaration!

Is this what the gods and demons mean by the second level of the body, the thunder punishment? Use the power of heavenly thunder to temper the physical body to the greatest extent! What level of exercise is this? Who can disobey the power of heavenly thunder? But some people have turned it into a method of refining the physical body. He Ping had to admire these powerful talents.

Of course, He Ping didn't dare to take the initiative to use the Heavenly Thunder to refine his body, but without this exercise, he would have been bombarded to slag! During this period, he had to thank the gold devouring rat that he had locked up in the cave, it was it that helped him raise the body refining technique to the yellow level threefold! Otherwise, he would still be dead!

The power of the heavenly thunder slowly dissipated, and the meridians around He Ping's body began to repair. The bones around He Ping's body exploded, and his body refining technique broke through another layer, and now he was already a yellow-level fourth-layer body refiner.

The sand was a mess, where was He Ping's shadow? In Fei'er's opinion, it was like the lightning bolt directly turned He Ping into slag. Fei'er couldn't believe that this was the result, and was stunned.

Yes, Brother He has only cultivated the fourth layer of qi, how can he withstand a lightning strike of such a scale? The thunder tribulation is not at all what these little monks should face. How did the thunderstorm that should have happened to Brother He when the monk was married? Why is Heaven so unfair?

The clouds cleared, revealing the scorching sun, and the desert immediately became unbearably hot.

Luo Fei'er stared at the empty sand stupidly, this is the end? Brother He has just been woken up by her!

"What's wrong? Are you worried about me?" a familiar voice sounded, and at some point, a blackened figure appeared behind him.

"You're so bad!" Luo Fei'er hugged He Ping.

Feeling the softness on his chest, He Ping couldn't help but hug the slender waist and imprint it on the delicate red lips. Luo Fei'er gently closed her eyes, and her slender jade hand brushed on He Ping's back.