After the three old demons left, the magic boat set off and continued to the north.

After crossing the eighth snow line, the cold intensified, between heaven and earth, it was full of heavy snow, like a knife and a fierce wind, at this time, even the magic boat was no longer able to fly, and the strong wind was howling, almost tearing the magic boat to pieces, so Fang Yuan and Jin Hanxue could only leave the magic boat in a snow col, and then took all the warm jade and forbidden formation, and walked on foot in the snow.

This walk is more than a month of effort, and I can only walk a short distance every day before digging a snow cave to rest.

On the snowfield, there are nine snow lines, which are originally moats.

Legend has it that the first snow line is the forbidden land for mortals, because when mortals come in, they can't stand the boundless wind and snow.

And the third snow line is the forbidden land of the foundation, and the wind and snow behind it, the foundation can't withstand it.

The seventh snow line is the forbidden land of Jindan.

Of course, this division is not so precise, just a rough measurement to describe the cold of the wind and snow above the snowfield.

If you bring enough treasures to keep out the cold, and you are prepared, and you don't encounter any danger, then even mortals, you can't go deep into the snow field, and it is possible for the foundation building monk to survive after the third snow line, and if there is nothing important, it is the Yuanying monk, and he is not willing to easily cross the eighth or even the seventh snow line and find guilt for himself.

After reaching the eighth snow line, the violent storm and snow are almost twice as strong as the front, in front, it will only blow away the aura and divine consciousness, and after reaching the eighth snow line, the mana that can almost be released by itself is also blown away, that is to say, Yuan Ying don't say that the shell, the magic power can't be used, so Yuan Ying is just one more breath than the Jindan realm.

It's like a frail old man and a sturdy young man breaking into the ice and snow, although the sturdy young man is indeed more able to carry it, but it doesn't have much advantage over the old man, and everyone is not the opponent of this world.

The eighth snow line is known as the point of no return.

It means that after crossing this snow line, no one can come back.

However, Fang Yuan and Jin Hanxue didn't think about it so much, and directly plunged into it.

Fang Yuan regarded this as his own tempering, and also regarded this heaven and earth as an increasingly powerful opponent.

After entering the eighth snow line, he was all the time, not fighting against heaven and earth, all the things he had learned, all the things he had learned, all the things he had learned were used, and when he was tempering himself in front, he also deliberately took off the cold things on his body, and tried his best to use the sword to fight against the wind and snow, but at this time, there was no need to be so troublesome, all the methods, all the magic weapons, were used as much as possible......

Survival is the main goal.

Unlike Fang Yuan, after Jin Hanxue entered the eighth snow line, he seemed much more relaxed.

At the third snow line, she was already about to be unable to carry it, and now that she has crossed the eighth snow line, she still looks like she is about to be unable to carry it, her body is wrapped in a thick white bear skin fur, and her chest, back, knees, and shoulders are all padded with excellent warm jade, and every half an hour, she has to take a fire pill, and she staggered behind Fang Yuan and walked hard.

And the white cat shrank in her heart, only showing her head, looking like a sightseeing.

Heaven and earth are so difficult, but there are some benefits.

That was before the eighth snow line, they also encountered several waves of opponents, experienced several fierce battles, but after entering the eighth snow line, it was extinct all of a sudden, not to mention seeing people, even snow beasts did not see a shadow, much more leisurely.

Here, you only need to fight against heaven and earth, and you don't have to think about other things.

In this way, after a month of difficulty, Fang Yuan and Jin Hanxue, who were exhausted, finally rushed to a forest of ice thorns, which was a wonder on the snow field, and on the ground, there was an ice thorn about three or four miles wide, pointing straight to the sky, as if it was a chaotic sword, and it was a wonder of heaven and earth that was formed in the distance.

And this ice thorn forest is the ninth snow line.

Looking at the ice thorns that emitted a strange light under the skylight, Fang Yuan was almost dizzy.

He didn't understand how he had come over this month.

In the past month, even his brain has stopped functioning, just to retain any faint energy, so that he can fight more of the cold, his body has long been tired to the extreme, and the mana is more like it no longer exists.

He remembered a heavy snowfall in Taiyue City when he was a child.

In that cold winter, because he was not quick to work, he broke a bowl, and was thrown into the ice and snow by his aunt for most of the night, wearing only a single linen with exposed holes, and he also looked at the lonely and quiet snow in front of him, in all directions, the boundless cold was surging towards him, he felt that his body was losing consciousness inch by inch, and he felt a boundless fear.

That time, my uncle finally relented and carried him back to the house in the middle of the night.

But this time, who will carry them back?

Fang Yuan was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and realized that he was actually distracted.

Consciousness is like silk, and it seems to be quietly flowing away from the sea of its own consciousness.

He shook it and smiled bitterly...... I don't know if the expression on his frozen face has changed, but he feels as if he is smiling...... Then he continued to walk forward, stepping on smooth ground and walking little by little through the Ice Thorn Forest.

Just traversing the Ice Thorn Forest, which was only a few miles away, took Fang Yuan four days.

Then he faced the endless wind and snow behind the ninth snow line, and without hesitation, he continued to walk forward.

......

......

"That little boy really crossed the ninth snow line, do you still want to chase it?"

What Fang Yuan didn't know was that less than ten miles behind him, there was a group of people.

There are about five or six of these people, and they all carry a translucent ice sword on their bodies, this sword is extremely miraculous, that is, in the depths of the cold snowfield, it seems to be colder than the surrounding wind and snow, and it is tied to their backs, so that the entire qi of these cultivators is integrated into the wind and snow, the sky is cold, the wind is howling, but most of the chill is resisted.

Of course, after all, this is a place close to the ninth snow line, even with such a strange ice sword body, these people are not easy, judging from their frozen iron faces, and the mana that is almost stagnant, they are also almost to the limit, their faces are very haggard, looking at the ice thorn forest that pierces the sky like a chaotic sword from a distance, their faces are full of horror.

"Thirty-six disciples of our Sword Washing Pool, two Yuanying Elders, tracked this thief all the way, but in this wind and snow, people kept falling behind, even Elder Wei was injured in order to save the two disciples who fell into the ice cliff and was forced to return, and now there are only six of us left, and it is also thanks to the 10,000-year-old Ice Spirit Sword given by the Immortal Gate that we barely arrived here, and if we go further, ......"

Someone said with a blue face: "I'm afraid that even the Ten Thousand Year Ice Spirit Sword can't help us, this sword can help us resist the cold and protect our hearts, but after the ninth snow line, the wind and snow are too terrifying, I'm afraid we can't hold it......"

Hearing this, even the Yuanying Elder had a somewhat heavy face.

He is a Yuan Baby, and his cultivation is higher than everyone else, but he has crossed the ninth snow line, and he doesn't know if he can come back.

"After all, we still have the 10,000-year-old Ice Spirit Sword Protector, but that person doesn't necessarily have this strange treasure, he dares to go in, can we still be weaker than him?" In the silence, a short young man, rubbing his hands vigorously, sighed, and sneered: "Besides, since you have received the order of the sword head, you want to take this person back, how can you be afraid of the cold of the snow field and hold back?"

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the crowd: "I'm going to keep up, what about you?"

"Xuanchi, you ......"

Hearing this, the Yuanying Sword Immortal's face also changed, and he stopped talking, looking at the ice sword behind the disciple who called Xuanchi, and thought, your one is the real Ten Thousand Year Ice Spirit Sword, one of the seven famous swords of the Sword Washing Pool, may be able to withstand the wind and snow in this snow field, but the other disciples are just the Xuan Ice Sword that was born with the Ten Thousand Years Ice Spirit, but they may not be able to resist it......

But the surrounding disciples of the Sword Washing Pool glanced at each other, a touch of coldness flashed in their eyes, and they said in a deep voice: "Since Senior Brother Xuan said so, how can we be afraid, they all say that there is the inheritance of the three generations of sword demons after the nine snow lines, hehe, let's just go in and take a look, the great devil of the ancient period, in the way of the sword, is it really stronger than our Sword Washing Pool......"

The wind and snow were howling, and this Yuanying Sword Immortal didn't want to say anything, and they all walked towards the Ice Thorn Forest.

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"What a kind, you rushed over like this?"

On the other side, about three or four miles away from the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool, there were also people who were having the same conversation, and the young master of Chengtian held a fiery red jade plate in his heart, and swallowed seven or eight pills the size of a dragon ball, white as snow, into his stomach, and let out a long sigh against the wind and snow, looking at the dazzling ice thorn forest, and smiled faintly.

"Young master, this ninth snow line is even more terrifying than the rumors, do we really want to go over?"

Beside him, the four elders, as well as the other three or four black-robed evil sword cultivators, all changed their faces slightly, worried.

"Half ninety for a hundred miles!"

The young master of the Chengjian smiled coldly and said, "Chasing all the way, deliberately not killing him, and even helping him risk the danger to obstruct the person who washed the sword pool, isn't it just to let him lead the way in front so that we can lead us into the Lifeless Sword Shrine?

Facing the words of this sword-bearing young master, all the cultivators around him suddenly looked embarrassed.

Everyone thought to themselves: You have the Vermilion Bird Divine Stone to protect you, but we don't have it......

I had the heart not to challenge the wind and snow that could kill people after the ninth snow line, but when I thought of the hidden disease in my own cultivation and the need for the inheritance in the lifeless sword mound to save my life, I could only be ruthless and gritted my teeth: "Then let's go in together!"