Yue Chen entered the space enclosed by the Golden Gate Xuanzhu, and like other fellow doors, he wanted to take a look and see why. But he felt that his body was floating lightly, sliding down like a meteor, and falling into the distance. Even the most reactive person can hardly see the situation in such a short period of time. When Yue Chen opened his eyes, he was already on an icy lake.

The glacial lake is shiny, thousands of miles of silver. Against the backdrop of the silver light, a thousand phantoms are reflected on the ice, making it difficult to discern the direction.

At this moment, Yue Chen took out the Golden Crow Sword to prevent accidents, and raised his eyes to look into the distance, hoping that he could find a place where he could give birth to the spiritual materials of heaven and earth. But around this vast glacial lake, there is nothing like it everywhere.

Thinking of this, he reached out to his waist and opened the spirit beast cage, and two small tigers and an earth dragon ant appeared on the ice lake one after another. I thought that these three little guys would be happy everywhere, but I didn't expect that after they came out of the cage, they began to spin in place without taking half a step forward. Yue Chen smiled, ignored them, and just walked in one direction at random.

As soon as he took three steps away, a dragon roar came from the bottom of the ice lake, and the incomparably thick ice on the surface of the lake instantly uplifted, and in just an instant, Yue Chen was sealed in the solid ice. Yue Chen, who was originally engrossed, didn't have time to react at all, and when he felt that he was sealed, the ice cage that sealed him had already begun to sink. What follows is that the whole body seems to be attached to a thin layer of ice, which slowly condenses and seeps into the body.

For a long time, the Xuan Ice layer condensed in his body actually condensed and sealed the spiritual power in his dantian jade mansion, but the Xuan Yu Spirit Bead could not be sealed. It was as if the Xuan Ice Layer was close to the Xuan Yu Spirit Bead, and it would be melted into the invisible. Immediately afterwards, another layer of ice layer was generated from the surface of the body, drawing a scoop according to the gourd, and finally condensed and sealed in the dantian jade mansion.

The Dantian Jade Mansion is the foundation of the monks, and it is difficult to recover and make up for the slightest damage. It is not impossible that the slightest carelessness will cause the cultivation that has accumulated over the years to turn into ashes.

Yue Chen's body was condensed layer after layer of Xuan Ice Seals, and the spiritual power dewdrops that symbolized the monk's cultivation seemed to be unable to resist the power of this Xuan Han Seal, gradually freezing into grains of ice crystals. The Golden Crow Sword in his hand also seemed to be suffering from the re-condensation of the 10,000-year-old Xuan Ice, and although the cold qi coming out of the Golden Crow Sword did not enter Yue Chen's body, it began to spread in the ice cage that sealed Yue Chen.

Yue Chen's mind was sober and his thinking was clear, and he always felt that he was falling, but his whole body couldn't exert any strength at all. In this case, it is even more impossible to use the secret spell to forcibly urge the spiritual power of the Jade Mansion. At this point, Yue Chen's hope was all on the Xuanyu Spirit Bead that he hated very much on weekdays.

The Xuan Ice layer in the Dantian Jade Mansion was getting thicker and thicker, and the space where the Xuan Yu Spirit Bead was located was swallowed step by step, but fortunately, this Xuan Yu Spirit Bead was not sealed no matter what. The spiritual power dew that had been sealed had been completely frozen and turned into ice crystals, which began to slide in a limited space. It didn't take long for those spaces to be taken over by the Xuan Ice Layer.

The Xuan Ice Layer was like an intruder, and began to attack the realm of the Xuan Yu Spirit Bead. Gradually, the Xuanyu Spirit Bead seemed to have lost its resistance, and there was only room left to turn around like a human.

At this time, Yue Chen's Ruyi bag began to react. Yes, it was the Ruyi bag containing the Seven Evil Trees that began to glow red. The heat flow from the Xuanmu slowly entered Yue Chen's body, "isolating" Yue Chen from the ice cage seal. This layer of heat spread all over the body, gradually thickening, and at the same time, the Xuanyu Spirit Bead also seemed to be induced, giving birth to a trace of flame aura, like the Xuanbing layer leaning towards it.

Driven by the heat flow of the inner and outer layers, the Xuan Ice layer that resides in the meridians and the Jade Mansion begins to "melt" and turns into layers of cold air. The dew of spiritual power that was turned into ice crystals began to shatter at this time. Yue Chen could even hear the shattered sound, but he didn't feel the pain.

Come to think of it, every time a small realm is broken, and these spiritual power dewdrops change slightly, they will be painful due to the limitations of the monk's own flesh and mortal womb. At this time, Yue Chen didn't feel the pain, but the panic in his heart was even greater. If these spiritual power dewdrops disappeared like this, it would be equivalent to the loss of one's eight-year cultivation.

Soon, the shattered "ice crystals" began to melt into the cold air, and the original spiritual power dew disappeared without a trace. Yue Chen's heart only shouted that the sky was unfair, and creation made people. However, something even more surprising came to me at the thought of it. The Xuanyu Spirit Bead began to rotate in the Jade Mansion, and its trajectory was like an oval on the periphery, with a curved river in the middle.

Around the Xuanyu Spirit Beads, those cold qi condensed again, forming transparent spiritual power dewdrops. The condensed and uneven spiritual power dew beads were all integrated into the Xuanyu Spirit Beads, and the uniform ones remained in the Jade Mansion. This regenerated, evenly spaced spiritual power dew is slightly larger and more transparent and crystalline than the previous ones.

Yue Chen's heart was pleasantly surprised, and he said in his heart: "Could this be the legendary realm sealing and re-refining process?"

Just after the Xuan Ice layer around his body disappeared and the cold qi in the Jade Mansion completely condensed into spiritual power dewdrops, the Xuan Yu Spirit Bead began to stop rotating, and the Seven Evil Xuan Wood also returned to calm. Yue Chen looked through the ice cage, and saw a dashing and handsome figure dancing in front of him.

It can really be said: fast like a meteor, slow like Shen Yue, curved like a tiger, stretched than a dragon. Slow and sick, rigid and soft at the same time, there is no trace, stretching and bending.

"Ice... Seal...!"

"The cloud... Tao...!"

“......”

"Eclipse... Day...!"

Yue Chen said word by word according to what he saw. In this strange shadow, I seem to see something that has long been imprinted in my mind.

When this shadow danced, Yue Chen felt the layer of Xuan Ice born in the ice cage again, and everything was the same as the first time. Whenever Yue Chen experienced such a condensation, he would see the dancing figure, dancing the same "dance posture" repeatedly.

I can't help but ask myself, "Who is he?"

Yue Chen had to go through this kind of condensation seven times a day, and this situation lasted for a full seven days. I couldn't help but calculate in my heart: "The period of the great trial is only thirty-six days, but I am trapped here and cannot get out. How do I find my own chance? Or is the situation I am in now a kind of chance? If so, if I am trapped all the time, how can I get out of this trial area?"

At noon on the eighth day, the dragon's groan, which had been heard for the first time, was heard again. Yue Chen felt very close to him, as if it was right in front of him. Gradually, two rays of light rose directly in front of him, like the giant eyes of a giant dragon opening to emit a majesty that intimidated heaven and earth. The ice that had accumulated for an unknown number of years began to melt in earnest.

In an instant, Yue Chen was in the deep sea. At this time, Yue Chen, like a baby born, was extremely uncomfortable with his body and the new environment around him, opening his mouth but unable to speak.

At this moment, below the two rays of light that rose, three more rays of light rose. In comparison, these three rays of light are purple, blue, and yellow, and the aperture is much smaller, but the light is more refined and abundant, and more importantly, they are moving, and the direction of movement is coming towards Yue Chen.

Frightened, Yue Chen wanted to leave, but at this moment, he couldn't control his body. I had no choice but to watch as the three things of different colors directly burrowed into his dantian jade mansion, and where the light rose, the figure of a cyan dragon slowly appeared.

The flames are blazing, and the trees are burning.

In this exotic land with frequent volcanoes, a teenager chased for eight days in a row in a cone-shaped mountain range before catching up with the strange bird shaped like a phoenix and red in the feather clan.

After confronting the strange bird for a while, the young man screamed softly, and raised the fairy sword in his hand, and the fairy sword suddenly turned into seven wings, showing a sword momentum of a variety of phantoms, and attacked the strange bird. The strange bird made a roar, as if it was provoking, and spread its wings and danced, so that the boy always had no place to drop his sword.

"I Huo Xuan can't kill you if I don't believe it!"

Huo Xuan's anger rose from his heart, and the sword momentum displayed by the seven-winged sword was endless, but he just couldn't get close to this strange bird for half a minute.

Chasing and chasing each other, looking from a distance, it looks like a person is flying with a divine bird. The sword light in the sky was wrapped in Dao Dao Chimang.

It lasted for three whole days. For a monk who has penetrated the sixfold realm of the Qing Realm, it is obviously impossible. However, in these three days, Huo Xuan just couldn't feel the loss of spiritual power, but the more he chased this strange bird, the more his spiritual power grew, and the Dao Xing also made great progress. Three days later, I could even clearly feel the heartbeat of the strange bird.

He muttered to himself, "Is this my heartbeat, or is this the heartbeat of a strange bird?"

In the depths of his heart, another voice scolded, "Idiot! Isn't that our voice?"

Huo Xuan didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and didn't think this voice existed at all, just staring at the strange bird in front of him. The strange bird made a mysterious smile, suddenly circled in the air, turned into a red flag, rushed towards Huo Xuan's eyebrows, and disappeared in front of Huo Xuan.

The voice came from the depths of Huo Xuan's heart: "The last step depends on you! Go out and be reborn in Nirvana!"

Huo Xuan shook his spirit, and made sure that his realm had broken through to the ninth level of the Guanqing Realm, and he was also one with this strange bird, so he had no worries. And the last step that the voice said was, of course, referring to the flame cave in front of him.

Waves of heat erupted from the flame cave, mixed with a thick smell of blood. Huo Xuan, who was standing at the entrance of the cave, his eyes began to burn, and the two essence fire beads that rose from his eyes seemed to be devouring blood. Huo Xuan stepped in with the divine sword in his hand, and the moment he entered the cave, his heart was sudden, and the resentment buried in his heart rushed straight to his mind.

"What is love, what is hatred, what is regret......! I am willing to spend my life to kill!"

The seven wings are unsheathed, and the river of blood flows crosswise.

At this moment, in Huo Xuan's eyes, there was only endless killing intent. But everything you see is nothing you hate, and you can only enjoy it when you kill it all.

Huo Xuan's eyes were burning, his heart was burning, his soul was burning, and in this seemingly endless flame cave, the whole person began to melt into it. There were bright red blood beads dripping from the placket of his clothes, and his eyes were like devouring blood, and they had gradually turned into a pair of blood pupils. The relentless killing continues instinctively.

Huo Xuan didn't know how many lives he had killed, and he didn't know how far he had gone, but he began to feel that he was tired, and the urge to hope that someone would save him faintly appeared in his heart. But this is not Huo Xuan's nature, he is naturally strong and strong-willed, how can he ask others for help? At this time, who can think that he is a son-in-law from a big family.

The next moment, the resentment was even stronger. Suddenly, Huo Xuan turned into the shadow of the seven-winged sword, frantically chasing the life in front of him, tangible or invisible. In an instant, there was a river of blood and a mountain of corpses.

In the flame cave where Huo Xuan walked, a river of blood began to flow, and the source of the river of blood was at his feet. The majestic figure reflected in the river of blood, blown by the breeze, is more like a celestial blood demon star full of murderous intent.

The blood shatter condensed on the seven-winged sword began to rush into Huo Xuan's body, condensed in the Dantian Jade Mansion, and the spiritual power dew in the Jade Mansion soaked in the blood demon sea, and gradually woke up, like a blood devouring bead that had been awakened.

The blood was gathering more and more thickly, and it had reached the limit that the Jade Mansion could bear. In this world, they can only adapt again if they converge into a stream of living water and slowly swim around.

The more painful and bloody it was, the stronger Huo Xuan's killing intent became. In the occasional moment when Huo Xuan was awake, he would ask himself, "Who am I?" but this situation often flashed by.

Suddenly, Huo Xuan stopped his body, the flames all over his body flickered, and he raised the seven-winged sword high and plunged towards his dantian.

At the last moment, a red feather shadow arrived like lightning, wrapped Huo Xuan violently, and rushed towards the depths of the flame cave.