Mo Wuji didn't think about it at all, he directly grabbed the key and sent it into the keyhole of the stone door. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info If it was somewhere else, maybe he would have taken a closer look before he made the move.

But here, he can't help but hesitate, maybe someone will come over the next moment. What's more, what reassures Mo Wuji is that this place has been strongly bombarded not long ago, and even if there is any danger, it will not wait for him to come.

The key was sent into the keyhole very well, Mo Wuji's hand twisted slightly, and the stone door made a creaking sound and slowly opened.

An extremely cold aura seeped out, and Mo Wuji's divine thoughts swept in, and he could only see a vast white patch, and his eyes couldn't see anything. Just when Mo Wuji wanted to continue to observe, his divine thoughts swept a hundred meters away, and the two monks had already walked in cautiously.

Mo Wuji hurriedly pulled out the key, and his figure flashed into the extremely thick stone door. The stone door was still open, and Mo Wuji closed it hard, but there was no response. He could only go through the stone gate, ignoring the cold in the depths, so he rushed in.

"There is a stone gate here......" The monk who walked in front found the stone gate that had been opened by Mo Wuji, and immediately said in surprise.

The monk in the back, a woman, also saw the stone door, and she soon noticed that it was closing.

When the stone door was opened before, Mo Wuji wanted to forcibly close it, but it didn't work. Now after Mo Wuji entered the depths, the stone door began to close automatically.

"Do you want to go in?" the male cultivator asked suspiciously.

The woman didn't answer the male cultivator's words at all, her figure quickened, and she rushed into the stone gate in the shortest possible time. She used her actions to tell the male cultivator whether she wanted to go in or not.

Seeing the nun enter, the man also sped up and rushed behind the nun behind him into the stone gate. After the two men rushed in, the stone door made a deep noise and closed again.

"Senior Sister Xia, what kind of place is this?" The male cultivator who came in later found that this place was completely white, and immediately asked.

Senior Sister Xia didn't answer immediately, obviously looking at the surrounding situation, and then she took out a bright light stone. The next moment, she replied cautiously, "I didn't expect that Mingguang Stone wouldn't work here at all, although I don't know what kind of place this is, but this place has a stone gate, and it's definitely not simple." And ......"

Saying this, Senior Sister Xia lowered her voice, "Senior Brother Xiuran, we have to be careful. The stone door of this place opened and closed suddenly, indicating that someone had come in before us. And I always felt like a gaze was on me. ”

Mo Wuji hid aside and didn't act immediately, he had already seen clearly, this place was technically a large hall larger than the place where they had originally landed.

This hall is strange, there is nothing but the white ice mist. If anything, there is a faint entrance in the middle of the main hall. Like an entrance to the basement, Mo Wuji's divine sense could touch the first dozen or so ice steps of the entrance.

The two monks, a man and a woman, were still slowly moving around to explore, and Mo Wuji knew that these two would find him sooner or later. Fortunately, the bright light stone didn't work here, only a white ice mist.

Mo Wuji made up his mind, and his figure flashed, and he directly entered the entrance to the basement and landed on the ice steps.

An extreme cold stretched over, causing Mo Wuji to shudder and almost quit again.

"Senior Sister Xia, I saw a shadow flash just now. Senior Brother Xiu Ran stopped and said cautiously.

"I saw it too, let's go and see. After Senior Sister Xia finished speaking, she walked to the entrance of the ice steps leading below, and her courage seemed to be much greater than that Senior Brother Xiuran.

Mo Wuji's divine thoughts naturally swept to the two people who followed behind, and the lower part became more and more cold, and even if Mo Wuji was agitating his vitality with all his strength, his whole body was frozen as if he was stiff.

If there weren't two people behind him, he would probably have returned. Now he was followed by two men, and he returned just in time to meet them. With his cultivation, he is definitely not the opponent of these two.

Hard-headed, Mo Wuji can only keep going. After walking more than ten steps, Mo Wuji really couldn't help it, this cold would freeze him to death.

"Click!" At this moment, Mo Wuji seemed to have stepped on something, and there was a click.

His mind paid attention to the two people behind him, and he forgot to pay attention to his feet.

Almost at the same time, a bright stone was thrown by the people above. The Mingguang Stone didn't seem to work in the icy and misty space outside, but at this ice step, it could clearly see the situation below.

Mo Wuji had already stepped on something, and his body was stiff and choked by Mingguangshi, and he immediately rolled down.

"I recognize it, it's the kid with the worst cultivation...... Huh......" The male cultivator was halfway through speaking, and then exclaimed excitedly and in surprise, "Here is the Infinite Forging Soul Crystal ......"

At a height of more than ten zhang, even if he rolled down from the ice steps, Mo Wuji was also stunned. These were not important to Mo Wuji at all, his entire body was unconscious within a few seconds of hitting the ground, even if he heard the words of the most desired Infinite Forging Soul Crystal, he didn't have any ability to act, he knew that he was about to freeze to death.

The cold here is simply terrifying, every trace of cold breath seeps into the bone marrow, and there is no way to stop it.

At this moment, the blood was gradually frozen, and the skin on his hands changed color and became pale at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye. Maybe after a while, with a random knock on something, his hands will turn into ice slag.

"We can't go down here, it's too cold, we can't bear it......." The male cultivator walked to the place where Mo Wuji had walked before, and finally found that the further down he went, the more cold it became.

What Mo Wuji stepped on before the "click...... was also stepped on by the female cultivator walking in front, and the female cultivator's body lost her balance, and she grabbed it casually when the male cultivator was speaking, and directly grabbed the male cultivator. The extreme cold also made the bodies of the two extremely stiff and unable to react softly. The next moment, the two of them rolled down like ice hockey balls like Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji had no time to care about these two people, and a sadness welled up in his heart. Before entering the Five Elements Wasteland, he had thought about whether he would not be able to get out, but he didn't expect that he would really not be able to get out.

Mo Wuji's consciousness gradually blurred, and he felt that his soul was about to leave his body.

A man and a woman not far from him, although their cultivation was much higher than Mo Wuji's, they could only barely struggle to stand up in this kind of place.

Obviously, the two of them wanted to struggle not to collect the Infinite Forging Soul Crystal, but to struggle to climb back from the same path. It's just that after the two of them walked a few steps, they sat down on the ground again, and the terrible cold made them completely powerless to resist.

Seeing the female cultivator's desperate face, Mo Wuji's vague consciousness was suddenly startled, and he sobered up a little. This may be a return to the light, but Mo Wuji saw Yan'er's face. He saw the tragic end of Yan'er after his death.

Can't die, absolutely can't die.

But this terrible cold is not something that his will can resist at all, even if he doesn't want to die, death is still slowly forcing him in.

If only there was a big stove, Mo Wuji suddenly remembered the fire vent he saw at the end of the first passage.

Almost at the moment when he thought of the furnace, Mo Wuji's frozen eyes lit up, and he remembered the Heavenly Thunder Seven Style.

The first time he cultivated the Heavenly Thunder Seven Forms, the terrifying temperature from the inside out almost burned him to ashes. The coldness of this place is from the outside in, if he cultivates the first of the seven forms of Heavenly Thunder......

They are all about to freeze to death, no matter how terrifying the Heavenly Thunder Seven Styles are, Mo Wuji is also fearless, he did not hesitate to gather the last trace of strength and start to operate the first form of the Heavenly Thunder Seven Forms.

In just half a week, that terrifying flame burning sensation rose in Mo Wuji's dantian, and then instantly spread to Mo Wuji's whole body meridians.

Mo Wuji was even more crazy about running the Heavenly Thunder Seven Style Cultivation Method, being frozen to death and being burned to death by fire were both death, and he was fearless.

The scorching and terrifying burning sensation finally burned from Mo Wuji's meridians to his bone marrow, and from his bone marrow to his flesh.

The horrible heat burning from the inside out, collided with the horrible cold outside. Mist began to evaporate from the surface of Mo Wuji's body, his hands slowly regained their softness, and his body gradually regained consciousness.

That kind of torment of hot and cold made Mo Wuji feel an indescribable pain. But Mo Wuji's heart was full of an indescribable surprise.

At the beginning, when he had just obtained the first form of the Heavenly Thunder Seven Broken Form, he almost went crazy in his cultivation and was burned to death by the internal fire. Now that he was cultivating the first form of the Heavenly Thunder Seven Forms in this cold place, he was actually only suffering from pain, and his life was not affected at all.

The same thing, in different environments, produces such a great effect. An exercise that almost put him to death saved his life here.

For physical pain, Mo Wuji didn't know how much he had experienced, and he could bear it.

"Click!" Mo Wuji felt as if something in his body had been broken, and an indescribable power filled his dantian and veins.

Mo Wuji raised his hand and waved it out, and several thunderbolts exploded around.

These thunderbolts exploded a piece of crushed ice slag, and Mo Wuji looked at his palm in surprise. He knew that he contained the power of thunder in his body, and sometimes he would involuntarily display it. But it was the first time that he had controlled and exerted this kind of power.

The heat in the body seems to have diminished a little, and the cold outside seems to have the upper hand again. Mo Wuji didn't dare to try this first form again, and he kept practicing this first form. Soon, Mo Wuji found that the feeling of burning like a flame in his body was gradually disappearing, that is, if he continued to cultivate, this first form would not have the horror of lighting a flame.

In normal times, this would be the best thing for Mo Wuji. Now, it is a fatal blow to Mo Wuji. Once he didn't have that scorching flame in his body, he couldn't resist this terrible cold.

Mo Wuji's gaze fell on the two monks, a man and a woman, who had already frozen to death and turned into two ice sculptures. Farther away from the two of them, there was a circular ice altar with two snowflake-like things blooming in it. There are no leaves, and there are only half-foot-long ice-cream-like rhizomes beneath the snowflake-shaped crystals.

Mo Wuji had never seen the Infinite Forging Soul Crystal, and he was not sure if this was the Infinite Forging Soul Crystal. He knew from the male cultivator just now that this should be the Immeasurable Forging Soul Crystal.

It was like a living plant, not a dead hedron.

(The first update is sent, and I ask for commuter pass support!)

...... (To be continued.) )