At the bottom of the Luoshui River, undercurrents surge, and the rapids staggered to form a huge whirlpool, like a death channel, and I don't know where it is going. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The ice beads in Han Li's dantian had been shattered by Li Yuanhao's palm, and the ice power in his body overflowed, and when he fell into Luoshui, he was already unconscious, and the cold air of the riot directly sealed him, turning into a piece of ice the size of a zhang and sinking to the bottom of the river, and then being driven by the undercurrent to float downstream.

The bottom of the river was pitch black, like a dark abyss without seeing the light of day.

I don't know how long it was floating, but the ice encountered a huge undercurrent and was swept into it, and I don't know where it was going.

Han Li was still in a coma, but the injuries on his body were beginning to heal.

Eventually, the ice came to a halt in a pitch-black cave.

It was like a real hell, there was no heat, no sunlight, and there weren't even any other creatures other than Han Li inside the ice cube.

Blocks of white ice covered the entire cavern, cold, surprisingly cold, only cold is the main tone here, this kind of place, no living thing can survive.

Han Li was still asleep.

The Bing Xuan strength in his body began to slowly repair his meridians and restore his internal injuries, because his physique had long been accustomed to the Bing Xuan strength, so the two were not exclusive, but because the dantian ice beads were destroyed, he could no longer store internal force, and the Bing Xuan strength in his body could only be fused with his physical body and stored in his flesh and blood.

In this way, his physical body was tempered again.

There is no age in the cave

I don't know how long it had been, the ice cubes on Han Li's body had been absorbed by him, and the rampant ice Xuan power in his body had also been melted into the flesh and blood essence of his body. The wound on the surface of the body is almost healed, and the sword wound on the chest has scabbed. The meridians in the body have been repaired, and the only deficiency is that there is no trace of internal force in the dantian.

This was not the end of it, but the pitch-black cave was filled with a supreme cold aura, which was no worse than the Ice Xuan strength that Han Li had cultivated, and it was even more refined. When Han Li finished refining his internal force, a suction force spontaneously appeared in his body.

The cold air that permeated the cave was slowly gathered by this suction force and lingered around him, and then slowly absorbed and refined by him, the process was extremely slow.

As everyone knows, the cold here is the cold air accumulated by the earth for thousands of years, which only exists under the thousands of feet of the earth, and once it is irradiated by the sun, it dissipates immediately. This thing is even stranger than Yin Qi, as long as ordinary people inhale a little Xuan Xuan Qi Cold Qi, they will immediately lose their body temperature and die, ordinary innate martial artists can't bear it if they stay in the cold Qi, only Han Li, his body has long been accustomed to the Ice Xuan Strength, this kind of cold qi, the Nether Cold Qi is not only not harmful to him, but can also be used to increase cultivation.

It's just that almost no one has ever encountered the Netherworld Cold Qi, but they didn't expect to be accidentally hit by Han Li.

His body was like a bottomless pit, absorbing the cold energy of the Netherworld faster and faster.

The seventeenth level of the Ice Xuan Jin in his body operated automatically, and the Netherworld Cold Qi inhaled into his body was transformed into his Ice Xuan Energy, constantly tempering his physical body, developing his potential, and then absorbing more Cold Qi.

It's a virtuous circle.

Bing Xuanjin is different from the sixteenth layer when it reaches the seventeenth layer, it is no longer a simple practice of qi, but also uses internal force to forge the body. Or in other words, just like his current situation, refining the internal force into flesh and blood is what the seventeenth layer has to do. It's just that Han Li hadn't found a way to smelt it before, but under the desperate situation of the destruction of this dantian ice bead, he pushed the ice Xuan Jin to the seventeenth level.

This is the creation of people, it is the intention to plant flowers that do not bloom, and the unintentional planting of willows and willows.

As he absorbed the cold qi faster and faster, the Xuan Ming cold qi in this cave became less and less, and it was not only after a long time, but finally all the Xuan Ming cold qi in the cave was absorbed by Han Li, and there was nothing left.

The internal strength of his whole body is surging, directly overflowing from his body, and the dragon essence blood brings him a strong vitality and physique, even if he hasn't eaten a little until now, it's fine.

His body was like a piece of jade, emitting an emerald green light in this dark cavern, which was a vision that would only occur after the flesh had been tempered to the extreme and the waste products in the body had been expelled.

At this moment, he is a sleeping Great Demon King, just waiting for the moment to wake up.

。。。。。。。。。

"Knock"

"Knock"

"Knock"

The silence of the darkness was broken by the sound of a powerful heartbeat, like the beating of a cowhide drum, strong and powerful.

"Uh-huh"

Han Li opened his eyes, but he felt pitch black and couldn't see anything.

"Shouldn't I be dead?" he muttered to himself, confused. I just didn't get used to it just now, but now I can see it clearly.

"It's not like an underworld!" he got up and stood up, the Cold Moon Knife on his back still there, and the wound on his chest was healed. There were no wounds on the whole body except for the torn clothes.

If you look closely, you are in a cave, and you can't see the day, only a dark exit that doesn't know where it leads.

The whole body felt full of strength, and with a punch, the terrifying power directly left a large pit of about one meter on the rock wall, and he secretly smacked his tongue, but this power was much more than before, at least twice as much as before.

There was still no internal strength in the dantian, and he still vaguely remembered that his dantian was shattered by Li Yuanhao's palm, and then he fainted.

You must know that the dantian is the most important thing for a person, once the dantian is destroyed, it is almost abolished, which shows how much Li Yuanhao hates Han Li, and even if Han Li is not dead, he will be abolished even if he does not die.

Unfortunately, there are no absolutes.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, his mind was all in his body, only to see streams of ice and mystic power wrapped around the flesh essence and tendons of his body. It runs in the body according to a special mode of operation, which is precisely the seventeenth layer of Ice Xuanjin that he dreams of.

"Haha"

"Haha"

"Dead Daoist, when I go out, you will die!" Han Li laughed loudly, now that Bing Xuanjin had broken through to the seventeenth layer, would the Earth Transformation Realm be far away? When he went out, he would definitely have to cut off Li Yuanhao's other hand, otherwise it would be difficult to vent the hatred in his heart.

The ice energy in his body continued to operate according to the seventeenth layer of mental methods, and his momentum became heavier and heavier, like a volcanic eruption, unstoppable.

"Whew"