The black gas is still spreading, and the temperature of the ice mound, which was originally low to freezing, is now more like falling into a bottomless purgatory, extremely cold, if ordinary people appear here, their bloodlines will freeze at this moment and turn into ice sculptures.

And now the two people who are present, Xinli doesn't seem to feel the slightest coldness at all, maybe she herself is even colder than the cold of the outside world. Jing Fan's body was full of black qi, and the cold could not erode it at all, which also made him stay in this bone-chilling place for so long.

Time passed minute by minute, the eyes of the man in the coffin kept open, and his eyes returned to a normal look, looking nothing unusual, but his body was stiff and unable to move.

Jing Fan's entire arm was filled with black gas, and slowly moved along the edge of the coffin, slowly moving towards the man in the coffin, his palm stopped at the man's chest, it seemed to pause for a moment, even Jing Fan's expression was slightly stunned, but it only lasted for a moment, and he put his palm full of black gas against the chest of the man in the coffin.

"Ahh

At that moment, the man in the coffin suddenly let out a roar, only to see his pupils constricted, with some pain on his face, in Xinli's shocked gaze, the man in the coffin actually sat up.

On the other hand, Jing Fan raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his palm again, and wanted to make a move, but suddenly the man in the coffin moved, he suddenly raised his head, his sharp gaze penetrated the black gas around Jing Fan's body, only to see the corners of his mouth twitch slightly, and the thick palm slapped out, Jing Fan only felt that his eyes were dark, and he didn't remember anything.

Chapter 163 Father and Son are in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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