Jade cold stone!

Where is the Jade Cold Stone?

Jian Chen flicked up from the ground, ignoring the fatigue of his body, and glanced around in panic.

The arrow just now turned Tangmen Square into a complete ruin, so ...... Jade cold stone standing in the square...... And Thunder Tiger, where?

It's a pity that when he raised his eyes, all he saw was chaotic rubble, and there was no trace of the Jade Cold Stone and the Thunder Tiger!

Don't......

His heart trembled violently, and only then did he suddenly lift up the heart that had been relaxed by finding Hua Xiangrong, could it be ...... That kind of return to the heart like an arrow has already blasted the jade cold stone and the thunder tiger into the ground together, can't you?

Poof——!

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, and he was already seriously injured, coupled with the repeated turmoil, he couldn't hold on anymore, and his body was shaky.

But!

If you can't hold on, you have to persevere!

Jian Chen's face was pale, he gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of a complex expression mixed with despair and anxiety, where is the jade cold stone, where is An An, he will never give up!

As soon as his right hand condensed, a blood-colored vortex suddenly emerged from the palm of his hand, but the loss of his internal force was too serious, and this vortex seemed to be very small compared to before, as if it would be dispersed by a gentle blow by the wind.

This is a small method in the Xuan Ming Technique, which can inhale the scattered qi around you into the palm of your hand through the blood-colored vortex, and after analysis, you can perceive something from it.

Jian Chen wanted to use this blood-colored vortex to sense the coldness of the Jade Cold Stone, but the strength of the whirlpool was so weak that the scattered energy he could absorb was very small, so small that it was negligible.

The most of them was the bloody aura that had escaped here before, and Hua Xiangrong's phoenix flame heat was also a little bit, and in addition, he didn't feel the cold aura of the jade cold stone at all.

Was it shattered to the point where you couldn't even feel it?

At this moment, Jian Chen only felt that the strength of his whole body was exhausted, his body was weak, and he was almost about to sit on the ground, and the jade cold stone ...... With that arrow just now, he actually destroyed the jade cold stone with his own hands, that is, ...... It was he who killed An An with his own hands!

"No, no, no, no, no, no————!"

His lips trembled, and he could barely scream a single syllable out of his throat, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and his body and mind were cold.

Cold, he felt the extreme cold, but at this time, how he wished that this chill came from the blood-colored vortex that was still spinning on its own in his palm, not his own heart.

Pity...... Wait a minute!

Cold, yes, cold!

Jian Chen's eyes suddenly crossed a fine light, the jade cold stone is made of ten thousand years of cold ice on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, and the cold of its nature is the accumulation of ten thousand years, could it be that the strength of sorrow will be even worse than the cold qi accumulated by the jade cold stone for ten thousand years?

This is an unreasonable thing, just now he could even feel Hua Xiangrong's phoenix breath, how could he not feel the cold of the jade cold stone at all?

It can't be, it's not possible, unless......

Jian Chen was stunned on the spot, his wide-open eyes flashed, and countless thoughts had already turned in his mind.

It suddenly occurred to him that in addition to An An and the three of them in the jade cold stone, there was another thing that worried him.

Drain the blood pill!

was beaten into the jade cold stone by sorrow, and with the cold of the jade cold stone, the blood draining pill that was growing wildly, the blood tree that was taking root and sprouting in the jade cold stone!

In any case, it was a blood draining pill, and the bloody aura that he had just sensed with the blood-colored vortex...... Maybe part of it comes from sadness, and the other part should come from the madness after losing his mind, so should there be a third part......

That comes from the breath of the blood tree that took root and sprouted from the Blood Draining Pill?

What if, before he struck the Heart-Returning Arrow, the Blood Draining Pill had already absorbed the cold of the Jade Cold Stone? With this faint blood-colored vortex, could he still sense the cold breath?

Thinking of this, his eyes became brighter and brighter, from despair to hope, Jian Chen calmed down his turbulent emotions, two green tendons burst out on his forehead, and to the extent that he could do it now, he forced all the remaining bit by bit of internal force in his body into the blood-colored vortex!

Even so, the vortex wasn't much stronger, and Jian Chen's eyes were already closed, trying to distinguish from the breath that was faint but constantly being drawn from all directions.

So, I saw that his brows jumped suddenly, and his solemn face immediately changed.

And sure enough, it was!

Under the agitation of the mood, his breath suddenly became unstable, so that the blood-colored vortex was trembling violently, as if it might collapse at any time.

Jian Chen opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the inner part of the square, which was about ten zhang away from where he was standing, his eyes flashed with excitement, then he gritted his teeth, and looked down at Hua Xiangrong, who had not changed at all, and then reluctantly took a step.

The internal force dried up, and in the past, such a distance was just a matter of a flash, but now, after the internal force was squeezed dry, his body was so weak, and he stumbled and stumbled through the ruins in just ten zhang or so.

He guessed correctly, the bloody breath that he had inhaled for the second time just now was still the strongest one, but under his best efforts, he suddenly noticed the difference.

It seems to be the same bloody aura, but in fact, after careful distinction, you can feel that this aura is not from the same vein, but comes from three places!

The sad character is forbearant and vicious, so one of the bloody breaths is also particularly eerie, and the other should be his own unconscious escape with the indiscriminate attack when he loses his mind, and what he feels from it is a sense of madness and tyranny.

The other third strand was much more peaceful, except for the coldness, Jian Chen didn't feel any trace of negative emotions, but as a human being, how could there be no emotions? Only a dead thing like a jade cold stone would make this bloody aura cold and calm.

It was there! It was the place where he looked about ten feet away, and it was from there that the third breath of blood, without any emotion, came!

Stumbling, it took Jian Chen a long time of three pillars of incense to barely finish walking in just ten zhang distance, and when he came closer, he sensed the blood-colored vortex again, and he had already determined that the third cold bloody breath came from the distance of his feet.

It was still covered in countless rubble, and there was no sign of it on the surface.

But he was already very sure of his judgment, and the next ......

Brush ——!

There was a sudden sound of wind behind his head, which made Jian Chen's back suddenly chill!

At this moment, he can appear near the Tang Gate...... Is it sadness?

(End of chapter)