All the monks walked cautiously on the bridge of flames, and although there were many floating boulders around them, no one ventured to obtain them.

"Boom!", at this moment, those suspended boulders suddenly flew from near the Flame Bridge to the denser flame world in the distance.

This sudden phenomenon stunned the monks.

Looking at the boulders that disappeared from view, Nan Ming couldn't help but rejoice, if these boulders suddenly flew away when he was taking the treasure, wouldn't he be ......

Yang Zhao realized even more what the mysterious man had said to him before.

Perhaps, your lack of strength may lead you to die in the Temple of Chaotic Stars, but excessive greed can make you lose your life here.

There were only a hundred or so monks left, and when they walked on the Flame Bridge for half a pillar of incense, the scenery ahead suddenly changed.

In the distance, there was an endless snow-white, snow-covered mist, which was in stark contrast to the fiery red behind him.

The noodles were still blood-colored and viscous, and there was a lot of snow and fog around them.

"It's so cold...... "Some of the monks muttered in a low voice.

Yang Zhao was amused in his heart, it would be hot and cold for a while, didn't the Blood Killing God Emperor sincerely want these monks to suffer?

However, for Yang Zhao, the sudden changes in cold and heat did not have a big impact on him.

Even Xiao Bai is the same, Qingming Mountain is several times colder than this.

As the monks continued to walk, the temperature around them became lower and lower, and many monks began to consume mana to keep warm.

"Everyone be careful!" Luo Yu suddenly reminded.

I saw more than a dozen ice balls suddenly shooting in front of me.

The puck was crystal clear and exuded a terrifying chill.

The monks hurriedly dodged.

After going through the previous Bridge of Flames. Everyone has understood that nothing on the path of purgatory can be underestimated.

A monk of the Diancang Sect couldn't dodge, and hurriedly turned on his defensive magic weapon, and suddenly, the dazzling armor light and shadow wrapped him.

"Nourishing ......" a visible frost began to invade his defenses.

After a few breaths, his defensive magic weapon was covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

Subsequently, his entire body began to freeze.

"Help me......" The monk quickly looked desperate.

The other monks were shocked, and even the monks wearing defensive magic weapons could not escape the doom of being frozen.

This ice ball may not be as lethal as the previous flames and fireballs, but this freezing attribute is extremely terrifying.

There was a monk of the Diancang Sect who couldn't bear to let him continue to freeze like this, and threw a ball of flame out of his hand.

But as soon as the flame came closer. It was offset by a chill.

"Ordinary flames definitely won't work. Cang Xuan's right hand raised lightly. A crimson flame condensed in his hand.

"Go!"

The flames were under Cangxuan's control, and finally floated in front of the frozen monk.

As the flames approached, they began to melt the ice crystals and frost on the monk's body.

"Oh no!

At this moment, more than a dozen ice balls were shot from the side.

Cang Xuan couldn't care about the monk anymore. Hurriedly retracted his flames.

The monks were again wolf-bèi.

"Whew!". Among them, two ice balls actually shot in front of Yang Zhao and Xiaobai.

Yang Zhao was slightly short. Dodged one, but the other one was extremely tricky at an angle, but he couldn't dodge. is about to rush to Xiaobai's body.

A purple flame immediately jumped out of his hand, and he squeezed the ice ball in his hand.

Although this ice ball had been wrapped in Yang Zhao's purple flame, it still transmitted a terrifying chill.

Yang Zhao's expression changed slightly, and the purple flame in his palm became even stronger.

"Wow!bmm!bh!" The ice ball disappeared from Yang Zhao's palm in two breaths.

Xiaobai touched Yang Zhao's palm worriedly, and asked softly, "Brother Zhao, are you okay?"

Yang Zhao retracted his right hand, patted Xiaobai's little head, and laughed, "How can this kind of thing be rare for me?"

After a period of scrambling, the monks finally escaped.

However, the monk who wore a defensive magic weapon just now had already turned into an ice sculpture.

Looking at the humanoid ice sculpture in front of him, the monks in the major forces all showed solemn expressions.

Cang Xuan observed it with his divine sense, and sighed lightly: "He is already dead, his soul and the sea of Yuan Divine Consciousness were wiped out at the same time, and even the defensive magic weapon on his body was damaged. ”

"What a terrible ice hockey!" Upon hearing this, the monks' jealousy of this ice hockey deepened a little.

Even the monks who possessed defensive magic weapons were killed without the power to resist, not to mention those monks whose cultivation was not outstanding and who did not have defensive spiritual weapons.

After that, every time they walked, several ice balls would be shot from a certain direction, but the monks had already been vigilant, and they had survived these dangers without danger.

As we continued to go deeper, the ice fog around the blood-colored viscous road became denser and denser, and the visual range of the monks gradually decreased.

Fortunately, the number of pucks that came suddenly began to decrease.

However, the temperature around is getting colder and colder.

If you don't use mana resistance, you'll find more and more frost on your body, until at some point, you'll turn into a lifelike humanoid ice sculpture.

As time passed, the monks could only see a few meters away, and the surrounding qiē was shrouded in hazy snow and mist.

At this time, the ice balls that came from all around seemed to be scattered, and only one or two would be shot every few dozen breaths, and the threat to the monks was not great.

At this moment, a small palace of blood-colored crystals loomed ahead.

Although the view is affected by the snow and mist, the outline of the palace can be seen in the distance.

At the same time, a song with a sense of comfort and tranquility gradually came.

This singing is extremely sweet and seductive. I think the person who sang should be a beautiful woman.

At first, the monks only thought that the song was beautiful, but then they felt that something was wrong.

Hearing this soft and sweet voice, you will be unconsciously attracted and reluctant to continue walking, wanting to stay in such a peaceful and harmonious ice and snow region forever.

Yang Zhao felt that this voice seemed to be able to remove all kinds of negative feelings in your heart, making you unconsciously tired of the grievances and disputes in the world, and you could no longer have any thoughts of killing in your heart.

"What is a qiē for...... Yang Zhao couldn't help but think in his heart.

Ever since he crossed into this world, he has been constantly trying to find ways to enhance his strength.

It's for the ethereal and ethereal eternal immortal path. Is it also for the pinnacle road that trampled on thousands of white bones?

But is this qiē worth it? Yang Zhao couldn't help but doubt the decision he had made.

If you can find a place of peace and harmony. Isn't it a kind of happiness to live with your beloved until you are old?

The singing voice is still so comfortable and soft. It makes people feel like they're letting go.

Among the monks. There are quite a few of them. Including Yang Zhao and Xiaobai, they all stood in place.

A thin layer of frost gradually condensed on their bodies, and there was a look of peace and harmony in their eyes.

"Little junior brother!" Xuan Yuruo suddenly shook Yang Zhao's shoulder with her hand.

Yang Zhao's eyes were clear and bright, and he said calmly: "I miss my home so much." There are endless fields and kind and warm families. I don't like this place full of killings, and I shouldn't be here......"

The frost on his body was thickening, and after a while, it began to condense ice crystals one by one.

"Sober up, if you do this again, you'll die here. Xuan Yuruo said with an eager face.

Then Yang Zhao remembered the scene on his earth, living the life of an otaku, and when he had time, he could play virtual online games, and even had the opportunity to chat with MM on the Internet......

"Brother Zhao, are you okay?" Xiao Bai's voice also came from the concentric knot.

"I'm fine, just a qiē of the tired world. ”

Yang Zhao muttered to himself, and after a while, his entire body had turned into a lifelike ice sculpture.

"Little junior brother!" Xuan Yuruo and the others suddenly recovered from that strange atmosphere, and the ice crystals on the surface of their bodies suddenly flew around.

"You go and save the others!" Chiba said to Tang and a few people.

Xuan Yuruo called by Yang Zhao and Xiaobai's side for a long time, but the two of them didn't react at all.

She stretched out her slender jade hand, and a deep red flame with a few hints of blue began to burn the ice crystals on Yang Zhao's body.

This is the precious Jindan True Fire in the body of a Jindan monk!

But this ice crystal barely showed any signs of melting under the burning of the Jindan True Fire.

"External forces have no effect, only from the inside can break this layer of ice crystals. Luo Yu's voice came from not far away.

Xuan Yuruo withdrew his hand and stared at Yang Zhao who had turned into an ice sculpture, and the other party's handsome and extraordinary face was still clearly displayed in front of him.

"Can you hear me?" Xuan Yuruo called beside him for a long time, but there was no response at all.

"It's a pity......" Xuan Yuruo glanced at Yang Zhao with a complicated expression, and ran to save the others.

After half a pillar of incense, more than a dozen lifelike ice sculptures were left in this ice and snow mist, and those who could walk had already walked towards the palace in the distance.

Among the monks who turned into ice sculptures present, there were Yang Zhao, Nan Ming, and Zuo Lang......

After Xuanyu got the comet hitting the moon, her physique also became extremely special, and she was not even afraid of the ice fog from the outside world, she stood next to Yang Zhao, and she couldn't bear to throw Yang Zhao here like this.

At the same time, Xiaobai's voice also came out of the concentric knot, and the tone was very eager.

"You promised my eldest brother to take care of me...... You once promised that you would protect Xiaobai'......" Xiaobai's faint voice carried a bit of sadness.

Xuan Yuruo saw Xiao Bai saying this, and also called out beside Yang Zhao, "Do you remember the previous promise?"

At this moment, a flat voice came out: "You are so stupid......"

After being silent for a while, Yang Zhao suddenly said: "I have never forgotten my previous promises......"

"That's great, you come out quickly!" Xuan Yuruo's happy voice rippled in the ice mist world.

"Although I am an otaku and I admit that I have some evil in my heart, I am also a man, and I can't forget the promise I once made...... is not only Xiaobai, but also the little senior sister, as well as her own teacher, especially the one who has great expectations for herself...... Have I cultivated the Purple Void Yellow Court True Scripture to the peak...... I haven't completed Lu Xu's Immortal Master's will yet......"

Yang Zhao had some thoughts in his heart, and then stared at the hazy snow and mist outside with his eyes, and a bright spot appeared in his eyes.

"Break!" Yang Zhao shrugged his body, and all the ice crystals around him shattered.

At the same time, a clicking sound sounded, and several clear echoes echoed in this ice and snow domain.

"The singing just now is so weird. Zuo Lang said with palpitations.

Yang Zhao nodded and said, "This thing is just to kill our fighting spirit and confuse our psychology!"

At this moment, three monks suddenly came from the front, and when they saw Yang Zhao and the others, they hurriedly shouted, "I'm sending you, come here." ”

"What's going on?" Yang Zhao was puzzled.

One of the monks, Yang Zhao happened to know, was Ling Feiyang of the Huashan faction, and his current strength had also reached the realm of the late Jindan stage.

He explained, "We're all waiting ahead to open the second level of the trial, and it's just a few of you. ”

"The first level of purgatory road is over?" Yang Zhao's gaze fell on the ice sculptures around him.

"They're all dead. Nan Ming's divine sense swept away, nodded and said.

At this time, an indifferent voice sounded in the ice mist and snow domain: "The first level of the Purgatory Road has ended, you can wait for the second level, the door of life and death after getting your respective rewards!" (to be continued......)