At this moment, a trace of sky blue suddenly appeared in the far ahead, which was a bit eye-catching in the red passage.

His heart was shocked, and a trace of joy came to his heart, but at this moment, the moment his mood waved, the body protection shield outside his body was affected by it, and it suddenly broke under the erosion of the scorching heat, making him fall into a predicament.

With a shake of his body, Jian Wuchen only felt that the sharp wind was carrying the high temperature of burning all things, and the water in his body was drained in a moment, and the invisible flame burned his hair and clothes in a blink of an eye, leaving only the Blood River Battle Armor to protect some important parts.

Standing in the strange invisible Yin Fire Cave, Jian Wuchen screamed, and then the purple-red light on his whole body flourished, and the "Zihua Devouring Sun" Dafa quickly formed a purple-red light shield under the increase of the Blood River Diagram, isolating his body from the outside world.

Stabilizing his body, Jian Wuchen glanced at the exit in front of him, ignoring the pain around him, and rushed forward with all his strength.

At this moment, a blood-colored storm suddenly appeared in the entire tunnel, and it swirled and flew towards Jian Wuchen, blocking his way.

Feeling the danger approaching step by step, Jian Wuchen's face was hideous, his mouth roared like thunder, and the blood in his eyes loomed, causing the Blood River battle armor on his body to also glow with a faint demonic light.

With a thought in his mind, the Heavenly Spirit Divine Sword shot out at his feet, and its dazzling multicolored sword pillar was sandwiched with supreme power, meeting this powerful storm.

Breaking through the sharpest momentum of the blood-colored storm, Jian Wuchen's body reversed upward, and the whole person generated an extremely strong air flow in the high-speed rotation, driving the scorching Gang Qi around him, forming a meteor-like light flame, which suddenly shot into the blood-colored storm.

In the midst of adversity, Jian Wuchen's whole body shook violently, and every time he took a step forward, his body felt great pain, as if some kind of power was being withdrawn from his body, making him feel a sense of life and death.

Feeling clearer and clearer with the passage of time, Jian Wuchen was in anger and despair, but he unexpectedly noticed that the aura of the Blood River Battle Armor on his body was getting weaker and weaker.

Thinking of death, Jian Wuchen was unwilling, countless memories flashed in his mind, and in that scene, the most unforgettable thing was Lu Yun's figure, and the two of them had several confrontations.

With a roar, Jian Wuchen's eyes burst with blood, and the hatred in the depths of his consciousness caused the true yuan in his body to rise rapidly, and the blood river diagram on his body also shone brightly, and in one fell swoop, he stretched out the body protection light shield for several feet, and his body accelerated forward.

With the support of hatred, Jian Wuchen was as powerful as a fierce tiger, and although he was in the hot tunnel, his firm intention broke through many difficulties for him, and finally rushed out of this mysterious tunnel a moment before the blood-colored storm engulfed him.

Gasping for air, Jian Wuchen took a look at his own situation, and found that his hair and clothes were all burnt, his appearance was embarrassed, and at the same time, he also suffered extremely serious internal injuries inside his body, and the consumption of true yuan was extremely great.

Snorted unwillingly, Jian Wuchen adjusted the true yuan in his body to heal, while looking back at the red tunnel, and found that the tunnel gradually disappeared, and finally transformed into a few lines of handwriting: Dao Fire Samadhi, exorcism of demons, Buddha Fire Day, refining the heart and eliminating evil. The evil spirit is full of energy, the Buddha fire is difficult to cross, one thought is born and destroyed, and the Seven Realms are turbulent!

Looking at these lines of words in amazement, Jian Wuchen said to himself: "Dao Fire Samadhi refers to the true fire of Taoist Samadhi, which can drive away demons and demons, and the Buddha Fire Great Day is the Great Sun, which can cultivate the mind and evil thoughts." The evil spirit is full of head, the Buddha fire is difficult to cross, who do these two sentences refer to, do they refer to me? What does that thought refer to when it is born and destroyed, the turmoil of the Seven Realms? ”

After thinking about it for a while, Jian Wuchen couldn't think of any good explanation for a while, so he didn't think about it anymore, turned around and continued to look for the whereabouts of the psychic bird.

In front of him, the space-time tunnel was the same as it had been seen when he first entered, with starlight twinkling all around.

Jian Wuchen searched for the breath of the psychic bird as he advanced, preparing to find its trace.

After experiencing two catastrophes, although they were both saved at the most dangerous times, Jian Wuchen left some shadows in his heart, which made him faintly uneasy in his heart.

Moving along the tunnel, Jian Wuchen flew for a while before coming to a translucent crystal stone wall.

Looking around, there was no way ahead, and there were no other conspicuous things on either side, only this crystal stone wall revealed a bit of mystery.

Flying closer, Jian Wuchen's first feeling was cold, cold and biting cold, which made him feel shocked, and his face showed a little surprise.

At the beginning, I experienced the baptism of Buddha fire, who knew that there was cold ice here, what is hidden in this mysterious Buddha statue, this magical space?

Thinking about it, Jian Wuchen gently stretched out his right hand, and when he imprinted it on the crystal door, an extremely cold aura far beyond his imagination immediately froze his hand on the stone wall, and in the blink of an eye, his whole person turned into an ice sculpture and stood there in a daze.

The body did not move, but Jian Wuchen knew very well in his heart that this terrible cold ice qi actually poured into his body violently, causing the meridians of his whole body to freeze, and the true yuan in his body gradually frozen, and the whole person was completely in trouble.

At the critical juncture, Jian Wuchen concentrated his will to urge the true yuan in his body to resist with all his might, not letting it be swayed by the cold.

At first, the process was extremely difficult, and Jian Wuchen fought against the surging ice qi with a weak force, and was almost defeated by it several times.

However, as his will became more and more firm, the true yuan in his body gradually stabilized the situation under his full urging, and then slowly isolated the invasion of the cold qi, and his body began to recover.

When Jian Wuchen tried his best to control the cold in his body within a certain range, so that his body could move, the crystal stone wall suddenly seemed to be like ice breaking, and when Jian Wuchen was not careful, he plunged into it.

Stabilizing his body, Jian Wuchen glanced around, his expression changed drastically, and there was a vast sea of snow around him, and countless ice peaks stood in all directions.

The ground was covered with three feet of snow, and most of the surface was covered with ice, and although there were no stars and moons, this silvery white piece was dazzling.

Turning around, Jian Wuchen glanced at the way he came, the starlight tunnel was gone, and everything before was like a dream, which made him feel illusory.

Calming down, Jian Wuchen looked at the surrounding situation for a while, and his body slowly flew up, wandering aimlessly in this dream-like world as far as his eyes could see.

Here, the cold air maintains a constant temperature, and its cold is biting, and the cultivation of the sword without dust is a little unbearable.

After flying for a while, Jian Wuchen circled around, and finally his gaze landed on a tall snowy peak.

From a distance, the snow peak is majestic and magnificent, and the highest point is an arc-shaped ice peak, just like a waning moon, flashing a few cold rays from time to time.

With a little curiosity, Jian Wuchen flew down the mountainside of the Snow Peak, looked up at the ice peak with a somewhat peculiar shape, and was a little surprised in his heart.

The peaks of the mountains elsewhere stand upright like spears, but here the ice peaks are like the moon, standing high above this snowy peak, like the ice moon in the ice field world.

With a flash of brilliance, the sword was dustless and the sword was volleyed in the air, and the body came to the ice peak like the waning moon.

Looking at the only strange arc-shaped icicle, Jian Wuchen found that it was different from other ice peaks, other ordinary-sized icicles were transparent, but the icicle in front of him, which was less than a foot in diameter, was bright on the outside and dark on the inside, and there were some impurities hidden in it.

Circling around the thing in front of him, Jian Wuchen paid attention, this arc-shaped ice peak is as tall as a person, similar to a longbow, but it lacks a bowstring.

After staring for a long time, Jian Wuchen looked away and looked around carefully.

Suddenly, a familiar shadow came into view, the blood-like red, which immediately reminded him of the psychic bird.

Joy enveloped him at this moment, and Jian Wuchen reached out to grab the psychic bird when he was excited, intending to get it, but at this moment, the mysterious and uncracked psychic bird turned from thick to faint, and disappeared silently.

Stunned, Jian Wuchen stayed for a while before coming back to his senses, pounced forward to look around, and swung his sword to slash the nearby ice, but unfortunately there was still no trace.

After some hard work, Jian Wuchen gradually calmed down, and said suspiciously: "Why did it suddenly disappear, why did it enter this mysterious space, came here, and then disappeared?" What is hidden and what is implied? ”

After muttering to himself, Jian Wuchen fell silent.

He didn't know how long it had been, but he looked up at the arc-shaped ice peak, and there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

Put away the divine sword, Jian Wuchen's face was cloudy, and after a few struggles, Jian Wuchen slowly stretched out his right hand.

At this moment, after thinking about it for a long time, Jian Wuchen finally grasped the middle of the arc-shaped icicle with his right hand.

The first feeling of icicles is cold, icy and bitingly cold.

The second feeling is pain, a pain that splits the heart and lungs.

The third feeling is fear, a fear of the separation of the soul.

At that moment, Jian Wuchen opened his mouth and shouted wildly, wanting to vent the fear and pain in his heart, but he was surprised to find that his open mouth did not have the slightest sound, as if everything was under the control of some kind of force, and it was impossible for him to do so.

The Xuan Ice Qi froze his meridians, sealed his True Yuan, and the piercing pain disturbed his nerves, making it impossible for people to concentrate.

If this is uncomfortable enough, the third feeling of soul separation is even more frightening.

In Jian Wuchen's heart, the moment his hand held the icicle, the cold trapped him, followed by a stinging pain, a tingling pain in the meridians and muscles of the whole body, and then a terrible power that drained his soul, devouring his soul and eating away at his will, making him gradually go to the darkness and the end of his life.

At the moment of life and death, fear fills my heart.

However, in addition to fear, Jian Wuchen also had unwillingness and anger in his heart.

Thinking of everything in the past, he was full of hatred, and when he thought of his actions at this time, he regretted it too much, and the anger in his heart was rolling, and it began to rise and fall regularly as his resentment deepened.