Although Xu Fan had heard of the name of this cold pure when he was in the white crescent moon and was trained by the old immortal, he had never heard of the specific use method.

That's right, even in the book that records Hancui's name, there is no record......

Therefore, Xu Fan had no choice but to use this stupid method to directly introduce the ice qi into his body, and then slowly refine it.

If there were masters above the Dao Mirror who saw Xu Fan's appearance at this moment, they would definitely be surprised.

Xu Fan was wrapped in a thick layer of ice at the moment, like an ice sculpture, and his body was completely out of breath.

Xu Fan's situation is a typical overdose!

This kind of thing is priceless for a big man like the Duke and Marquis in the dark forces, which shows the prosperity of the energy it contains!

Xu Fan's current strength in the middle stage of the Dao Mirror is only a trace of it into his body, which is enough for Xu Fan to cultivate for a long time, but because Xu Fan is pressed for time, regardless of the stinging pain of the cold ice qi in his body, he forcibly introduces the cold ice qi into his body continuously, so it leads to this picture.

In the room, on the ice and snow, on the bed, an ice sculpture came to life.

At this moment, Xu Fan was completely lifeless as if he was dead, but if he looked carefully at the ice sculpture, he could see Xu Fan's face slightly distorted by pain, full of madness.

Xia Xiaodie is Xu Fan's life!

In order to save Xia Xiaodie from the clutches of the Huang family, Xu Fan is willing to fight for his life!

After Xu Fan experienced an epiphany and felt the terrifying energy contained in the Seven Treasure Relic, Xu Fan had clearly felt that his current strength, if he wanted to bring Xia Xiaodie out of the Huang family safe and sound, this strength was far from enough!

Although he has the hole card of the trap warrior, if Xu Fan himself is not strong, he will also be killed by the people of the Huang family in one move!

That's why Xu Fan is so hysterical and so desperate!

For the sake of your beloved, either become stronger! Or, die!

In the ice sculpture, a trace of determination flashed on Xu Fan's face covered with madness.

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Known as the crossroads of the world, New York City has a glamorous side that the United States is proud of, but behind the scenes, there is also an unknown dirty.

Light and darkness, glossy and dirty, for thousands of years, have always been entangled and grown wildly in an incomparably wild way......

At night, in a bar with dim lights and heavy metal music, the party begins.

A young man dressed in denim and dressed in fancy clothes, and a group of women who twisted their waists like silver snakes crazily, were hugging each other to the rhythm of heavy metal music, their sharp fangs were deeply inserted into each other's necks, greedily sucking each other's blood, and painful and distorted pleasure appeared on their pale faces!

In the depths of the bar, a young man with an exaggerated top hat and dressed like a medieval aristocrat was lazily leaning back on the sofa, looking at the crazy scene in front of him, squinting slightly, as if enjoying some unknown pleasure.

Suddenly, the door of the bar was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a suit walked in at this time, and the extremely terrifying scene in front of him was not for the middle-aged man dressed as a businessman to pause, and the middle-aged man walked quickly to the side of the aristocratic young man and bent down.

The look on the aristocratic young man's face at this moment, as if he had been distracted, lazily asked the middle-aged man, "What's the matter?"

The middle-aged man's expression was extremely solemn at this moment, "Lord Baron As, Lord Duke's order, a cultivator from the East, has arrived at the St. Tienne Hotel in Chinatown in New City, Lord Duke orders you, immediately attack and kill him!"

When the aristocratic young man heard the word duke, his casual face finally had a bit of solemnity, and he said coldly to the middle-aged man at this time, "You know, I hate to divide the words into two paragraphs the most, what other instructions does the duke have, finish it in one breath!"

Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man's expression was tense at this moment, and he paused word by word, as if he was afraid of missing a word, and said, "Lord Duke said that he sensed the breath of a Holy See missionary, but this energy is exceptionally pure, Lord Duke orders you to investigate it clearly and report it quickly!"

"Those guys, how did they get here?"

The face of the aristocratic young man finally flashed with a hint of anger at this moment, "The energy is extraordinarily pure, that is to say, the other party is at least the existence of the Great Sect Master?

"If it was a figure of the level of a great sect leader who descended on the Western world, then the Duke should have sensed it, so the Lord Duke asked you to immediately investigate this matter......

Although the middle-aged man was deeply bent, there was not the slightest fear on his face.

Baron As's temperament is already familiar to middle-aged people, although he is cynical on weekdays, but at this critical juncture, Baron Ace will definitely not come nonsense.

The fact that such an extremely important city as New City is all under the control of Baron Ace alone is enough to see the horror of his ability.

"yes, I see. ”

Baron Ace waved his hand, and the middle-aged man bowed again and turned to leave.

Pushing open the door, the middle-aged man jumped, instantly turned into a bat, flashed his wings as black as ink, cut through the night sky like ink, and flew into the distance.

In the bar, Baron As's face was gloomy and uncertain.

The bar, which was still extremely lively and noisy, fell into an eerie silence with the silence of Baron As.

A group of extremely crazy men and women, but at this time they stood respectfully in place, silently bowing their heads, and did not even dare to gasp.

In the air, there seems to be an invisible but huge terrifying, overwhelming momentum, like a beast with cold eyes that chooses people to devour, which makes people palpitate.

Finally, the gloomy look on Baron As's face slowly dissolved, and now he once again took on the cynical look he had before.

"The cultivators of the East, the people of the Holy See, at this time, came to New City?"

"Interesting ......"

With the smile on Baron As's face, the whole bar once again returned to its previous hustle and bustle, and the low heavy metal music, as if beating on a person's heart, thumped with a certain rhythm.

In this noisy bar, there was a group of men and women who had no talent at this time, and at this moment only Baron Ace was left, gently shaking the goblet in his hand, and the blood-like liquid rose and fell slightly in the cup.

(End of chapter)