"Since you don't know what to do, then this seat has to fulfill you, the yin demon is cold and evil!"

The cruelty in Pang Tuli's eyes appeared, he snorted in his mouth, pinched the trick with one hand, and the rhythm of his fingers disappeared quickly, and suddenly he saw a pinch of black mist swirling out from the tips of his index fingers, and instantly turned into countless thorny blades and rolled towards Wang Mo.

"Not good!"

It was too late to withdraw the golden cone, Wang Mo secretly exclaimed in his heart.

The temperature of the originally slightly cold space plummeted, and the cold that penetrated into the bone marrow made Wang Mo shiver involuntarily, seeing that the demonic wind was menacing, he didn't dare to make a hard connection, and his waist turned hard like a spinning top.

The demon wind came too fast, and it was too late to dodge, and with a flick of his wrist, the heavy sword danced rapidly, turning into countless blue and gold light and shadow, and the yin demon wind roared, instantly wrapping it, forming a blue-black ice egg.

The golden cone, which was originally entangled with the black mist emitted by Pang Tuli, seemed to have lost its support, and fell to the ground with a clang, and the brilliant brilliance gradually faded.

"Hmph! I actually forced the demon to use my natal demonic energy, and now it will take some more time to cultivate, enjoy it, quack!" He stared at the ice egg hatefully, his hideous color was revealed, and as soon as he shook the black statue in his hand, Pang Tuli slowly closed his eyes and breathed.

And the aura around his body, because after using that secret method, plummeted, and he obviously suffered a lot.

......

"It's cold, it's hot!

Wang Mo only felt cold all over his body, not the kind of cold that froze to the bone marrow, but deep into the soul, and there was no place on his body that was not cold, and there seemed to be countless ice blades cutting his body.

Even he could hear the traces of ice slag spreading in his body, gradually covering his body completely, his face was covered with cyan ice slag, and his lips were purple and black.

And this pain does not gradually disappear with being frozen, but comes from the depths of the soul, and the feeling of tearing pain intensifies.

Wang Mo wanted to fall asleep, but the pain still tore at him, making him extremely awake and having to endure this pain for the rest of his life.

If you want to yell and vent to relieve it, but your whole body is covered in ice, where can you still move?

As time passed, seeing that Wang Mo's breath was getting weaker and weaker, just when the fire of his soul was about to be frozen out, a light purple mist quietly dispersed from his sea of knowledge.

With the appearance of the purple mist, as if it had brought infinite power, the soul fire that Wang Mo was about to extinguish seemed to have vitality and gradually woke up!

The ice on Wang Mo's body seemed to have lost that kind of cold, slowly dissolved, and the purple mist seemed to have retreated, gradually disappearing without a trace.

"Oh!"

With a low groan, Wang Mo slowly opened his eyes, and the heavy mind of the gangster seemed to be about to fall asleep again at any time, but then he was awakened by a burst of coldness.

After seeing the situation in front of him, Wang Mo's heart sank, his thoughts were spinning, feeling a drop of ice water flowing, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Fight!"

The originally frozen divine consciousness seemed to have a trace of vitality at this time, and slowly sank into the dantian, running the "Open Source Heavenly Scripture", and with the gathering of a trace of energy, the body finally had a feeling.

Such a short period of cultivation made Wang Mo's mind drowsy, obviously because his divine sense was overconsumed, but at this time, he couldn't slack off in the slightest, and took advantage of the recovery of his body consciousness to hurriedly mobilize the little water qi that was stored in the five organs and kidneys.

As the aura of the dark water slowly overflowed from his kidneys, Wang Mo felt that his body consciousness was rapidly recovering.

"There's a play!" With a slightly happy face, Wang Mo increased his efforts to run the exercises with all his might.

When the qi of the dark water merged into the meridians, it converged with the exercises of the "Open Source Heavenly Scripture", and after a few weeks of operation, the whole body finally regained consciousness.

But at this time, the most important thing is to break through the ice, Wang Mo seemed to have a plan, his mouth opened slightly, and a ball of blue and blue water breath was spit out, slowly drifting away and attaching to the surface of the ice.

As soon as the aura of the dark water appeared, the ice that had originally melted a trace of it suddenly froze it, and there was a tendency to freeze Wang Mo again.

"Drink!"

Seeing this situation, of course Wang Mo would not watch himself being sealed again, and with a low cry in his mouth, he spit out several clouds of ghostly water in succession.

And with the addition of these dark water qi, the originally frozen place gradually began to melt, and the original ice even had a tendency to assimilate.

As the exercises worked, the fog in the ice began to increase gradually, and turned into two fog dragons shuttling through Wang Mo's mouth and nose.

The piercing pain came again, and even the originally recovered meridians even showed signs of being frozen again, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

As the exercises continued to operate, their meridians gradually adapted to the coldness, and as Wang Mo's breathing fluctuated, the ice began to melt faster and faster.

Finally, Wang Mo's kidneys formed a drop of ice-blue water bottom-the breath of secluded water.

At this point, the "Five Elements Refining Body True Gang" finally gathered two breaths, completely relieving the troubles caused by the Pure Gold Breath, but at this time, he had to endure the cold caused by the Breath of the Dark Water.

But this cold is insignificant compared to the sore spot that was frozen before.

Moreover, the condensation of this breath of dark water is formed by the condensation of this alien cold evil, and I am afraid that it will be even more powerful in the future!

......

"Huh?" Pang Tu, shrouded in black mist, suddenly looked surprised, at this time he was at a critical moment, as long as he was given enough time, he could get out of the predicament, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding in his heart.

When he reached a realm like him, this feeling had always been effective, and although this feeling had no reason, it still made him involuntarily stop cultivating.

"How can there be such a feeling, this place is secret and abnormal, it was sealed by that junior at the beginning, but there are only a few people over the years, and all threats have been eliminated by this demon, is it..." As if remembering something, Pang Tuli suddenly looked up, and saw that the original blue-black ice egg had turned blue and white at this time.

"Not good!" Looking at the blue-white ice egg, or rather the vague figure in the ice cover, the look of anger in Ponturi's eyes flickered.

In this case, he still doesn't know where he is, although he doesn't know how Wang Mo did it, and dissolved the secret method that he used the support of natal demonic qi to excite, but if he can do it like this, after he gets out of trouble, he will definitely not give up with himself.

And at this time, he used his natal demonic energy

Just when Pang Tuli gritted his teeth and thought about countermeasures, he heard a clicking sound in his ears, and when he looked up, he saw that Wang Mo, who was originally sealed, had already escaped from the predicament.

His eyes were slightly closed, as if he hadn't awakened yet.

"That's it, freedom is the most important thing, this kid is still the devil's when he dies!" Pang Tuli's eyes showed a fierce light, gritted his teeth fiercely, and reluctantly glanced at the statue in his hand, as if he didn't want to leave his hand for a moment, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, enveloping the entire statue, and a trace of red thread suddenly appeared.

Looking at these silk threads, his hands suddenly pulled, and his arms were raised, and he threw them towards Wang Mo.

And with the tearing of the silk thread, the originally weak breath of Panturi became even weaker, which shows that the consumption is not small.

The statue flipped a few times and fell to the top of Wang Mo's head, without any support, floating above Wang Mo's head out of thin air.

"Hehe, the demon had worked hard to snatch this thing out, although he didn't figure out what it was, but its own bloodthirsty nature remained the same, boy, just enjoy it!" Seeing the statue fall on top of Wang Mo's head, Pang Tuli sneered, as if he was looking forward to Wang Mo's fate.

The original blurry image of the black statue shook suddenly, and a trace of strange red threads floated out, like tentacles, gently probing around.

When it touched Wang Mo's body, the red thread shook violently, as if a living creature was excited, and suddenly turned into a sharp arrow and shot at Wang Mo.

At this time, Wang Mo slowly opened his eyes, and before he could see the situation in front of him, he felt a tightness all over his body, and his whole body ached.

The cultivation he had just recovered showed signs of receding as the soreness appeared, Wang Mo couldn't help but be horrified, and hurriedly mobilized the true yuan in his body to confront these red threads.

Turning his head, he saw Pang Tuli looking at him with a strange face, and knew that he was a troublemaker, but at this time, it could be said that it was frosty, and where did he have time to pay attention to him.

But with the operation of the exercises, the power of the extraction became more and more powerful, and there was a posture of not giving up without draining him.

Seeing that his originally ruddy skin and still strong body were gradually drying up, Wang Mo gradually felt desperate, and a faint purple mist floated out around him.

"Snort!"

When the red silk thread appeared in the purple mist, it was like an electric shock, and it quickly dissolved, just like encountering heaven and earth and hurriedly closing it.

But this time, the purple mist did not retreat as before, but directly found the black statue of the source of the silk thread.

The black light on the surface of the statue flashed, and it floated upwards as if avoiding natural enemies, but the purple mist was willing to let go, and it was wrapped in a flash.

Seeing that it could not escape, the statue began to struggle frantically, hoping to be able to break free from the purple mist, and the red silk thread that had been put away before spread out all over the sky.

"No!" Looking at what was happening in front of him, Ponturi couldn't figure out why the hidden treasure that he had been unable to explore for countless years had changed so much, thinking that his bloodthirsty instinct could help him get rid of the great enemy, but he didn't want the red thread emitted by the statue in the struggle to cut and destroy everything around him.

Although the statue was wrapped in purple mist, in its struggle, there were still countless red threads penetrating the package, except for Wang Mo, who was protected by the purple mist and was not harmed.

Wang Mo only felt a lightness on his body, and he staggered to the sky in a dizzy state, although he was weak, he still clearly looked at everything that happened in front of him.

The strange statue, the purple mist in his memory, the torn and destroyed Ponturi, all of this happened right in front of his eyes.

The battle between the two did not last long, and the black statue was finally defeated by the purple mist, and the red silk gradually dissipated, revealing its inner body.

The purple mist seemed to have lost its strength, gradually fading, and there was no trace of it in sight.