The white-clothed monk in the ice was pale, a wisp of ink hair fluttered in front of his heart, his eyes opened, his eyes showed a look of surprise, and his hands remained in a sealed posture.

Three sparkling and shiny things that looked like huge snowflakes surrounded him, but they were all sealed in this ten thousand years of ice.

Only the white-clothed monk's chest had a pale blue ancient light, which was an ancient jade.

"Han senior!" When Amu saw it, he hurriedly rushed over.

Within the 10,000-year-old Xuan Bing, it was none other than the former Sect Master of the Northern Han Sect, Han Qianli.

In any case, Amu didn't expect that Han Qianli's body was actually sealed here.

"Senior!" Amu moved forward, but he was just three feet away from the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing.

Around the ice, there was a sudden white light. A wave of vigorous force suddenly bounced Amu away.

"Hmm?" Amu was startled, and suddenly retreated a few feet, and that force disappeared naturally.

"What is this?" Amu stood there, a little stunned.

At this time, it turned out that around each Xuan Ice Seal, countless silver tadpole-like runes were flashing.

"People and ghosts have different paths, yin and yang are separated!"

Eight silver ancient seal characters floated around the Xuan Bing. Brilliant and eye-catching.

"People and ghosts have different paths, yin and yang are separated!"

Amu squinted his eyes and looked at the eight silver words. It turned out to be an extremely bizarre forbidden picture. Even if Amu's forbidden picture is cultivated, he can't see the slightest clue.

And none of the runes that constituted the forbidden map, Amu didn't know any of them. However, these runes were very similar to the runes in the white cave on the Silver Moon Island in the Arctic Immortal Sea.

There is not only Xuan Bing, but also the strange formation under the runes.

Amu drew in the void with both hands, and even variables of several sigils formed three or four forbidden maps, but they couldn't break the prohibition around the Xuanbing.

With a flick of one hand, black rattan flew out.

"Bang-" There was a muffled sound, and the black rattan was directly bounced away.

"What a powerful forbidden picture!" Amu frowned.

In fact, at this time, Amu can also summon the Battle Spirit Ancient Lantern to give it a try, but the body of Han Qianli is sealed in the Ten Thousand Years Xuan Ice. Amu threw a mouse taboo and didn't dare to completely break it with force.

Moreover, at this time, he had thousands of doubts in his heart.

How could the body of the cold predecessor be sealed here? With the cultivation of the original cold Qianli, it was impossible to enter hell at all. Moreover, Meng Soul was sitting at the gate of hell, but he had never seen Han Qianli.

Even if he entered this cave, who sealed Han Qianli? And judging from the posture in which Han Qianli was sealed, it must have been a very sudden situation at that time.

If you look at it from the perspective of time, it is very likely that Han Qianli came here after Master Wang Jue.

Maybe Senior Han went to hell to find Master, and what did Master Wang Jue come here for?

Now the three people that Amu came to Heishui to find, Han Qianli and Wang Jue all have news, only Yu'er does not know where to go. According to Meng Soul's words, Wang Jue came to the gate of hell alone.

So where did Yu'er go?

Amu stood in the cave, his heart at a loss.

Staring at the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing for a long time, until Amu felt slightly colder. Amu only bowed respectfully to the cold Qianli sealed in the Xuan Ice three times.

He knew that Han Qianli had not yet extinguished his soul, and the magical ancient jade in his heart had always guarded him. Now the soul of Han Qianli is completely imprisoned on Huangquan Road.

However, Amu has no way to crack it now, so he can only watch Han Qianli still be sealed inside for the time being.

Packing up his mood, Amu looked around.

There are a lot of green frosts hanging on the four walls of this cave, and with a wave of Amu's hand, these green frosts fall one after another.

It turned out that these green frosts were the same as the frost on the stone wall of the Fang Cai Passage, not only by the cold air of the 10,000-year-old ice, but most of them were caused by the ice spells of the Northern Han Sect.

Back then, there must have been a big battle here.

"Soul intent?" When those green frosts fell one after another, Amu could sense that there was actually a trace of soul intent contained in this frost.

The soul-level spell of the Northern Han Sect? Amu's heart was shocked again.

Back then, Han Qianli's cultivation was the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Saint's initial level, and he must not cast a soul-level Northern Han Sect technique. And now, this soul will not be dissipated for forty years, which is enough to show the strength of the original caster.

Han Qianli was sealed in the Xuan Ice, and Amu didn't feel his cultivation at all. Is it because the cultivation of the predecessors of the cold has increased greatly, or is there someone else who has performed the art of the Northern Cold?

At this time, the frost fell off, and there was a huge continuous painting on the wall.

On the huge painting, the palace is continuous and splendid, and one of the high-rise buildings is even higher to the sky.

"All Saints' Palace, Cangwu Tower!" At first glance, Amu saw that those murals were nothing else, but a full picture of the All Saints' Palace.

"Huh?" However, looking at this picture intently, Amu always felt that something was different.

This doesn't seem to be the full picture of the Halloween Palace, Amu frowned slightly. The palace on this mural has an inexplicable momentum, which is not possessed by the Ten Thousand Saints Palace of the Immortal Ghost Sect. Moreover, the scale of the palace on this mural seems to be far greater than that of the Ten Thousand Saints Temple of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

If the palace on the mural is real, then the Ten Thousand Saints Palace of the Immortal Ghost Sect is just a model. It has nothing to show for it, but not for its gods.

The most important thing is that Amu suddenly discovers that in the void of the mural, there is a strange pattern of the sun.

The sun hung in the void, but it was black and white. Half light, half dark. It was definitely not the sun on the Sea Desolation Divine State.

Moreover, the background of the mural was not the Netherworld Mountain, but the vast black mist. Between the black mist, there were actually several black giant birds suspended in the air.

The giant bird resembles an eagle, with its wings stretched out to cover the sky and the sun, and the thing in its mouth that looks like a small worm. If you look closely, it is actually a small silver dragon with teeth and claws.

Cover the sky and eat the dragon!

Such a picture, such a giant bird, is so shocking.

The Ten Thousand Saints Palace of the Immortal Ghost Sect, if it stands above the black water, is also magnificent and magnificent. However, the real Palace of All Saints is not as imposing as the palace on this mural.

Where is that?

On the day of yin and yang, could it be that it is another time and space different from the sea wilderness divine state.

From this point of view, the monks who once practiced in this cave may not be the monks in the Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture. And the Ten Thousand Saints Palace of the Immortal Ghost Sect is just a replica of this palace.

The word Three Realms suddenly popped into Amu's mind.

The Three Realms, the Three Realms, everybody says so. But what exactly are the Three Realms, this is a question that Amu almost never thinks deeply.

Outside the boundaries of the Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture, what is it? Amu naturally couldn't tell.

However, the question flashed in Amu's mind, because it was perhaps too far away.

Right now, Amu is thinking about how to save Han Qianli, and where to find his master and Yu'er.

Looking around the walls again, it is completely enclosed.

There are no more exits and roads, Amu frowned, this is impossible.

How could this be the result of going to hell after all the hardships? In the entire hell, it is impossible to seal a cold predecessor just for the sake of sealing it.

In the entire cave, the ten thousand years of cold ice sealed the power of those monks, and once again surrounded the surroundings, except for the huge painting, there was nothing else. There is only one exit when Amu comes.

Empty, Amu spread out his demonic sense, and at the same time released the Ancient Desolate Demon Sutra. The Ugin-like scriptures echoed in the cave, but nothing changed, and there was no illusion here.

Just when Amu was confused, suddenly, he saw the cave wall on the east side trembling slightly.

Those were the two gates of the palace on the fresco.

"Boom-boom-"

The mural suddenly opened to the sides.

In an instant, the cold wind howled and the cold air dispersed. Several ice dragons roared out and headed straight for Amu.

As soon as the ice dragon came out, the temperature in the entire cave dropped suddenly, and everything was about to freeze almost instantly.

You can imagine what kind of cold air this is! Even if Ah Mu had an ancient wood rosary on his head and an immortal bone demon body, he couldn't help but shudder.

Moreover, Amu could feel that a biting chill came from the center of the earth, rushing directly to his legs.

Frozen, but for a moment, Amu's legs were already unconscious, and he was imprisoned in place.

It's not good, Amu secretly screamed in his heart, there is such a domineering cold air here.

However, as soon as Amu was about to perform the spell, the seal in his hand had already been formed. But the several Ice Dragons had already arrived, and Amu didn't even see it clearly, and they didn't give Amu a chance to react at all.

"Click-click-"

Wrapped in clusters, sealed by Xuanxue, those ice dragons acted directly on Amu's body.

Together with the ancient wood rosary, Amu was directly sealed in the Xuan Ice like a thousand miles of cold.

Inside Zaijian's open door, the fog was thick and black and white, flickering incessantly. Inside the door must be a very strange space.

However, Amu was completely sealed in the Xuan Ice at this time, without the slightest consciousness.

At this moment, I saw a string of sigils suddenly fly out of the door, some of them were black, and some were shining silver.

Then, those runes continued to assemble and deduce themselves before sealing Amu's Xuan Bing.

It was a very strange scene, because there were no monks manipulating the sigils at this time. Completely only these sigils are self-deducing.

This seems to be a very special forbidden image, or some other forbidden method.

Gradually, the sigil arrangement took shape.

In the void, it is faintly visible that "people and ghosts have different paths" are formed, and the words "Yin and Yang are forever separated" may be deduced soon.

If all these eight words are formed and fallen, then Amu is afraid that he will be sealed in the cold ice forever like a thousand miles of cold.

But just when the words "Yin and Yang are forever separated" were about to take shape, suddenly, the Wanzai Xuanbing that sealed Amu began to shake incessantly.

Zaijian, who was sealed in the Xuan Bing, at the center of Amu's eyebrows, a little red light gradually dispersed.

It was the divine glow of the Ancient Lamp of the Battle Spirit.

A little lamp oil can turn a river of blood.

Wow -

At the center of the eyebrows, the red lights scattered. Zaijian's 10,000-year-old Xuan Ice disintegrated directly from within.

Click-

The sound of ice cracking sounded, and the broken lines spread like spider webs.

Boom -

Seeing the abbot Yu's Xuan Bing, he dispersed violently.