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Chen Yang glanced at it coldly, then let go of the long purple tongue in his hand, and his body shook, floated down, and fell next to the corpse of the ghost frog, and looked at it again. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!)

This kind of ghost creature's ability to sneak up and hide is quite wonderful, if it weren't for the slight signs revealed during the attack, Chen Yang wouldn't have noticed it at all, and a few feet away from his feet, there was actually a ghost frog hidden.

With the strength of his divine sense, he is still unbearable, and he is called a monk with poor divine sense, and he is afraid that he will not even have time to react, and he will already fall on the spot.

The world of cultivating immortals is really full of wonders, Chen Yang couldn't help but be amazed, and at the same time secretly warned himself that he must be more cautious in his actions in the future.

Touching his chin and looking at it, Chen Yang suddenly smiled slightly, beckoned, and the Blazing Sun Sword screamed, slashing towards the long purple tongue.

A sword was slashed, and under the red light, there was a soft bang, and the sword body bounced up a few feet, but the long purple tongue was only cut in half.

Chen Yang couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

The power of the Blazing Sun Sword, he knew very well, as the magic weapon that had followed him for the longest time, the natal magic weapon had not been refined, so he had invested a lot of effort in this treasure, and he couldn't cut off this strange tongue at once.

And he clearly sensed the huge power contained in the Blazing Sun Sword, and the smooth surface of the long purple tongue was somehow removed most of it at once, and only a small half of the blow was really on the purple tongue, otherwise it would never be like this.

"It looks good, it should be a good material for refining whip magic weapons. Even if you don't use it, you can get a lot of spirit stones by selling it. Chen Yang looked at the purple long tongue. A few whispers.

Immediately, he commanded the Blazing Sun Sword and slashed at the corpse of the ghost frog. Removing it into eight pieces, the long purple tongue was finally taken out completely.

Carrying the purple tongue and waving it a few times, Chen Yang nodded with satisfaction, put it away in the storage bag, and then he took off into the air and continued to move forward.

......

An hour later, Chen Yang was floating in mid-air, the blazing sun sword above his head humming. One after another, the red rays shot out criss-crossed, fighting with more than a dozen centipede-like ghosts on the ground.

Suddenly, there was a slight tremor on the ground, followed by one rumbling sound after another, coming from a distance, as the distance kept approaching. It became deafening, and there was a faint sound of the tide in it.

Hearing this sound, these centipede ghosts, who were originally not afraid of death and were fighting endlessly with Chen Yang, disregarded the Dao Dao sword qi cut off above their heads, and suddenly scattered in all directions. Drilled towards the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When Chen Yang saw this, he didn't know that something quite powerful had come to make the ghost thing who only relied on instinct so afraid. After thinking about it, he guessed it.

"Cold Wave!"

Chen Yang muttered to himself. Immediately, they flew away from the cold wave. The rumbling sound behind him followed, and it seemed to be a line faster than the degree of his flight.

His eyes twinkled as he fled, and he turned his head to look back.

I saw a strange black wind blowing a little farther behind me.

The black wind whined in bursts of wind, and it couldn't be seen at a glance, like a city wall, blowing overwhelmingly, and where these black winds passed, the sand and rocks were flying, and the water vapor in the air was instantly condensed, turned into a little black crystal, and fell, and the ground would be covered with a thin layer of black frost in a blink of an eye, which looked extremely cold.

In this way, Chen Yang and Hei Feng fled and chased after each other, and flew two or three hundred miles away.

Just when Hei Feng chased after him just a few feet away, and Chen Yang could already feel a faint chill, Hei Feng suddenly paused and stopped rushing forward.

A small stream of black wind rushed out, then collapsed and disappeared, as if an invisible force restrained the wind, and a conspicuous dividing line appeared on the ground.

As soon as the light stopped, Chen Yang stopped his figure, turned to look at the strange scene in front of him, and while admiring, his eyes flashed with eagerness.

When he first heard the cold wave, he immediately thought of refining his body with the power of the cold wave, but the time spent in the forbidden land was limited, and the explosion of the cold wave was irregular, so he just thought about it for a while.

But now that he has encountered a cold wave, he doesn't want to let it go, after all, he has a deep understanding of the difficulty of cultivating the Xuanming True Yang Gong, so he doesn't want to miss the method that can make his physical body strong.

As for getting out of the scope of the cold wave first, it was entirely out of his habitual caution. After all, how powerful the cold wave is, he just heard the purple-robed man say, what the truth is, I don't know at all, it's better to be safe first.

Chen Yang groaned slightly, the mana on his body suddenly converged, and he strode towards the cold wave a few feet away, looking like he planned to resist the power of the cold wave with his physical body alone.

It's not that Chen Yang is big, he doesn't use mana, he completely resists with **, introduces the extremely cold qi into the body, and repeatedly tempers the skin and flesh to achieve the best quenching effect.

And he thought to himself that the cultivation of the Xuanming True Yang Gong was small, ** powerful, not slightly worse than the demon clan of the same level, even if the power of the cold wave was great, it was impossible for him to resist at all, enough to let him escape from the range of the cold wave.

Since he had a certain degree of certainty in his heart, Chen Yang simply went straight into the cold tide for hundreds of zhang before he stopped, letting the extremely cold air wash over his body, and silently sensing something.

After a moment, he shook his head in disappointment and continued to walk towards the depths of the cold wave.

One mile, two miles,...... In the blink of an eye, Chen Yang went deep into the cold wave for twenty or thirty miles.

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Yang's mouth, the power of the cold wave here can be used to refine the body.

He followed the method of Xuanming True Yang Gong, silently pulled the cold qi around his body, and added it to his body.

"The cold wave seems to be much more powerful than the purple-robed man's introduction, this is still on the edge of the cold wave, it can already be used to temper the body, and the cold qi in the center must be much more powerful. It seems that in order to lure Sanxiu to this forbidden place, what he said that day was deliberately said that the danger of this place was three points smaller. I don't know what the materials in this forbidden place are of special use, which makes Blue Horn Island a little unscrupulous. ”

As soon as the cold qi entered the body, bursts of sharp pain like a blunt knife cutting flesh came out, and in order to alleviate the severe pain of the cold qi entering the body, Chen Yang began to think indiscriminately.

Suddenly, he thought of the cold flame and the cold flame, the cold flame is called fire, which is actually an extremely cold flame, and he should be able to use the cold here to cultivate.

Just do it, Chen Yang's robe sleeves flicked, and the glow flashed on the side, and the spirit devouring mouse appeared on the ground.

Speaking of which, when he had just entered the forbidden land and was now limited in his divine sense, Chen Yang wanted to release the Spirit Devouring Rat, trying to take advantage of the beast's ability to find spiritual energy to see if he could help a little.

The Spirit Devouring Rat seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with the yin environment here, and hid in the spirit beast bag and refused to come out.

Chen Yang couldn't bear to be forced to persecute him, so he simply gave up. But now is not the time to pity this beast, not to mention that since this beast has newly acquired the natural power of cold flame and ghostly fire, these cold qi should be no big problem for it.

Sure enough, after the Spirit Devouring Rat came out, it looked satisfied, and immediately jumped up and down.

Then, under Chen Yang's order, the beast's mouth opened, and a pale flame suddenly appeared, flying lightly into the air, and jumping up and down.

With each beat, there will be bursts of suction, inhaling a few wisps of cold air into it. And this flame actually increased a little more with the degree of discernible to the naked eye.

Seeing that the idea was right, Chen Yang was overjoyed in his heart, and when he opened his mouth, a green flame erupted.

His dantian Xuanhuo had devoured part of the Cold Flame Ghost Fire, so it had some characteristics of this fire, so he might as well give it a try.

With both hands, he pointed at the green flame in front of him, and the flame jumped suddenly, dripping and turning, the color was blurred for a while, and in the blink of an eye, it turned pale, condensed into a demonic fire, and swallowed the same cold air.

In this way, Chen Yang smiled with satisfaction, sat cross-legged on the ground, and cultivated silently.

Under the cover of the dense cold fog, the figures of a man and a beast disappeared, and only a crisp sound like bones bursting and a painful snort from time to time could be faintly heard from the cold fog.

Two hours later, the rumbling sound behind him came out again, and the black strange wind seemed to be ebbing, wrapped in boundless cold, rolling back from behind him, and shrank towards the depths of the forbidden land without stopping.

This cold wave came and went quickly, and disappeared in Chen Yang's sight in an instant.

Chen Yang stood up silently, his body shook, and there was a burst of thunderous explosions in his body, although it was only two hours, but the quenching effect was good, and his Xuanming True Yang Gong also broke through a small bottleneck.

Looking at the direction of the cold tide receding with flickering eyes, Chen Yang stood quietly for a while, as if thinking about something, and then he turned around and left without stopping.

pinched his fingers and calculated slightly, nearly half of the half month has passed.

Although he collected a lot of materials and made a breakthrough in refining his body with the help of the power of the cold wave, one of the purposes of this trip, the illusory ghost, was not traced at all.

He couldn't help but be a little anxious, but he also knew that with the size of the forbidden land, if he wanted to bump into the virtual ghost, he could only rely on luck, so he forcibly suppressed his anxious feelings and continued to wander around in the forbidden land.

......

In front of a dirt mountain, Chen Yang shook the spiritual mirror in his hand expressionlessly, and a pillar of light shot out, instantly fixing a humanoid demon a few feet away, and then with one hand, the Blazing Sun Sword circled, and from then on, the demon ghost's neck swept by.

A line of blood suddenly appeared, and the ghostly fire in the eyes of the demon and ghost was immediately extinguished, and then the head rolled down from the neck, and the bones rolled out of the ground.

Chen Yang didn't look at the demon ghost who couldn't stand upright, flipped it with one hand, and a jade box appeared, picked off the nearby spirit grass and put it away, and then raised his leg and walked forward.

At this moment, his face changed slightly, and he heard a sound of footsteps. He didn't want to make contact with the people who came, so he immediately quickened his pace.