Invincible Conqueror

Huang Xiaolong went out of the temple of Xumi, summoned Qin Yang and Li Fei, and told them that he was going out for a few days, and asked them to stay in the courtyard and wait for him to return.

Afterwards, Huang Xiaolong ordered some things to the four people, so he sacrificed the Mount Xumi, and controlled the Mount Xumi out of the city of the gods and came to Duanhu Mountain.

Controlling the flight of Mount Sumi, Huang Xiaolong didn't worry that Zhao Chen would find his whereabouts.

Before long, Huang Xiaolong came to Broken Tiger Mountain again and stood on the top of Broken Tiger Mountain Rift Valley.

When he came to the top of Broken Tiger Mountain's rift valley, looking at the bottomless dark valley below, Huang Xiaolong used his vindictive energy and internal force to control his body shape, carefully falling down.

Because of the previous experience of falling, Huang Xiaolong's speed in reaching the bottom of the valley was much faster this time.

However, after going deeper for 600 meters, Huang Xiaolong also had to transform the body of Shura and summon the black dragon martial spirit, and when he went deeper for a thousand meters, he had to summon the blue dragon.

Summon the black and blue dragons, turn them into souls, and cover the black and blue dragon scales. Even so, the cold air that is constantly sweeping upwards can still penetrate through the dragon scales and continuously penetrate into the body of Huang Xiaolong.

Even if Huang Xiaolong runs the gas protection body, it is useless.

The cold air slowly spread in Huang Xiaolong's body, and Huang Xiaolong felt the blood in his whole body gradually solidify, and even the vindictive energy in the sea of ​​Qi showed signs of solidification.

"This Martial Spirit Realm still has such a cold air!" Huang Xiaolong tried to control his body, slowly falling, shocked in his heart.

His Asura Art was originally cultivated by absorbing the nether air of hell. The nether air is the air from the yin to the cold between the heavens and the earth, but now this unnamed cold air is several times, even ten times colder than the nether air!

"No, if you continue like this, I'm afraid it will really freeze until the bottom is reached!" Huang Xiaolong thought to himself.

Now, it has reached 1,300 meters, but I still haven't seen the bottom of the valley. I'm afraid that it will go further two or three hundred meters, and it will still not reach the bottom. With Huang Xiaolong's current cultivation base, it is impossible to go further two or three hundred meters.

How to do?!

go away?Wait until you break through the eighth innate rank?

However, I don't know when to break through the eighth innate order.

Maybe half a year, maybe even longer.

Since breaking through the Seventh Innate Rank, Huang Xiaolong felt that the speed of improvement had been much slower.

Huang Xiaolong fell on the rock at the corner of the cliff, frowned, and looked at the bottom of the valley below. Now it has been less than three years since the temple will recruit disciples next time, and he doesn't have much time to wait.

Moreover, Yao Fei has already chased the chaos and found him. Maybe it won't be long before the people of the temple will come.

Therefore, this time, no matter what, he must find the cave house left by the ancient gods.

But how to resist this nameless cold wind?!

Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong's mind flashed, Xumi Shenshan!

The Mount Xumi is the treasure of the Buddha world. No matter how strong the nameless cold wind is, it should not penetrate into the Mount Xumi. Immediately, Huang Xiaolong sacrificed the Mount Xumi and flew into the temple of Xumi.

After entering the temple of Xumi, Huang Xiaolong came to the center of the ten-buddha formation, circling his fighting spirit, and controlled the sacred mountain of Xumi to slowly fall. At this moment, several cold winds below rolled up and wrapped the mountain of Xumi. After a while, Huang Xiaolong confirmed that he was unfamiliar. The wind couldn't seep into the temple of Sumi, which was relieved.

This damn nameless cold wind finally found a way to resist.

However, what surprised Huang Xiaolong was that although this nameless cold wind could not penetrate into the temple of Xumi, it clings to the surface of the mountain of Xumi, and it actually formed a layer of dark blue ice!

However, after a layer of dark cyan crushed ice formed on the surface of Mount Xumi, the rotation and flight became abnormally slow.

Huang Xiaolong hurriedly urged the Ten-Buddha Formation, bursts of Buddha power continued to spread from the Ten-Buddha Formation, and then leaked from the surface of Mount Xumi, and the dark blue ice on the surface of Mount Xumi slowly melted away.

After it completely melted, when Huang Xiaolong controlled the falling of Mount Xumi, be careful and try to avoid the nameless cold wind at the bottom of the valley, so as not to freeze the surface of Mount Xumi again by the blue ice.

He controlled the Mount Xumi and continued to deepen, about two kilometers deep, when Huang Xiaolong finally saw the bottom of the valley.

The sand at the bottom of the valley is blue-brown, a bald patch, without weeds, and it feels a bit desolate and gloomy.

Huang Xiaolong saw that the bottom of the valley was very big, and the two sides were covered with thick layers of cyan ice. Above the bottom of the valley, huge cyan winds continued to spin and roar, making people feel chilling.

Moreover, this long and huge blue cold wind is constantly changing its body shape, sometimes like a dragon, sometimes like a snake, and sometimes like a tiger like a phoenix.

"These cold winds actually gave birth to spiritual wisdom!" Huang Xiaolong was surprised.

Huang Xiaolong's first reaction was how it was possible.

Between heaven and earth, trees, flowers and plants are extremely difficult. It is impossible for tens of thousands of years. Moreover, the conditions are extremely demanding. As for wind and other things, it is more difficult to produce spiritual wisdom than trees and flowers. Up.

If there are no accidents like this kind of cold wind that gives birth to wisdom, it will become the existence of real physical life in a few thousand years or even hundreds of years.

For example, it will transform into a congenital cold dragon, congenital cold phoenix and so on.

After a while, Huang Xiaolong calmed down, and looked at the turquoise cold wind circling above Gu Gu, his eyes lighted up.

These are good things.

Although these blue cold winds that gave birth to spiritual wisdom have not yet turned into innate cold dragons and innate cold phoenixes, if they can absorb cultivation, it will definitely have unimaginable benefits for Huang Xiaolong who cultivates Shura tactics.

However, this blue cold wind that gave birth to wisdom was definitely the extreme of ice cold. With Huang Xiaolong's current cultivation base, even if it encounters a little, it may be frozen into an ice sculpture.

Huang Xiaolong's eyes flickered.

At this moment, Huang Xiaolong thought of the Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron on the second floor of Linglong Pagoda.

"I wonder if the Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron of the Linglong Pagoda can refine the coldness of the blue cold wind that gives birth to wisdom. If it can be refined, then I can absorb it!"

At the moment, Huang Xiaolong's mind moved, and the exquisite pagoda that merged with Mount Xumi flew out of Mount Xumi, and slowly approached the blue cold wind under Huang Xiaolong's control.

However, the closer the Linglong Pagoda is, the stronger the icy air, and the space near the cyan cold wind has almost become an icy extremity.

The vindictive energy and internal force in Huang Xiaolong ran wildly, driving the exquisite pagoda to finally ten meters away from the blue cold wind, and then the ten thousand beast cauldron controlling the exquisite pagoda began to swallow the blue cold wind.

Huang Xiaolong didn't dare to swallow too much at once. Every time he swallowed, it was a small wisp. Even so, the Linglong pagoda was still condensed by layers of ice. Huang Xiaolong had to separate out his fighting spirit and internal control when he saw it. The Buddha Cloud of Mount Xumi melted the ice on the surface of the pagoda.

In this way, after more than two hours of devouring it, it felt like it was almost. Huang Xiaolong took back the exquisite pagoda, ran the grudge, and spurred the devouring array of the ten thousand beast cauldrons, and began to refine the blue cold wind and make it cold. Air removal.