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Chapter 143 The Terrible Ice Cold (Added for the Eleventh League wska001)
Mo Wuji didn't even think about it. He grabbed the key and sent it into Shimen's keyhole. If it's in another place, maybe he will observe carefully before doing this move.
But here, he can't help but hesitate, maybe someone will come next moment. What's more, what made Mo Wuji rest assured was that this place was bombarded by someone not long ago, and even if there was any danger, he would not wait for him to show up.
The key was extremely matched and sent into the keyhole, Mo Wuji twisted his hand slightly, Shimen made a crunching sound and slowly opened.
An extremely icy breath permeated, Mo Wuji swept in, only to see a vast expanse of whiteness, and his eyes were invisible. Just when Mo Wuji wanted to continue to observe, his thoughts swept a hundred meters away, and the two monks had already walked in cautiously.
Mo Wuji hurriedly drew out the key and turned into the extremely thick stone gate in a flash. The Shimen was still opening, and Mo Wuji closed it hard, without any response. He could only go to Shimen, ignoring the ice and cold in the depths, so he rushed in.
"There is a stone gate here..." The cultivator walking in front found the stone gate opened by Mo Wuji and immediately said in surprise.
The monk behind was a woman. She also saw the Shimen, and she soon discovered that the Shimen was closing.
When the Shimen opened before, Mo Wuji wanted to close it forcibly, but it didn't happen. Now that Mo Wuji entered the depths, the stone gate started to close automatically.
"Do you want to go in?" The male Xiu asked suspiciously.
The woman didn't answer the male Xiu's words at all. Her figure accelerated and rushed into Shimen in the shortest time. She used her actions to tell the male Xiu whether or not to go in.
Seeing the female cultivator enter, the man also speeded up, and followed the female cultivator and rushed into the stone gate. After the two rushed in, Shimen made a deep sound and closed again.
"Junior Sister Xia, what is this place?" The male Xiu who came in later found that this place was nothing but white, and immediately asked.
Junior Sister Xia didn't answer immediately, she was obviously looking at the surrounding situation, and then she took out a bright stone. The next moment she replied carefully, "I didn't expect Mingguang Stone to be useless here at all. Although I don't know what this place is, there is a stone gate in this place, which is definitely not easy. And..."
Speaking of this, Sister Xia lowered her voice, "Brother Xiuran, we have to be more careful. The Shimen in this place suddenly opened and closed again, indicating that someone had come in before us. And I always felt like a gaze was staring at me. ."
Mo Wuji hid aside and did not act immediately. He had already seen clearly that this place was strictly speaking a hall larger than the place where they first landed.
This hall is very strange, there is nothing but the white ice fog. If there is something to say, it is that there is a faint entrance in the middle of the hall. Just like the entrance to the basement, Mo Wuji's consciousness can touch the first dozen ice steps at the entrance.
The two monks, the man and the woman, were still slowly moving around to explore, Mo Wuji knew that sooner or later the two men would find his side. Fortunately, the Mingguang Stone is also useless, only a white ice fog.
Mo Wuji made up his mind, his figure flashed, he entered the entrance to the basement directly, and landed on the ice steps.
An extreme icy cold stretched over, causing Mo Wuji to hit a spirit, and almost quit again.
"Sister Xia, I saw a shadow flashing just now." Senior Brother Xiuran stopped and said cautiously.
"I also saw it. Let's go and take a look." After Senior Sister Xia said, she walked to the entrance of the ice step below. Her courage seemed to be much bigger than Senior Brother Xiuran.
Mo Wuji's thoughts naturally swept over the two people who followed, and the ice below became more and more cold. Even if Mo Wuji was trying his best to agitate his vitality, his whole body was frozen as if he was stiff.
If there is no two people behind, he is likely to return. Now two people came after him, and he happened to meet them when he returned. With his cultivation base, he is definitely not the opponent of these two people.
Biting the bullet, Mo Wuji could only keep going. After a dozen steps, Mo Wuji couldn't help it anymore, this ice cold would freeze him to death.
"Crack!" At this moment, Mo Wuji's feet seemed to have stepped on something, making a click.
His mind paid attention to the two people behind him, and he forgot to pay attention to his feet.
Almost at the same time, a bright stone was thrown by the person above. Mingguangshi seemed useless in the icy and foggy space outside, but at this ice step, one could clearly see the situation below.
Mo Wuji had stepped on something, his body was choked by Ming Guangshi, and he rolled off immediately.
"I recognized it, it's the guy with the worst cultivation base... Hey..." The male Xiu said halfway, and exclaimed in excitement, "Here is the immeasurable soul crystal..."
At a height of several tens of feet, even if he rolled down the ice steps, Mo Wuji was stunned. These were completely unimportant to Mo Wuji. His whole body was unconscious within a few seconds of landing, even if he heard the words the most eager immeasurable soul crystal, he did not act. Ability, he knew he was about to freeze to death.
The icy cold here is simply too terrifying, every bit of cold air seeps into the bone marrow, and there is no way to stop it.
At this moment, the blood was gradually frozen, and the skin on his hands was changing color and becoming pale at the speed of naked eyes. Maybe after a while, knock with anything at will, his hand will melt into icy scum.
"I can't go down here, it's too cold, we can't bear it..." The male Xiu walked to the place where Mo Wuji had walked before, and finally found that the colder he went down.
"Kacha..." The thing that Mo Wuji had stepped on before was also stepped on by the female cultivator who was walking in front. The female cultivator lost her balance. She grabbed it while the male cultivator was talking, and directly caught the male cultivator. The extreme ice cold also made their bodies extremely stiff and unable to react softly. The next moment the two of them were like Mo Wuji, rolling down like a hockey puck.
Mo Wuji had no time to take care of these two people for a long time, and a sadness surged in his heart. Before entering the Five Elements Wilderness, he thought about whether he would not be able to get out. He didn't expect that he would really be unable to get out.
Mo Wuji's consciousness gradually blurred, and he felt that his soul was about to leave.
A man and a woman not far from him, although the cultivation base was much higher than that of Mo Wuji, they could barely get up in such a place.
Obviously, the two of them wanted to struggle not to gather the immeasurable soul crystals, but to crawl back from the original path. It's just that after a few steps, the two of them sat on the ground again, the terrible coldness made them completely unable to resist.
Seeing the desperate face of the sister, Mo Wuji's vague consciousness was suddenly startled, and he became a little more sober. This may be a flashback, but Mo Wuji saw Yan'er's face. He saw Yan'er's miserable end after his death.
Can't die, absolutely can't die.
But this terrible coldness was not his will to resist at all, even if he didn't want to die anymore, death would still slowly enter him.
If only there was a big stove, Mo Wuji suddenly missed the fire hole he saw at the end of the first passage.
Almost at the moment when he thought of the stove, Mo Wuji's frozen eyes lit up, and he thought of the Seventh Heavenly Thunder.
When he first practiced Tianlei Seven Forms, the terrible temperature from the inside out almost burned him into ashes. The coldness of this place is from the outside to the inside. If he practices the first of the seven forms of Heavenly Thunder...
They were about to freeze to death. No matter how terrible the Tianlei Seven Forms were, Mo Wuji had no fear. He did not hesitate to gather the last trace of strength and start running the first Tianlei Seven Forms.
In just half a week, that terrible flame burning sensation rose in Mo Wuji's Dantian, and then instantly spread to Mo Wuji's meridians throughout his body.
Mo Wuji was madly running the Tianlei seven-style cultivation method. Being frozen to death or being burned to death was death, he was fearless.
The hot and terrifying burning sensation finally burned from Mo Wuji's meridians to his bone marrow, from his bone marrow to his ****.
The terrible hot burning from the inside out, and the horrible ice and cold outside hit together. Mo Wuji began to evaporate a cloud of mist, his hands slowly returned to softness, and his body gradually regained consciousness.
The torment of hot and cold made Mo Wuji have an unspeakable pain. But Mo Wuji's heart was filled with an unspeakable surprise.
When he had just obtained the first form of Tianlei's Seventh Form, he almost got into a madness during his practice and was burned to death by internal fire. Now he was cultivating the first form of the seven forms of heavenly thunder in this icy place, but he was suffering from pain, and his life had no effect at all.
The same thing, in different environments, has such a great effect. A practice that almost put him on the ground, here instead saved his life.
Mo Wuji didn't know how much he had experienced the pain of sex, he could bear it.
"Kacha!" Mo Wuji felt that something in his body was broken, and an indescribable force filled his dantian and veins.
Mo Wuji raised his hand and waved out, and several thunder lights exploded around him.
Mo Wuji looked at his palm in surprise with a blast of ice slag from these few rays of light. He knew that there was thunder source power in his body, and he would sometimes display it involuntarily. But this is the first time that he has exerted such power under his own control.
The heat in the body seemed to decrease a bit, and the cold outside seemed to have the upper hand. Mo Wuji didn't dare to try this first style again, and even practiced this first style continuously. Soon Mo Wuji found that the feeling of burning in his body was gradually disappearing, that is, he continued to practice the first style without the horror of lighting a flame.
If it were in normal times, this would be a better thing for Mo Wuji. Now, it was a fatal blow to Mo Wuji. Once there was no such hot flame in his body, he could not withstand this terrible cold at all.
Mo Wuji's gaze fell on the two monks, a man and a woman, who had already been frozen to death and turned into two ice sculptures. Farther away from the two of them, there is a circular ice altar with two snowflakes blooming in the ice altar. Without leaves, there is only a half-foot-long rhizome under the snowflake-shaped crystal.
Mo Wuji had never seen the Immeasurable Soul Crystal, and he was not sure if it was an Immeasurable Soul Crystal. He had learned from the man's mouth just now that this should be an immeasurable soul crystal.
This thing is like a living plant, not a lifeless spar.
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......(To be continued.)