Best Ascension

Chapter 149
"Come on!"

He Ying's complexion changed, and with a wave of his long sleeves, his whole body was wrapped in a large piece of gray light, and he flew towards the direction of Boiling Spring Valley with a stream of air currents.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Sheng turned into a sword rainbow and followed closely behind.And Bao Yu'er also stepped on a pink handkerchief, rose off the ground, and chased after him.

Thirty miles passed by in a flash.

Seeing that the three of them were about to reach the edge of Boiling Spring Valley, He Ying's mournful roar suddenly came: "Get away!"

Dodge, dodge!

In an instant, Zhao Sheng felt a chill coming from the top of his head, the chill was piercing to the bones, and his scalp was numb from the cold.

Danger!Incomparably dangerous!

Zhao Sheng spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist and enveloped him.

In the next instant, he suddenly turned into a streak of blood, and fled to the horizon at an incredible speed.

In just a moment, the whole person fled ten miles away.

After the blood light dissipated, Zhao Sheng staggered a step, then stood still again, and then looked at Boiling Spring Valley with a pale face.

As far as I can see, the Boiling Spring Valley ten miles away is now a vast expanse of whiteness, the original scene of steaming clouds and mist has been wiped away, the water vapor clouds and mist have all condensed into ice slag, and the boiling springs in the valley have all been frozen, forming a There are ice ponds of various shapes.

There are icicles and cones of different thicknesses all over the valley, densely lined up one by one, like a forest of ice crystals.

This astonishing sight made Zhao Sheng hold his breath and his lips became dry.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a wave of spiritual thoughts that seemed to be substantial descended from the sky and swept across the surrounding area.

The air suddenly seemed to have been washed by water, without any smoke and dust, and all the tiny floating objects were suppressed by the nihilistic but dense thought force.

Zhao Sheng's heart was shocked, he had never seen such a powerful divine sense, at least it could only be possessed by a powerful immortal cultivator above Jindan.

But within a few breaths, a person appeared out of nowhere in the air, bringing a bone-chilling chill, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly. The originally dark environment became even darker. Countless ice particles fell from the air, and the surrounding area was filled with a layer of extreme coldness. The air mechanism makes people feel like falling into hell.

As soon as cold sweat broke out on Zhao Sheng's forehead, he was frozen into thin ice.

He raised his head slightly, and saw that the visitor was wearing a five-clawed black dragon robe and a five-color crown on his head. All twelve orbs exuded a faint divine light, and each orb contained a powerful magical power.

Zhao Sheng was shocked, and instantly realized that he had seen something he shouldn't have seen, and immediately lowered his head.

Mo Wendao didn't notice the ants under his feet at all.

He looked around the world, the cold light in his pupils was like surging icebergs, flowing slowly in his eye sockets.

As his thoughts turned, the surface of the soil under his feet cracked like a spider web, and ice cones grew out of the cracks in the ground, and a large piece of silvery white frost quickly spread around, covering the original landform wherever it passed. There was a thick layer of frost, and the few plants that managed to grow here were also frozen into ice sculptures.

"Hmph, you can't escape!"

After Mo Wenwen whispered a word, the figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Zhao Sheng felt relieved and hurriedly fled here.

Later, when Zhao Sheng returned to Boiling Spring Valley, he happened to see Old Man He coming out of the ground.

At this moment, his body was covered with frost, and he was shivering from the cold.

Zhao Sheng eagerly wanted to know, who made such a "big deal" and why did an "emperor" appear here?
Of course he won't ask too bluntly.

Just beating around the bush and tentatively asking, who is the mastermind of this.

He Ying shook his head hesitantly, "I don't know either! But this kind of big movement, I'm afraid only Chongbao or Yuanying can do it."

Zhao Sheng's heart skipped a beat, "The Mo family only has one Yuanying ancestor, could it be that ancestor who made the move!"

This is too much to think highly of the Zhou family!

The two waited for a while but Bao Yu'er was nowhere to be seen, and He Ying's expression turned a little ugly.

Zhao Sheng tentatively said, "It's better to wait a little longer."

He Ying waved his hand and said decisively: "No need, the task is important! Go to meet Wuxiang Monk first. Baoyu will not die so easily, there must be some delays."

As he said that, He Ying rushed into the Boiling Spring Valley first, and rushed towards the cave located in the southwest of the valley. Zhao Sheng shook his head and followed.

Boiling Spring Valley has been operated by the Zhou family for thousands of years, and countless tunnels have been dug underground. The tunnels are connected to layers of underground buildings, stone chambers, palaces, warehouses, storage warehouses, etc., like a huge underground city.

It's just that the city's popularity is extremely rare. Zhao Sheng and He Ying searched three floors in a row, and were surprised to find that all the buildings were empty, not even a human hair.

It was as if the Zhou family had already prepared.

As he gradually went deeper into the ground, Zhao Sheng found that the temperature was getting higher and higher, and a faint smell of sulfur began to appear in the air.

After a while, the two of them had gone nearly a hundred feet underground, and the surrounding man-made buildings gradually became rare, and the surrounding rough earth and rocks increased.

Walking in a recently opened passage, Zhao Sheng suddenly heard a faint scream,

Ah!
The instant he heard the screams, He Ying's complexion changed.

The scream just now was very familiar, it came from the Wuxiang Monk who exercised water, the sound was so shrill and shrill, even though it was separated by a thick layer of earth and rocks, it could not be completely covered.

"not good!"

Before the words were finished, there was a sudden violent shock under the feet of the two of them.There are countless gaps in the surrounding stone walls.

What followed was a thunderous roar, passing under the feet of the two of them, like a raging river flowing by.

The temperature is rising rapidly!
Zhao Sheng frowned, listened carefully, and found that there were actually countless explosions strung together with almost no intervals under his feet, which turned into waves like waves of a great river.

After carefully distinguishing, the shock waves pushed back and forth are even higher than the other waves, causing great damage to the ground passage. After two or three breaths, Zhao Sheng felt that the ground under his feet was soft and crisp, and there were cracks all over. There are countless landslides in the left and right underground passages.

There was no need for anyone to remind him, Zhao Sheng also knew what happened just now.

There is a Jindan real person fighting fiercely, and it is not a tentative shot, but a life and death fight.

The Wuxiang monk was probably affected by the battle of Jindan Daoist, so he died for no reason.

Zhao Sheng was very shocked, "How did it hit the ground, and it was so close?"

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the tremendous pressure created by the battle between Jindan real people is more than ten thousand junctures, not to mention that there is also a dense and complicated confrontation of spiritual thoughts mixed with them. The strong distortion of the style is really unpredictable and irresistible.

The situation became very bad in an instant. At this time, Old Man He's words became concise: "Back, five miles!"

He Ying is an earthly cultivator, with a geographical advantage, and can better grasp the scope of the battle between the two Jindan real people.

But Zhao Sheng murmured while fleeing: "Five miles, it should not be enough, but it would be better to run far away."

But soon, Zhao Sheng understood that he was far less experienced than old man He in terms of experience in dealing with real-life battles.

(End of this chapter)