God Dragon Emperor

Chapter 138 Whereabouts of Ice Soul Cold Spring
"Heavenly spirit fire?"

After hearing the four words from Binglao's mouth, Jiang Yan's pupils shrank slightly, with a touch of disbelief.

Unexpectedly, the treasure of heaven and earth that the Bing Wang was looking for was actually this!
And Jiang Yan's goal is exactly the same!
"That celestial alchemy king doesn't have a celestial spirit fire, so he can't detoxify the old man, he can only suppress the poison for the old man."

"It has been suppressed for hundreds of years, and now, the old man has reached the point of exhaustion."

"I didn't expect to see a good seedling of my Qinglong Dynasty before I died. It's really good."

Bing Lao didn't care about himself anymore, he smiled casually and said.

He is already at the end of his life, and now he is lingering in the land of demons, and he has no worries for a long time.

Before, when he attacked Jiang Yan, it was just a test.

Facts have proved that Jiang Yan's potential did not disappoint Bing Lao.

"Senior, this junior has a solution for this heavenly spirit fire."

Jiang Yan's eyes lit up for a while, and said.

"Oh, you have a way?"

"Little guy, even the old man can't refine that thing."

"Your cultivation at the Spiritual Martial Realm, is it really possible?"

Bing Lao smiled lightly.

He already thought that Jiang Yan was entertaining him.

"As long as the junior collects three kinds of natural treasures, there is a [-]% chance of refining them successfully."

Jiang Yan said.

A [-]% chance of refining is better than nothing.

Maybe the luck card is good, and it will be a success!

"Oh, which three?"

"Tell me to the old man."

Bing Lao said lightly.

"Century-year-old blood essence, fire god lotus, ice soul cold spring."

Jiang Yan said.

"It's really a rare treasure of heaven, material and earth. Except for the old man Bingpo Hanquan, I have never seen the other two."

After hearing the three kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures reported by Jiang Yan, the old man Bing also sighed.

Among these three kinds of treasures of heaven, material and earth, he has only seen one kind of ice soul cold spring, and he has only heard of the other two.

"What, senior has seen the Ice Soul Cold Spring?"

Jiang Yan was overjoyed.

"When the old man was young, he practiced outside, and with a bit of luck, he found a mouthful of dry Ice Soul Cold Spring."

"It's a pity that the eyes of the cold spring have dried up and cannot be regenerated. There are only a few catties of ice soul cold spring, and it has become black ice, which is extremely difficult to refine."

Ice King.

"Senior, may I ask if there is any Ice Soul Cold Spring left?"

"Even if it's a drop, the junior must exchange it with the same natural talents and earthly treasures."

Jiang Yan couldn't help asking.

"It's a pity, the dry Ice Soul Cold Spring Eye was all used by the old man for cultivation."

"Even the last drop of Ice Soul Cold Spring was used by the old man to suppress the hidden wounds, and it was exhausted ten years ago."

"If you want to find that ice spring eye again, I'm afraid it will be no less than ascending to the sky."

Bing Lao sighed and said.

"Oh, it's a pity, I didn't expect it to be a dry cold spring eye."

"Also, it was exhausted ten years ago."

Jiang Yan also sighed.

It's not that he didn't think about the scarcity of the Ice Soul Spring, and he didn't expect that the noble Ice King just found a mouthful of the Ice Soul Spring, and it was still dry.

"Boy, are you here for the Heavenly Demon Flame?"

Bing Lao glanced at Jiang Yan and said.

"Indeed, the junior came here for Xuntianhuo."

Jiang Yan told the truth.

"Hehe, the Supreme Skyfire of the Yaozu did indeed fall here. Every time the land of the demon's perishment is opened, someone always made the idea of ​​this Skyfire."

"Unfortunately, the old man has lived here in seclusion for decades, and I have never seen anyone refine this fire."

"Last time, there was a cultivator who had comprehended the artistic conception of the Dao of Flame, possessed the spiritual pool realm, and wanted to forcibly refine the Heavenly Demon Flame."

"As a result, he was summoned by the Heavenly Demon Flame to play with fire in the world, and burned that person alive into nothingness without leaving a speck of dust behind!"

Bing Lao is not very optimistic about Jiang Yan, said.

It is precisely because even the fire-attribute monks in the spirit pond state cannot refine the sky demon flame.

So Bing Lao didn't take action against Nai Huo, and let him fend for himself.

"The junior is willing to give it a try."

Jiang Yan remained unmoved.

Even if a monk in the vast sea realm was burned to death by the sky demon flame, Jiang Yan would have to try it.

This is the only way for him to stand up in the future.

"In that case, I will give you this incomplete map."

"The old man has been quite accomplished in drawing maps in his life. I feel that there should be three copies of this map. It is useless to keep this one. It is all a favor for you."

"As for the remaining two copies, it's up to you to create them yourself."

With a single point of Bing Lao's finger, the incomplete map trembled, and it automatically flew into Jiang Yan's hands.

"Thank you senior for your accomplishment."

Jiang Yan took the map with both hands, with a look of joy on his face.

Bing Wang didn't know that Jiang Yan already had a broken map in his hand.

In addition to the one given to him by the Bing Wang, there are already two copies.

Just find another copy left.

"Senior, I beg you to tell me the location of the Bingpo Cold Spring. When this junior refines the sky fire, I will come and detoxify you."

Jiang Yan bowed again and said.

"This place where demons die contains the four phenomena of heaven and earth, including extreme cold and extreme heat."

"If you want to find the Ice Soul Spring, you can go to Daxuehan Mountain. There may be such a rare Ice Soul Spring. The old man has some friendship with the owner of Daxuehan Mountain. I think I won't embarrass you."

"If you really find the Bingpo Cold Spring and send a copy for the old man, the old man's hidden wounds can hardly be suppressed."

Bing Lao stroked his goatee and said.

"Don't worry, Mr. Bing."

"The junior will definitely not return empty-handed!"

Jiang Yan said.

"Don't talk too much, wait until you really come back alive."

"The place where the monster perishes is extremely dangerous, and there is no chance of survival, so don't blame the old man for not reminding you when the time comes."

Bing Lao is quite familiar with this place where demons perish, so he immediately comforted him.

"Junior understands!"

"Since the seniors are running out of time, the juniors don't delay any longer. Let's set off now and go hunting for treasure immediately."

Jiang Yan nodded and left in a hurry.

He managed to get another map of Tianhuo Fragments, if he didn't leave quickly, it would be too late when Bing Lao repented.

"I hope you will succeed."

"My Azure Dragon Dynasty's dragon veins have been damaged, and the fate of the country is in jeopardy. It is indeed time for a peerless genius to turn the situation around."

"I hope the old man will still have time to see that day."

Bing Lao sighed.

However, in the next instant, Bing Lao's expression turned cold in an instant.

"I've been eavesdropping outside for so long, do you really think that this old man dare not kill you ants?"

Bing Lao's ice blue eyes suddenly had a murderous look.

"No, go back."

Several casual cultivators outside the house who eavesdropped on the conversation were shocked when they saw that Bing Lao found out, and quickly used their physical martial arts to prepare to escape.

"Do you want to leave now?"

"late."

Bing Lao snorted coldly, and immediately clenched his palm, all the water vapor in the air condensed and turned into countless ice thorns, stabbing away.

Chi Chi.

Chi Chi.

A few monks outside the house, before they could escape a few feet away, were immediately pierced and died terribly. They turned into human-shaped ice spikes and hung them outside the door.

Click.

Click.

The bodies of several short-lived ghosts who were hit by Bing Lao's unique martial arts, Xuan Bing's thorn, were also covered by Xuan Bing's strength, and immediately turned into ice sculptures, and the whole body was blown to pieces.

When the ice sculpture shattered, there was no flesh and blood inside, only ice slag.

"Is there another fish that slipped through the net?"

"Let that little guy handle it by himself."

Seeing that there was also a small miscellaneous fish in the spirit martial state, who escaped by luck with a hidden spirit treasure, Bing Lao didn't bother to catch up.

A miscellaneous fish in the Lingwu realm was handed over to Jiang Yan to deal with it directly.

If he can't even beat this level of cultivation, then Jiang Yan doesn't have to go on the next road.

(End of this chapter)