Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2709

Hearing what Ghost Shadow said, Su Wu frowned slightly.

This place is indeed very strange, the cold air contained is quite special, not only icy cold, but also quite sharp, once it enters the body, it will penetrate into the limbs and bones of the warrior like thin needles, and it is basically impossible to remove it.

"Cut, I don't believe it!" Han Ling'er said disdainfully, and immediately sat down cross-legged and began to heal her injuries.

She didn't think there was anything wrong here, but she liked the environment here very much.

"How are you?" Su Wu asked Mo Xian.

"I can hold it!" Mo Xian said, and sat down cross-legged, a mass of black flames split and swept away from his body, blocking the surrounding cold air.

"Mo Linghuo!" Su Wu and Ghosting were slightly taken aback, and almost instantly recognized that Mo Xian cast Mo Linghuo.

But Mo Xian's strength is limited after all, even if Mo Linghuo is activated, it is difficult to resist the cold air here, and it will consume a lot of energy, not to mention healing, it is very difficult to travel.

"It seems that they entered the Dead Sea." On the edge of the cliff, Gui Xiao said with an ugly expression.

"How did they know that Gui Yinger had entered the Dead Sea?" Gui He asked suspiciously.

"It's not surprising, it's not hard for Guiying to figure it out." Gui Xiao sneered.

"If that's the case, they shouldn't be able to get out alive, right?" Gui He said.

"Hmph, many things are bad because of the word "should". What I want is affirmation." Gui Xiao said: "You lead people into the Dead Sea. If you live to see people, if you die, you want to see corpses."

"Ghost Xiao, you're letting them die!" Gui He said with an ugly face, there is absolutely no life or death in the Dead Sea, there is no difference between sending someone in and sending someone to die.

And not long ago, many Guitian clansmen entered the Dead Sea to hunt down Ying Er, and he knew that it would be very difficult for these people to come out.

"Hmph, what do you know, people like me have been carefully trained and will never die easily." Gui Xiao sneered, and left after speaking.

Guihe shook his head helplessly, now he can't speak at all, he can only watch his clansmen throwing themselves into the Dead Sea.

Mo Xian and the others were not too far away from the cliff, and soon they noticed the movement over there.

"It seems that there is no way to heal the wound, let's go!" Su Wu said, and shot forward quickly.

He didn't see any movement, Mo Xian was sucked by him, and landed firmly next to him.

Mo Xian suddenly felt much better, and immediately stopped mobilizing Mo Linghuo. He tried it just now, but there was no way to heal his wounds.

"Damn it, you actually sent people from your clan to enter here!" Ghost Ying said with an ugly expression, he soon realized that there must be someone chasing and killing Ying Er, and immediately rushed out.

After such a period of time, Mo Xian and his party finally got rid of the pursuers behind them.

At this time, they had entered the depths of the Dead Sea, surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, unable to tell the direction at all.

After arriving here, Mo Xian only felt that it was much more difficult to even breathe, and his whole body seemed to be pierced by countless sharp knives, which was indescribably uncomfortable.

"No, you have to heal your injuries immediately, or you won't be able to hold on at all." Su Wu stabilized his figure and said seriously.

"Yeah!" Mo Xian nodded helplessly.

"Hmph, why follow up to ask for trouble!" Gui Ying sneered, it was too late even if he wanted to go out now.

"Hehe, I didn't say it would be impossible!" Mo Xian sneered, and immediately sat down cross-legged, he didn't want to be a drag bottle.

"Really, then let me see and see!" Ghosting sneered, and slowly stepped aside.

He really wanted to see what kind of method Mo Xian used to heal his wounds.

Mo Xian gritted his teeth, and suddenly gave up his defense, and the biting cold around him rushed into his body desperately.

"You're crazy!" Ghosting was startled, Mo Xian's behavior was no different from courting death.

"Mo Xian, what are you doing?" Han Ling'er became anxious immediately, and was about to make a move.

"Wait, he should have his own ideas!" Su Wu stopped Han Ling'er and said.

"What can he do, it's just to be brave." Han Ling'er said anxiously.

"You'll know after reading it!" Su Wu said calmly.

The surrounding cold wind howled, and the strong cold air rushed towards Mo Xian's body like a substance.

Mo Xian didn't care about it at all, allowing the cold air to pour into his body.

Soon, his body was completely frozen, and his body was covered with a layer of frost, and his breath was even more faint.

"Hehe, you really are looking for death!" Guiying sneered.

"Senior Brother Su Wu, we can't let him continue." Han Ling'er's eyes were red.

Su Wu didn't speak, and kept staring at Mo Xian. Once he found that Mo Xian couldn't bear it, he would immediately strike.

And just when Mo Xian's aura seemed to be about to disappear, it suddenly became stronger, and the hoarfrost on his body was also slowly disappearing.

"How is this possible!" Ghosting was startled, judging from the current situation, Mo Xian had successfully refined the cold air here.

So far, the only one who can do this is Han Ling'er, and Han Ling'er is only cultivating on the edge, but Mo Xian has gone deep into the Dead Sea.

"It seems to be not bad!" Mo Xian opened his eyes and smiled.

Just now, he simply went all out and let the cold air enter his body.

At the beginning, it was really difficult to bear, and he even thought that he would be frozen to death directly.

However, he did not give up, but forcibly operated the Taiyan Tianji Jue to refine the cold air here.

Originally, this was almost impossible. Once the cold air entered the sea of ​​qi, it might freeze the sea of ​​qi in an instant.

However, there are two other energies fused into his Yuanli, Mo Linghuo and Wanyaofeng.

These two kinds of energies have a strong restraint on other tyrannical energies between heaven and earth, which really helped him suppress the cold air here, and also assimilated them.

At the beginning, Mo Xian didn't know about it, and he preconceived to resist the cold air here, but now it seems that he doesn't even need to deliberately resist the cold air here, and he can cultivate smoothly here.

In order not to be a drag bottle, he had to go all out, but it was worth it.

"It's just a coincidence!" Ghosting sneered, although he said so, he was quite shocked in his heart. People who can practice here are definitely rare.

"Pretending to be so uncomfortable at first!" Han Ling'er spat lightly, but there was a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"You can heal your injuries at ease, and don't worry about other things!" Su Wu said, holding his own stone sword, and came to the side.

As soon as the ghost figure moved, it disappeared immediately, and it didn't know what to do.

But he knew that if he wanted to find Han Ling'er, he would need the help of Mo Xian and the others, otherwise it would be basically impossible with his own strength.

(End of this chapter)