Eternal Immortal King

Tang Ao pushed open the door that was badly broken and thick moss accumulated, and a dark and deep lane appeared before his eyes. The laneway is long and quiet, leading to unknown places.

As soon as he stepped in, a piercing cold breath hit his face, and the cold Tang Ao shivered. The heat that has just been smelted is in full swing, and now it is chilling from head to toe.

Some parts of the roadway were smooth and some parts were rough. The marks of the knife and axe were severe, obviously they were dug out manually; the wall rock at the entrance was a little wet, and as Tang Ao deepened, some places even formed ice.

The farther forward, the lower the temperature, Tang Ao was trembling with cold, and in his heart he repeatedly cursed Song Hetong, "This old immortal, don't tell me earlier to let me wear more clothes. Wait for the deity to go out and talk to you. Afterwards."

He breathed, rubbing his hands, Tang Ao continued to move forward. The length of the lane is like Tang Ao's first feeling, very long and long.

After several dozen steps, about thirty feet or so, Tang Ao's legs swayed straight, shaking like an aunt's sifting chaff; the upper and lower teeth smashed, almost knocking off his front teeth.

"I, I, Song, Old Man Song..." With coldness and trembling, Tang Ao could no longer feel the presence of all the exposed senses, and began to speak incoherently.

As he walked deeper and deeper, Tang Aogang exhaled, the small water droplets in it immediately froze and fell; the eyebrows, beard, and even the hair gradually formed a layer of frost.

As he walked deeper and deeper, Tang Ao's legs had already begun to disobey, but he kept walking forward relying on his consciousness; his arms were originally holding his chest for warmth, but now it's better. The two are completely frozen together. Are inseparable.

"Why, not yet, here!" There was still chaos in front of him, no light, Tang Ao's nose almost reached his chin, and it was still freezing!

"But, evil, old man, wait for me, come out, sure, well, teach, you." Tang Ao greeted Song Hetong's 18th generation in his heart, wishing to cut him off.

"No. If you continue like this, I will faint before I find it. To run, you have to run." Although my heart urgently ordered the body to move. But a thick layer of frost has hung on the outside, and it is impossible to break free without vitality.

Tang Ao's speed was getting slower and slower, and the ice ballast on his feet had already risen two or three inches high, and every step he took took a tens of thousands of pounds. Tang Ao now can't see his appearance anymore, only an outline, probably a person, a whole ice sculpture walking in the distance.

"it is good!"

A shout suddenly awakened the sleepy Tang Ao, a vigorous and powerful voice penetrated the stone wall, echoed back and forth, and passed to the depths of the tunnel.

Almost instinctively, Tang Ao's arms suddenly lit up with two light yellow lights, and then he unconsciously pulled back and forth quickly.

"Huh?" A trace of warmth gradually awakened Tang Ao's consciousness, and immediately started the "breath-holding tactic", the aura from the dantian continued to rise, flowing to the limbs.

"Crack! Click!"

The thick ice layer was scorched by fiery heat, and it broke down one after another, and some of the remaining ice residue was directly gasified.

"Huh! Dead old man! I guess you won't see me such a prodigious wizard later." Tang Ao rubbed his paralyzed face and accelerated his pace toward the depths of the tunnel.

A small bright spot appeared in front of the lane, like a beacon, illuminating the way forward.

"If it weren't for the dead old man not to let the deity use body techniques, the deity would have arrived early." Tang Ao grunted a few words, and then quickened his pace.

A huge cave space appeared in front of my eyes, and ice shoots on the ground rose from the ground, and icicles on top were hanging down, and their heads were sharp as needles. Tang Ao was cautious every step he took, the warm breath pressed back into his body, for fear that he would be pierced in a big hole accidentally.

After a few steps, a square platform measuring four to five feet in size appeared in front of him, piled up one after another like steps. Exquisite and transparent, exuding a gentle light, illuminating this space.

Ascended the steps, a square pool the size of a dining table in the center was reflected in front of Tang Ao's eyes. A faint light was reflected in the pool, like a mirror, with a long icicle on the top and a small drop of water on the tip. Is brewing.

"It's worthy of being a thousand-year-old ice spring!" Tang Ao couldn't help but exclaimed.

Although the exercises were transported, Tang Ao once again noticed a trace of cold, and the gas gathered by the "Holding Breath Jue" in his dantian was being consumed little by little, and it was about to bottom out soon.

"No! Hurry up!" Tang Ao no longer hesitated, nor was he in the mood to admire the clear crystal scenery. Taking out a big tank from Na Jie, the breath in the dantian revolved at a high speed again, and the consumption rate instantly increased three or four times faster, almost bottoming out.

Tang Ao grabbed the edge of the big tank and slowly silenced the tank. The depth of the tank was just below a big tank. After the water was filled, Tang Ao struggled to mention it, but almost fell into a big somersault.

The big tank floated in the water a few times, and then gradually stabilized.

"My God, it's so heavy." Tang Ao's power casually mentioned, there are 800 catties without a thousand catties, but he can't even lift a tank of water.

Tang Ao's eyes grew long, and he took out another Nine Dragon Jade Cup, scooped a cup shallowly, the weight in his hand, heavy, I am afraid it is not worse than Heishi.

Tang Ao didn't believe this evil. He stepped on the edge of the square pool, lowered his weight, covered his hands with light yellow gas, and went deep into the cold spring water to grab the edge of the big tank.

30,000 catties of power! The big tank gradually rose, and after rising a certain distance, Tang Ao felt heavy and weak again.

Forty thousand catties! The big tank began to move up again, the waterline gradually lowered, and it was about to leave the water, but it was weak again.

Fifty thousand catties! The big tank completely left the spring water, and the water level of the entire pool dropped by about half in an instant.

"My God! Fifty thousand catties. Fortunately, Old Man Song helped me exercise." Tang Ao suddenly threw the big tank upwards, holding the big tank with his spiritual thoughts, and returning it to the ring.

"Huh!" After finishing this, Tang Ao let out a long breath, and immediately adjusted his breath with his legs crossed. There is still a long and outrageous alleyway in the back. If you don't have a good rest, I'm afraid I will explain it here today.

"You have to settle accounts with Old Man Song when you go back. The undead dared to cheat me." Tang Ao's belly sneered, jumping again and again, and came to the ground. Most of the cold spring is missing, and the temperature is much warmer.

"The old immortal, you almost killed the deity," Tang Ao was so angry when he saw Song Hetong, "You have to make up for the deity, take seven or eight spiritual treasures, and the deity will forgive you. Up."

"Puff!" Song Hetong was so angry that he almost spewed a mouthful of old blood. "Seven or eight spiritual treasures, you kid robbed? Didn't you tell you before you got off? I knew I would treat my heart as a donkey, but the old man would Shout out."