Painting of the Nine Immortals

Underneath the city of Hanxue, a hundred-zhang ice sculpture stands tall, and the cold is extremely cold.

Even the bones of the Burning World were suppressed by ice sculptures.

Not that the bones of the Burnt World Fairy are too weak, but that Ling Ling's current strength cannot suppress ice sculptures.

"If I am in the ninth realm, I can melt it with the power of the world's bones."

Ling Xian sighed slightly and shook her head with a grin.

If he is in the ninth realm, he can kill the five leaders with one slap.

"No way ..." Han Limei's eyes darkened.

"No, there must be a way, but we don't know."

Ling Xian sighed, Chaos Academy could not set up a desperate situation, there would be a way.

At the moment, his palm rises to burn the evil **** fire, blessing on the bones of the immortal.

Suddenly, the sun does not die out, it can burn everything, and it can transform the demon.

With just a few breaths, however, the heat turned cold.

The ice sculpture is really terrible. It is absolutely cold. With Lingxian's current strength, it can't be shaken at all.

However, Ling Xian did not give up.

He did everything he could, imaginable, will use, all over.

As a result, the ice sculpture was still as stable as a rock, without even a trace of ice debris falling.

This made Han Li's eyes dim, and his heart was desperate.

Ling Xian also had a hint of despair.

He had done everything he could, but the ice sculpture didn't even have a crack, who wouldn't despair if he changed it?

"It's been half an hour. Now that we can't break the ice sculpture, let's leave." Han Li sighed.

"Wait a minute, there must be a way."

Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, Chaos Academy could not set up a desperate situation, there must be vitality.

But he didn't know.

At the moment, he was meditating meticulously, sorting out many clues, without letting go of any detail.

"The illusions experienced by others must be the same as mine."

"My strength is the best among all the trials. If I can't melt the ice sculpture, no one else can."

"In that case, wouldn't nobody pass the assessment?"

Ling Xian murmured to himself, star eyes suddenly lit up.

As he said, he could not melt the ice sculpture, and no one else could do it. Even the Qin Emperor and the mysterious man could not obtain treasures.

Chaos Academy will not set up desperation, that is, the key point is not on the tester, but on the illusionist.

In other words, it is on Han Li.

She is the daughter of Lord Hanxue, and she is undoubtedly the most important person in this imagination in the case of Lord Yuxue.

In other words, only she can melt the ice sculptures and obtain treasures.

"It turned out that I went into a misunderstanding, thinking that the tester was the key." Ling Xian sighed and finally understood.

Chaos Academy is indeed testing them, but they are not necessarily the key point. For example, the key point is cold away.

At the moment, Ling Xian looked at Han Li and smiled, "If you want to break the game, you have to rely on you."

"Rely on me?" Han Li was dismayed, suspecting that either she heard it wrong or Ling Xian said it wrong.

"Yes, it's you."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. He couldn't elaborate on the specific reasons, but he was sure that Han Li could melt the ice sculpture and obtain treasures.

"How can I have this ability ..."

Han Li smiled bitterly, but Ling Xian could single out the three leaders, and the fierce man who left calmly could not melt the ice sculpture. How could she?

"Think carefully what your father told you."

Ling Xian smiled and said, "Don't let go of any meaningful words."

"What did my dad and I say ..." Han Lixiu frowned, thinking back carefully.

After a few breaths, she hesitated, "My dad brought me here when he was young, and he said that taking blood as the lead and taking heart as the root can protect Hanxue City."

"Taking the blood as the lead and taking the heart as the root ..." Ling Xian's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, meditation contemplative.

The blood refers to the blood of the Han family, the heart refers to the firm conviction, and the guarding of the cold snow city refers to the treasures in the ice sculpture.

At the moment, Ling Xian's eyebrows stretched out and said, "Are you strong enough to guard the Cold Snow City?"

"I would rather die than guard the city of Frost."

Han Li Zheng Jianjian head, his words are strong and strong, and the ground is loud.

After that, her eyes dimmed, and she said, "Yeah, Cold Snow City is over."

"It can be rebuilt after it has been destroyed. Now what you have to do is to cut off the extraterrestrial demons and avenge those who died." Ling Xian said in a deep voice.

"Yes, I want revenge, I want to rebuild Han Xuecheng!" Han Li's expression turned firm.

"well."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "Put your blood on the ice sculpture. If I guess correctly, your blood can melt the ice sculpture."

Wen Yan, Han Li nodded his head slightly, forcing a drop of apical blood.

Suddenly, blood poured into the ice sculpture, and a dazzling light burst out.

The next moment, the ice sculpture cracked a gap. Although it was not noticeable, it meant that Ling Xian's guess was correct.

The cold blood can really shake the ice sculpture!

"This ..." Han Lizhang lived, never dreaming that his blood could even crack the ice sculpture.

"I did not guess wrong."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "Go on."

Hearing that Han Li returned to God, a little more in his eyes.

At this moment, she continued to force out the essence and blood, and continued to crack the ice sculpture.

Gradually, the ice sculpture cracked a large gap, and the aura of light was faintly visible.

At this time, Han Li was already weak and conscious.

There is no way, the essence of blood is equivalent to vitality. If all is lost, then this life will come to an end.

"Finally seeing hope." Han Liqiang smiled, despite his own danger, and continued to drive out the essence.

However, it was stopped by Ling Xian.

The cold leave is already weak, and if it continues, it will definitely disappear.

"You think about it, you will die at most ten drops of essence blood." Ling Xian gave Han Li a deep look.

"Ten drops?"

Han Li was silent for a moment, then Yan Yan smiled: "Enough, ten drops of blood, enough to divide the ice sculpture in half."

After speaking, she forced out nine drops of blood in one breath, causing the ice sculpture to collapse.

Just one more drop of essence blood will completely crack and obtain treasure.

However, Han Li is also on the verge of death. As long as another drop of blood is forced, Da Luo Zhenxian cannot save her.

"After I die, you take away the treasure and cut off the extraterrestrial demon."

"After that, you give the treasure to Grandpa and ask him to rebuild Cold City."

Han Lizhan smiled, the thrilling beauty was dreamlike.

"I promise you." Ling Xian took a deep look at Han Li without persuading.

He saw Han Li's resoluteness, and even if his tongue was brilliant, he couldn't shake her faith.

"Thank you."

Looking at Lingxian Qingxiu's face, Han Li converged to smile, and said, "Last question, are you the mysterious strong man who shot in secret and saved my life?"

"Yes." Ling Xian sighed softly.

"I knew it."

Han Li showed a smile and said, "There is no regret. Promise me, we must cut off the extraterrestrial demons."

After that, she forced the last drop of essence blood, and the vitality was cut off instantly.

The ice sculpture also collapsed.

The next moment, the bright light flooded the place, and a human figure was faintly visible, like a fairy immortal, and the dust was flowing.