There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

"Junior brother!"

"Wushuang!"

Cheng Lijun shouted again.

She ran on the iceberg anxiously with a sword in hand.

When the flying boat broke apart and flew out, she did not see Nie Wushuang, but saw several companions being caught in the energy wave. They did not last long before they collapsed in the air, their bodies turned into powder, and finally, not even a dregs were left, and they became nothingness.

There were almost no people like her who could survive the impact of the energy wave without dying.

In short, she did not see any survivors like herself. Even those strong men who had opened their minds and seen the truth could not survive, and Nie Wushuang, who was in the Zhoutian Qihai realm, would probably not be spared.

It was possible that it was more dangerous than good.

Cheng Lijun was inevitably anxious.

However, this iceberg seemed small and not wide. She could see the icebergs floating around and the mountains below. However, no matter how fast Cheng Lijun ran, there was always a vast expanse of white in front of her, and she could not leave this iceberg.

She knew that she was trapped in the magic circle.

If there was no magic circle, and the iceberg turned into mist again, she would fall from this height of ten thousand feet. If she was not a congenital real person, it would be difficult for her to fly with a sword in a short time. If she really fell from this, she would inevitably be shattered to pieces, and most of the time it would be dangerous.

However, Cheng Lijun did not care about her own safety.

Although she was no longer running around like an ant on a hot pot, she was still thinking about Nie Wushuang and looking around, hoping to see Nie Wushuang on other floating icebergs.

She still had hope in her heart.

She didn't think that her junior brother was dead.

...

Yes, Nie Wushuang was not dead.

Cheng Lijun could survive the impact of the energy wave, so he naturally had no problem. However, he didn't have time to follow Cheng Lijun. The energy of the magic circle collapse was a bit strong, and the aura that appeared next to him also had a little effect on him. Well, he felt a little threatened.

Since the causal line between him and Cheng Lijun was not broken, and he did not sense that Cheng Lijun would be in danger, Nie Wushuang did not take action.

There was no need to expose himself.

In the end, Nie Wushuang just went with the flow, and as the energy wave danced in the air, he landed on a floating iceberg, and was trapped in the magic circle like Cheng Lijun.

However, he was not the only one on this floating iceberg.

Jiang Xunyun also survived.

For this, a protective magic weapon was consumed. This magic weapon came from the ancestor of the Jiang family, the Yangshen Zhenjun who practiced hard in the Guizang Hall of the Tianjian Sect.

The magic weapon was stained with a trace of the breath of the Yangshen Zhenjun.

When the flying boat collapsed, seeing that no one rescued him, Jiang Xunyun made a prompt decision and activated the portable magic weapon. The shadow of the Yangshen Zhenjun covered him, resisting the impact of the frenzied energy wave, leaving him unscathed, and with the energy fluctuations, he was thrown onto a floating iceberg.

The aura of the True Lord Yangshen on the magic weapon was exhausted and turned into waste.

Then, he saw Nie Wushuang.

At that moment, Jiang Xunyun couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe his eyes, thinking that he had an illusion.

You know, if there was no life-saving magic weapon given by the ancestor, with his strength, he would not be able to save his life under the impact of the energy wave generated by the rupture of the magic circle. He also saw some companions being torn into nothingness in the energy wave and died without any pain.

How could this kid who entered the Tianjian Gate by relying on his thighs and taking the back door survive this void storm?

This is something that cannot happen, but it happened, right in front of him, Jiang Xunyun naturally couldn't believe his eyes.

However, facts are facts.

Just a dozen feet away, the kid was standing alive.

Moreover, it seems that not only is he unscathed, but his entire body is spotless, just like he was in the flying boat, unlike himself, whose clothes are ragged, with holes and threads, and he is as miserable as a beggar begging on the street. Without a mirror, he doesn't know what his face looks like, and most likely...

Why?

Jiang Xunyun took a few deep breaths and put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Nie Wushuang certainly saw Jiang Xunyun, but he ignored him and didn't say hello, but spread his mind out.

The mind was blocked when it went out of the range of the iceberg.

It was an invisible membrane, which was the boundary generated by the operation of the magic circle. Nie Wushuang's mind came into contact with it and received feedback instantly.

Well, it was not a very good feedback.

The action of force is mutual, and the connection formed by the mind is also the same. Nie Wushuang came into contact with the operating magic circle, and his mind became a connection channel.

A mysterious and strange breath followed.

What is this?

This breath is very strange, Nie Wushuang has never encountered it before.

Let's put it this way. After three lives, I won't talk about the first life. In the second life and the current life, he has never come into contact with such an existence.

Interesting!

This breath has a strong smell of incense, but it is very different from the smell of Buddhist incense. It is similar to it but opposite to it, with a very deep dark consciousness.

How to say it?

Black ice!

Yes, it is like black ice, the consciousness condensed in the depths of darkness, as cold as ice, extraordinary cold, even if light penetrates, it will be frozen.

Of course, the breath that Nie Wushuang touched was not that terrible. Although the core was black ice, it was just a wisp of it, not a black ice entity. With his current strength, he has the energy of a world and a vast and boundless divine consciousness, but he can withstand it.

He let the breath enter his sea of ​​consciousness.

Then, his thoughts surrounded the breath, swallowed it, analyzed and transformed it, just like dealing with the law of space, and took it for himself.

Finally, he made it his own.

Of course, this is a long process, and it is almost impossible to achieve just this little contact, and more data analysis is needed.

In other words, it is necessary to deal with this kind of existence more.

This opportunity should come again.

Yes, Nie Wushuang has guessed that this thing is most likely from the Xuanyin Temple of Ningguo. This breath should be the breath of the demon god Xuanyin Great God Zun worshipped by the other party. The core of Xuanyin Great God Zun is black ice, which comes from the endless void. The black ice floating in the endless void is transformed from a black hole.

The black hole located in the coldest place of the endless void has consciousness, which is the so-called Xuanyin Great God Zun.

Of course, Nie Wushuang didn't know the above for the time being. Now he was hungry for all kinds of new rules and systems, swallowing them and converting them into his own, and finally, walking out a path that belonged to him. Only in this way could he compete with the Buddha.

Because when analyzing the aura of the Great God Xuanyin, Nie Wushuang looked a little absent-minded, and in Jiang Xunyun's view, this was a kind of arrogance.

He didn't take the initiative to say hello to himself!

He didn't even see his own existence!

How dare he?