Zhao Fan just showed up.
Immediately afterwards, a Saint Ancestor of the Four Rules walked in front of him enthusiastically, "Jie Ancestor."
"Who is your Excellency?" Zhao Fan saluted in confusion. He could feel that the other party did not have any malice and seemed to be waiting for him to come.
"I am the Holy Ancestor Sankui."
Saint Ancestor Sankui introduced: "I practice meditation here, and I am also responsible for the second assessment of the Holy Academy."
"It turns out to be Senior Sankui."
Zhao Fanxin said that he was really low-key, a Saint Ancestor of the Four Rules, but he had never heard of him before.
Saint Ancestor Sankui took out a token.
Zhao Fan looked at it and saw that it was the Holy Court Order and confirmed it was correct.
"Touch your Holy Court Order with mine, and the graduation examination will begin."
Saint Ancestor Sankui said slowly: "There is no time limit, but if you ask me for help through the Holy Academy Order, it means that you have failed the assessment. You will not be able to take the second assessment in a short time. If you want to graduate, you will have to choose another one." I chose other assessments.”
"good."
Zhao Fan followed what Saint Ancestor Sankui said, and the Holy Court ordered them to touch each other.
There is an additional mark in his Holy Court Order.
"That is the entrance to the Ice Jedi." Saint Ancestor Sankui warned: "Remember, never go deep into the Ice Jedi, otherwise even I cannot guarantee that I will come to your rescue in an instant, and in the assessment area, As long as you don't die on your own, I can ensure that you are safe and sound."
Zhao Fan nodded.
After Saint Ancestor Sankui completed the process, his figure disappeared.
After a while.
Zhao Fan walked to the entrance of Bingling Jedi.
A large frozen hole.
I don’t know how many years of colored ice formed around the edges, layer upon layer.
Before I even entered, I felt a chill.
But it's only a trace. With Zhao Fan's background, he doesn't need to take it seriously.
Zhao Fan raised his feet and stepped into the frozen Jedi.
"According to the guidance of the Holy Court Order, the Holy Ice Grass is in that area."
Zhao Fan turned his head and looked at the passage to the right.
You can see all kinds of ice cubes and ice picks everywhere here.
"Boy Good Fortune." The voice of the copper lamp rang in Zhao Fan's consciousness, "You don't have to be careful in the outer area, you can just walk sideways. For the ancestral realm, the danger lies in the ice pick."
"Ice pick?"
Before Zhao Fan could ask, he saw hundreds of ice picks nearby, trembling as if sensing something, then falling off and stabbing him!
The traveling speed of those ice cones and the power they contain, if a normal person at the peak of the ancestral realm is not careful, he will end up with a lot of holes and fall.
Zhao Fan moved his palm, and the Shadow Demon Saber appeared.
He patted it casually.
Those ice picks were chopped down halfway by the light of the sword, making a crackling sound when they landed on the ice.
And where the original ice cone broke, new ice cones are slowly growing, and it will take a certain amount of time to be able to launch another offensive.
Zhao Fan kept approaching the area where the Holy Ice Grass grew.
The further you go, the more ice picks are attracted, and there are even no blind spots in all directions.
Zhao Fan simply waved the Shadow Demon, forming a shield of condensed sword light around him.
As long as the ice cone comes close, it will be crushed into powder by the power of the shield.
We traveled for a day and a night.
"Huh, we're finally here. If I remember correctly, more than a million ice picks were triggered on the way." Zhao Fan said in a dumbfounded voice: "If the students of the Holy Academy do not reach the strength to graduate, there is indeed a great danger. Huh? Brother Deng, why is there not a single holy ice grass here?"
