"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"
When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, everyone held their hands in their hands and thanked him. If it hadn't been for his suggestion, I don't know how much time would have been wasted.
The old man took the spirit boat and took a pill. It seemed that this control was quite costly.
I originally thought that I could keep riding the spirit boat and save most of the time. However, while gliding down the mountain, I was almost blown over by the strong wind several times. If the ice shield of Longmiao Palace hadn't blocked most of the power, the old man would have spent a lot of time. The body's strength stabilized the spirit boat, and everyone must have jumped in long ago.
Such a thrilling scene made everyone on tenterhooks several times, and also made the old man unable to withstand the intense consumption of mana, so once they reached the foot of the mountain, everyone was naturally embarrassed to stay on the spirit boat.
"It's so difficult with the help of Longmiao Palace, and it's said to be the easiest palace!" Liangchen couldn't help but secretly sigh.
"Brother Chilin, I wonder why the ice storm area that the clan leader mentioned earlier did not appear on the top of the mountain?" After being saved by the man, Liangchen had a pretty good impression of him. In addition, he inherited the family tradition of his father, clan leader Yanyang. and personality, the two had some exchanges along the way, and are now considered half-friends.
"I don't know about this, but when I came here I heard from my father that ice explosions often occur on icebergs. We must be lucky that we didn't encounter them." Chiling replied in a low voice.
The two people's voices were not loud, but everyone gathered under the Linjing curtain and could hear them.
The leader of the Tuntian clan who was walking in front also heard the discussion between the two and explained: "According to the usual records, the ice explosion area does not always appear. If there is still no next snow mountain, then we are lucky!"
"I hope good luck will always come to me." After hearing the explanation, Liangchen looked a little surprised and prayed in a low voice.
"I don't know if good luck will come, but the glacier is right in front of you. This is another difficulty you have to face." Chief Tuntian looked ahead with a solemn expression.
Liangchen heard the sound and looked forward, only to find that there were far fewer snowflakes in the sky at some point, and he could already see a wide stretch of ice stretching forward.
"In this extremely cold formation of ice and snow, the strongest wind is on the top of the mountain, and the coldest place is this glacier. Although the shield of Longmiao Palace can resist most of the force, for your current state, this extreme cold is too cold. It’s not something you can bear!”
"The Qiankun Bell I gave you earlier not only has the power of shield, but also has the power of fire. It was prepared for you just for this formation. Unfortunately, it was chopped into pieces by a sword."
"This can only give you another treasure." As if thinking of the Qiankun Bell, the Tuntian clan leader looked a little distressed and took out a pair of short boots as he spoke.
The boots are all made of light silver, with a pair of round silver silkworms tattooed on the boot shaft, which looks a bit naive. Several small red beads on the boot body form an exquisite formation.
Liangchen reached out and took it, and as soon as he took it, a wave of heat came from his boots.
"This treasure is called Silver Silkworm Boots. It is woven from red fire silver silkworms in the desert and is inlaid with fire beads. Although it is a little lower than the Qiankun Bell, it should be able to help you get through this ice river." General Tuntian Clan Chief The boots were handed to him and he was introduced.
"Red Fire Silver Silkworm!"
"According to legend, this silkworm is extremely rare. It can only appear in extremely hot places. It only spins one silk thread a year. I don't know how much silver thread is needed for such a pair of boots!"
There was a monk nearby who knew this treasure and was amazed.
"Thank you, clan leader!" After putting on his short boots, Liangchen felt waves of warmth coming from the soles of his feet, and his body gradually warmed up, no longer as stiff and numb as before.
"Let's go." Chief Tuntian took the lead and walked forward.
The further we go, the fewer and fewer snowflakes fall from the sky. I don’t know whether it’s because the clouds have dispersed or the snow has stopped, or because it’s too cold here.
The strong wind whistling from the sky became more violent. Although the crystal light curtain blocked most of the strong wind, even a few strands of cold wind leaked in, making Liangchen shiver again and again.
Walking on the ice was not only difficult, but also extremely difficult, so everyone was even more cautious.
The cold air became more and more pressing as it went in, and visible wisps of cold air rose up from the ice.
This crystal screen is very effective in resisting the strong wind of snowflakes in the sky, but it has no obvious effect on the cold air coming out under the feet.
However, everyone used their magic weapons, and the temperature in the crystal curtain was still bearable. Liangchen had silver silkworm boots under his feet, but he could barely resist it.
"Fortunately, we have the shield of Longmiao Palace. Otherwise, we have to resist the strong wind above and the cold air of the glacier below. I am afraid that this glacier will consume almost all my energy, not to mention that there is an iceberg standing in the distance!"
Everyone looked at the man who was standing in the middle of the crowd and kept blowing cold air on the crystal shield. Only then did they understand why the clan leaders and the monks agreed to give him a position in unison.
After two sticks of incense, the cold air on the ice had condensed into clouds of mist, which were blown all over the sky by the strong wind.
Everyone plunged into the fog, only to feel the cold air coming from all directions. The fire emitted by the fire sparrows in people's hands seemed to have been splashed with cold water. Only a flame as big as a pea was left, emitting a little light. And those fire armor magic weapons were also dimmed by the cold air, and I don't know how much heat they still have.
In this way, several low-level people suddenly felt the pressure increase dramatically, and even their breath became cold.
Except for the young man with the lowest Liangchen realm in the formation, the situation is even worse!
At this time, there were ice chips on his hair, frost flowers on his eyebrows, his lips were blue and purple, and his teeth were trembling slightly. His whole body was shaking slightly, and streaks of light disappeared and appeared in his body, as if he was desperately resisting the pervasive cold air.
"This person must be alone. He dares to break into this place. I don't know if he has someone to rely on or if he is just being bold!"
Even with the silver silkworm boots, Liangchen felt a little strenuous at this time, and his hands and feet became cold again, not to mention those who were unprepared.
"You are so young, why risk your life!"
A voice suddenly rang out from the crowd. It wasn't loud, but everyone was focused on their way, so this sentence seemed a bit abrupt.
"Alas~"
Everyone was silent when they heard the sound. Some people sighed and seemed to think so.
But the young man listened as if he didn't hear it. He didn't know whether he was just resisting the cold and unable to argue, or he didn't dare to argue at all.
"However, this person's ability to reach the third palace will definitely not be simply based on luck. Maybe he can really make it to the eighth palace!" Liangchen couldn't help but look at him a few more times and took a pill to replenish his physical strength. , and continued to walk forward in the heavy fog.
The strong wind was blowing, the cold air was raging, and the thick fog was rolling in. Everyone hunkered down and moved forward.
Outside the high wall of the Holy City, an old man with green hair and a old woman with white hair appeared. They were the King of Mobei and King Dongling who had been pursuing them for thousands of miles.
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