Frisbee Mountain, Liulixue, Yunxiafeng... Fang Yuan crossed the ninth snow line, bit by bit, according to the terrain figured out on the map, and determined that he was walking in the right direction. Of course, do These are only in the case of a slow response to the extreme. After the ninth snow line, the terrible snowstorm is completely beyond his imagination. It seems that no one can resist it at all. Every snowstorm can be directly Penetrating people, as if being lingering, utterly stabbing, but not dying.

Even Fang Yuan didn't understand why he hadn't been frozen to death, or that he had no time to think about these little things, but with a hint of hope in his heart, he took a breath and moved his numb legs, one step Step forward.

The mana of one body seems to have solidified, but fortunately, Fang Yuan was extremely solid. When he built the foundation, he was originally a five-element foundation. Among them, the power of water lines can transform the wind and snow, and what he later cultivated. Xuan Huang's tactics even pushed the change to the extreme. Now that the wind-cold method is running, he can barely protect his heart and make him last longer.

However, this kind of school is equivalent to being subjected to terrible magical attacks at all times, and the pressure is too unimaginable...

Fang Yuan didn't know how long he could last, or that he didn't think about it anymore.

Zhisheng lives and died outside the temperature, and there is only the avenue in front of him.

Even though the thinking has become rigid, instinct is still destroying him to move forward.

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Little by little, step by step, I left a deep footprint on the snowfield, and after the snowstorm, it became very light again.

Gradually, he did not know how far he went into the snowfield. When he looked up, he saw a gorgeous brilliance at a certain moment, like the sky and the fairy, and he was still on the horizon, condensing for a long time. At that moment, he was crazy Staring stupidly at the Mo Guanghua for a long time, it was not until a cat meow woke him up that he lowered his head and continued to walk on the snowy field that seemed to have no end.

In fact, after passing the ninth snow line, it was very close to the inanimate sword mound pointed on the map, but now he walks so arrogantly, but the speed is extremely slow, and this journey is very incomparable. Long, long enough to seem to end.

But Fang Yuan has now forgotten the time and everything around him, and has a thought in his heart, either to die or to the end, so he stayed so hard, never stopped, the practitioners at this time The advantage is obvious. If it is a mortal, it will be frozen and killed at this time, but the practitioners can forcefully control their own bodies.

As long as a thought is still alive, even if the body is dead, you can let it continue to move forward.

Fang Yuan didn't know if he was dead, but he knew that he hadn't stopped before he reached the end.

Before, he would take a break every other way, but now he even saves his rest, because he knows that once he stops at this time, he will immediately die completely, and he will never again. It is possible to reach the end again.

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"Brother Fang Yuan... Brother Fang Yuan..."

There seemed to be phantom sounds in his ears, and Fang Yuan’s consciousness had been frozen, so it was vague, like a drum isolated in the air. After a long time, the sound became clear. He settled down and realized that it was Jin Hanxue is calling on herself, and now her face, which is also not very beautiful due to the snow, is now showing a surprise expression, while holding herself, while pointing to the back...

Fang Yuan's eyes were dull, and after a lot of effort, he turned his attention.

Then he saw a bottomless cliff!

The cliff is unfathomable, the bottom is invisible, the wind and snow dance in the air, and it is impossible to leap, and above the cliff, there is a black stone gate. After the stone gate, it is a black iron suspension bridge that can only be passed by one person. After a distance of hundreds of feet, the other end dived into the vast and invisible wind and snow, and in the wind and snow, it wobbled and made a bitter "creak" sound.

"Xuanjian Gate?"

Fang Yuan wasted a lot of energy and only reacted.

There was a slight bitter joy in my heart.

On the map of Wusheng Jianzuo, the final sign is such a cliff.

In other words, according to the map of Wusheng Jianzuo, after seeing this cliff, I waited until Wusheng Jianzuo was found.

My own path is coming to an end.

"Go!"

Fang Yuan said two words with difficulty, and then walked forward slowly.

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Finding this cliff is not worth rejoicing. Before Wushengjianzuo, there can be no trial. This bridge should also be just one of the trials. It may not be so easy to pass, but now, Fang Yuan also There was no more mind to think about, he just gathered the strongest mind, deduced it, and after confirming that there was no restraint on the bridge, he walked up.

The wind blew the bridge and shook it.

Below is the unfathomable cliff, and the sky is full of wild winds.

You can't fly, you can only walk over, and if you fall, it will be twisted into pieces by the wind below.

Fang Yuan withdrew his mind and went straight forward.

With his cultivation practice, he still can't see the prohibition above, so he can only take one step at a time.

After all, this bridge is here to pass.

With this thought in his heart, Fang Yuan can be said to be well prepared to meet everything, but to his surprise, he walked in front and Jin Hanxue walked in the back. At the other end of the iron bridge, there was no abnormality, until it passed through the confused snow in the air, and his feet stepped on the ground, which was still unimaginable.

"Is it too long, the ban on this suspension bridge has already decayed?"

Fang Yuan could only think like this, and then continued to walk forward.

After passing through a winding snowy road, bypassing the side of a mountain leaning against a sword, a river appeared in front of Fang Yuan.

As early as the first snow line, it was the cold that dripped into ice, but on the current snow field, after the ninth snow line, there suddenly appeared a river, wide and boundless, clattering, rushing from the far east, Go straight to the west!

The river is clear, cold, very beautiful, and very strange!

"Is this the second trial?"

Fang Yuan stood by the river and felt that there must be some trial.

Jin Hanxue looked at this river, and he was stunned: "Is this the never-frozen river recorded by our Jinjiadian? This is the kind of Dao that can help people achieve the foundation of the heavens. It actually exists here. Right in front of..."

Then her eyes were horrified: "There must be something weird about this river here?"

The white cat felt her timidity as she felt her heartbeat increase.

Then it stretched lazily, and it was ready to do something.

But Fang Yuan didn't wait for it to come out, but already walked staggering toward the river.

Looking at the wide glacier, he thought about it with the few thoughts left now, but he couldn't really see anything. He just looked away, looked a few times around, and saw a dozen feet. In addition, there is actually a stone-carved strange boat floating on the river water, moored on the bank, the river is clear, the stone boat is like ink, and it seems to have a strange beauty...

Now that there is a boat, let's row over...

Fang Yuan walked directly over, stepped on a strange boat, picked ice to make pulp, and slowly paddled past.

"Brother Fang Yuan, you..."

Jin Hanxue shouted anxiously, scared and cold.

That strange boat is just there, there must be some mystery...

Why did you go straight up?

She wanted to stop it, but in this icy and snowy field, she didn't have much vitality herself, how could she stop it?

So she could only stare blankly at Fang Yuan's strange boat and drift towards the opposite bank.

Not only was she stunned, but the white cat who just protruded her head from her chest also froze.

...Is this fool drowned?

But in their astonished eyes, they saw Fang Yuan honestly paddling across the river, jumped down, and then the strange boat floated back along the river automatically, and Fang Yuan looked back at them, it seemed to be When they row over...

Jin Hanxue was completely stunned, puzzled, and had no choice but to embark on a strange boat.

Behind them, they went all the way forward, crossing the Iron Sword Forest, wearing the Valley of Fire Ash, and walked a cave eroded by the snow. Every place seemed extremely dangerous, and people did not dare to wear it. However, they just passed by without wind and waves, and passed by the safest method. Not only Jin Hanxue, but also the eyes of the white cat shrunk in her arms.

Walking forward little by little, and finally through a mist of snow, before coming to a snow valley.

Fang Yuan, who was walking in front, suddenly stood still, staring blankly in front of him for a long time.

Jin Hanxue also hurriedly followed, looking at him with a complex emotion in his heart.

Vitality V, buried sword here!

In front of Fang Yuan, there is a black stone tablet with the words marked by sword marks.

The stone tablet can't see how old, it seems to have been here for tens of thousands of years, but the handwriting is still clear.

"This is Wusheng Jianzuo?"

Jin Hanxue had some joy in his heart: "Here is the inheritance of the Third Sword Demon?"

She felt as if she was in a dream, almost daring to imagine that this legendary inanimate sword mound really found it this way?

Obviously there is not much joy on Fang Yuan's face~lightnovelpub.net~ Even if you look closely, there seems to be a trace of worry, but after watching this stone for a long time, I bypassed the stone and walked forward, Before stepping a few steps, he felt that the ground was soft and snowy, and then he fell straight down, fell on the same soft snow, and lifted his head up to see the side of the cave.

It was a deep, dark, and ancient cave house.

Or, this is a stone palace, a vast and ancient stone palace.

It's hard to imagine how such a stone palace was built on this extremely cold northern snowfield.

But it is also understandable, if there is no strangeness, what kind of inanimate sword mound?

　　

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