Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

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Most importantly, that childlike heart? Almost flawless.

Innocent? Not stupid? Mischievous and measured.

Dao Feng smiled: "That's right, but it's a child's nature to be playful, and it's wrong to overindulge, but completely suppressing it is also against the law of nature."

Meng Xingchen was taken aback for a moment, then pondered for a moment: "It makes sense."

Although he is more committed to strict teachers and educated students, it does not prevent him from agreeing with the rationality of another concept.

Dao Feng smiled: "You should always talk about the situation in the center of the Far North."

"Knife boy, the old man still hopes that you can think carefully again. The center of the extreme north is not something you can set foot on at your level." Meng Xingchen's face was a little serious.

If it is not equivalent to owe the blade an old life, in his current condition, he will never set foot in the center of the extreme north again.

At least a few years of training, heal most of his injuries before planning his excavation interrupted by the return of the Frozen Phoenix...

Dao Feng shook his head: "You don't need to persuade me anymore, if there is a way out, who would want to go to that ghostly place."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't understand, although those special cultivation resources were precious, were they really worth his life as a gamble to obtain them?

However, she is with him.

Dao Feng's answer Meng Xingchen had already expected.

Some people seem to be kind and talkative, but what he has decided will not change even if Ren Er breaks his throat.

This kind of person's achievement is that he has a clear goal and a firm will, and he can tell at a glance that he is a hero among men.

The failure is as I said, the disease is terminally ill, there is no cure, and it is self-destruction.

Meng Xingchen sighed softly and stopped persuading her.

"The center of the Extreme North is also known as the [Extremely Cold Hell]. Don't look at the severe cold in the inner periphery, but compared with the severe cold in the center of the Extreme North, it can be said to be a world of difference."

Zhu Zhuqing subconsciously tightened the coat made of two layers of thousand-year-old soul beast fur.

This place is already so terrifying, then inside...

Looking at the blade that has been put on a special robe that does not affect the movement too much, Zhu Zhuqing no longer has the heart to enjoy the food.

The current concerns have almost turned into reality.

Wrapped like a small rice dumpling, the spirit is still struggling.

There was no change on Dao Feng's face: "You continue."

"Severe cold is the first test for anyone who dares to set foot there. If you don't prepare enough to go in, even the soul saint can't survive a day. In the extreme cold hell, this old man saw a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast that was frozen to death. "

"It's not that I look down on you kid, it's just that with your cultivation base, no matter how well prepared you are, it may be difficult for you to last a day in the endless wind and snow." Meng Xingchen's tone did not fluctuate in the slightest.

He doesn't seem to be telling a fact, he's telling a fact.

As someone who has personally set foot in the most forbidden areas in the extreme north, he is qualified to draw conclusions.

"You continue." Dao Feng's face remained unchanged.

The calmness in those eyes startled Meng Xingchen.

This is not a forced calm...

"Visibility is the second test of the extremely cold hell for the footsteps. The pervasive snow is not piled on the ground. The violent air flow there stirs up the snow all the time."

"It can be said that the entire extreme cold hell is covered by snow, but the gaps in the snow are larger, and the visibility is extremely poor."

"Is it visible?" Dao Feng murmured softly, but he wasn't very worried about this issue.

"Don't ignore the role of vision in the extremely cold hell." How could Meng Xingchen not notice the disapproval in Dao Feng's tone?

On the spot, he began to pour cold water to refresh Dao Feng.

"Although your kid's mental power is not bad, and he was lucky enough to use it. But what you don't know is that the extreme cold hell is covered by a strange force field, and once the mental power is released, it will be quickly eroded !"

Dao Feng's eyes were a little serious.

Meng Xingchen is very satisfied with the performance of Daofeng.

But what he didn't know was.

The power of silkworms?

Could it be...it? !

Blade's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a bit.

In the depths of the soul space, Mo Nian, who was practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

A cold voice sounded.

"Go and get the [Soul Devouring Stone]."

Very good, better than ever!

【Soul Eater Stone】Ah!I finally found you!

[Gold of Annihilation] is ready, and [Soul-Eating Stone] is just around the corner.