Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Standing outside the snow-filled area, Qin Fengming's expression showed a thoughtful expression. The place in front of him gave him a very dangerous feeling.

Here, the ice cold in the mountains is enough to break the protective aura of the early-stage Xuanling monks and even the middle-stage monks. Without the magical power or secret technique to withstand the cold, Xuanling monks would be unable to stay here much longer.

Facing the snowy land ahead, Qin Fengming did not dare to enter it for a while.

Qin Fengming, who stood on the spot with a slight frown on his face, did not hesitate for long. He raised his hand and a Qingyan sword blade came out casually. With the sound of breaking through the air, it shot forward.

What surprised Qin Fengming was that the thick sword blade with powerful power quickly shrunk just a few feet away from the snowy land, and the energy that had been consumed was greatly reduced, and disappeared on the spot.

Standing on the powerful sword blade, Qin Fengming suddenly felt that the transparent silk thread in the drifting snow had the power to cut and melt. The huge energy of the sword blade was entangled by the silk threads, and the majestic condensation on the sword blade The light seemed to be stripped away layer by layer.

"What kind of substance is this? Why is it so terrifying?"

Suddenly seeing the situation in front of him, Qin Fengming took a breath, his eyes widened, and he spoke urgently.

Without hesitating for long, Qin Fengming raised his hand again, and a ball of crystal green flame appeared in his palm. With a thought, a ball of green fire that was only as big as a baby's fist shot out, and in a flash, it headed towards the snowy land ahead.

Seeing the fire ball completely covered by the falling snow, Qin Fengming's heart became tense.

"Ah, no!" After just a moment, Qin Fengming exclaimed. His anxious expression was revealed, his hands quickly made seals, and a green light flashed back. Under the flash, it stopped directly. In the palm of Qin Fengming's right hand.

Looking at the green fire ball in the palm of his hand, Qin Fengming frowned sharply.

In a short period of time, Qin Fengming felt that half of the energy in the green fire ball had disappeared. Such a terrifying loss of energy made Qin Fengming terrified.

Looking at the ball of fire in his hand, Qin Fengming's expression became more solemn.

At this moment, there are dozens of transparent silk threads shooting and swimming in this fire ball, and a sharp and strange coldness surrounds the slender silk threads.

The emerald green flames with the power of devouring them could not easily refine those seemingly extremely thin transparent silk threads.

Qin Fengming had a feeling,

Even if the soul-devouring ghost fire enters the snowy land in front of it, it may eventually be melted into it by this strange and powerful transparent thread.

Looking at the snowy land in front of him, Qin Fengming really realized how terrifying and dangerous this dangerous place that even the Xuanling monks from the Xun Cang Realm dared not enter was.

With a flash of body, the second soul appeared on the spot with the dragon soul beast in its arms.

Looking at the snowy land in front of him, he also had an extremely solemn expression.

But the small dragon soul beast in his arms had bright eyes and kept neighing at the snowy land in front of him.

It was obvious that this little beast had an extremely strong sense of the place ahead.

This kind of induction indicates that somewhere ahead, there is a treasure with heaven-defying icy properties that makes the little beast extremely happy.

"The silk thread in the snow is extremely powerful. I wonder if the Thunder Frog's body can resist the attack of this silk thread?" Looking at the land in front of him, the second soul said.

"Although the Thunder Frog's body is tough, it cannot resist the transparent silk thread, because the thread is not afraid of the physical body and can easily pierce the tough defense of the physical body." Qin Fengming said directly with a gloomy expression.

He has already sensed that the silk thread is not afraid of the energy of the five elements, and it has extremely powerful tearing ability to the physical body. It is impossible for the Thunder Frog body to resist it.

"Since this place is so dangerous, it will be difficult to get through here. We'd better take a detour." The second soul proposed a second plan.

Qin Fengming nodded, it seemed that this was the only way.

The second soul did not return to Shenji Mansion, but flew forward with Qin Fengming.

The second soul controls the body of a puppet, and its resistance to the invasion of ice and freezing points in the air is still very strong. Following Qin Fengming, there is no need to worry too much.

Qin Fengming was responsible for vigilance in the front, while the second soul was holding the dragon soul beast, always paying attention to the changes in the dragon soul beast.

What left the two of them speechless was that they flew tens of thousands of miles away along the edge of the snowy land, and still had no intention of reaching the end.

"It seems that this land of falling snow should be a barrier to this dangerous place. If you want to enter, you must pass through this land of falling snow." The two stopped and Qin Fengming said slowly.

"The means of resisting the cold include soul-eating ghost fire and the Nine Nether Ice Lotus. You can see if the Nine Nether Ice Lotus can withstand the cold and silk attacks."

The second soul, Diandian, agreed very much with what Qin Fengming said and immediately came up with a plan.

Qin Fengming has a lot of tricks, but to resist the cold, there really aren't many. The soul-devouring ghost fire has always been Qin Fengming's first choice to resist the invasion of all kinds of ice cold and poisonous fog.

Now that the Soul-Eating Ghost Fire has no effect, we can only think of other ways.

Qin Fengming did not hesitate, waved his hand, and a dark lotus with a faint light suddenly appeared in his palm. The lotus appeared, and a wave of ice appeared.

This sudden appearance of ice was no weaker than the surrounding ice aura.

Qin Fengming fired the magic formula in his hand, and lotus petals flew out. In an instant, he was surrounded by dark and cold lotus flowers.

"Go!" A curse was uttered, and an ice lotus flew out, flying directly towards the snowy land ahead.

Without making the slightest sound, the dark ice lotus entered the falling snow.

Not long after, a black light shot out from the drifting snow and returned to Qin Fengming.

"This Nine Nether Ice Lotus cannot resist the attack of the transparent silk threads. It seems that we have to see what kind of things these threads are before we can think of a way to resist them."

Qin Fengming looked at the lotus wrapped in transparent silk threads in front of him and said in a low tone.

Those silk threads wrapped around the ice lotus were actually devouring the cold aura on the ice lotus. Just to stabilize this ice lotus, Qin Fengming needs to sacrifice a lot of mana.

Faced with such a situation, Qin Fengming was speechless for a moment.

The Taotie Qiankun Gui should be able to swallow these cold threads, but it cannot protect Qin Fengming through. This left him wondering what to do for a while.

"The treasure is in the cold, and the mana and soul energy consumed may not be something a monk can bear. Therefore, if you want to pass here, you have to find another way. There is still something on you that may be able to resist this cold thread. Attack." Seeing that Qin Fengming had been studying for a long time and had no clue, the second soul spoke again.

"There is one more thing, you mean the ice louse mother worm?" Qin Fengming's mind changed and he suddenly thought of something and said urgently.

"Yes, it's the female ice louse." The second soul nodded and confirmed.