Refining Heaven and Earth

The frosty cold air came from the deep mine. Fang Bai suddenly lifted up his spirit, his consciousness spread forward, and a faint light appeared.

Wannian Xuanyu?

Accelerating under the feet, a faint light appeared in the darkness, less than the size of an adult's palm, but the chill that emanated from it was refreshing.

Wannian Xuanyu can't be wrong!

Finally found the first piece and smashed it directly.

boom!

The pain in his right hand came, and Fang Bai took a breath of air, and saw a faint imprint on the wall. There was no movement in Wannian Xuanyu.

"So strong!"

Fang Bai was secretly surprised that his fist was enough to tear the virtual device, but he couldn't help the wall. He was washed away by the overcast air all year round, and the wall was extremely hard here.

The purple awn crossed, Zi Xiaojian cut off directly, the harsh noises sounded, and an inch of light and dark marks appeared on the wall.

Fang Bai was more and more surprised. Although he could not exert the true power of Zi Xiao Jian, the wall was not necessarily too hard.

Really running, but also a sword, Wannian Xuanyu was a little loose.

There are Zixiao swords that are so laborious, Fang Bai can't imagine what other people used to obtain Wannian Xuanyu.

The three days given by Jiuyin Palace seem to be for a reason. Before you can find a mine, you have the opportunity to collect 10,000 years of black jade. Even so, at the bottom of this cold lake, how long can the average person persist?

Zi Xiaojian kept beating. After a while, a piece of 10,000-year-old black jade fell, Fang Bai stretched out his hand, and his body froze.

Cold air entered the body crazy along the arm, holding Wannian Xuanyu's right arm momentarily stiff, half of the body seemed to be solidified.

In a hurry, the days are changing, the right arm shakes forcibly, and thousands of years of black jade fall to the ground.

Sitting cross-legged on the spot, half an hour later, Fang Bai slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the 10,000-year-old mysterious jade from the ground, relieved.

"It's so strong!"

No wonder it can form such a perverted cold pool. The Jiuyin Palace is covered by snow and ice for tens of thousands of miles. It is because of these 10,000 years of cold pools.

Emptying a ring of precepts, a volume of godly knowledge was included in it, and even the godly sense suddenly shuddered and the sea shook.

Stand up and continue walking deep.

A faint light shone, and Zi Xiaojian kept firing. About an hour later, eight thousand years of black jade were added to the Qiankun ring.

One from each of the four major families participates in the battle of the Holy King. Four thousand years of black jade is enough, but this jade is extremely precious and of great value. Maybe it will be reused in the future.

Jiuyin Palace is also not stupid, and will not allow others to mine in large quantities, so the rules are set, each person can only pick one piece, Jiuyin Palace will not be recovered.

No one dared to provoke the majesty of the Jiuyin Palace, nor could he avoid the inspection of the Jiuyin Palace, but Fang Bai could.

In less than a day, he had a lot of time to mine.

After finishing his body, most of them were sent to Lian Tianding to ensure that there was nothing to doubt, and Fang Bai continued to mine.

Zi Xiaojian kept dancing, lacking vitality to replenish her spirits, and went all the way to the depths of the mine.

Two days passed quickly, and more than 500 pieces of 10,000-year-old mysterious jade were added to the Qiankun Ring.

The only thing that makes Fang Bai strange is that this mine is not difficult to find. Why hasn't anyone come, have they all left?

However, he did not know that it was the limit that ordinary powerful men could persist at the bottom of the cold lake for a day, and some geniuses and evildoers only persisted for more than a day.

Because of this, many people will leave immediately after finding Wannian Xuanyu, and do not want to risk being eroded by the cold. After all, the actual selection has not yet started.

At the time when Fang Baile was different, Wang Fuhua's four people couldn't sit still. After two days passed, many people had left, but Fang Bai's figure disappeared.

"Did he have an accident?" Meng Hongtu frowned.

"No!" Wang Fuhua shook his head and said, "With his strength, there will be no danger. Besides, he did not offend anyone, and it should not have happened."

In spite of this, Wang Fu's paintings are still very worried. The battle of the Holy King cannot be lost.

Chen Changqing said coldly, "I don't think it's necessary to wait for him."

"Oh?"

Meng Hongtu wondered: "Do you mean we shot it ourselves?"

"inappropriate!"

Zhao Xinghe shook his head and said, "With one day left, we may not be able to find Wannian Xuanyu, or wait and see."

Humph!

Chen Changqing sneered coldly: "It's better to rely on others than yourself. If you want thousands of years of black jade, you don't have to take them yourself. There is no other way."

The four were silent, and there was no way other than that, everyone knew very well.

"Continuity and rebellion!" Meng Hongtu said in a deep voice: "What do you say?"

Wang Fuhua frowned and did not speak, Zhao Xinghe glanced, and said lightly: "Every year Xuanyu must be in hand, no mistakes can be made!"

"hypocritical!"

Chen Changqing dismissed: "So, what else to say, ready to start."

The fighting erupted from all over the cold pool, and it was not just the four of them who had the same idea.

It is dangerous to go deep into the bottom of the cold pool, and it is possible to find the return of Wannian Xuanyu. Although it is the best among them, the consumption must be huge.

What's more, how can those who have the courage to kill and win treasures have no certain strength?

Looking outside, the tens of thousands of years of cold lakes and waves, the roar of endless sound, sometimes rising to the sky, the scolding sounds scattered.

In the past two days, many people successfully obtained Wannian Xuanyu, but more people stayed at the bottom of the lake forever.

Wang Yuzhen's gaze was burning. He didn't show a figure, he had to see clearly, his face alternated with hope and disappointment.

Huh!

The red figure rose into the sky and quickly swept away in the direction of Jiuyin Palace.

"Zhu Yang!"

"That's Zhu Yang!"

Huh!

Immediately after that, a red figure rushed up, cold eyes glanced at the direction that Zhu Yang swept away, and turned to fly to the other side.

I wish you?

A confrontation two days ago, everyone still remembers it, and dared to challenge the majesty of the Temple of Fire, so that everyone remembered Zhu.

The two have appeared one after another, and the hatred between the two seems to illustrate some problems.

Zhu Yang lost!

"What's the matter?" Zhu Chiyan shouted in a deep voice, not very satisfied with Zhu Yang's performance.

Zhu Yang calmly said, "Zhu Huan colluded with a physical practitioner and accidentally hit him."

"Physical?"

Zhu Zhiyan's brows were lightly frowned, and the body repairs under Hantan did take a lot of advantage. If so, it would make sense, "Are you all right?"

"It's all right!" Zhu Yang said coldly: "It really is in his hands."

boom!

Inexplicable words, Zhu Zhiyan's momentum flashed around him, then dissipated, murmured: "Well, just find it."

Not far away, the Lord of the Jiuyin Palace and the Holy King looked up and seemed a little confused about Zhu Zhiyan's performance.

"Are you sure?" Zhu Zhiyan asked in a low voice.

PO ... First ^ F QI

Zhu Yang looked somber and said, "If it's not in his hands, I'm pretty sure, I don't have it now."

"Ok!"

Zhu Zhiyan said indifferently: "Okay, get ready for the next fight, don't worry about the rest."