Wuhuang is above

Chapter 266 Iceberg Ghost Hand
It used to take half of the true essence liquid to fly for a day, but now, according to Feng Qingyu's rough estimate, only one-third of the true essence liquid is enough to support her flying for a whole day.

After ten days of living like an ascetic monk, Feng Qingyu finally saw the iceberg that Han Yan described.

I finally understood why it said that it could recognize this iceberg at a glance.

Standing at the foot of the iceberg, there is a sense of sight like an ant looking up at a male peak.

This iceberg is too high and too big, even the highest peak in Tianfeng Clan is not half as big as this iceberg!

After looking up for a while, Feng Qingyu withdrew her gaze and looked at Han Yan: "Where shall we go next?"

Xiaodao said before that she would follow the direction of the setting sun, but it has been snowing heavily for the past few days, and she can't even see the shadow of the sun. How can she follow the setting sun?
After wandering under this iceberg for a while, Han Yan was still a little uncertain.

It's been too long, too long, so long that it can't remember the approximate location.

I only vaguely remember this iceberg, and under the long and narrow shadow of the setting sun, the figure of the white flame rising continuously.

After so many years, the ice field has not changed much, but this iceberg has increased a lot.

Following the scattered fragments of memory, Han Yan searched carefully at the foot of the iceberg, but after searching for two hours, she did not find any useful clues.

The blizzard is getting bigger and bigger, and the snowflakes flying all over the sky look beautiful, but they are the most dangerous weapon on the ice sheet.

Even the spiritual fires such as Hanyan, which were born and raised on the ice field, were constantly trembling by the blizzard. Feng Qingyu had to prop up the vitality barrier to resist the raging storm.

The only guide couldn't find the way, so Feng Qingyu had to stop temporarily.

I looked around and wanted to find a place to rest, but there were no caves or other places to provide protection except for icebergs.

The icebergs on the Arctic Ice Sheet are different from other places.

The snowstorms here are constant all year round, and the edges and corners of all icebergs have been polished to an extremely rounded shape.

Even if there are some gaps, they are gradually closed under the beating of the years of blizzard.

After driving for so many days in a row, the consumption of physical energy and real energy has reached the limit.

Although Feng Qingyu would stop to rest for a while every once in a while, on this extreme northern ice sheet, even if you didn't do anything, just resisting the extremely low temperature, the consumption of vitality would be extremely terrifying.

You must know that this place is deep in the extreme arctic ice sheet, not an ice sheet.

The extreme cold here is an existence that can freeze even the flames of the spiritual level.

If it weren't for the cold flame, it was the extremely cold fire, I am afraid that I would not even have the qualifications to come here.

Searched around, but couldn't find any place to practice.

Looking at the towering icebergs one after another, Feng Qingyu felt a dull pain on her forehead.

These ices are thousands of years of cold ice that has gone through countless years.

With the power of the flaming dagger, it would take a lot of time to dig out a small piece. If she really had to dig the hole with her hands, she might not have dug the hole yet after the blizzard passed.

Originally, with A Fu present, Feng Qingyu didn't have to worry about the resting place at all.

However, after reaching the depths of the extreme northern ice sheet, A Fu refused to go in any more, and just stayed at the edge of the deep ice sheet to wait for them.

A Fu refused to come in, and Feng Qingyu had no choice but to force him to go in.

After staying outside for a long time, A Fu didn't even like to stay in the Yinwan space anymore, Feng Qingyu urged him many times, A Fu just pretended to be stupid and refused to move.

She wanted to teach it a lesson, but when she saw its pitiful little eyes, Feng Qingyu's heart softened again, and she could only let it run outside.

The howling wind made Feng Qingyu's black hair dance wildly, and it also made Han Yan's heart tremble.

It has not been back here for so long, and the blizzard it remembers is not so big. This time the battle is really scary, even the extremely cold attribute of it walking in the blizzard is a little frightening.

In particular, the continuous creaking sound from the vitality shield was like the soul chasing music played by the god of death, beating constantly on the apex of its heart.

The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, and Feng Qingyu had to use all his strength to mobilize his true energy to ensure that the vitality shield would not be smashed.

The snowstorm became more and more intense, and it was necessary to find a cave to avoid the snowstorm, otherwise, at night, the snowstorm might be so strong.

After so many days in the extreme northern ice field, Feng Qingyu has a certain understanding of the frequency of blizzards and their strong and weak periods.

During the day, the wind and snow may not be too strong, but at night, it will definitely multiply. If the snow on the ice field is not blown away, the storm will never stop.

It was also at that time that Feng Qingyu finally understood why the extreme northern ice field was called ice field and not snow field.

Under the ravages of such strong winds, no amount of snow can survive.

It is impossible to have caves on the highest ice peak, so Feng Qingyu had to search among the small ice waters nearby, hoping to find something.

The idea is good, but the reality is too cruel.

I searched for more than a dozen icebergs, but I couldn't find a place to stay.

Under the tearing of the violent wind and snow, the creaking sound of the vitality shield became more and more frequent. Feng Qingyu searched for a place covered by the wind, and wanted to rest for a while before searching, but at this time, the knife in the sea of ​​consciousness heard a movement.

"Why don't you try those bugs of yours? They can eat even thunder, so it's not a problem with mere ice?"

Xiaodao's words were a wake-up call to Feng Qingyu, those bugs are very perverted, maybe they can really make a cave on this iceberg!
Thinking of this, Feng Qingyu took out the silver pill and opened the space channel, and not long after the idea was transmitted into the bloody world, all these corpses gushed out.

That speed is really fast!

However, what Feng Qingyu didn't expect was that as soon as these swarms appeared, they were blown far away by the strong wind, and it took Feng Qingyu a lot of effort to finally catch up.

When she came back protecting the insect swarm, the shelter from the wind was nowhere to be found.

This is also impossible.

The wind and snow are so heavy, and there are so many icebergs around, it is impossible to tell which one is which one at night. Going out from one place and trying to find it is not an ordinary difficulty.

"It doesn't matter, it's fine to dig a cave anywhere in the windy place. Whether you can sleep well tonight depends entirely on you!"

As if they understood Feng Qingyu's words, the corpse worms kept vibrating their wings, opened their ferocious mouthparts and rushed towards the iceberg.

However, before the Corpse Gu started to break through the ice layer, a slender and pale arm suddenly protruded from the ice wall, and went straight to grab Feng Qingyu!

Feng Qingyu was startled, she exerted strength on her feet and turned quickly, and she had already avoided the attack, but when she came back to look again, the ice wall was completely bare, and there was nothing at all.

"Having hallucinations?? Impossible!!" Feng Qingyu's face was full of suspicion.

The divine sense infiltrated the position where the arm appeared, and began to search carefully in the ice layer.

(End of this chapter)