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Chapter 169 The End of the Icefield
A shocking war broke out on this holy mountain, as if the whole world was shaking.

However, Ye Fan directly encouraged the source of divine power in the sea of ​​suffering, stepped on the old madman's footwork, and used all his methods to rush towards the top of the mountain without looking back, as if he was not interested in the battle below.

A strong demonic aura surged in, his body was aging rapidly, golden waves of bitterness rose to the sky, and a source of divine power gurgled, continuously overflowing with life essence to prevent himself from dying.

However, within a short time, the Holy Mountain returned to calm, and the battle below seemed to have ended.

Ye Fan didn't dare to stay, and didn't even look back to see which side won, because he felt that the results were the same.

He wants to eat the holy fruit and drink the divine spring to restore his vitality, otherwise his body will probably wither and die of old age in the near future.

Ye Fan used his divine power and stepped on the old madman's footwork at an extremely fast speed. At this time, he had reached the top of the mountain and could even smell the refreshing fragrance.

Ahead, there were some strange small trees growing there, and he saw a gurgling spring.

But before Ye Fan's face showed joy, he found that Saint Tianxuan appeared in front like a ghost, blocking his way.

The woman's white clothes were fluttering, her eyes were bright and her teeth were bright. She looked ethereal and wise. She didn't look like a lifeless "slave of the wilderness" at all. She seemed to be the same saint who was famous in the Eastern Wasteland 6000 years ago.

The battle below came to an end, and Saint Tianxuan appeared intact. The result is self-evident. The elders of the three major forces were probably completely wiped out.

At this moment, the woman in white stood quietly in front, staring directly at Ye Fan with a pair of bright eyes.

"Is this going to be my burial place?"

Ye Fan faced the woman in white, his life force was flowing away at a rapid speed. He felt that he had become extremely weak. He wanted to swing his weapon to chop, but he had no strength left. He wanted to use his "cauldron", but found that his divine power began to dry up.

He has reached the end of his rope. It turns out that the ancient forbidden land is so terrifying. Last time he and two college classmates were able to walk out of here alive easily. Now that he thinks about it, it is just a fluke.

Ye Fan was not one to give up easily, and he still did not accept his fate. He continued to drum up his magical power and tried various means.

In the end, he finally gritted his teeth and reluctantly sacrificed the page of the golden book in the sea of ​​suffering. The golden light flashed across a gorgeous trajectory and slashed towards the woman in white in front of him.

when!
But the woman flicked her fingers, and with a clear metallic trembling sound, the golden book suddenly dimmed and fell to the ground.

This page of the golden book seemed to attract her attention, and she took it into her hands.

Then, like a ghost, the woman in white came to Ye Fan silently, exuding a cold and strange aura, stretched out a crystal-clear jade, flawless and delicate palm, and reached under his navel. .

"you……"

Ye Fan was horrified and wanted to retreat, but he could no longer move. The slender hand penetrated the silver-white armor and sank into his sea of ​​suffering.

At this moment, Ye Fan's aging speed accelerated again, and he was already old in the blink of an eye. The fire of life was extremely dim, and the whole person became skin and bones, almost the same as a skeleton.

"what……"

But the next moment, the green copper block in Ye Fan's sea of ​​suffering trembled slightly, and the woman in white suddenly felt as if she was struck by lightning, and let out a very painful scream. The golden book in her hand slipped weakly, and she was thrown upside down by the shock. Falling into the bottomless dark abyss under the cliff.

"Haha! The green copper block is indeed extraordinary. It is worthy of being as famous as the desolate tower..."

Ye Fan smiled miserably. His vitality was almost dry, his body was withered, and there was no blood flowing out from the wound under his navel, and he was about to die.But he still refused to give up his will to survive. He still persisted. He took a strong breath and staggered forward.

Pfft!
I don't know how long he walked staggering, but when Ye Fan's consciousness was about to completely blur, he fell headlong into the divine spring pool.

……

"Is this to avoid suspicion? Even if Xiao Ziye wants to eat the holy fruit and soak in the sacred spring again, he still has to do it with such 'reasonable' difficulty."

In the mirror world, Zhang Jingming withdrew his perception and complained secretly in his heart, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

After a second thought, he cast his gaze to another place.

The Northern Territory, where the ice fields are located.

This area is extremely high in altitude and is covered in ice and snow all year round, with howling cold winds and thousands of miles of ice.

In the deepest part of the ice sheet, there is a towering mountain that towers over the earth. It is covered with snow and seems to connect the sky and the earth.

There is a Northern Territory Great Sect with an extremely long heritage here, which has lasted for more than [-] years. It is called the Ice and Snow Palace, and its strength is only inferior to those of the Holy Lands.

According to ancient historical records, in the darkest and turbulent years, earth-shattering wars took place in this area. It was originally a holy land, but it was completely destroyed.

A terrifying peerless powerhouse penetrated the sky, leveled the endless snow-capped mountains, and turned this place into an endless ice field.

In the more ancient times, there was an even more ancient and glorious inheritance on the ice field, and the Ice and Snow Palace was just a big force that later took over this place.

The deepest part of the ice sheet is hundreds of miles in diameter, and the towering snow-capped mountains are all home to the Ice and Snow Palace. There are crystal lights shining on many of the mountains, and they are magnificent ice palaces, looming in the wind and snow.

Deep in the mountains behind the Ice and Snow Palace, snow-capped peaks are connected together, like the keel of a big dragon, majestic.

Among the snow-capped peaks, it was snowing heavily, and it was bitingly cold.

Halfway up a snow-capped mountain, there was a huge, dark cave from which strands of dragon energy were leaking out.

"Haha! I have a keen eye, and I am indeed right. There is another world underground. Although these dragon energies are a bit mixed and not pure enough, I can barely help me improve my cultivation..."

In the deepest part of the cave, a young man with purple hair, purple eyes, two dragon horns, and purple basalt armor laughed softly.

Obviously this purple-haired man has a handsome face and looks dignified, but when he smiles, he always gives people a cheap feeling.

This cave is vast in area and goes straight into the depths of the mountain. It is very empty and dry.

At the feet of the purple-haired man, there is a large hole that leads directly to the depths of the ground. It is like a magic well. The mouth of the well is sealed by a piece of transparent black ice. Dragon Qi overflows from this magic well.

And in the transparent black ice, there is a tall and majestic old ape covered with white animal hair, meditating with his eyes closed, with a peaceful expression, as if there is still life, and is consistent with the great road.

(End of this chapter)