Volume 4, Five Infants, Chapter 276 Surprise

"I finally found it. This is the ice corridor marked on the road map." Lin Qiangyu excitedly pointed to the valley in front of her about a few miles wide, and the bottom of the snow-white cold peak stood on both sides and said to everyone.

"Everyone should be careful. This valley is called Liebing Valley. From the outside, it seems to be an extremely cold place, but in fact it is an extremely hot place. The cold ice cubes are actually boiling ice."

"Fiery Bing?" Liang Yi's face changed slightly when he heard this, "Master, is this Fei Bing the legendary bipolar yin and yang thing?"

"That's right." Chi Yuhan nodded and smiled: "Everything is the ultimate in the world. This boiling ice is actually derived from the cold and cold things. Just like the ten thousand-year-old cold iron essence itself is warm. The Nanming Lihuo of the Vermilion Bird clan will become ice and cold flames when it reaches the eighth percent of the refinement of the Southern Ming Lihuo, but when it reaches the ninth level of Mahayana, it is ice and fire that blends, and the cold and hot are the same."

"In addition to this boiling ice, there may be unexpected dangers in the Liebing Valley. According to the map signs, there may be demon cultivators in the Detachment Stage in this cold valley." Chi Yuhan said to the witch master behind him with a serious expression. "According to the specifications of this Immortal Palace, generally only monsters that break through to the late stage of body refining can forcefully break through the ban on the Immortal Palace to escape from the Immortal Palace. This information should be passed down from ancient times. Perhaps the strength of the guardian monsters on this road has exceeded the Detachment Stage."

After two hours of rest before Liebing Valley, everyone finally stepped onto Liebing Valley. After the master of the divine stage was still a dead end, more than ten junior disciples of the Nascent Soul-level, including Liang Yi, were walking in the center. However, the only exception was that the old Xuanwu turtle was sent by Chi Yuhan to follow Liang Yi in an endless manner, protecting the ancient strange beasts at the peak of the mid-stage divine stage, which made a group of Nascent Soul-stage cultivators look red.

The masters of the divine stage who came in this cruising all have their own tasks and their own positions. Naturally, it is impossible for these juniors in the Nascent Soul stage to stay in a row. Only the old Taoist Xuanwu is a "no-staff" and can naturally bear the heavy responsibility of protecting Liang Yi's safety.

In fact, Chi Yuhan also knew that his apprentice's methods were not simple, but the more he was, the less he could not be exposed.

Chi Yuhan's move also made many cultivators look at each other. Just imagine that most of the practitioners are selfish. A Xuanwu Taoist is comparable to the divine power in the late stage of the God-Splitting God. Staying by his side is the best choice. Maybe he can save his life in a crisis. However, this move has also attracted many interested people to notice Liang Yi.

Chi Yuhan's magical powers, status and background are much stronger than most of the practitioners present, so the people she cares about are naturally extraordinary.

Feibing is indeed a big deal. As soon as she entered Liebing Valley, Liang Yi felt as if she had returned to the time when the True Fire Body Refining was refining. A hint of hot air penetrated into her body, and even she felt a little irritated.

Feeling the heat, Liang Yi took out a Bai Yingying jade pendant from the storage ring without thinking. As soon as the jade pendant came out, the temperature around him also dropped a lot.

"A jade pendant made of the essence of the Ten Thousand Years of Cold Jade?" Lao Dao Xuanwu looked at Liang Yi with a smile, "Master said you are rich, but I didn't believe it before, but now I have seen it."

"Uncle Xuanwu, I still have a jade pendant made of the essence of the Ten Thousand Years of Cold Jade," Liang Yi heard this and took out another essence of the Ten Thousand Years of Cold Jade like a magic trick to hand it to Xuanwu. Xuanwu waved his hand and smiled: "I don't need it anymore. The boiling cold air cannot affect me."

"Hello, senior brother," a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind Liang Yi. Liang Yi turned around and saw that it was Wenren Shuyi, the little demon. At this time, the little demon had already put on a thin layer of true energy shield, but the hot air still made the woman's little face slightly red, and a hint of sweat hung on her temples, which added a charming aura.

"Is there something wrong?" Liang Yi, who was hiding behind the silver-gray mask, asked in a cold tone.

"Uh" Wen Ren Shuyi didn't expect that the mysterious man in front of her was so cold, and she couldn't help but be stunned: "Senior brother, can you lend me your cold jade pendant to use? I'll exchange you for it after passing Liebing Valley."

"No." Liang Yi looked at Wen Ren Shuyi coldly and continued to rush forward, but he cursed in his heart: "Lend you? Dreaming, I'll kill you first when I have the chance, so that I can cut off a mortal enemy for my wife."

"Why are senior brother so heartless? Do you have the heart to look at him?" Wenren Shuyi was not discouraged when she heard this. She followed Liang Yi and glared at her charming eyes, with an indescribable charm.

"Featured Art?" Liang Yi smiled in his heart, but said, "Well, the little lady's flirting art is good. I will perform another show for you. Maybe I will give Han Yu to you when I am happy."

"This little monkey" Chi Yuhan, who was walking in front, couldn't help laughing and scolding when he heard Liang Yi's words.

Wenren Shuyi's face flashed with resentment, and she took a few steps back in disappointment. Unexpectedly, a young man from the Thunder Dragon clan with his antlers cursed, "Hmph, isn't it just a piece of rags? What's there to show off?" After the Thunder Dragon young man said that, he took out an egg-sized green and transparent bead and handed it to Wenren Shuyi, "Junior sister, I have a deep-sea ten thousand-year-old cold clam bead here, please accept it with a smile."

Wenren Shuyi smiled and accepted it with a smile. She kept praising the young Leilong. The little reptile was so happy that he jumped. Finally, he raised his eyelids to Liang Yi with pride. However, Liang Yi didn't even look at him.

"This little reptile is Ao Huang's only son and the young master of the Thunder Dragon Clan." Old Xuanwu reminded him in a timely manner: "Our witch clan has a bad relationship with the Thunder Dragon Clan, so you must be careful."

"So that's the case. No wonder this kid doesn't feel sorry for taking out the Wannian Cold Clam Bead." Liang Yi nodded slightly, turned his eyes and asked again: "Then how is our relationship with the Suzaku clan?"

"Average, it's not good or bad." Xuanwu Old Taoist replied: "The Zhuque clan has always been content with the Nanming land and has not had much conflict with the Thunder Dragon clan and the Witch Temple."

"That's hard to deal with. I originally wanted to grab the magic weapon that Zhuque gave me." Liang Yi replied with some disappointment.

"Uh" Lao Dao Xuanwu was stunned when he heard this.

The deeper the Liebing Valley, the more the hot air it becomes. After a few hours, Liang Yi, who is very physically intensive, cannot pretend to open the body-protecting spirit shield to block the hot air. Although Liang Yi still has the strength at this time, being able to persist for so long has attracted the strange gazes of many monks in the dispersal stage.

"Tsk tsk, after waiting for so long, someone finally broke through the seventh floor." A loud and ethereal voice that could not be found made everyone's steps stop abruptly.

"Who is coming out." Lin Qiangyu shouted with a solemn expression.

"You come out as soon as you come out. The younger generations are becoming more and more rude these days." After a resentful voice, a middle-aged man wearing a purple fairy dress and an ordinary face appeared in front of everyone.

"Uncle Master, what level is this person?" Liang Yi looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly stood in front of everyone in horror. His aura seemed to be there and there was no such thing as Liang Yi's spiritual cultivation.

"I don't know either." The old Taoist Xuanwu replied with an ugly expression.

"Tsk tsk, I have been stationed in this pass for more than 6,000 years. This is the first time I have met a stranger." The middle-aged man said excitedly, "Congratulations, you are the only cultivators who have entered the seventh floor of the Blood Temple in three million years."

"Blood Temple? The seventh floor? Isn't it Chi Ling's Immortal Palace?" Everyone was surprised when they heard this.

However, the middle-aged man ignored everyone's astonishment and smiled and said to everyone with a faint smile: "It's a bit of skill to be able to reach the seventh level." As he said that, he looked at several Nascent Soul cultivators with a profound meaning. It seemed that in this person's impression, the Nascent Soul cultivators would not be able to get here. "Now, you have two choices, one is to retreat and return the same way. I think you haven't been there, and the other is to break through the two polar purgatory and continue moving forward."

"What's going on?" The middle-aged man's words made the masters of the three tribes confused. The original treasure hunting plan did not mention any Blood Temple or the Two Pole Purgatory.

"I'll remind you that the teaching test in the Second Pole Purgatory is not just about cultivation and supernatural powers. Now there is still time for some people to withdraw. After all, you have already passed the first six levels. As long as you go out with the corresponding task items, you can be the core disciples of my Blood Demon Sect." The middle-aged man seemed to have seen so many people for the first time, and he seemed very enthusiastic, but he didn't know what he said made everyone even more surprised.

"Blood Demon Sect? The evil sect that caused a sensation in the Three Realms in ancient times?" Lin Qiangyu and several well-informed divine powerhouses sent a message to discuss.

"It should be." Chi Yuhan nodded slightly and said, "It is said that there was a Blood Demon Sect called the Blood Prison Trial Selection. The channel for this trial was opened in various parts of the three realms from time to time, specifically for cultivators with cultivation levels below the God-Divide Stage. Anyone who passes the sixth level can become a core disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, and those who pass the seventh level are personal disciples, and the rewards are very rich in each level."

"What? Do you mean that the Blood Demon Sect has been destroyed?" The middle-aged man didn't know what magical powers he used to eavesdrop on the voice transmission of Lin Qiangyu and others. He flashed his body and grabbed Lin Qiangyu's neck. No matter how high Lin Qiangyu's cultivation was, he had no power of resistance in front of him like a child.

Lin Qiangyu was captured, Chi Yuhan and others all drew their proud magic weapons, staring at the man in front of them with a look of alertness.

Shishe——, the middle-aged man grabbed Lin Qiangyu, and just as he was about to question the sky, a purple lightning flashed out of nowhere and slashed on his head.

The middle-aged man was shocked and pushed Lin Qiangyu away. He cursed: "Damn it, the sect has been destroyed and he still wants to slave the Black Mist Clan. The blood demon old man is really not a son."
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