The yin and cold are biting, and they penetrate the internal organs and the divine fetus.

A series of gray-white Taoist patterns, like a big dragon, continued to emerge from the divine fetus, carrying huge power of the soul, and constantly merging with the Dharma body.

As Xuanming Dao and part of the soul power continued to merge with the Dharma body, the coldness that Wu Tie felt disappeared slightly.

The coldness is still the same, but Wu Tie's ability to withstand cold and tolerance of cold is constantly improving.

Xuanming Bu Lao roared in a low voice: "Froze him to death, kill him, turn his body and divine fetus into Xuan Ice, and bear the pain of freezing ice for eternity... Well, remember, remember, don't beat him to death, you must keep his soul and make it well for ten thousand years."

Wu Tie stood there quietly.

A few colorful divine lights suddenly lit up in his divine fetus. He let out a long and deep roar. The colorful divine lights on his body surged, and a majestic breath of essence and blood was like magma sprayed out from a volcano, gushing out violently.

A soul wrapped in colorful divine light also rushed out from his eyebrows and turned into a translucent figure lingering in light and floating in front of him.

Wu Tie sneered sternly: "I want to freeze to death? Just you, the old softies?"

A green and dripping mulberry branch flew out from Wu Tie's hand, and the phantom of nine golden three-legged golden crows as big as a thumbs circling around the branches, constantly making hoarse and unpleasant "rattle" screams.

A huge and thick sun aura rushed straight to the sky. The terrible heat wrapped Wu Tie's body, wrapped a ray of divine thoughts he had differentiated, and dissipated a small piece of cold air above his head.

The essence and blood aura released by Wu Tie is about twenty times the power of the first level of the ordinary god realm; and the wisp of soul aura that is suspended in front of his eyebrows is about ten times the power of the ordinary god realm.

As a cultivator at the first level of the Divine Realm, Wu Tie's physical aura and soul aura are amazing.

With the huge power of this inherited artifact from Qianxiao and Chiyang Divine Mountain, Wu Tie's performance at this moment is like a genius master of divine realm with extraordinary background and outstanding strength, who is giving all his strength to resist stubbornly.

Xuan Ming laughed proudly: "What's the use of resisting stubbornly? Mr. Wu, you have been destined to be a dead person since you stepped into my Nine Heavens Supervising Xuanming Formation."

"Unless you also have Xuanming bloodline, unless your Xuanming bloodline exceeds us, unless your understanding of Xuanming Dao and other relative laws of Yin and Cold is greater than us, you will undoubtedly die."

Wu Tie gritted his teeth and sneered: "Then, let's try it? It's impossible to admit defeat, accept your fate, and admit that you will be killed!"

Wu Tie sneered, and Xuanming Bu Lao was sneering.

The world is in chaos, and only the gray-white mysterious cold air swept across the world and enveloped the world.

The Xuanming cold air was extremely rich, and gradually compressed into a viscous, feminine and terrifying aura the size of a water tank. It continued to impact and erode Wu Tie's body, and continuously froze the cold air that could freeze all the innate spiritual soldiers into shattered into his body.

These cold air were transformed from the world with huge mana powers from Xuanming Bu Lao and others. They were extremely pure and extremely heavy. Each trace contained an extremely huge power of Xuanming and the extremely rich Xuanming law.

Wu Tie silently used the unique magical powers and mysterious skills in the "Yuanshi Sutra". His bloodline changed in an instant and turned from the Chaos Pangu bloodline to the purest and most primitive, which was many times purer and primitive than Xuanming Bu Lao and others.

Large pieces of Xuanming Dao turned into gray-white Dao patterns visible to the naked eye, and quickly merged into Wu Tie's body.

Wu Tiegao's 16,000-foot divine fetus slowly shrank slightly, and the huge soul power continued to merge into his body. Wu Tie gradually felt that his tacit understanding with this ice hell and the Xuanming World was increasing rapidly.

His body no longer felt cold, but gradually felt comfortable and cool, with a sense of comfort when a fish returned to the water.

The first level of the God Realm, the second level of the heaven, the third level of the heaven...

Wu Tie's divine realm cultivation, and his divine realm cultivation alone on Xuanming Avenue, are rapidly improving.

Xuanming Bu Lao and others frantically released Xuanming's cold air. The act of trying to freeze Wu Tie to death was to use the Xuanming Tao that they had mastered and controlled to attack Wu Tie. No matter how they attacked, it was like a flying geese crossing the water surface, and they could always leave a figure on the water surface and a ripples.

Wu Tie is smiling.

The huge breath of essence and blood that was exposed was shrinking slightly, and the wisp of his soul that was exposed was also collapsed.

Occasionally, he would curse Xuanming Bu Lao and others.

Occasionally, a wisp of ice crystal will drift off the surface of his soul, and this wisp of his soul will immediately shrink and make a painful whine.

In the eyes of Xuanming Bu Lao and others, all of this was a sign that Wu Tie's origin was severely damaged and his divine body and divine fetus were constantly weakened.

Xuan Ming Bu Lao couldn't help but remind his brother: "Be careful, be careful, don't let this kid go away... Leave his soul behind him. Brother, I want to deal with him well, and make sure he can't survive or die."

Another ancestor Xuanming smiled proudly: "Brother, maybe we can use his soul to force the people of Wu Kingdom to put down their weapons and give up resistance... By then, the entire Wu Kingdom will be our pocket."

Xuan Ming Bu Lao was seriously thinking about his brother's proposal.

After a while, he slowly said, "I'm afraid it's difficult... Their morale is certain, but if we say they will give up resistance? It's difficult... After all, the children had killed too much before, and all the males were killed in the territory of Wu Kingdom that we captured."

Xuan Ming Bu Lao sighed: "The gods do not allow us to do this... continue fighting and fighting, continue killing... Only by killing can we satisfy the gods and we can truly be accepted by them."

The Xuanming ancestors roared together.

Xuan Ming Bu Lao shouted sternly: "All major tribes, attack! No divisions are allowed to divide their troops. All tribes join forces to break through the military city in front of you."

"The essence of the country of Wu is in this military city, breaking this military city... We are done."

The sharp trumpet sounded from all directions, and the boundless snow-field warriors made an unpleasant and harsh whistling sound. Under the urging of the elders of various tribes, they attacked the military city like densely packed ant colonies.

On the military city, countless wood spirit masters lined up in the army formations, and then countless arrows swept across the entire battlefield like heavy rain.

The walls of the military city suddenly cracked countless design holes, and tens of millions of dwarves and dwarves hid in the thick city walls. Countless rune muskets made loud "bang bang" sounds, and the metal projectiles all over the sky swept the battlefield again.

The war broke out.

This time, the power of the Ten Thousand-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-F

The soldiers of the Snowfield Tribe rely entirely on their flesh and blood to fight against countless city defense facilities and large-scale weapons in the military city.

Time passes by little by little.

Half a month later.

Wu Tie's Xuanming Avenue successfully broke through to the perfect extreme of the tenth level of the divine realm.
Chapter completed!