However, such a mysterious formation requires an extremely large amount of spiritual energy. Even if Yang Ran continued to input gold energy for half an hour, it was still not enough.

His face was pale, but Yang Ran's eyes remained firm.

Click, click...chichi!

The ice melted, the cold air dissipated, and finally, just when Yang Ran was almost unable to hold on any longer, the entire ice coffin began to split and melt over a large area.

Bang! At this moment, his feet went weak. After a long time of persistence, Yang Ran was finally exhausted and sat down on the ground.

Boom!

At this moment, the black ice coffin in front of him finally melted completely, and at this moment, the old man's hands and feet began to move with difficulty. His eyes were gentle and full of gratitude, and his lips moved, saying a sentence that Yang Ran had heard before.

talk,

"You are finally here..."

The strange thing is that although it is still the same sentence, Yang Ran feels that the old man's voice is different from what he heard on the ice wall before.

Or should I say, what he heard on the ice wall was his own voice.

Thinking of this, even though Yang Ran had always been bold, a chill rose in his heart.

At this moment, after a short period of adaptation, the old man in front of him finally regained some strength and slowly walked over.

The old man has a slender figure and his white robe is slightly loose. Although he is freed from the confinement of the black ice coffin, he still looks very weak and even seems to be stumbling when he walks.

However, his cloudy eyes were as deep as stars, and anyone could see that there was a shocking power hidden in this weak body.

"Grandmaster, are you okay?" After adjusting his breath for a while, Yang Ran stood up and asked with concern.

Hearing Yang Ran's name, the old man was startled and asked in a low voice: "Are you a student of Meteor Dragon Academy?"

"Well, this junior is a student of the Falling Dragon Academy. I wonder who the ancestor is..." Yang Ran asked respectfully.

The old man smiled gently, "I am the 18th generation founder of the Fallen Dragon Academy."

The eighteenth generation patriarch?

Yang Ran was surprised, because he remembered that Zheng Yuhong was the 19th generation dean of Meteor Dragon Academy. So, the old man in front of him was Zheng Yuhong's master, the founder of Jiuxiao?

"Okay, we have to leave here first. The cold here is too strong. You and I can't hold on for long." When Yang Ran was surprised, Jiuxiao said.

Although he walked out of the black ice coffin at this moment, as time went by, black cold mist slowly began to surround his body.

"What about the other ancestors?" Yang Ran asked cautiously.

"I was the last one to come in, and I have the least black ice frozen on my body. The black ice around the other ancestors is too thick, and with your current ability, you still can't break it."

The old man's voice became a little weaker. It was obvious that the longer he stayed here, his strength continued to weaken.

Yang Ran also noticed this, and also understood that after having gone through so much consumption just now, he could no longer activate the gold energy to save people. He did not hesitate at the moment: "In this case, let's go out quickly. I wonder if the ancestor can..."

Jiuxiao was extremely weak at the moment, and it was difficult to even walk, let alone run through the long cold passage.

Whoosh!

However, before Yang Ran finished speaking, Jiuxiao's body in front of him gradually became illusory, and then Huanruo turned into a gust of wind, directly diving into the Heavenly Light Divine Token in Yang Ran's hand.

"Transform into void?" This sudden change immediately caused Yang Ran's expression to change.

As we all know, the strong ones in the Star Sea Realm can tear apart space and shuttle through endless void, and the strong ones in the Divine Bridge Realm above them have the magical power to transform into voids. The so-called transforming into voids means having the ability to merge into the void.

The ability of the void space and becomes a part of it, not restricted by space.

Even in such a weak state, the founder of Jiuxiao was still able to easily use the magical power of transformation, which shows that his cultivation level must be far beyond the realm of Shenqiao.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but Yang Ran didn't stop at his feet. He rolled up Tian Meihu with one hand, and then his figure flashed and he left the secret room directly.

The passage was extremely long. After nearly half an hour of running at high speed, they finally returned to the eighth level door.

After hesitating, Yang Ran stepped out of the door. For a moment, it was as if he had crossed the boundary between the world and hell. The cold air immediately dissipated and the surrounding space became much warmer.

Feeling that the true energy in the body was slowly relaxing from the stagnation, Yang Ran also breathed a sigh of relief. The eighth level of cold air was really terrifying. During this period of time inside, the true energy in the body was completely stagnant. If it hadn't been

The existence of the fire of Nirvana makes it really difficult for me to come out alive.

"Grandmaster Jiuxiao, what's going on at this eighth level?" Yang Ran asked after calming his breath.

In front of his eyes, an old figure slowly emerged. Jiuxiao looked into the entrance of the cave, with a little sadness and helplessness on his face: "In total, I have been trapped in this eighth level for seventy years. As for the other ancestors,

It has been hundreds or even thousands of years."

"Could this be the dark curse that the legendary Fallen Dragon Academy suffered?" Yang Ran asked with a tremor in his heart.

"Have you heard of this curse?" Jiuxiao was surprised.

Nodding, Yang Ran said: "Dean Zheng already told me before entering the Tianta."

"Xiao Hong, I haven't seen him for more than seventy years..." Jiuxiao sighed, and then fixed his gaze on Yang Ran: "Since he told you about the curse, he must have also told you

, are you the one who should be robbed in the legend?"

"Is this kid really the one who deserves the disaster?" Yang Ran still asked with some suspicion.

"That's right." Jiuxiao looked at Yang Ran closely and nodded solemnly, "After the black ice curse was planted on the meteor dragon, the founding ancestor asked the great sage to tamper with the curse, and all the deans were responsible for it. This black ice

It is the darkest ice in the world, and it contains the powerful witchcraft power of the Black Witch King. You have also experienced that not even the fire of Nirvana, not to mention the true essence, can melt it."

"For thousands of years, apart from the ancestors who have endured the curse in the past, you are the only one who has been able to step into the eighth level and successfully rescued me. So there is no doubt that you are the one who deserves the disaster."

Hearing the decisive answer from Master Jiuxiao, Yang Ran did not refute: "Then what exactly is this golden energy? Why does it have such a terrifying effect? ​​And why does it appear in the Pagoda of Pagoda?"

The matter of gold energy has always troubled Yang Ran, and now that he finally caught a big shot, he naturally had to ask questions.

But what disappointed him was that Jiuxiao shook his head and said: "The Pagoda of Pagoda was left by the gods, and after tampering with the curse, the reason why the frozen place was chosen to be on the eighth level of Pagoda is because

Only those who are strong in the Shenqiao realm can enter. If the deans of the past generations are not strong enough, they don’t have to come in and bear the curse."

"As for everything else, it was arranged by the founding ancestor and the great sage witch a thousand years ago. What we know are just a few clues passed down from generation to generation. I only know that the combination of gold energy and Tianguang Divine Order can break the black ice curse

, but I don’t know exactly why.”

Frowning, this answer did not give Yang Ran any more answers. He hesitated and said, "Then what should we do now? How can we break this black ice curse?"

"The key to breaking through is still with you!" Jiuxiao said in a deep voice, "You carry the fire of Nirvana and are protected from the cold air, and with the Heavenly Light Divine Order and the golden energy, you can break through the ice. But because of your current

It’s not strong enough, so it can’t break all the curses.”

"Then what level do I need to reach to completely break the black ice curse?"

Jiuxiao hesitated for a moment, "Although the black ice on the bodies of the previous generations of ancestors is thicker than mine, if you can break through to the Shenqiao realm, you should be able to break it. The most difficult thing now is probably the curse carried by the founding ancestor. In

Thousands of years ago,

When the Black Ice Curse was first laid down by the Black Witch King, and when the curse was at its most powerful, the Founding Patriarch shouldered the burden alone. Later, it was slowly shared by us. However, despite this, it can be said that more than half of the curse's witchcraft power was borne by the Founding Patriarch.

of."

His heart trembled slightly. Yang Ran had already felt that the black ice that froze the Founding Patriarch was far more terrifying than the others. Thinking of this, his expression became solemn: "Then in order to rescue the Founding Patriarch, what kind of cultivation should the juniors at least achieve?"

for?"
Chapter completed!