Han Yun activated the three-colored spiritual fire to burn the ice wall. The blood-colored slaughtering flame, the three-colored spiritual fire combined with the killing energy of the nine-colored slaughtering flame was reduced. The nine-colored dark fire intertwined the domineering heat of the blood-colored slaughtering flame. The Jedi Zihuang was not exposed, so the characteristics of the three-colored spiritual fire tend to be central and peaceful.

The Palace Master Ling Jing stood not far away with a pretty face tense, watching Han Yunshiwei, and was still sulking about what had happened just now. Under the burning of the spiritual fire, the Xuanlin ice that had been deposited for millions of years slowly melted and turned into water droplets. The Palace Master Ling Jing couldn't help but be happy to see this, and came forward to watch it, but forgot that he was still angry. Han Yun glanced at the Palace Master Ling Jing, but there was no look of joy on his face.

The Palace Master Ling Jing frowned slightly and snorted slightly: "What's wrong?"

Han Yun said with a serious expression: "The melting is too slow, and the spiritual fire consumes extremely immortal power. This is not the key, you see!"

The Palace Master Ling Jing followed Han Yun's gaze and saw that the melted water would condense into ice again as soon as it left the range of one meter of the spiritual fire. The Palace Master Ling Jing looked at Han Yun in surprise and said lightly: "What should I do?"

Han Yun said in a deep voice: "You are responsible for quickly guiding the melted water away, otherwise the water will soon solidify and seal the hole again!"

The Palace Master Ling Jing nodded and cooperated to help Han Yun pull away the melted snow water. After nearly an hour of scorching, a round hole with a radius of two feet and a depth of one foot was burned. Han Yun felt that the sea of ​​fairy spirit was almost exhausted, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Stay for a while!" said the Lord Ling Jing.

Han Yun put away the spirit fire, sat on the ground, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a serious expression: "Conservatively, this ice wall may be more than ten feet long. At this speed, it will take more than ten days to open it, and it will have to be done day and night!"

The Palace Master Ling Jing glanced at Han Yun, whose face was a little pale, and his tone softened, and said indifferently: "Why don't we wait, the people from this palace should find here!"

Han Yun shook his head and said, "You have to make the worst plan. You can't put your hope on others. You have to rely on yourself for everything!"

The Lord of Ling Jing's eyes flashed, but his mouth was cold: "It's up to you, I can't spend much effort anyway!"

Han Yun rolled his eyes, took out a piece of one-grade spiritual immortal pill and took it, silently shooting himself to restore his spiritual power.

In the following time, Han Yun seemed to be completely crazy, and kept repeating boring actions. He activated the spiritual fire to burn the ice wall until the sea of ​​fairy spirit was exhausted and then took the spiritual immortal pill to rest for half an hour. Then he continued to burn it. After the immortal power was exhausted, he rested again and repeated it. The Palace Master Ling, who was responsible for diversion of water, felt a little overwhelmed.

Palace Master Ling Jing never dreamed that a guy who was usually like a rogue and gangster would have such a persistent and tough side. The madness that would never give up until he achieved his goal shocked the Palace Master Ling Jing, the always arrogant peacock girl.

At this time, in an ice cave that was five feet deep, Han Yun was squatting and urging the three-color spiritual fire to burn it. The Lord of Lingjing was squatting next to Han Yun and was responsible for quickly leading the ice melt water out of the cave, so as not to condense again and block the hole.

Because the radius of the hole was not large, the two of them were squatting together tightly, and their bodies were inevitably rubbed. At first, Lord Ling Jing was a little shy, and gradually got used to it. He helped to divert the melt water away in a tacit understanding. Even the cultivator couldn't bear it. Lord Ling Jing felt his back pain and his legs were numb from time to time. He pinched his pink fists and beat his slim waist.

The Palace Master Ling Jing has a strong personality. Although he felt that he couldn't bear it, he still gritted his teeth and held on. She knew that Han Yun was even more hard-working, and he could hold on. If he couldn't hold on, he would definitely be looked down upon by that bastard.

"If you can't hold on, just take a rest!" Han Yun's voice was hoarse, his eyes were covered with blood.

The Lord of Ling Jing shook his head stubbornly: "I am not tired!"

"I'm tired!" Han Yun said in a low voice, put away the spirit fire and retreated out of the ice cave.

The Palace Master Ling Jing bit his cherry lips lightly and followed Han Yun silently out of the cave. As soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy, and his legs were weak and he fell to the ground. Han Yun rubbed his blood-covered eyes and asked in a hoarse voice: "What's wrong?"

Lord Ling Jing lightly beat his two sore calves, shook his head and said, "It's okay, my legs are a little numb after squatting for a long time!"

Han Yun moved his hands and feet, took out a spiritual immortal pill, lying horizontally on the ground, closed his eyes and rested, and made a slight snoring sound after a while. Han Yun usually does not snore, but he overdraws his fairy power day and night, and the iron-killing person will be exhausted. The Palace Master Ling Jing frowned and gently kneaded his sore thighs with both hands. She had never suffered such pain before.

The Palace Master Ling Jing rubbed his thighs and his eyes fell on Han Yun's tired face. Suddenly, he felt a sense of regret. As he looked, his eyes couldn't move away. Two red glows suddenly appeared on his face, and he said to himself: "It's weird, this bastard looks better and better the more he looks!"

Han Yun's low snoring made Palace Master Ling Jing feel at ease. He boldly peeked at Han Yun's "beautiful beauty" without worrying that he would suddenly wake up. Palace Master Ling Jing's eyes suddenly became dazed. Thinking of the scene of "sweating his ears" with Han Yun in a narrow ice cave these days, a wonderful throbbing appeared in his heart.

At this moment, Han Yun suddenly shook for a moment, subconsciously curled up his chest with his hands in his chest. The Palace Master Ling Jing woke up in a trance. The temperature has been getting lower and lower in the past few days, and the area of ​​the abnormal area has indeed expanded a lot. The Palace Master Ling Jing hesitated for a moment, walked to Han Yun's side, took off his big troop and covered Han Yun's body.

Han Yun's snoring suddenly stopped, he opened his eyes and sat up. After smelling the big weapon with a faint body fragrance, he looked at the Lord Ling Jing's Palace with a strange expression.

The Lord of Ling Jing's ears were hot, and he reached out to take Dazhi back and said indifferently: "I am afraid that you will be cold to death, and I will be trapped here too. Don't think of going anywhere else!"

Han Yun nodded, stood up and crawled into the ice cave. The Palace Master Ling Jing was stunned for a moment, stomped his feet in irritation, and cursed: "Idiot, I'm crazy!"

Then the two of them made holes day and night. Han Yun seemed to have completely lost consciousness. He relied mechanically with a walking corpse completely on an inertia. His eyes were scary red, and everything he saw in front of him was dark red and blurry. He could not even tell the sound of his speech.

The Palace Master Ling Jing squatted beside Han Yun silently, his two bright eyes were wet with crystal tears. The three-colored spiritual fire became weaker and weaker, slowly melting the Xuan Lin ice. The Palace Master Ling Jing finally screamed, grabbed Han Yun's hand, and shouted: "We won't dig anymore, we won't dig anymore!"

Han Yun turned his head, looked at Ling Jing Palace Master in a daze with blood-red eyes, and his lips moved: "What did you say just now?" His voice was hoarse and low, as weak as a mosquito.

"I won't dig anymore, we won't dig anymore. I won't allow you to dig anymore!" The Palace Master Ling Jing hugged Han Yun from behind with a crying voice.

Han Yun felt his chest tightness and shortness of breath, and his eyes were dark and he could not wake up. The spiritual fire was automatically retracted into the spiritual sea.

"Yun Han, Yun Han, don't scare me!" The Palace Master Ling Jing's pretty face was pale, half-dragged and half-held, dragged Han Yun out of the ice cave, and quickly stuffed a pill back into the spirit immortal pill.

"Yun Han, don't have anything to do!" The Lord of Ling Jing helped Han Yun up and stumbled into it with a stream of spiritual power. He felt that Han Yun's fairy spirit was empty. For more than ten days, he overdrawn not only his fairy power, but also his physical strength and spiritual consciousness. Han Yun is now like a mummy with oil and lights exhausted, completely relying on his tenacious willpower to support him. This fall is amazing, and his pulse and breathing are extremely weak.

The Lord Ling Jing did not expect that the situation was so bad. The immortal power continued to pour into Han Yun's body. The temperature in the cave was nearly ten times lower than the previous ten days. Han Yun shook lightly like a swaying hand. The Lord Ling Jing quickly took off his big command and put it on Han Yun's body. The snow feather shawl surrounded Han Yun's neck and continued to continuously input the immortal power into Han Yun's body.

The Palace Master Ling Jing felt his legs gradually become numb, his hair was covered with a layer of frost, and his teeth made a giggle, but he silently said in his heart: "You must hold on, you must hold on, Jianyue and the others will find this place soon!"

Snap~ Snap~

Several ice edges collapsed, and the abnormal area suddenly accelerated its expansion. The ice edges collapsed one after another, and bubbles emerged on the ice surface, and the height gradually floated up. The temperature of the cave also dropped violently. The white area continued to spread toward this side. The Lord of Ling Jing's eyes showed a hint of fear, and his delicate body shook coldly.

As the ice ridges fell down, the crackling sound was like a death-seeking talisman. The Lord Ling Jing hugged Han Yun tightly from behind and said in a trembling voice: "Yun Han, wake up, wake up!"

Han Yun's face was haggard, his eyes were closed, and his eyebrows and hair were covered with white frost, as if he had suddenly turned into a white-haired old man. The Lord of Ling Jing's palace gradually blurred his consciousness, bit his tongue hard, and his spirit regained a trace of clarity. He took a deep breath, and the cold air entered his lungs, and even endured the pain in the trachea.

"Yun Han, stop sleeping, wake up quickly, wake up quickly... Hiss..." The Lord of Ling Jing shouted hysterically, but hiss, but his voice was so low that he couldn't even hear it.

The Palace Master Ling Jing turned Han Yun around with difficulty, and squeezed Han Yun's cold hands into his warm chest. He stretched his arms tightly around Han Yun's back, letting him press his body tightly against him. His face gently rubbed against Han Yun's cold cheeks, and he murmured: "Yun Han, wake up quickly, I don't allow you to die, wake up quickly!"

Crack ~

The white area was getting closer and closer, and it spread to the area where the Lord Lingjing Palace and Han Yun were located in it. The temperature probably dropped to more than minus 200 degrees, and most people might be frozen into zombies in an instant.

The Lord Ling Jing hugged Han Yun and moved back little by little, muttering, "I don't allow you to die, wake up quickly..."—

ps: Thanks to the book friend Lymsam, the eight-color glorious monthly ticket. Lymsamv Lao Heihei Milk Fruit’s wife and concubines’ rewards. The red tickets are updated to 70,000 yuan, and there is still 200 yuan. The wireless base monthly ticket is still around 70 yuan, and the wireless base monthly ticket will be updated to 600 yuan.
Chapter completed!