The feeling of helping each other, coupled with sharing adversity.
So you can continue to build a deep friendship with your sister
Husband and wife both return the house, collect money and money, embark on the road to success, and then come back to trouble me
"It's a good idea, but let me go to the underground river to drink water."
Yan Zhaoge sneered, directly interrupted his action of collecting the ice keel soul, and instead slapped the small iron plate with his palm.
The small iron plate shook violently, and then the huge ice dragon skeleton also shook violently.
The Ice Dragon Bone Soul suddenly let out a long and shocking moan, and the roar was deafening.
When Yan Zhaoge's palm left the keel, the communication between him and the ice keel soul was interrupted.
Ye Jing and Meng Wan on the opposite side could no longer perceive Yan Zhaoge's situation.
Just when they were stunned, the Ice Dragon Bone Soul suddenly exploded with great force, and the huge ice dragon bone twisted its body frantically.
A huge vortex reappeared in the cold pool, and the violent water flow scattered towards the surroundings together with the collapsed stone walls.
The ice dragon skeleton raised its head suddenly and hit Meng Wan's body. Meng Wan barely resisted, her whole body was shaken, no matter how difficult it was to hold Bai Ling.
Ye Jing let out a muffled snort, lost Meng Wan's traction, and was swept into an underground river by the pool water, and he didn't know where he was swept away in an instant.
There was no sun in the water, it was dark.
Ye Jing swirled with the water flow, his body kept colliding with the stone walls of the river, and he felt stares in his eyes, and the sky was turned upside down.
"Yan... Zhao..."
Ye Jing roared maniacally again, but he didn't make any sound, only the icy cold river water poured into his mouth, blocking the second half of his sentence abruptly.
His body was once again covered in cuts and bruises, but what flew across was not flesh and blood, but streams of fire.
It's a pity that as soon as the flame appeared, it was submerged in the cold and turbulent river.
Meng Wan came to her senses, but there was nothing she could do.
In the frantic pool, it was difficult to protect herself, and she could only try to stay still, and only dared to move after the water calmed down.
In the glacier valley on the other side, Yan Zhaoge was at ease, and once again placed his palm on the tailbone of the dragon, re-absorbing the remaining part of the ice keel soul that remained in the keel.
"It was supposed to be a beautiful first encounter, but it turned out to be such a virtue, but I don't know how much psychological shadow area someone has at this moment?"
Yan Zhaoge said in disbelief, "You think that's all for now? Boy, we've only just started."
"Go and look for it. Following the earthquake's vibration, you should be able to find a cave to the north. There is a cold pool at the bottom of the cave."
Yan Zhaoge ordered: "Meng Wan, daughter of Taiyin of the Great Sun Sacred Sect, should be nearby."
"Although Ye Jing was washed into the underground river, he was also in that area, and with that as the center, he expanded his search around."
Ah Hu nodded: "Yes, Young Master."
Yan Zhaoge continued to stay at the bottom of the ice lake, and as the ice keel soul was absorbed, the restlessness of the ice dragon's bones had gradually subsided.
After absorbing all the ice keel spirits, Yan Zhaoge's palm finally left the dragon's tailbone, and then pulled out the small iron plate from the crack in the bone.
"Heh, speaking of it, this thing still belongs to Ye Jing." Yan Zhaoge smiled indifferently: "Let's charge some interest first."
The ice blue jade in his other hand suddenly turned into pure white, with the shadow of a dragon undulating indistinctly.
Bursts of dragon chant came from it, and Jingyu seemed to have life, beating on its own.
With the strength of Yan Zhaoge's hand, he even felt a bit unable to grasp it firmly.
Yan Zhaoge came out of the frozen lake, although Ah Hu was ordered to look for the cold pool, but several black-clothed masters stayed here waiting for him.
"Leave two people to guard this glacier valley, and then send someone to notify the sect's people to collect the bones of the ice dragon."
After listening to Yan Zhaoge's order, a master in black replied, "Yes, my lord."
Although the most valuable ice dragon bone soul is gone, the bones of the ice dragon are still very valuable.
Yan Zhaoge left the glacier valley and headed north, looking for that cold pool.
Walking on the road, Yan Zhaoge held the fine jade in his hand, and the Gang Qi penetrated into it, shaking the ice keel soul.
The ice keel soul is shaped like a white light, continuously wandering in the jade, stimulated by Yan Zhaoge's aura, it rushes into his body immediately.
Among them, the strength was so strong that Yan Zhaoge's body felt numb for a moment.
But Yan Zhaoge didn't care about it, he let out a yell, and a clear qi was generated in the dantian qi sea in his body, it was the Taiqing qigong passed down directly from Guangcheng Mountain.
But different from other Guangcheng mountain warriors, in Yan Zhaoge's dantian, there was a faint appearance of chaos.
This is the foundation of martial arts that Yan Zhaoge obtained from the top-notch Wuji Heavenly Book in the Jingu's collection before the Great Annihilation.
All things turn into chaos and infinity.
And from the infinite chaos, everything can be born.
Agitated by the cold air of the ice keel soul, the chaos immediately turned into extremely hot air, and after combining with the cold air, it turned back into chaos again.
And in this process, Yan Zhaoge's energy flowed all over his body, becoming more powerful and domineering!
In the various acupuncture points of his body, there is a faint icy blue mist entrenched, manifesting the image of an ice dragon.
In one hole, there is an ice dragon.
The group of dragons roared together, and their scales opened and closed, showing their surging power.
After practicing the thirty-six great heavens, Yan Zhaoge stopped temporarily, put away the ice dragon essence jade, and took out the small iron plate again.
I saw that the pattern on the iron plate was no longer broken, and the meaning and content of the ancient characters could be distinguished.
"The stars gather, the dragons enter the sea, the ancient cold abyss, the scales against the moon..."
"The ice dragon buried here is indeed related to the ice dragon warrior, and the ice dragon warrior seems to be involved in the mystery of the dragons entering the sea. Is this text a reminder, a message, or warn?"
Yan Zhaoge smiled and shook his head: "Interesting, interesting..."
Yan Zhaoge doesn't value the martial arts inheritance that the Ice Dragon Martial Saint may leave behind, but the disappearance of this Lord's holy soldiers back then is very attractive to the current Yan Zhaoge.
However, there are still few clues at present, and it is a relatively distant matter.
What Yan Zhaoge is interested in now is the whereabouts of Ye Jing, and Meng Wan who was also in the cold pool before.
"Daughter of Taiyin..." Yan Zhaoge gave a wry smile, "In such a vast universe, we cannot find a daughter of Taiyin. Guangcheng Mountain is really unlucky."
Lunar daughters are too rare, not every holy place has them.
Therefore, in the previous two Taiyin trials, Guangcheng Mountain could only stare blankly, watching other people's Taiyin daughters compete, and the winner would receive the Taiyin crown.
This made Yan Zhaoge very sad.
Although Yan Zhaoge didn't know much about the Taiyin crown in the present world after the Great Destruction, there were top-notch kung fu classics that were extremely suitable for female warriors with a Taiyin body in the collections of the shrine before the Great Destruction, and they were definitely better than the current eight extremes whatever exists in the world.
If there is such a disciple in Guangcheng Mountain, even if he is mediocre in martial arts besides Taiyin, Yan Zhaoge is fully sure to train him to compete for the crown of Taiyin.
But it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, and everything is in vain.
Yan Zhaoge rolled his eyes, feeling pain in his chest.