Ascension Through Generations

"Let's go!"

He Ying's expression changed, and he waved his long sleeves, and his whole body was enveloped in a large gray light, carrying air currents and flying rapidly towards the direction of Boiling Spring Valley.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng transformed into a sword rainbow and followed closely behind. Bao Yu'er also stepped on a pink handkerchief, rose up from the ground, and chased after her.

Thirty miles passed by in a flash.

When the three of them were about to reach the edge of Boiling Spring Valley, He Ying's shrill roar suddenly came: "Get away!"

Get away, get away!

In an instant, Zhao Sheng felt a chill coming from the top of his head. The chill was so deep that it made his scalp numb.

Danger! Extremely dangerous!

Zhao Sheng spit out a mouthful of blood essence, and the blood essence instantly turned into a ball of blood mist and enveloped him.

The next moment, he suddenly turned into a streak of blood and fled towards the horizon at an incredible speed.

In just a moment, the whole person fled ten miles away.

After the blood light dissipated, Zhao Sheng staggered, stood up again, and then looked at Boiling Spring Valley with a pale face.

As far as the eye can see, the Boiling Spring Valley ten miles away is now completely white. The original scene of steaming clouds and mist has been washed away. All the water vapor clouds and mist have condensed into ice slag. The boiling springs in the valley have also been frozen and turned into a There are ice bubbles and ice ponds of different shapes.

The valley is filled with icicles and ice cones of different thicknesses, standing densely like a forest of ice crystals.

This shocking sight made Zhao Sheng hold his breath and his lips became dry.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a substantial ripple of spiritual thought descended from the sky and swept across the surrounding area.

The air suddenly seemed to have been washed by water, and there was no smoke or dust at all. All the tiny floating objects were suppressed by the void but dense power of thought.

Zhao Sheng's heart was shocked. He had never seen such a powerful spiritual thought, at least it could only be possessed by powerful immortal cultivators above the Golden Core level.

Within a few breaths, a person appeared out of thin air, bringing a bone-chilling chill. The surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, and the originally dim environment became darker. Countless ice particles fell in the air, and a layer of extreme coldness filled the surrounding area. His energy makes people feel like they are falling into a ghost prison.

Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Sheng's forehead, but it was frozen into thin ice.

He raised his head slightly and saw that the person who came was wearing a five-clawed black dragon robe and a five-color crown on his head. The twelve orbs all exuded a faint divine light, and each orb contained a powerful magical power.

Zhao Sheng was shocked. He instantly realized that he had seen something he shouldn't have seen, and immediately lowered his head.

Mo Wenwen didn't even notice the ants under his feet.

He looked around the world, and the cold light in his pupils was like surging icebergs, slowly flowing in his eyes.

As his mind turned, the surface of the soil beneath his feet cracked like a spider web, and ice cones sprouted from the cracks in the ground. Large areas of silver-white frost quickly spread around, covering all the original landforms wherever they passed. A thick layer of frost covered the area, and the few plants that managed to grow here were frozen into ice sculptures.

"Hmph, you can't escape!"

After Mo Wendao whispered, the figure suddenly disappeared from the place.

Zhao Sheng felt relieved and hurriedly fled the place.

Later, Zhao Sheng returned to Boiling Spring Valley and happened to see Old Man He emerging from the ground.

At this moment, his body was covered with frost and he was shivering from the cold.

Zhao Sheng was eager to know who made such a "big deal" and why the "emperor" appeared here?

Of course he wouldn't ask too directly.

He just asked tentatively in a roundabout way which big shot this was.

He Ying shook his head hesitantly, "I don't know either! But such a big movement, I'm afraid only Chongbao or Nascent Soul can handle it."

Zhao Sheng's heart skipped a beat, "The Mo family only has one Yuan Ying ancestor, could it be that ancestor who took action!"

This is too much to look down on the Zhou family!

The two waited for a while, but Bao Yuer's figure was nowhere to be seen. He Ying's expression couldn't help but become a little ugly.

Zhao Sheng tentatively said, "It's better to wait a little longer."

He Ying waved his hand and said decisively: "No, the mission is important! Go and pick up Wuxiang Monk first. Baoyu will not die so easily, something must have delayed him."

With that said, He Ying rushed into the Boiling Spring Valley first and rushed to the cave in the southwest of the valley. Zhao Sheng shook his head and followed.

Boiling Spring Valley has been managed by the Zhou family for thousands of years, and countless tunnels have been dug underground. The tunnels are connected to layers of underground buildings, stone chambers, palaces, warehouses, storage warehouses, etc., just like a large-scale underground city.

However, this city is extremely sparsely visited. Zhao Sheng and He Ying searched three floors in a row and were surprised to find that all the buildings were empty, with not even a single human hair on them.

It was as if the Zhou family had been prepared.

As he gradually went deeper into the ground, Zhao Sheng found that the temperature was getting higher and higher, and a faint smell of sulfur began to appear in the air.

After a while, the two of them had gone nearly a hundred feet underground. The artificial buildings around them gradually became rarer, and there were more rough earth and rocks around them.

Walking in a recently opened passage, Zhao Sheng suddenly heard a faint scream,

ah!

The moment he heard the screams, He Ying's expression changed.

The scream just now was very familiar. It came from the water-based formless monk. The sound was so sharp that even though it was separated by a thick layer of earth and stone, it was not completely covered up.

"not good!"

Before they finished speaking, there was a sudden violent vibration under the feet of the two of them. Countless gaps opened in the surrounding stone walls.

What followed was a low, thunderous roar that passed under their feet, like a raging river flowing past.

The temperature is rising rapidly!

Zhao Sheng frowned and listened carefully, and found that there were actually countless explosions strung together under his feet with almost no separation, which turned into waves of roaring like the surge of a river.

After careful analysis, the shock waves pushing back and forth were even higher than the previous ones, causing great damage to the stratigraphic channels. Within two or three breaths, Zhao Sheng felt that the ground under his feet was soft and crispy, with cracks all over it, and the front and back There were countless collapses in the underground passages on the left and right.

Zhao Sheng knew what just happened without anyone reminding him.

There is a Jindan real person who is fighting fiercely, and it is not a trial shot, but a life and death fight.

The Wuxiang Monk was afraid that he would be affected by Jindan Zhenren's battle, so he died inexplicably.

Zhao Sheng was very shocked, "How come you hit the ground and are so close?"

It is not an exaggeration to say that the huge pressure caused by the battle between the Jindan masters was more than ten thousand, not to mention that it was also mixed with their complicated spiritual battles. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of more than ten miles turned virtual into real, forming a strangulation. The strong distortion of style is really impossible to guard against and irresistible.

The situation suddenly became very bad. At this time, Old Man He's words became concise and concise: "Back off, five miles!"

He Ying is an earthly immortal cultivator. He has a geographical advantage and can better grasp the scope of the battle between the two Jindan real people.

It's just that Zhao Sheng muttered while running away: "Five miles, it shouldn't be enough. It would be better to run away wildly."

But soon, Zhao Sheng understood that he was far less experienced than Old Man He in terms of experience in real-life battles.