Qingyuan Immortal Palace

At the same time, Fairy Xishuang was also seriously injured by the Qilin True Spirit.

In addition, she did not regulate her breathing in time, and the injury began to flare up at this time.

She had difficulty breathing and vomited blood.

"Although this girl can possess the Qilin True Spirit with the special physique of the Xuanbing Wonderful Body, doing so also caused her Yuanshen to be severely damaged!"

"Plus, she has been fighting all the time, so she has no time to recover, so she was injured so badly!" Fang Yang sighed.

Fortunately, Fang Yang has a lot of spiritual medicines, and he immediately took out a few and fed them to her.

In an instant, these spiritual pills turned into warm currents and entered Fairy Xishuang's body.

Fairy Xishuang immediately entered into a state of meditation and tried her best to refine the pills.

On the other side, Fang Yang and Fang Bingbing were connected in mind and spirit, so they could naturally communicate with each other through their thoughts.

Soon Fang Bingbing moved her body and sprayed a stream of cold air towards the seven-colored mist lotus.

In the blink of an eye, the ten thousand year cold liquid underwent a drastic change and gradually began to condense.

Finally, the entire Seven-Colored Lotus was turned into an ice sculpture.

Fang Yang immediately asked Fang Bingbing to get the lotus seeds of the Seven-Colored Lotus.

After all, he and Fairy Xishuang had made a soul oath, so they must share some of the profits.

Then Fang Yang controlled the Five Elements Compass and came to the vicinity of the Seven-Colored Lotus.

Fang Yang also felt that the coldness of the Seven-Colored Lotus caused by the Ten Thousand Years of Cold Liquid had disappeared.

Because after freezing into ice, the coldness was condensed in the ice sculpture, which weakened a lot.

"Maybe it's an opportunity!" Fang Yang immediately entered into meditation and communicated with Qingyuan Fairy Mountain, wanting to take this precious Seven-Colored Lotus in one pot.

If it was just now, when the Ten Thousand Years of Cold Pool had not condensed, Fang Yang would never dare to do it.

Otherwise, his mind would be eroded as soon as it came into contact with this terrifying Ten Thousand Years of Cold Night.

Fang Yang was also very careful. He put the Thunder Mountain Order into his storage bracelet and blocked the communication with Taixuzi.

He didn't want Taixuzi to know his secret.

Although he had established trust with Taixuzi now, Fang Yang didn't want to show off his wealth and cause trouble.

Fang Yang asked Fang Bingbing to break the ice in front of him. Fang Yang drove the Five Elements Compass and soon arrived in front of the Seven-Colored Lotus.

The Seven-Colored Lotus, which could only be viewed from a distance before, appeared in front of Fang Yang like a lifelike statue.

This Seven-Colored Lotus is 70 to 80 feet high, with three lotus leaves and a lotus.

The petals of the seven colors shine with spiritual light, and the fragrance makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"It is indeed a rare treasure in the world, and it is so beautiful!"

Fang Yang approached the Seven-Colored Lotus, and his mind moved, and a red flame appeared in his hand.

This is Dan Fire, a magical power that can only be possessed after becoming a Jindan cultivator.

Fang Yang used this Dan Fire, but he didn't want to burn anything, but let this Dan Fire cover his right hand, forming a thin layer of defense.

After that, Fang Yang tentatively grasped the seven-color mist lotus with his hand covered with Dan Fire.

Instantly, a chill came.

Fortunately, Fang Yang had Dan Fire to protect his hand, otherwise if he grasped it directly, his hand would probably be crippled.

Fang Yang forced his true energy to constantly adjust the intensity of Dan Fire.

Finally, under the blessing of Dan Fire, Fang Yang was able to hold the rhizome of the seven-color mist lotus. "Okay! It's time!" Fang Yang began to communicate with Qingyuan Xianshan with a divine thought.

A green force began to wrap up the ice sculpture.

However, the breath of the ten thousand years of cold liquid emanating from the ice sculpture also began to compete with the green power.

As a result, Fang Yang's true energy was constantly lost.

Although Fang Yang was only a Jindan early stage cultivator, he had accumulated a lot of experience and his power was even better than that of Jindan middle and late stage cultivators.

However, the spiritual power consumed by controlling Qingyuan Immortal Mountain was not something Fang Yang could bear.

Fang Yang felt that the true energy in his body was pouring out like a river bursting its banks.

The power of Qingyuan Immortal Mountain that he controlled only covered one-third of the Seven-Colored Misty Lotus.

More than 60% of the true energy in his body had been consumed.

Fang Yang never expected that the true energy would be lost so madly.

"How is it possible! Even Jindan middle and late stage cultivators don't have as much power as me, but how come I have consumed so much now? Could it be that this cold air can resist the power of Qingyuan Immortal Mountain?"

Fang Yang immediately swallowed some pills to quickly restore his spiritual energy, but it seemed to be a drop in the bucket.

Fang Yang gritted his teeth and took out a jade bottle before his true energy was about to run out, and swallowed a drop of milky white spiritual liquid.

Fang Yang instantly felt like he was soaking in a hot spring, his whole body was warm.

At the same time, the true energy in his dantian was like a spring.

"This ten thousand year old spiritual milk is really a rare treasure!"

The ten thousand year old spiritual milk that Fang Yang just swallowed was what Mu Ling'er collected from the roots of the Tongtian Ancient Tree when they left Mu Ling Ancient City.

With the supplement of this ten thousand year old spiritual milk, Fang Yang's true energy immediately recovered to a perfect state.

The power of the green mysterious force he controlled also became a little stronger.

After Fang Yang consumed two drops of ten thousand year old spiritual milk, he finally transferred the ice sculpture formed by the seven-color mist lotus to the Qingyuan Immortal Mountain.

Fang Yang knew that the seven-color mist lotus needed rich spiritual energy, so he transplanted it into the five-color spiritual soil.

Fang Yang used the Soul Absorbing Ring Sword to quickly dig a large pit in a remote valley of the Five-Colored Spiritual Soil of Qingyuan Fairy Mountain. He then transferred the Seven-Colored Mist Lotus and the lotus root that had been frozen into ice into the large pit of the Five-Colored Spiritual Soil.

Fang Yang knew that the seven-color mist lotus required an extremely special environment, so he simply set up a formation in the valley.

Fang Yang also quickly took down a frozen section of lotus root about three or four feet long and one foot wide, to be used to make a body for Mu Ling'er in the future.

Then Fang Yang immediately left Qingyuan Immortal Mountain.

At the same time, he asked Fang Bingbing to help transfer some mysterious ice blocks formed in the ten thousand years of cold night to Qingyuan Immortal Mountain.

Fang Yang has now reached the Golden Core Stage, so he can allow some creatures to enter Qingyuan Immortal Mountain.

With Fang Bingbing's help, the spirit pool in the five-color spiritual soil was soon established.

At the same time, Fang Bingbing exuded a strange breath, and the ice blocks instantly thawed and turned into ten thousand years of cold liquid.

Another ten thousand years of cold pool was established, and it seemed that Qingyuan Immortal Mountain was also affected at the same time, and the rich spiritual energy gathered here.

Soon the seven-color mist lotus regained its vitality, and the fragrance was instantly fragrant.

"Hahaha... Great, this is the first time I have such a spiritual object!" Fang Yang laughed out loud.

However, Fang Yang suddenly felt that the Ten Thousand Years Cold Pond outside seemed to have undergone a huge change without the Seven-Colored Lotus.

Fang Yang did not dare to stay in Qingyuan Immortal Mountain for too long and immediately withdrew.

At this time, after the Seven-Colored Lotus was gone from the Ten Thousand Years Cold Pond, a series of strange spiritual power fluctuations occurred in the entire spiritual pond.

"What happened?"

Fang Yang just felt that after the Seven-Colored Lotus was taken away, there seemed to be a huge weirdness under the Ten Thousand Years Cold Pond, that is, under the Seven-Colored Lotus.

Fang Yang was shocked and afraid that there were some strange monsters below. He didn't know what to do for a while.

At this time, Fang Bingbing volunteered to dive into the water to explore.

Fang Bingbing is the Ice Phoenix among the divine beasts, and she is like a fish in water in this Ten Thousand Years Cold Liquid.

It went to explore, and Fang Yang was relieved.

After Fang Bingbing dived into the root of the original seven-color lotus, she immediately let out a "Gugugu..." scream.

It seemed to have found something that made him extremely excited.

Fang Yang felt strange. Not long after, a powerful ice flame broke out from under the ten thousand year cold pool, almost like an ice flame storm.

Seeing this, Fang Yang was frightened and immediately hid in the Five Elements Compass.

At the same time, he was worried about Fang Bingbing.

Although Fang Bingbing was the divine beast Ice Phoenix, it was unknown whether she could escape from such a powerful ice flame explosion.

However, Fang Yang could not protect himself at this time, so he had to control the Five Elements Compass with difficulty and leave the Ten Thousand Year Cold Pool.

As soon as Fang Yang got ashore, he reluctantly began to control the Five Elements Compass to fly.

Although the Five Elements Compass was not as fast as the Flying Cloud Barrier, it had excellent defense.

"Boom..." The ice flame exploded all over the sky.

It looked like a very grand blue fireworks.

All the monsters nearby were frightened and ran wildly.

Moreover, the spiritual energy of the entire Bingluo Wonderland began to fluctuate greatly.

"What's going on? Why is there such a big fluctuation!" Fang Yang was surprised.

"Could it be... Could it be that the location of the seven-colored mist lotus is a seal? Or the center of a formation?"

Fang Yang is proficient in the art of formation, so he can vaguely guess some clues.

But his cultivation is still shallow, so guessing these is probably his limit.

"Gugugu..." Suddenly, a few sounds that Fang Yang is most familiar with came from the exploding ice flame.

But this sound seems very tired, even a little weak.

Fang Bingbing was originally greatly nourished in such a cold liquid, but he didn't expect that the sudden explosion in the ice flame would be so powerful.

This made Fang Bingbing unable to control it at this time.

"Huh? Fang Bingbing!" Fang Yang looked at Fang Bingbing flying out of the violent exploding ice flame.

At this time, Fang Bingbing suffered multiple injuries, and it held a blue spiritual grass in its mouth.

This spiritual herb is only three feet long, but as soon as it appears, it generates a powerful spiritual pressure.

A spiritual pressure that is even more powerful than the Seven-Colored Lotus!

"What is this? Is it even higher in rank than the Seven-Colored Lotus?"

Fang Yang also began to wonder at this time.

You should know that the Seven-Colored Lotus is already a twelfth-rank spiritual herb. Such spiritual herbs are very rare in the spiritual world, not to mention in the mortal world.

"The spiritual energy of this thing is higher than that of the Seven-Colored Lotus... Isn't that..."

Fang Yang was surprised.

"How is it possible? This thing shouldn't appear in this ancient star..."

Fang Yang's heart was filled with huge questions.

At this moment, another huge and extremely powerful explosion of ice flames completely engulfed Fang Bingbing.

Fang Bingbing fell directly into the violent ice flames like a kite with a broken string.

Fang Yang was connected to Fang Bingbing's soul, and he instantly felt that Fang Bingbing seemed to have been suffocated to death in this new wave of extremely powerful explosion.