The Saint Started Recklessly, And The Son Of Luck Broke Through The Defense!

After the right protector received the order, he turned into a black light and went to prepare.

The teleportation array in Taixu Holy Land was quickly prepared.

Su Mo also came to the teleportation array at this moment.

The teleportation array of the Taixu Holy Land is also extremely luxurious, with dozens of top-grade spiritual stones serving as array eyes, and the entire array is constantly flashing with extremely dazzling magical runes.

Teleportation array is a kind of space formation, which is extremely expensive to build. Only some top sects can set up teleportation arrays.

Su Mo stepped into the teleportation yoke without much hesitation.

Suddenly a mysterious space fluctuation enveloped his whole body.

"Buzz!"

As the teleportation array trembled, blue light flashed, and Su Mo's entire body disappeared into the teleportation array.

The surrounding environment is changing rapidly, and the environment that was originally like spring all year round has become freezing cold.

Su Mo's eyes were filled with white - "187", and the wind and snow were blowing violently. If someone with a lower level of cultivation came here, I'm afraid their body would get frostbite!

But every bit of coldness here that is almost visible to the naked eye can't even get close to Su Mo's body.

It was as if there was something invisible around Su Mo that blocked the cold air.

When Su Mo came here, she was not affected at all, as if she just came to her own back garden.

He floated for several steps in the snow, without a trace behind him. He stepped on the snow without leaving a trace. This was the ultimate control of the Emperor of Power!

At this time, Su Mo looked in one direction and whispered: "The strange fire should be in that glacier."

After saying that, he no longer walked leisurely in the snow, and instantly shrank to the ground.

Just by taking a simple step, Su Mo had already arrived at the glacier that he had just looked at.

The place was crystal clear and shimmering with cold light, and the ten thousand-year-old ice around it was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting his reflection.

In front of him, there was a long and narrow corridor, which seemed to have been opened up by someone using brute force not long ago.

He looked down and found a lot of messy footprints here. He smiled slightly and said, "It seems they have already entered."

The next moment, Su Mo stepped directly into the corridor without any ink.

The corridor was extremely dark, with only a faint sliver of sunlight shining through the ice.

Not long after walking, a darkness suddenly appeared in front of Su Mo's eyes.

This is a frozen cave with a huge area, surrounded by large and small ice caves. Hurricanes are pouring into it, whirring like a ghost howling.

At this moment, he heard someone in the cave let out a wild laugh: "I'm sorry, everyone, this ice spirit and cold fire belongs to my ancient holy mountain!"

Su Mo's eyes flashed slightly when she heard Bing Ling Leng Huo.

He remembered that the original novel had a detailed introduction to Ice Spirit Cold Fire.

The conditions for the generation of Ice Spirit Cold Fire are extremely harsh!

This fire is yin and cold in nature, and is usually only seen in places with two levels of water coldness.

Not only that, it would take hundreds of years for this fire to form in an extremely cold place, and it would take at least a thousand years to become a real strange fire.

Rumor has it that there are only five people in the entire Eastern Wasteland who hold the Ice Spirit Cold Fire in their hands!

If you accidentally touch this flame, even a little bit, people below the soul realm can turn into frozen corpses!

Even monks in the Yuanhun realm are at risk of their cold energy entering their bodies and damaging their internal organs.

It can be said to be a murderous weapon, which makes people feel happy.

But Su Mo knew in her heart that the magical effects of this ice spirit and cold fire were far more than that.

It is even said to be of great use to the Nine-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python Clan.

Although it was only mentioned in the original novel, this ice spirit and cold fire eventually fell into the hands of the genius of the nine-color sky-swallowing python clan.

But Su Mo remembered very clearly that this genius of the nine-color sky-swallowing python clan relied on the golden flame of the beasts and the cold fire of the ice spirit in Lin Xiuran's hands to reconcile yin and yang and smelt it into his own blood.

In the end, the genius of the Nine-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python clan became a true pure-blood Nine-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python, which shocked the entire Eastern Wasteland!

You know, a true pure-blood nine-color sky-swallowing python was extremely rare in ancient times. If its cultivation reaches a certain level, it can even swallow the heaven and the earth!

Su Mo vaguely remembered that the genius of the nine-color sky-swallowing python clan seemed to be named Jiang Huaiqiu.

In the end, he became the right-hand man and right-hand man of Ye Xuan, the man with double eyes.

Thinking of this, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Su Mo's mouth and whispered: "It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Is that Jiang Huaiqiu who laughed just now?

If that's true, it's just right. If we deal with Jiang Huaiqiu, is it equivalent to cutting off Ye Xuan's right-hand man?"

Having said this, Su Mo walked over leisurely.

When Su Mo walked in, he saw dozens of geniuses fighting around a ball of flame...

The flame was pure white and kept jumping on the palm of one of them.

This flame actually releases a chill when it is burning [The divine fruit is extraordinary.

There is such a chill radiating out, and it is in the form of flames, so naturally it is the Ice Spirit Cold Fire.

In the man's hand was a round transparent magic weapon, which enveloped the entire ice spirit in cold fire.

This allowed him to hold the Ice Spirit Cold Fire in the palm of his hand.

"Why did the Ice Spirit and Cold Fire return to your Ancient Holy Mountain?" A genius asked unconvinced.

The person holding the Ice Spirit Cold Fire at this moment is naturally Jiang Huaiqiu.

He has a delicate appearance but a burly figure. There is a nine-color flower mark on his forehead and between his eyebrows, exuding a brilliant glow.

Hearing this, Jiang Huaiqiu grinned and said boldly: "Why? Why is the ice spirit and cold fire now in my hands!

Now that this fire has fallen into my hands, can I still give it up?

Everyone, this fire is of great use to me. If you don't stop it, all the overt and covert fights in the past will be wiped out, and I, the Ancient Holy Mountain, will not trouble you. "

Jiang Huaiqiu's words were extremely domineering. It seemed that these people did not take action against him because he was kind to everyone.

"Rampant! We have been fighting here for a month, how can we leave empty-handed?"

"How could our sect be afraid that you, the Ancient Holy Mountain, would cause trouble?

Your Taikoo Holy Mountain has a place in the Eastern Wasteland. Doesn’t it mean that our Tianyan Sect doesn’t have 5.5?

How can you say that our Tianyan Sect is also the top sect in the Eastern Barren!"

For a time, Jiang Huaiqiu became the target of public criticism, and many geniuses were ready to take action to seize Bingling Lenghuo.

The scene suddenly became chaotic and the atmosphere became tense.

The people gathered here are all top geniuses. Whether it is talent or strength, they are naturally the best among the younger generation of Donghuang.

How could they be scared away by Jiang Huaiqiu's few words?

Su Mo stood quietly not far from the battlefield, seeming to be integrated with the surrounding snow-covered environment. He did not give out a trace of aura and no one even noticed him in the chaotic scene.

He was not in a hurry. He watched everyone fight first and recalled in his mind the method of subduing Bing Ling Leng Huo.

The methods of conquering these strange fires were all obtained from the memory of the saint's remnant soul. .