The four big characters "Miaopo Bingling" are engraved on the front of the endless mountain range.
Wuming arrived at this mountain and endured a great sense of fear and walked over with extreme perseverance. He took a deep breath and tried his best to let the flowing flow inside his body exhale out of his body to warm the surface of his body, otherwise there would be many dangers. Even so, his face was pale and he could not fall to the ground at any time.
But in the end, Wuming walked forward. He never retreated in his life, because retreating was also a dead end.
The vast mountains and seas are endless and endless, and the snowflakes are floating and falling, as if they are falling forever. Strangely, the snowflakes turn into water mist when they fall to the ground, without any trace, but the sky still falls and snows constantly.
Cold, extreme cold. The cold that transcends all coldness is the cold outside the sky and the cold in the universe. There is no such coldness in the continent on Earth! And these are just an environment created by an alien organization in the heart of the earth. It is conceivable how the technology in that alien world has developed!
The cold outside the sky is not freezing at the extreme, but turns into water and air and disappears into invisible places.
This coldness is the coldness of the soul. Not to mention a mortal, even if it is a master of cultivation or a superman, it cannot bear this coldness. There is really a consequence of "destroying soul" - the whole body, everything, turns into nothingness, disappears into invisible, and even the soul cannot exist!
Wuming stood on the first mountain with the "Destroying Ice Ridge" engraved, looked up at the front, took a deep breath, and shook his whole body.
He would tremble, proving that he was still alive and that all functions of his body had not yet failed.
But such coldness was really unbearable. He didn't know how long he could tolerate it. He felt that his muscles and bones were no longer in control. He was not freezing, but was soft and weakened. His whole body was soft and exhausted, and he could turn into blood at any time, and follow the snowflakes to seep into the ground and disappear without a trace. From then on, there will be no such person as "Wu Ming".
"No, don't do this!"
Wuming shouted in his heart, "He doesn't want to die, he still has many things to do, how can he die?"
The strong desire to survive supported him and never fell down.
Time passed by minute by minute, Wuming breathed evenly, and walked towards him step by step with difficulty. In his subconscious mind, as long as he passed through this mountain and sea, he would reach the end of the Ice Creek - but after walking for a long time, he couldn't walk far. Looking back, he found that the pass on the way was still clearly visible, and he could imagine how far he had walked!
Wuming sat down dejectedly, the ground was extremely cold, but he could no longer feel it, just because his whole body was almost gone. In order to resist the severe cold, Wuming had to sit cross-legged, put his palms together, and stood in front of his chest, eyes looking at the nose, nose, and heart, as if he had entered a state of meditation.
On the surface, Wuming seemed to be dead and motionless.
In fact, Wuming's body was fighting against heaven and man. The So-Destroying Cold Stream invaded his body, as if there was a warm current blocking it. Sometimes, the cold current broke through the barrier of the warm current, almost until the limbs and bones were about to reach the heart, the warm current suddenly became stronger again, and with extremely fast and extremely powerful energy, it suddenly pushed the cold current back!
Finally, the cold current rushed out of the body surface, and at this time, the warm current became weaker again, and the cold current invaded again, reaching the heart. The warm current became stronger again and pushed the cold current back.
After repeated repetition, the cold outside the sky could not fight against the warm current in Wuming's body, and the warm current inside Wuming's body could not fight against the cold current outside the sky. The two were stalemate.
Time passes every minute, day after day, year after year.
Later, it was the warm current that prevailed, pushing the cold current back for a shorter time and more rapidly. Gradually, the surface of the nameless body began to be covered with a layer of white mist, and countless sword-shaped streams that were so subtle that the naked eye could not distinguish between the fog on the surface of the body. The cold current was already difficult for the protective layer of fog.
Finally, Wuming opened his eyes, exhaled, and stood up again without hesitation!
This time, Wuming was able to take steps, one step, two steps... ten steps... twenty steps! Wuming's face was sweating again, and the phenomenon of fog covering his body became increasingly weak. The warm current could no longer support him to continue walking and return to his body. At this time, the cold outside the sky was not polite, and invaded again, choking Wuming made him shiver and sit down to the ground!
Wuming sat cross-legged again, recalling the graphics in the strange golden book, looking at the nose, looking at the heart, and following the sword-shaped diagram on the picture, thinking over and over again. Suddenly, his soul seemed to have emerged from his orifice, becoming larger without limit, transforming into a space, a brand new space!
Wuming wanted to control the space, wanted to seize and control it. At this moment, the space suddenly disappeared, his soul returned to his mind, and his mood was unstable again.
Take a deep breath, calm, and then calm. Wuming silently recites calmness, so that the alien flow in his body can resist the invasion of the cold current.
Day after day, Wuming stood up again after countless days. It can be imagined that the warmth in his body once again defeated the cold outside the sky. This time, he made further progress, and took a hundred steps before he stopped moving forward.
Wuming sat down again, luck and practiced his merits, followed the sword-shaped diagram recorded in the book, and then stood up again and walked another two hundred steps. After this repeated, Wuming had been able to walk for two hours in a row.
That is to say, he was able to fight against the Killing Po in two hours, and his skills improved a lot!
The protective layer of fog on Wuming's body surface gradually became deeper and deeper, until the cold current transformed the fog. More than two hours passed, but he could no longer hold on. Finally, he sat down again and worked hard for luck.
The sky became colder and the ground became colder. Wuming gradually penetrated into the Ice Creek. The changes in his body were obvious. In addition to being able to resist the cold for a longer period of time without exercising his skills, his hands, feet, facial features, and internal organs all changed.
Two black holes suddenly appeared in his hand, and extremely deep black holes appeared in the palm of the left hand and the right hand respectively. While extending his hands forward, his mind moved with his thoughts. A small hill ahead was divided into two, and he was sucked into the hole, without any trace, and he didn't know where he went!
Wuming was shocked, opened his eyes wide, unable to believe himself, no, absolutely unimaginable scenes, followed by scenes—
His feet suddenly expanded infinitely and turned into two foot-shaped stone piers, so big, tall, and long, making his body look so small and so inconvenient. With a light move of his feet, the entire Ice Ridge seemed to be trembling. The scene was extremely scary and terrifying!
Who is this? Wuming has changed into a superman, and his superpowers make him no longer look like a person!