"Little guy, I didn't expect that after so many years, someone would actually come here. It is indeed fate." The sound of that voice also made Han Chen stunned, and there was a look of horror on his face.
Expression, and then, he also felt a powerful cold attribute force slowly sweeping over him, and soon his whole person was wrapped in a white mist.
The two heavens of ice and fire.
After calming down and feeling the cold atmosphere around him, Han Chen was extremely shocked, but then he quickly suppressed the pressure in his heart, with a forced smile on his face, and he raised his hand, Han Chen's forehead
Drops of cold sweat continued to remain on it, and soon turned into droplets of ice.
"I wonder where my senior is? I want to see him." The voice was slightly trembling. Although Han Chen was in the white mist, he felt that his body was as if he was in an ice cellar, and his vitality was struggling.
It can be seen that he is enduring tremendous oppression at this time.
"Haha, little guy, the system is good, but it's a pity." The voice continued to come from the other end, but there was a sense of disappointment in the voice.
According to Han Chen's guess, the owner of this voice should be an old man, extremely powerful, at least at the fourth level of soul gathering or above.
"Little guy, you don't have to be afraid. Since you can come here, it means that we are destined, but it is really a pity." The voice continued to sound.
"I wonder why senior always says it's a pity?" His brows furrowed slightly. At this time, Han Chen also felt that the tyrannical pressure in his body was gradually weakening.
"Well, I say it's a pity because you are cultivating fire-attribute vitality." The old man's voice came, which seemed to have a lot of meaning.
"I'm stupid, I hope the old man will tell me clearly." Han Chen smiled lightly. At this time, Han Chen also breathed a sigh of relief. He could feel that this mysterious old man had no ill intentions towards him.
"Haha, little guy, you are so wise and foolish." As he spoke, a strong air flow enveloped Han Chen. Han Chen's heart tightened, but he felt no discomfort and quickly gave up resistance.
The air flow enveloped Han Chen, and Han Chen felt his eyes blurred, but soon, he felt that his body was moving rapidly, which was extremely weird.
Buzz…
His head was a little dizzy, and soon, the airflow surrounding him quickly disappeared, and his figure was also in a weird space.
"Where is this?" After calming down, Han Chen found that the place he was in was a bit strange. There was ice mist in all directions. In the air, drops of ice crystals floated up and down, and traces of bone-chilling breath slowly spread around Han Chen.
Wandering, he couldn't help but shudder.
"Haha, little guy, this is my cave, called the Ice Cave." Suddenly, a cold breath slowly floated out, and Han Chen also saw a white-haired old man slowly walking towards him.
Looking at the white-haired old man, Han Chen's heart trembled. Looking at the former's appearance, he also found that his body seemed to be restricted and unable to move.
"Little guy, don't circulate the fire attribute energy in your body, otherwise, something bad will happen." The old man smiled faintly. Under his pale hair, a pair of cloudy eyes looked at Han Chen, which made Han Chen feel as if
It was like entering an ice cellar. Moreover, he originally planned to use the fire-attribute energy in his body to resist, but at this time he discovered that his body was not under his control, and Han Chen also faintly discovered that he
In his body, a stream of cold air suddenly appeared, traveling through the major meridians in his body.
"Little guy, don't worry, I don't mean any harm." As if he could see what Han Chen was thinking, the white-haired old man smiled indifferently, stared at Han Chen, and said with a smile: "You little kid
This guy has strange muscles and bones, he is indeed a good material. I don’t know who your teacher is, but he was able to train you to such an extent. It’s really good.”
Seeing the old man's appearance, Han Chen remained calm, looking at the old man up and down, but stopped talking.
"Little guy, it seems you want to ask me something." Seeing Han Chen's appearance, the old man smiled and stopped talking. He stared at Han Chen's eyebrows, as if he wanted to see through him.
.
"Hey, little guy, you are actually a six-ring life hunter. Judging from your appearance, you are only eighteen years old, right? This eighteen-year-old six-ring life hunter is very rare." The old man looked up and down.
Han Chen nodded.
"Um..." Han Chen was also a little afraid of the old man's gaze. This old man could actually control his actions with his own will. This was no longer something that masters in the realm of soul condensation or soul gathering could do. Could it be...
?
In my mind, a terrible thought slowly emerged.
"Little guy, since you have questions to ask me, just ask them. There's no need to wait." With a calm smile, the old man waved his embroidered robe again, and an icy cold air rushed towards him, and Han Chen's body immediately trembled violently.
For a moment.
"Thank you, senior." He rubbed his sore and numb arms, and there was a look of shock on Han Chen's face.
"Haha" the old man smiled indifferently, even though his face changed a little, he looked at Han Chen and said: "Little guy, why is the energy in your body so mixed? However, there is a kind of energy between these different attributes.
Quite a strange balance. It seems that your cultivation of vitality is far beyond my imagination." Nodding slightly, the old man also smiled indifferently, and then his mind moved, and a white stream of light quickly passed from Han Chen's eyes.
It burst out from between the eyebrows and disappeared into the old man's body.
"Is this?" Seeing the white light disappear, Han Chen seemed to know what happened. It turned out that he had just been investigated by the white-haired old man.
"Okay, little guy, if you feel cold now, just circulate your vitality to keep out the cold." After that, the white-haired old man looked at Han Chen, an expression of admiration slowly appeared.
"Senior, my name is Han Chen. I wonder what I should call you?" Han Chen asked with a look on his face.
"Han Chen, it's a good name, haha, but I have forgotten my name. However, others call me Old Man Bingxue." The white-haired old man smiled lightly and stared at Han Chen with a pair of cloudy eyes.
"Old Man Bingxue, Old Man Bingxue?" Suddenly, Han Chen seemed to have remembered something, and looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, and the smile on his face slowly stiffened.