: 141. First step! (Seeking a recommendation!)

The spiritual array left by the former residence of the Great Old Man is quite powerful.
However, the old man of great sorrow has been gone for too long. Although the spiritual array has been in a state of quietness and concealment for many years, the aura is also being lost.
The loss of the aura, the erosion of the years, leading to the lack of power, the power is no longer the prosperity of the year.
However, if you want to break through the force, you need at least the realm of the great master.
Cold fog and bones seem to be inconspicuous, but as time goes by, it will inevitably erode the human body invisibly.
It is the warrior in the realm of the guru. When he is in the ice and fog for a long time, he will gradually weaken.
When the suffocation of the cold is exhausted, but still can not get out of the cold fog, it will live in the cold fog, and become part of the snow.
What's more, in the face of severe cold, we must face the constant resurrection, the attack of the ice crystal guards, and the consumption of the warriors will be even greater.
But these are all difficult to stop Yan Zhao song.
Constantly deducing the changes in the aura of the array, Yanzhao song gradually found the trick of breaking, and the speed of travel is getting faster and faster.
Although the ice is still in front of the eyes, the sense of Yan Zhaoge's spirit is becoming more and more acute, and gradually can gradually clarify the direction of the road.
Soon, in front of Yan Zhaoge and Ahu, there was a platform. The platform consisted entirely of a piece of ice, and the road was flowing over it.
Yan Zhaoge stood on the platform and stretched out his palm and printed it on the ice.
A chill came, and the ice was thick and heavy.
Rao is the cultivation of Yan Zhaoge, and it is also difficult to destroy.
The ice surface, in the influence of Yan Zhao song's suffocation, can feel the ice, there are also strange air movements, self-contained system, Yan Zhao song's suffocating want to penetrate into it, not so easy, subject to The repulsive repulsiveness in the ice.
Yan Zhao song smiled, not anxious, first ensure that his own suffocating stable operation, and then slowly explore the balance of the aura flow under the ice.
Ahu's hands came out, pinching the heads of two ice crystal guards directly, and then grabbing them and hitting them!
The heads of the two ice crystal guards collided together and suddenly shattered.
Ahu did not turn back and asked: "The son?"
Yan Zhao said: "It is no problem, this is part of the spiritual array, as if the 'door' is like the existence of the 'channel'."

The aura in the ice makes up a stable cyclical balance, trying to integrate your own suffocation into this balance and blend in with it so that you can go through the ice to the next level.

After saying that Yan Zhao’s body was suffocating, the ice beneath the palm of his hand suddenly blazed, and the figure of Yan Zhao’s song disappeared into the air.
Ahu’s backhand will smash another ice crystal guard, and then follow the example of the gourd, learning the appearance of Yanzhao song. The ice on the platform flashes, and Ahu’s figure disappears.
Through the ice, Yan Zhaoge and Ahu came to a huge ice room.
The cold fog disappeared, and the ice room was empty. Only the center was filled with a huge ice crystal eucalyptus.
A tiger curiously looked at the coffin: "Here is the tomb of the great old man?"
Yan Zhaoge shook his head: "The fake tomb room is also part of the organs and spirits. The coffin itself should be a dangerous institution."
Closed his eyes, Yan Zhao song carefully perceive a moment, but leaped up, his body hanging over, firmly standing on the ceiling of the ice room.
Just as if standing upside down on the ceiling of the ice room, Yan Zhao song hangs his body upside down, and walks a few steps left and right, stepping on a strange pace.
After a long while, he suddenly stopped, just to the top of the ice crystal coffin.
On the top of the ice room, at the foot of Yan Zhaoge, the ice surface shines again.
A tiger grinned, flew up and jumped to the top of the ice room, and then the two disappeared together in the ice room.
Once again through the Lingzheng institutions, the prospects of Yanzhao’s eyes suddenly changed from a snowy ice world to a red world!
A vast expanse of flames appeared in front of the two, and the hot breath was almost suffocating.
Under the snow-covered Dongle Snow Mountain, it is a huge lava field.
In the midst of the sky, Yan Zhao songs are far-sighted, and I saw it in the middle of the Magma River. There is a huge rock standing like an island.
The hot lava flowed across the rock and splattered with horror.
Yan Zhaoge and Ahu jumped over the Lava River and came to the huge rock in the river.
In the center of the giant rock, there is a stone sarcophagus.
On the stone sarcophagus, the handwriting of the flame is suspended: "Resentful! Regretful!"
Here is the real place for the old man of great compassion.
The situation is in line with his own expectations. Yan Zhaoge is not happy. Ahu is even more surprised: "I don't feel the existence of the sacred debris."
He shook his head: "Don't you say that the old man of sorrow put the sacred shards in other places, not here from beginning to end?"
Yan Zhaoge did not answer. He came to Shijie and took a ritual. Ahu woke up and did it quickly.
Then, Yan Zhaoge closed his eyes and carefully perceived the surrounding area. After a moment, he opened his eyes: "The sacred shards were indeed here, but they were first picked up."
A tiger's face is a bit ugly: "The son, let's come in and the time is not long. If it is Lin Zhoujie, first take the sacred shards. When we get here, he has gone through the shadows, and the speed of his coming is too much. Soon?"
"I thought he was still trapped in the fog, and they were overtaken."
"Although I heard that Lin Zhoujin has come to repair the realm of rapid progress, he has always been behind him, but he can't be a big master so soon?"
"Even if you are a great master, unless you are strong enough, you can't break the fog and fog like this soon."
"The old man of great compassion, even if he died, the spiritual array left is not so good." Ahu hesitated a little: "This is faster than the son you broke..."
A tiger scratched his head: "It’s like knowing how to go before you come in, instead of trying to crack the puzzle, or there is another shortcut here, he just cuts the way."
Since Yan Zhaoge has come to this world, this is still a rare step backward.
Fingers licked their own temples, Yan Zhao song looked around the flame world: "Is there someone outside the power, there is a heaven outside, or is it that he really knows it before he comes in?"
His gaze finally stayed on the sarcophagus of the old man of great compassion, consolidating the flame text that remained in the air and remained for a long time.
The two "repentances", after a long period of time, seem to enable people to travel through time and space, to feel the regret and unwillingness of the old man of sorrow.
Thinking about it, the flame world in which the two were in, suddenly violently vibrated.
The long lava river around the giant rock slammed up and the rock above it continued to shatter and fall!
This underground lava area seems to be turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the sky is falling!
In the space of the spiritual array, in the space where the ice and the fire are intertwined, the thundering son Lin boat calmly looks at the Yan Zhao songs who are trapped in the violent magma world.
"Step by step, the skill is high, I can't." Lin Zhou's eyes are a little weird: "But since you don't know the secret road, it means that you are not the same kind of person as me."
"Although I don't know why, letting your fate track change so much, it makes many things change."
"But you really made the pool water turbid, and it made my clear memory become plausible. I didn't believe it."
"If you completely disappear into the lava of this place, everything in the 'past' may be back on track?"
Lin Zhou muttered to himself: "So, I have more chips in my hands. Anyway, you are the nail in my eyes."
"In this case, it is best to say goodbye, wide-ranging son, Yan Zhao song."