You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 235 Second Stage

[Ice Prison Fire Tower], the first level, Ice Prison, forms an aura similar to a field around it. The temperature drops extremely, greatly limiting the opponent's ability to manipulate spiritual energy.

Being able to enter this level is no less than a warrior entering the spiritual body realm, and one's own body has long been tempered to an extremely cold and hard degree.

When [极] rushed over, his huge body seemed to have entered the polar region. Frost condensed on his rock-hard body, and his speed was weakened. However, the young man reflected in his pupils condensed his armor like an ice god of war, and stood alone against the enemy.

"You have actually cultivated the Ice Prison?"

At that moment, [极]'s pupils trembled, and memories surged up from the depths of his soul.

In the ancient times, all races in the universe rose up, but the human race was one of the absolute overlord-class races, sweeping across several major worlds, and all races came to pay homage to it. Among them, there were three forces that held power, and they stood at the top.

Among them is the Qingluan Palace.

For a force of their level, the disciples they recruited were all peerless geniuses from various worlds. After all, the cultivation method was extremely difficult to practice. It took several years to comprehend and lay the foundation, and perhaps hundreds of years would pass in the blink of an eye.

Even if there were great masters giving lectures and teaching methods, anyone who could achieve success in a few years would definitely be an unrivaled genius. How could one achieve the level of Ice Prison under such dire circumstances?
The Northern Realm is such a cold and desolate place, the spiritual energy is empty, and there is no great master to teach. How can he [Qiu] achieve success?
[Extreme] was filled with shock and fear. He was well aware of the status of the [Ice Prison Fire Tower]. It was one of the top cultivation methods in the Qingluan Palace and was extremely effective in building a foundation before entering the Dao-seeking Realm.

It is not inferior to his own [Kunpeng Transformation] and even has more room for breakthrough. When he has complete control over it, there will be no rival for him in the same realm.

As soon as he thought of this, [Ji] immediately activated his own blood, activated [Kunpeng Transformation] and rushed forward like a giant ship breaking the ice, ignoring the [Beixue Spear] that Jiang Qiu was stabbing towards him.

Even if you cultivate into an ice prison, it will only enhance your defensive ability, but it still won't be able to break the skin.
stab-

The sharp cutting sound was like a piece of iron scratching on cardboard. [Ji]'s pair of eyes as deep as the moon suddenly widened. He saw the cold light of the [Beixue Spear] in Jiang Qiu's hand flashing, and the spear intent and body merged together. A body of ice armor vaguely appeared behind him, and he stood tall with his head raised.

"Soldiers and bodies merge into one?!"

The [Extreme] broke through the spatial distance at high speed and slammed into the blade of the [Beixue Spear] in Jiang Qiu's hand, like a fish colliding with a kitchen knife.

The most extreme spear intent was like a bolt of lightning that instantly cut through Kun's body. The huge body that was ten feet tall was split in half by the wind transformed from the spear intent. The huge amount of spiritual energy carried in it dissipated and turned into small fishes returning to heaven and earth.

In fact, a normal combination of a soldier and his body would not cause such damage. Before coming to the Northern Territory, he had personally killed several masters of the art of war.

But this weapon is the [Northern Snow Spear], and the shadow behind it comes from ancient times, a powerful being who has fallen.
"It's been tens of thousands of years, hasn't the spear spirit of the [Northern Snow Spear] completely dissipated yet?"

[极]'s whispers echoed like the sound of ethereal birds, and his body turned into streams of light and dissipated, like a sudden rain of fireflies.

The scene in the memory overlapped with the phantom in the sight. Tens of thousands of years ago, a seriously injured human warrior came to the Northland, which is now the Northern Boundary.

He fought a great battle with the demon king [Kun], and finally all the demons above the Dao-seeking realm in the north were slaughtered, [Kun] fell, and the strong man left behind the [Northern Snow Spear] and his soul returned to heaven and earth.
"Whoo~"

As the ethereal sound in his ears gradually died down, Jiang Qiu let out a long breath, his feet pierced into the ice like steel nails, the ice armor on his body cracked into pieces, and the cold air flowing around his body was chaotic. "This impact is really great."

He sighed softly, pulled his knee out from under the ice with a click, and swung the [Northern Snow Spear] casually.

With a biological physique as huge as Kun's Body, and with the help of Kunpeng Transformation to shuttle and collide, if the Ice Prison was not used to limit its speed and amplify its own ice armor state, it would probably be seriously injured.

Fortunately, the killing power of [Beixue Spear] was strong enough, and the domineering spear intent killed the opponent instantly, otherwise the damage to the body would only be greater.

However, after this fight, a lot of my spiritual energy was indeed consumed. It might be troublesome to kill the rest of the Chosen Ones later.
Just as he was thinking this, Jiang Qiu raised his head and looked into the deep sky, muttering to himself: "The other Chosen Ones probably don't have such abnormal speed, I may still have a lot of time to rest."

Buzz.
Gradually, the stars in the sky lit up like fireflies, but there was no sign of the passage of time. Jiang Qiu's eyelids twitched, and he tightly grasped the [Beixue Spear] in his right hand. The broken ice armor on his body was repaired in an instant.

It seems like it’s not over yet?

"As expected of you, the successor of those four old guys, your talent is truly amazing."

The ethereal sound swept over again, seeming to echo above the sky, and responding under the ice. Jiang Qiu felt like he was in the deep sea, with whale-like piercing sounds coming from all directions.

His heartbeat slowed down for a beat, and the starry sky that lit up in his pupils condensed into the shape of [Kun]. Its deep eyes were as dazzling as the moon.

An ancient aura came rushing in, like the Demon King descending to the world.

In the void, Yuri and Tang Guang were silent. Later, four chosen ones including [Wall] came out, but it was still quiet and no one could speak.

After marveling at their appearance in the void, their eyes soon turned to the North Boundary Mountain. Although everyone had been eliminated, some people or monsters were not convinced.

Among them, [Wall] was the most unconvinced. His real name was Jace, a peerless genius from an American family. Even though his performance in the Northern Territory was not as good as Jiang Qiu's, he would never be willing to die at the foot of the mountain.

He had clearly obtained the inheritance of the South Bank tribe and had a bright future. He was even confident that he could fight with Jiang Qiu with the power of the inheritance. Even if he was in a bad state, he was still able to go to the top of the mountain to take a look.

As a result, the damn Northern Boundary Mountain Demon Clan actually sent out a great witch to forcibly replace me?
With the help of the ancestor's power, the Great Wizard is no less than the Chosen One in his peak state. His realm is completely on par with them, and he is even better. It is the existence of such a guy that has had a great impact on the battle for the Chosen One.

"That [Ji] was really born in a good place. In the battle of the chosen one, the great witch risked his life to help him, so he easily reached the top of the mountain."

Jace complained, his eyes fixed on the North Boundary Mountain where the white fog had retreated to the halfway point, but he still could not see [Ji].

The opponent was just too fast and entered the white fog very early, out of sight. Now it seems that there is nothing to see, so all we can do is wait quietly for the white fog to completely dissipate, or for the battle of the chosen one to end.

But isn’t the number of people a bit wrong?

Including myself, there are only six people in this void?
(End of this chapter)