Mortal's journey to immortality

Chapter 1180 3 feet

In the last three feet, with the biting chill and the overwhelming coldness, Wang Lu had turned into a blazing black fireball, but he still could not withstand this violent and fierce cold wave.

As the saying goes, what freezes three feet does not freeze in one day.

Now it seems not only reasonable, but also makes him and Wannian Juebing seem to be separated by a chasm, insurmountable.

He had long since lost all sense of pain and almost bit off his tongue. Half of the tongue that was about to fall off had been frozen into a blood clot in his mouth, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had frozen into an ice string with blood beads. Wire.

Kui Niu Dali had very little left, with only 10% of his mana left, and Wang Lu was on the verge of despair.

He felt that all his thoughts and ideas were frozen at this moment, leaving only an unconscious obsession supporting him until death.

Facing the ten thousand years of ice that was so close at hand, the reflection in his pupils was so beautiful and breathtakingly beautiful.

Alas, he originally wanted to do something, but he knew that one would eventually run out of energy.

Think but can't.

"Kakakakakaka!"

Kui Niu's strength was exhausted, his mana was gone, and Wang Lu no longer had any protection, and was immediately frozen.

He seemed to be refusing to close his eyes, his two big and round eyes staring straight at the ten thousand years of ice that was within reach.

"Bang!"

Wang Lu fell straight down like he was pushing down a jade pillar from a mountain of gold.

However, the fate of the world is so wonderful.

Just in time, his body tilted and fell, and his eyes could see three feet across.

"Wow!"

The cold wave spread thousands of miles instantly, freezing his body and everything around him, leaving him forever suspended in the air with his head lower than his feet.

"what?"

Wang Lu rolled his eyes in confusion. Except for the warm spring-like warmth above his nose, his whole body was frozen and motionless.

Now, how can he control why he is still alive? He must hurry up, otherwise he will definitely die!

God-given vitality is so urgent that he can't even care about the other kind of azure water, which is the eye-cleansing liquid. He is treating a dead horse like a living horse.

The last chance, if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent.

Wang Lu's eyes closed suddenly, and with a thought in his mind, the little Yuanying, which was already withered and covered with a layer of frost, pointed towards his chest with a finger, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of Yuanying's essence and blood. In an instant, a faint ray of Mana pours out.

Yuan Ying's face was ashen and he fell unconscious instantly.

The opportunity was too late to come again. Taking advantage of the last ray of mana that had not been frozen, Wang Lu used all his strength to activate the "Snow Eye Technique". After doing all this, with Nascent Soul dying and seriously injured, Wang Lu's eyesight went dark and he fainted.

However, a miracle occurred.

In an instant, there were snowflakes in his eyes, and the magic power was like a rapidly rotating clock, running on its own according to the exercise circuit of "Snow Eye Technique", and getting faster and faster. At the same time, there were more and more snowflakes in his pupils. It was so big that it completely covered his eyes.

Before this was over, an incredible scene appeared again. Those snowflakes flew out of his eyes, turned into reality, and fell towards the ten thousand year ice.

However, this object seemed to be spiritual, and it flicked away from the snowflakes.

However, it escaped once, ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, those hundreds of thousands of snowflakes, millions of snowflakes, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of snowflakes, the snowflakes were overwhelming from Wang Lu's eyes. Coming...

With a "hoo" sound, the ten thousand years of ice had no way to hide, no way to escape, and was covered in an instant.

After an unknown amount of time, the painful moan of "Ah yo" sounded from the bottom of the dark and lightless rift valley.

I saw a male cultivator with stiff limbs lying weakly on the solid ground. He struggled to support the ground with his hands, "Alas", before he could support his upper body, his arms fell back to the ground limply.

After resting for a long time, he slowly regained some strength. He tried again and finally allowed himself to sit up.

Hey, where am I?

The male cultivator recalled it repeatedly, but his mind was in chaos. After thinking for a long time, he came up empty.

I saw an extremely weak blue light flickering in the thick blackness on the ground three feet beside me.

The male cultivator felt that the blue light seemed to have been seen somewhere before, so he stretched out his right hand to grab it.

Unexpectedly, what he encountered was an unknown ore as big as a thumb, so he took it away and put it in front of his eyes.

You don't know this, but at first glance, the blue light flashed slightly, "Shuhushushushushua..." It was like going back in time, and countless pictures were poured back into his mind from his eyes.

The male cultivator was none other than Wang Lu, who had gone through a catastrophe of death and returned to be reborn as a human being.

Unfortunately, he survived.