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Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Three Collection (Part 2)

In the sky, the wind was howling and heavy snow flew. The whole world was covered with ice sculptures and jade, and it was all white.

Under Zhang Yang's spiritual consciousness, the ground under his feet was covered with thick ice, extending beyond the spiritual consciousness detection range nearly a thousand miles deep.

Zhang Yang spent nearly a hundred years to finally get eleven of the twelve baby-loving formation flags.

However, the last monk had an accident. After fighting with Zhang Yang, he found that he lost his opponent, and he actually escaped with the help of formation and teleportation array.

Zhang Yang followed the clues and came to this barren land.

However, while continuing to search, Zhang Yang felt something was abnormal. But he saw two streams of light flying rapidly in the distant sky, heading further north.

It seemed that Zhang Yang's breath was sensed, and the two lights paused slightly, and seemed to have discussed something, but did not take Zhang Yang in his heart and continued to fly away.

"There are two more powerful Golden Immortals! When did the Golden Immortals become so valuable?"

Zhang Yang muttered.

This ice field was originally a barren land, not only with relatively scarce spiritual energy, but also with a bitter and cold environment. The biological chain was simple, with only some cold-resistant monsters and wild beasts. It is normal for some monks to come to take risks occasionally. However, it is absolutely abnormal to encounter more than a dozen golden immortals and dozens of true immortal cultivators like now.

"Baltu ran away all the way here, and deliberately left clues to lead me here. It seems that there is indeed a conspiracy!"

The skeleton man Bartu, the only powerful golden immortal cultivator under the Five Infant Ancestor. A skeleton man with the cultivation level of the Golden Immortal was chased by himself and ran away.

Think about hundreds of years ago, a skeleton man of the true immortal level also used all kinds of means. In the end, he won with the help of Tianhu Fantasy.

In just a few hundred years, Zhang Yang couldn't help feeling excited.

"However, why should I be afraid of some powerful Golden Immortals?"

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Yang waved his golden wings behind him, and his figure turned into a stream of light, and he fled towards the direction where the two of them had just left.

Zhang Yang now has eleven of the twelve baby-loving formation flags, and with the main banner, the power is so powerful that it is definitely the strongest of Zhang Yang's many methods of fighting against the enemy.

Before the Twelve Baby-loving Formation Flags, Zhang Yang could even kill the Golden Immortals above the level. Now that he has such a big killing weapon, he naturally won’t be afraid of anything.

...

"Sure enough, I'm chasing you! I really don't know how to live or die!"

A loose robe covered the skeleton body with a slight light. Even a skeleton face was hidden in the black shadow, with only a pair of eyes flashing with green light.

This skeleton man is naturally Bartu who was chased by Zhang Yang.

"Hmph! Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill your wish!"

As Bartu said, his breath was released, deliberately leaving a strong aura around him, and then he turned around and headed towards a huge ice sculpture palace floating in the air behind him.

The ice sculpture palace is extremely dazzling. It is floating in the air, and only the lower part is visible, the ice sculptures and jade bricks, and the magical craftsmanship reflects dazzling light under the sun.

The ice sculpture palace is magnificent in scale and stretches for millions of miles. Gao Geng is penetrated directly into the sky, and I don’t know where it extends.

Zhang Yang looked up at the ice sculpture palace, and a sense of awe arose.

Even if Zhang Yang's spiritual sense is exploring such a large palace, even if it is 20,000 miles away, the limit of the spiritual sense exploration range is still no sign of ending.

A monk can be seen flying towards the palace at any time.

Against the backdrop of the huge palace, the monks were like small black dots and finally attached to the palace.

These monks account for most of the true immortal cultivation, and the other one is the powerful Golden Immortal. As for the Earth Immortal cultivator, Zhang Yang only saw two.

"Where is this place? It has attracted so many monks! Bartu has attracted the deity here. Could it be that he wants to escape with the help of this ice sculpture palace?"

Zhang Yang thought for a moment and then went towards the palace with a light.

At this time, there is naturally no reason to retreat. This palace has aroused Zhang Yang's interest. Since so many true immortal cultivators dare to enter, Zhang Yang believes that as long as you are careful, you should be able to deal with the past.

After all, Zhang Yang's many methods are not something that Bartu can understand. It was already an accident to let him escape last time. As long as Zhang Yang catches up this time, he will never give him a chance.

While thinking, Zhang Yang suddenly felt his body sinking suddenly. With the golden wings waving, the flying technique actually failed. Then, a wave of suction attracted Zhang Yang's body to fall heavily towards the ground of the Ice Sculpture Palace.

No air ban!

Zhang Yang was so familiar with this feeling. Therefore, although he was caught off guard, he was not panicked. The person fell down in the air and had already begun to adjust his body posture.

Bang!

Zhang Yang stepped heavily on the ground, and the ice crystal clear ground was even shaking, and it didn't move at all.

“Huh?”

Zhang Yang let out a light eh. The moment he fell to the ground just now, Zhang Yang did not deliberately close his body, just to test the hardness of the ice sculpture ground.

He thought that the ground might be very hard. After all, some of the frozen ice that has been frozen for many years will not be weaker than the stubborn stones.

However, it was so hard that it was completely beyond his expectations.

Thinking of this, curiosity arose, and the muscles in his body burst out. He waved his right arm and bombarded the ground with a heavy punch.

boom!

The ice slags flew. With the power of the fist, it only severely damaged a large pit that was only tens of feet deep and dozens of feet in a radius.

If it were an ordinary rocky ground, Zhang Yang's punch could almost penetrate a depth of thousands of miles.

The hardness of the stubborn ice is so strong!

"Um?"

Zhang Yang suddenly stood up and looked vigilantly behind an ice wall in front of him.

Accompanied by the prohibition of air, there are often spiritual bans. Even with the power of Zhang Yang's spiritual consciousness, since he entered the ice sculpture palace, he could only detect a range of less than a hundred feet in a radius. Moreover, once he encountered a barrier of ice, his spiritual consciousness would rebound.

A true immortal demon cultivator stepped out with a smile on his ugly face. Seeing Zhang Yang's vigilant expression, he immediately explained:

"Fellow Taoist should not misunderstand it. I have no malice. I am Wuen, please ask me what to call it?"

Zhang Yang's principles of being a person are always to stretch out his hands and never hit people with a smile. People respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot. Since this demon cultivator is so sensible, Zhang Yang naturally replied politely:

"I'm going to Zhang Yang, I wonder what you have to do with me?"

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Zhang, I have long admired him." Wu En looked like a philandering person.

Zhang Yang could only give in.

"Following the actions of fellow Taoists, it should be the first time I entered the Immortal Devouring Ice Palace?" Wu En was familiar with it.

Zhang Yang knew that his actions to test the hardness of the ice sculpture on the ground had fallen into the other party's eyes, and he did not deny anything and nodded.

"Immortal Devouring Ice Palace? It turns out that this strange ice sculpture palace is called Immortal Devouring Ice Palace! It is indeed the first time I have been here."

"Fellow Taoist, you haven't even heard of the Immortal Devouring Ice Palace, right? Fellow Taoist's cultivation is not supposed to be so good!" A strange look flashed in Wu'en's eyes.

Zhang Yang smiled in his heart and said that I had some exceptions to this selves. I didn’t say it for a long time after entering the fairy world, and I had less communication with others.

"I really don't know, I just missed it here. I'm still bothering to explain it to fellow Taoists!"

There is no reason to have a free tour guide.

"Well, if fellow Taoists really don't know, they can break into this place by accident, and they don't know whether it is a disaster or a blessing! This Immortal Devouring Ice Palace has existed since ancient times. It has a long history. No one can tell how long it is. Similarly, no one knows how it came from. It's just that there is a legend that this is a fairy land that descended from the Hongmeng Realm. Every thousand years, this fairy land will arrive on time, exist for a hundred years, and then disappear overnight. Every time the Ice Palace arrives, it will attract countless monks to come for adventure. Many people have gained good results, and it is not uncommon for promotion. However, more people die in this Ice Palace. After countless years, countless monks have fallen here. This ice palace is named the Immortal Devouring Ice Palace, and the name comes from this."

Wuen talked very clearly.

"I think the monks here seem to have all the cultivation levels of true immortals or above. Why is this?" Zhang Yang asked at the right time.

"Well, a friendly look!"

Wu En's admiration made Zhang Yang feel speechless.

"Just because the Immortal Devouring Ice Palace is full of dangers, the death rate of the true immortal cultivators who enter the cultivators has reached an astonishing 99%. The turbulent wind that often appears in it is not something that the earth immortal cultivators can handle, let alone other evil places and even more dangerous cultivators."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yang felt a stern.

The most dangerous existence is the wise monk. For a treasure, they will never mind slaughtering some earth immortals.

"After such a low survival rate, over time, unless those with special means, ordinary earth immortals will never dare to enter the Immortal Devouring Ice Palace."

"So that's it!" Zhang Yang nodded.

"Well! The dangers in the Immortal Devouring Ice Palace will be unforgettable as long as you enter it. What is even more unpredictable is the sneak attack between colleagues. In this Immortal Devouring Ice Palace, due to the huge restriction on the exploration of the Immortal Devouring Ice Palace, there is no moral law at all."

Wuen paused a little and continued:

"So, most monks who enter here will walk together. Especially the true immortal monks, here are the lowest-level existences. If they don't walk together, it will be difficult to survive. If they don't know how to walk together, are you interested in walking together with the inferior one?"

Wuen finally said his purpose, but used the word "wait", which was obviously not his own. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!
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