Gu Xiu spread his spiritual sense and found that his spiritual sense was as good as before, and he was not blocked at all, but because the range of spiritual sense could be explored was much larger than that of his eyes. In this moment, Gu Xiu discovered that two monks in the Sanshen Stage were broken through the defensive shield and were directly brought into the glacier by the cold wind, and merged with the glacier.

Another monk in the early stage of the True God suddenly looked at his feet with horror. Gu Xiu frowned and divided a ray of spiritual consciousness to make his follower look down from the early stage of the True God monk, and he kept seeing him standing at his feet on the iron bridge.

This look shocked Gu Xiu and was also very grateful, because she saw that the feet of the early stage of the True God monk were actually frozen firmly on the iron chain. At the beginning, the iron chain and his feet were frozen to the point. As soon as the early stage of the True God monk discovered this, he quickly activated his divine breath to his feet and tried to melt the ice cubes under his feet. However, no matter how fast he was the early stage of the True God monk, the speed of the divine breath could not be as fast as the ice cubes spread.

No, not spread, but assimilation!

Gu Xiu refines his spiritual sense again. When she discovered this, she was shocked. She almost attached the refined spiritual sense to the feet of the early stage monk of the True God. She found that his feet were not only frozen on the surface of the ice, but also the whole foot had become a lump of ice, which was literally the flesh and blood body disappeared, and it turned into an ice sculpture.

Gu Xiu saw that the true god-stage cultivator was still constantly circulating his divine breath on his feet, intending to dissolve the freezing, and even released a few fire techniques and used fire magic weapons to attack the ice on his feet. All these methods were useless.

Because he did not realize that his feet, which had no feeling, were not just frozen to the point of feeling, but that they were no longer his feet, they were two feet-shaped ice sculptures.

Maybe it was the people involved in the authorities, and maybe they couldn't believe that their feet had become two lifeless ice sculptures. When the scope of the ice sculpture spreads upward, until the calf, the early-stage monk of the True God had not taken the most straightforward and effective method. He cut off the ice sculpture directly to prevent the spread of the ice sculpture, but it was still futile to use various means to resolve the ice sculpture. The consequence of this was that not only did the ice sculpture not be dissolved, but it had begun to spread to the knees and gradually spread upwards.

Gu Xiu shook his head. Although he was a distance from the early stage monk of the True God, through his experience, he had at least analyzed one of the various encounters he might experience in the glacier secret realm.

Moreover, in this moment, except for the early stage monk of the True God, other monks around him also had more or less problems. Only Gu Xiu's side has not had any other conditions so far except for the biting cold wind. I think the owner of this place is not completely unkind. At least he gave him time to adapt. Although this so-called adaptation time is only compared to cultivators with other conditions, it is better than not, and Gu Xiu will not be able to get more aggressive.

Because of this, Gu Xiu was willing to remind the early stage monk in the real god who was still doing useless work and would become a human-shaped ice sculpture after a while. She tried it and it would definitely not work to shout directly. The voice would be dispersed directly by the bitter cold wind. Although the transmission of the spiritual sense was a bit far away, her spiritual sense was powerful, so this was a useful method.

"Fellow Daoist, cut off your legs quickly, so that you can save yourself!" Gu Xiu was not a hesitant person. Since he was willing to help others, he immediately sent a message.

As soon as Gu Xiu's voice came to an end, a loud roar came from behind the early stage of the True God cultivator, "Brother Yu, cut off your legs quickly. Your legs have become ice lumps and cannot be dissolved no matter what. Even if they are dissolved, they can only be a pool of water. Now, there is no other way except to cut off your legs. Brother Yu, you have no legs. Although your strength will be greatly reduced and you will be unable to walk in a short period of time, don't worry, we brothers will not abandon you."

Gu Xiu frowned and his spiritual sense approached the person who was talking. Through the layers of cold fog, she "saw" the man's tall body, rough face, slightly dark face, and his body temperament was very compatible with his aura roar just now.

This person... is somewhat familiar with Miss Huai's father Huaiyong.

Gu Xiu searched quickly in his mind, narrowed his water eyes slightly, and looked behind the man and around him. Four monks stood behind him, two Taoist cultivators in the True God stage, one gray-haired old man was a mid-stage True God stage cultivation, and one young man in his thirties with an ordinary appearance, and one was a early stage cultivation of the True God stage cultivation;

There were two demon cultivators, one of whom was the witch Bai Ling, who was as famous as Gu Xuan's Hongxuan Witch, who was standing behind Qinyao Demon Lord, and the other demon cultivator Gu Xiu didn't know him, but he also looked familiar. She probably saw him at Yingtian Inn. Gu Xiu recalled it again and thought that this early stage demon cultivator of the True God seemed to be a disciple or subordinate of the Demon Lord Shuliang, but she had never heard him say anything, and he himself had no sense of existence at all, which made Gu Xiu not deeply impressed him.

But why did Huaiyong get along with these people? Did he meet them accidentally and then form a team to work together, or did they have any contact information?

It should be the former. Not to mention that Gu Xiu had tried various communication methods before, but he could not contact Xu Ruoguang, Peng Changzheng and others. The space technique here was something that she could not even touch at the edge of her realm. In terms of communication, it should be unimaginable.

Even if they can really communicate, Huaiyong should only contact Zhenjun Liu Jing and Huai Huai. However, not to mention the two Taoist cultivators in the True God stage, only the witch Bai Ling and the demon cultivators in the Early True God stage. Since they got together with Huaiyong, this means that they only know each other, at least they know each other. Otherwise, according to common sense, the Taoist demon will not be able to form a team to act together, and both sides are afraid that the other party will cheat them to death.

At this time, because Huaiyong's seemingly reminding and persuading, but in fact it was a disturbance to the state of mind, the early stage male cultivator who had become ice sculptures from below his knees lowered his head and looked at his calves and feet that had become ice sculptures. When he thought of the pool of water in Huaiyong's words just now, he was either panic or fear in his mind. He knew in his heart that Huaiyong's reminder was right, but once he lost his legs, could he survive in such an environment?

He is a monk in the True God stage. He can naturally grow out if his legs are gone, but... but that also takes time, from three to five months to three to five years.

He could never wait. As for what Huaiyong said just now, the fellow Taoist surnamed Yu sneered in his heart. He would rather turn into an ice sculpture like this than need his alms.

But if I really turned into an ice sculpture, I don’t know what will happen to the third uncle and junior brother?
Chapter completed!