Chapter 223

This brother's cave is very deep. Po's divine sense can reach 200 meters. The cave is dark and humid. After several people enter, they can feel bursts of cold. You know, several people are monks. They are not afraid of the general cold. Po pulls Jubao to his side, puts his hand on Jubao's shoulder, and inputs a trace of magic power into Jubao's body to dispel the cold for Jubao, Otherwise, with the physique of ordinary people, they can't stand the cold at all.

"Ah, it's so warm." Jubao only felt a warm air flow all over his body, which was unspeakably comfortable.

"Be careful, everyone. There's something strange in the cave." Po told several people that even Po felt the bitter cold in the cave.

About 200 meters deep, Po stopped and his divine sense penetrated. The temperature inside was lower. If he walked forward, Ju Bao couldn't stand the cold inside even if he drove away the cold for Ju Bao. "I'm afraid Jubao can't stand the temperature inside. He can't go in."

Qin Yu and Zilong looked at Jubao. Zilong said, "little martial uncle, the temperature in this cave is obviously strange. Maybe there's something in it. You're not willing to go in and have a look. Why don't you go out and wait for us first?"

Jubao had no choice but to nod and say, "well, I'll wait for you outside."

After Jubao left, Qin Yu said, "brother a Bao, why do you know that the temperature inside is lower?" a Bao has divine knowledge. Few people around him know it. Xu Hailin is one, and others don't know it, even the most trusted Li Gu around him.

"Er, well, I can't explain it clearly for a while and a half." Po doesn't want to tell them that he has divine consciousness. If they say it, they don't know whether they will stay up for three days and nights in shock.

"Yes, little martial uncle, do you have a third eye? You can predict in advance every time you encounter danger." Zilong was also curious.

"I'm too lazy to explain to you. Let's go. There may be something good in it." Po was so sure because he made the baby react, but the temperature in the cave was too low. He stretched out his head and looked at it and retracted.

A fireball lights up in Po's hand, and the skill lighting can keep warm.

With the deepening, the temperature is getting lower and lower. Zilong and Qin Yu can't stand the temperature. Po is better. He himself has binglinggen and is not so sensitive to the cold.

About 500 meters deep, Zilong and Qin Yu finally couldn't stand the cold and began to retreat.

"No, little martial uncle, I can't stand it. I'm frozen to death." Zilong finally couldn't stand it and planned to step back.

Po said, "if you can't, go out and wait for me first. This place is very strange. I don't trust Jubao alone."

"OK." Zilong ran out of the cave without saying anything.

Po looked at Qin Yu and said, "can you?"

Qin Yu is the fire spirit root, and her spirit root is very pure. It is not much different from Po's spirit root. She can resist the cold.

"I can do it. Let's go." Qin Yu took Po's hand and Po smiled. His magic power went into Qin Yu's body to dispel the cold for her.

With the deepening, Po found that there was a weak wind in front of him. Where there was wind, there was an exit.

They endured the cold and went deep. When they reached 700 meters, Qin Yu began to be unable to stand the cold airflow.

"Brother Po, it's so cold."

Po frowned and said, "I don't know how deep the hole is. Well, I'll take you into Jiulong Ding and let you out when the temperature is high."

Qin Yu nodded and said, "OK."

After Qin Yu was taken away, Po was much more relaxed and accelerated his pace of progress. I'm afraid he couldn't stand the cold even when he came out of the body. Po had an ice spirit root and felt a little cold.

When one kilometer into the cave, the cold current blowing out of the cave is getting bigger and bigger. Po's divine knowledge probes in and finds a little light in front. Is it the exit?

The light is dazzling. It should be sunshine.

Po sped up again. Finally, at 1500 meters, he saw the exit in front of him. Po smiled. The wind blew out from here, and it was very cold here. Although Po had ice spirit roots, he could still feel the cold.

"Hmm?" Po walked out of the cave, and the scene in front of him suddenly opened up. He saw that it was a snow-white world, and there were ice cubes on the ground. These chills were emitted from these ice cubes. Po noticed the sun hanging high in the air and calculated the time. It was just the time for noon lunch.

"It's strange that there is the sun here, but why don't these ice cubes melt?" Po looked at the terrain here. The ground covered by ice looks like a small lake, surrounded by dead mountains. It's like a prison for prisoners, which can only go out from the air.

A Bao offered an ordinary flying sword and went up with the imperial sword. He wanted to see the scenery from above. However, a Bao had an oversight. Before the imperial sword came out of the pot like basin, it hit a transparent shield.

"Ah." Po screamed. It was already cold here. His body had already become cold under this temperature. He hit it. He suddenly felt bursts of pain. One was not well controlled. Po fell on the ice and fell to the sky. Fortunately, the shield was not high from the ground. Otherwise, Po would be surprised if he didn't get hurt.

"Yes, what's the situation?" Po got up from the ground in a panic. He felt a move. He saw that there was an invisible shield covering the place at an altitude of about 100 meters. The terrain of the place was like a pot, and the transparent shield was like a pot cover, which firmly covered it.

"It's strange that there is nothing good in this place except ice. Lingwa has a reaction. No, there must be something here. Is it under the ice?" Po guessed looking at the ice under his feet. The ice was thick and strange. Po found that his divine sense couldn't go through the ice to explore the situation below.

Looking around, Po didn't find anything. Here is the rock at the hole except the ice.

"Now that I'm here, I want to see what's under the ice." Curiosity Kills people. Po is also young and curious. He takes a flying sword out of the storage bag and stabs it hard.

"Ding." the ice surface is very hard. The flying sword stabbed down, but there is no trace. You know, the flying sword in a Bao's hand is the top-grade magic weapon Qingyun sword robbed from Wang Yu of qianyun gate. Even if it is an ordinary rock, a sword has to be smashed, and there is no trace left on the ice.

"Oh, why is it so hard?" Po waved his Qingyun sword again for five times in a row. There was no trace on the ice.