Chapter 1439: Demon Tan Leng Yan

Thousandth 440 chapters demon Tan Leng Yan

"The next step is to see if you can survive. You Tan Lengyan has three levels of tests. Of the four people who came in front, two of them completed the first level, and two completed half of the second level. "

The white-haired old man sitting in the frost petals mumbled to himself, and immediately ignored Zhuo Bufan who was sitting in the lotus ice pond, but closed his eyes and rested.

At this time, Zhuo Bufan's entire body had been frozen into ice. Even with the aura and the power of the stars to resist the strong coldness of the body, it was obviously a little disappointing.

On the first day, Zhuo Bufan's blood flow rate was only half that of a normal person.

The next day, Zhuo Bufan's blood flow rate was only one-third that of a normal person, and his heart rate began to drop sharply.

...

On the seventh day, Zhuo Bufan's blood flow rate was zero and his blood coagulated.

On the tenth day, that powerful heart suddenly stopped beating.

His whole person seems to have become a crystal clear ice sculpture, from the inside to the outside, it has become an ice sculpture-like existence.

The soul is still suffering from the erosion of the demon cold heat, the body's coldness can be ignored, but the soul is eroded by the cold, and the painful coldness is tens of thousands of times more powerful than the body's coldness...

Once the soul is frozen, it is the real way to destroy the soul.

"My heart is like a child, I have a sincere heart, I have an invincible heart..."

Zhuo Bufan's soul was roaring, supporting his soul to resist the cold eroded in the divine sea with complete willpower.

If the soul is compared to a weapon, then the willpower is the warrior who masters the weapon. If the willpower is defeated, then no matter how powerful the soul is, it will become a decoration and can only be slaughtered.

cold!

When I was a teenager, I was sent by my father to marry the Ye family just to keep my children and grandchildren. Is that kind of cold from the bottom of my heart?

The memories of the past continue to recall, the father's stern face, the ridicule of the tribe, and the indifference of the Ye family.

The helplessness of the youth made him feel the bone-chilling cold between the world and the earth.

The mother was bullied by the Chen family, and she was ridiculed by Chen Qingai's father.

Originally, Chen Qingai was a cluster of warm flames that appeared in his cold and dark world, but the last cluster of flames suddenly disappeared, bringing a sense of despair and coldness.

He was killed and left Yu Lanxing to seek a living in the realm of comprehension.

Crisis again and again, growing up in adversity, seeking hope in despair.

As if feeling the call of Zhuo Bufan's willpower, the soul fire burned more intensely, and the surrounding cold air retreated.

...

The white-haired old man outside the ice lotus cold pool suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of surprise in his eyes, "What a strong willpower?"

The old man stared at the bottom and smiled slightly: "Boy, you deserve to be here. With extraordinary willpower and belief, I hope you can succeed. Now you have broken through the first level!"

"I remember the four people who came to accept the inheritance. Among them, the fastest breakthrough took a full year, but you only took three months."

...

Zhuo Bufan can clearly feel that his soul has withstood the impact of a demon, cold heat, and the impact of the cold is like a person facing a million cavalry, like a lone boat in the vast ocean where the wind is rushing. , A little carelessness, it may collapse.

"The coldness is still increasing. According to my current soul gaze, it is estimated that I cannot withstand the second impact."

No matter how strong a person’s willpower is, he cannot improve his strength. Strength is strength, and willpower is willpower. For example, when a person encounters a crisis, he can explode ten times stronger than usual, and even burn his life. No matter how hard you work, it is impossible to explode a hundred times the strength, because all this is determined by the foundation.

...

The second demon Tan Leng Yan's attack erosion came again.

Shenhai was covered with frost, and the fire of the soul was swayed, shivering.

Cold, freeze the soul, freeze the consciousness.

As if everything in the world will be frozen, once the soul is frozen, then the only result is death and the soul is shattered!

"Oh? The second erosion started, half a year earlier than I expected."

The white-haired old man opened his eyes for the second time and looked down quietly. His eyes were as deep as a sea of ​​stars, unable to explore.

"Boy, if you can't hold on, just give up. You have done a good job."

The white-haired old man said lightly, "With your strength, I didn't hold any hope at all. You have to know that although your willpower is strong, but your soul is too weak after all, just like a warrior holding a wooden stick, it can't be defeated. Ordinary people who master cannons, you should understand this truth!"

"give up?"

Zhuo Bufan sneered.

"For me, giving up is more difficult than persisting."

"Ok?"

The white-haired old man frowned, and immediately stopped talking, because he felt that Zhuo Bufan's soul fire became more and more powerful, and there was faintly the soul flame of a monk who had surpassed the Jin Dan stage.

"You are only the cultivation base of the middle congenital stage, and you have condensed your soul to such a level, incredible?"

The white-haired old man said in surprise.

Zhuo Bufan is different from ordinary monks. He is a man of two lives. Even though he hasn't practiced as much as other monks, the different feelings and experiences of the two lives constantly temper his soul and temper his will.

It was in the time on the Blue Star that Zhuo Bufan suffered all the humiliation, and it might be better for him to fall.

But the sky gave him the opportunity to go to the vast and wonderful world of cultivation. Only in the cultivation world, Zhuo Bufan began to understand that he was brave and diligent, knew what was true, and found his own world.

"In the realm of cultivation, I am also a mediocre person. If I choose to give up every time, I won't be able to achieve the Ninth Rank Immortal Venerable!

"Cultivation, control the universe, the world is a slave!"

The soul roared in anger, and the flames of the flaming cluster of souls in the cold world soared and turned into a fire dragon, rushing towards the endless ice-cold zone.

"You actually want to directly attack the third floor. In this case, even I can't save you."

The white-haired old man was shocked and shook his head and said: "If you practice for a few hundred years, you may not be unable to obtain the demon Tan Lengyan!"

The soul flame seems to be passing through the endless ice-cold zone, constantly sweeping towards the depths.

After a while, I found the pale blue faint demon Tan Leng Yan, like the shape of an evening flower, fascinating and charming, and the psychedelic contains the coldness of death.

"If you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!"

Zhuo Bufan was determined and erased his delusions.

The flexible fire suddenly flew to the demon Tan Lengyan, the two combined, the red and the blue rays of light entwined, fighting with each other.

The demon Tan Lengyan wanted to kill the soul fire, and the soul fire wanted to control the demon Tan Lengyan.

Between life and death, between thoughts.

"Boy, you really are not afraid of death!"

The white-haired old man frowned, but he was helpless. He could only sigh in his heart. He didn't believe that Zhuo Bufan could succeed, and he knew the power of that demon-tempered coldness better than anyone else.

This sigh was just a pity for the imminent fall of a monk with incomparably determined willpower.