Chapter 212: The Ice Ancestor Witch (Part 1)

Fu Gu, with Wu Luo's consciousness, went down the road. The cold resistance was not a big problem for Fu Gu. It easily dived hundreds of feet and unexpectedly broke into a piece of ice fog.

Wu Luo's eyes were confused. Before he could indicate that the Talisman Gu quickly withdrew, the Talisman Gu had quickly rushed through the ice fog. The world behind him made him feel like he was lit up.

In a blue ice world, the talisman Gu happened to land from the sky, from high to low, witnessing the whole picture of the world.

In the endless ice world, various ice structures are like sculptures. Although each huge ice cannot be clearly described, everything is similar.

Every piece of ice, no matter how big or small, is crystal clear, as beautiful as sapphire.

The light from which I don’t know where it reflects the ice more beautifully, and the blue color is extremely intoxicating. The light has become colorful and dazzling after being refracted by the ice.

The jade-white talisman Gu is like a white snowflake in this azure ice world, slowly falling down. Compared with those huge ice, it is insignificant.

The smallest ice also has the size of a wild elephant, and the largest one stands tall and like a mountain.

Halfway through the talisman Gu, he floated up and turned into a white firefly, slowly flying between the sky and the earth with hazy light. He passed through huge and beautiful blue icebergs and crossed blue ice rivers like gems and jade belts. In his sight, a huge altar appeared on the distant ice field.

The altar has an incredible area.

In the Dongtu Demon Mountain, the abandoned divine tomb ruins covers a huge area, which once amazes Wu Luo, but this altar, Wu Luo estimated that the area is four times that of the divine tomb ruins!

The altar is not luxurious. On such a large-scale altar, the priest's object must be particularly noble, but the altar is very simple. It gives people the feeling that the magnitude of the altar shows the identity and status of the priest's object, but the simple style is the style of the priest's object.

The altar is round, with a total of nine layers, all made of ice, but it looks strange: this is steel made of ice!

In the center of the altar, there is a circle, one of which is a huge pattern, which is exactly the pattern drawn by Jian Di.

Wu Luo's heart moved, and was about to urge the talisman Gu to see clearly, on the altar, a certain force from the ancient times suddenly awakened, and a blue light rose into the sky, and the force immediately rushed over with an unstoppable momentum that dominated the world.

Before the talisman Gu could even react, he was pushed by that force and quickly retreated from the ice world, rising all the way back to Wu Luo.

Wu Luo opened his eyes, and Fu Gu crawled back into his eyebrows with a feeling of grievance. The power followed and imprinted on Wu Luo's eyebrows.

"laugh--"

The power was cold, but this power was imprinted on Wu Luo's eyebrows, and it seemed like a soldering iron was pressed on, and a burst of blue smoke suddenly emanated from his skin.

The power disappeared, as if it had never appeared. Wu Luo called out a clear spring, and as expected, a mark similar to a flame was printed on the forehead.

Seeing the mark, Wu Luo couldn't help but feel a little funny: That fool Jian Di, drew the pattern in reverse!

It should be that the top is big and the bottom is small.

It looks like this, it is not a flame at all, but a ghost-like pattern. And at the bottom of the pattern, there is a faint ripples. If it weren't for the power being printed very clearly in Wu Luo's eyebrows, the ripples would have easily been ignored - Jian Di would not have seen them.

Or, when Jian Di woke up, the pattern was incomplete at all.

A voice came out in Wu Luo's mind: "Huh - what's going on? Why do I feel that there is a seed of the third power in your body?"

Wu Luo passed the mark to the Earth Fire Golden Kirin through his consciousness. The old guy didn't say anything for a while. Finally, he sighed and said slowly: "I remember this mark."

"The Ghost of the Ice Sea, this is the mark of the Ice Ancestor Witch. I didn't expect that such a person could not escape that great disaster." He sighed, and after a moment he rarely mocked himself: "Maybe, it is only if a little person like me who has no one to pay attention to that disaster..."

The Earth Fire Golden Kirin is in a low mood. The tens of thousands of years of old monsters reminisce about the past. It is definitely a very sad process to wake up the distant memories little by little.

Wu Luo did not disturb him, and took advantage of this time to check his body.

The mark of the "Ice Sea Ghost" between his eyebrows planted a unique force in his body. This force turned into a blue glacier in the Mingtang Palace, surrounding the iceberg.

What's amazing is that the glacier actually flows.

Wu Luo is already very skilled in using divine power, but he has always borrowed the power of the "Nation of Heavenly Palace" and has never practiced divine power. Therefore, in Mingtang Palace, divine power is not reflected.

Wu Luo's mind moved and started the magic of the mutated "Daozang" that he had practiced in Ruolu Prison, activated the glacier and began to run through the meridians all over his body.

But I always felt very awkward. After only two breaths, Binghe suddenly moved, broke free from Wu Luo's control, and instantly filled the meridians throughout his body.

Wu Luo was very surprised. There was never such a practice in the practice of the monks in Zhongzhou. All the meridians were like rivers and the spiritual essence was like water. But the spiritual essence must follow a certain trajectory.

And the blue glacier filled all the meridians instantly, and then through the meridians, it poured into every blood vessel, every cell, and every bone in his body...

Just like the gale wind, it began to temper Wu Luo's body.

It may not be accurate to use tempering, because during this process, Wu Luo's body continues to strengthen, and the power of the glacier is also growing.

After about two hours, Ginghe slowly retreated from Wu Luo's body and retracted it into Mingtang Palace, which was obviously much stronger than the beginning.

Wu Luo Da was surprised: The power seed of this Ice Ancestral Witch actually has its own cultivation method!

"The inheritance of the wizard is different from yours." Seeing that he had finished his practice, the Earth Fire Golden Kirin explained: "The power of the wizard needs to find the right person by awakening consciousness, and then the elders of the master will plant the seeds of power in the body of the disciple."

"Don't underestimate the seeds of this power. It not only contains the power of witches, but also includes the master's martial arts and the master's lifelong practice experience."

"Only after the wizard's power has reached a certain level, this kind of power seed can be condensed and passed on. Condensing such power seeds will consume a lot for the wizard itself, so the wizard will be particularly rigorous in collecting disciples. However, once it is reclaimed, with this kind of power seed, it will be twice the result with half the effort and the progress will be made quickly."

"So, although there are not many real wizards, they are all very powerful."

Wu Luo was a little puzzled: "But why are there so many people in this world who have completed awakening consciousness?"

"They are not considered wizards, at most they are just members of the witch clan. The witch clan marks on them may not be complete. And it is obvious that the altar did not pass on the witch seeds to them. Their marks were just a phantom of the seeds of power. They allowed them to slowly accumulate this power, but they would not teach them the methods and experience of cultivation."

Wu Luo was a little confused, and the Earth Fire Golden Kirin said, "If you don't believe it, try your own strength."

Wu Luo clenched his fist hard and activated the blue ice river in Mingtang Palace. The beautiful and breathtaking blue color in Mingtang Palace revealed a layer of thick black light outside his body. The color was much deeper than that of Jian Di and Jian Jie, just like a layer of black oil plastered on his arms.

From this point of view, Jian Jie and the others did not lie, and they did not understand any method of cultivation at all.

The Earth Fire Golden Kirin said again: "The wizards have a strong power, but unfortunately there are too few people. It takes an entire year for ordinary wizards to condense a seed of wizard power. This greatly restricts the growth of the wizard clan. So they came up with this method, and the wizard clan was able to grow."

A trace of cold power in the surrounding air received the powerful witch power on Wu Luo's arm and quickly gathered it. Without Wu Luo's mobilization, the witch power was activated by itself and stored all the gathered forces. The black light on the arm increased by more than doubled.

"Even there is a method of power transmission? I don't know if there is a method of fighting." As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of thought poured into his mind from the blue ice river.

"boom……"

There was a loud noise in his mind, and a blue ice earth appeared in front of him. An old man in a simple and plain clothes, tall and thick bones stood proudly on the iceberg, with his tiger eyes filled with might and evil spirits, slowly scanning Wu Luo.

Wu Luo's heart was shocked, and the old man had already started to move. His body was as strong as a dragon, his arms were tilted like a dragon, and his body was lit up with a blue light, driving the power of the whole world to follow him.

The old man kept changing his attacking moves, as if he was showing it to Wu Luo.

This world trembled slightly under his demonstration, as if it was difficult to withstand such powerful power. Every time the old man made a move, although he obviously controlled his power and was just a move, the remaining power fluctuations continued to destroy beautiful icebergs.

As the icebergs collapsed, the old man's power had accumulated to a fixed point, and suddenly turned into static. He held Yuan Shuyi with both hands and stood quietly between heaven and earth.

The world was silent. I don’t know when it started. Cracked at the old man’s feet began to appear, spreading rapidly, and soon the whole world collapsed in the cracks.

The old man turned his head again, with a pair of bright tiger eyes, with complex meaning, looking deeply at Wu Luo.
Chapter completed!