Ball Ball Cultivation

Xuan Chen has ice spiritual roots, and he hasn't felt so comfortable in a long time after training on Mars, which is full of fire spiritual power.

Qing Heng led the way: "Let's go down and take a look."

As they went deeper into the pit, the temperature became lower and lower. Qiuqiu had to use the power of water to resist the severe cold. Low-level cultivators without water or ice spiritual roots could not enter.

After crossing the swamp, what came into view was a solid ice wall, followed by thick ice crystals. Qi Shi's words and magic were no longer effective, because there was no land in front of him, only a world of ice and snow.

Xuan Chen walked in front, clearing the way with the cold sword he had acquired after practicing the Wanlian Divine Sword. He carried his natal bow and arrows on his back for easy access.

As they went deeper into the underground cave, they discovered an underground ice world. Xuan Chen tried to clear the way alone, but he felt overwhelmed, so Qing Wu and Qing Xu came to help.

However, after two hours, the progress slowed down again. Xuan Ming brought Xuan Shen, followed by Xuan Zhuo, and joined the ranks of opening up the road.

After a few days of exploration, we finally discovered something different. It turned out to be a battlefield!

Everywhere you look, there are ice sculptures with broken limbs and arms. Some are crawling on the ground, some are holding weapons, some are dying with their eyes open, and some are kneeling on the ground begging.

When Qing Heng passed the test of the God of Fire and obtained the fire, he personally experienced the great war between the two tribes in a fantasy world. Seeing the remains of the battlefield here, he explained to everyone: "This should be the remains of the battlefield left after the battle between the Ice God and the Fire God."

What he didn't say was that these corpses were frozen at the moment of death. They should be sacrificing their souls and using their magical powers. As long as their spirits are immortal, the ice will not dissipate.

Xuan Chen walked in front of a frozen young man and used his ice spiritual energy to assimilate the ice sculpture.

The scene before their eyes was beyond their expectations. The ice sculpture of the frozen man shattered into a pile of ice chips, leaving only a thumb-sized light blue crystal in the center.

The light blue crystal is somewhat similar to the divine water drop that Qiuqiu first saw. Now it has been refined into a soul weapon by Eternal Ancient, nurtured in the sea of ​​consciousness to protect the soul, and has completely lost its previous charm.

Xuan Chen carefully put away the crystal, examined it, and explained to everyone: "You need to assimilate the aura of the divine body. After gaining recognition, you will receive some legacies, but these divine powers must be brought back to the Ice God Clan." The crystal is the divine power.

He turned around and said to Qiuqiu, "Mother, call out more soldiers with water and ice spiritual roots. This can be considered a great opportunity."

Xuan Ming followed the method taught by his son to communicate with a divine corpse and used his ice spiritual power to attach to the frozen corpse of the Ice God. The two sides struggled for more than half an hour before they opened their eyes and completed the assimilation.

The divine crystal Xuan Ming obtained was a darker blue. He looked at Xuan Zhuo and said, "It's not dangerous. The Ice God Clan still has inherited memories. You need to feel them carefully. I have obtained a magical power called 'Freezing Soul'."

Xuan Zhuo and Xuan Ming spent about the same amount of time, and then added their experience: "Hmm, it's still a clear and spiritual energy. I feel that my spiritual awareness has increased."

After picking up the Godhead, he saw the jealousy in the others' eyes and explained again, "This thing is called the Godhead. It belongs exclusively to the God Clan. It must be returned to the Ice God Clan. Their legacy of magical powers is considered a reward. And they can only accept trials of water and ice attributes."

The task of arranging people was once again given to Qingheng.

Qiuqiu continued to move forward along the ice cave, and was pulled by something to come in front of a very beautiful female general who died bravely.

Qiuqiu used the water spiritual energy to slowly approach and wrapped the brave and fearless female general with the spiritual energy. When the spiritual energy completely covered the female general, Qiuqiu saw the genocidal battle between the Ice and Fire tribes.

Originally, the Ice and Fire tribes had only different attributes, and there were occasional frictions between the two tribes. However, because the queen was in seclusion and there was no one to suppress them, and the mermaids instigated them, the situation became increasingly out of control.

As more and more Ice God tribe members died on the battlefield, the female general volunteered to form a death squad to enter the Cold Moon Valley, a must-pass place for the Fire God tribe to send troops, and take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

Their death squad fought to the bitter end, hoping to buy their tribe a little time to evacuate their young and avoid genocide.

The return of the divinity to the Ice God’s territory after death is the obsession of every Ice God warrior.

She will bestow her famous skill - the Soul Injury Technique - upon anyone who possesses the attributes of ice and water, as long as they promise to bring her divine nature back to the tribe.

Qiuqiu took the oath of God as requested, and the female general gave him a ball of light in return, which entered Qiuqiu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Qiuqiu's consciousness probed into the ball of light, and she was pulled into another scene. She became the female general galloping on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, "she" continuously swings out ice needles to kill enemies, and when encountering strong enemies, she will use the soul-wounding technique. There are endless enemies and she can never kill them all.

She exhausted her spirit and launched a large-scale soul-damaging spell. Nearly ten thousand Fire God soldiers burst into tears and then turned into madmen, fighting recklessly on the battlefield. In the end, the battlefield was reduced to a scene of broken limbs and arms.

After Qiuqiu slowly took the initiative, he changed from watching from the sidelines to actively attacking. After many attempts, he slowly mastered this magical power.

Qiuqiu had never heard of this kind of spiritual attack spell before.

I don’t know how long it took, but Qiuqiu completely mastered the art of injuring the mind, and only then did his soul return to its place.

The lifelike female general in front of him instantly shattered into pieces of ice crystal, and a deep blue four-diamond divine body was revealed where her forehead used to be.

Qiuqiu silently chanted the mantra for rebirth, put away his divine power with tears in his eyes, and prepared to walk to the next ice sculpture.

Xuan Ming, the guardian nearby, stepped forward to stop them and said, "Each person can only obtain one magical power. No matter how much you absorb, you will only gain a little soul power at most. If you are too greedy, you will harm your spiritual consciousness."

Qiuqiu understood that the Ice God Clan was proud, and cultivators without water spiritual roots could not take away their divinity, because only cultivators with water and ice spiritual roots could grow into the Ice God Clan.

The obsession they left behind is also a kind of inheritance. Having already inherited the legacy of one Ice God and received the gift of a divine power, it is impossible for them to be recognized by other Ice Gods.

Qing Heng roughly estimated that there were more than 500 Ice Gods here, and he could select more than 500 disciples with water and ice spiritual roots from the Xu family army to gain opportunities.

This opportunity was hard-won, and it just so happened that those hardworking soldiers of the Xu family army had accumulated a lot of points. It would be better to deduct a certain number of points to allow them to redeem this opportunity. It was a free opportunity, but they didn't know how to cherish it.

In a blink of an eye, seven days passed, all the ice sculptures shattered to the ground, and everyone who participated in the test woke up one by one. Only Ning Yue was still sitting cross-legged next to an old man.

While everyone was still exploring outside, a sudden cold wind blew, and countless blue light spots rose from the countless shattered ice fragments and slowly penetrated into Ning Yue's eyebrows.