"Huhuhuhu--" The bitter cold air in the ruins gathered more and more, because after the Ice Demon King Pearl was shattered, the aura of a cold demon burst out from it.??

Guan Heng's golden ghost could no longer absorb any more, and his body was almost frozen.

In an instant, the copper urn at his waist suddenly buzzed. Guan Heng then remembered that because the invisible barrier at the entrance of the small underground palace would block the ghosts from entering, the six ghosts were all left outside. Only the infant white ghost hid in the copper urn and then followed Guan Heng to the ruins.

"It's weird. My whole body is cold and bone-like, but there is a sense of heat on the surface of the copper urn. Could it be..." Thinking of this, Guan Heng turned his wrist and poked the Hongyun Sword into the ground, then pulled out the plug of the copper urn. The shadow of the infant white ghost rushed out in an instant: "Swish swish swish swish--"

"Baby...white...ghost..." Guan Heng was so cold that his teeth were fighting. He gritted his teeth and said, "Absorb some of the cold ghost energy nearby for me, hurry up, I can't hold on!"

"Squeak squeak--"

After hearing Guan Heng's words, the Ying Baigui immediately rushed into the air without hesitation. The extremely cold ghost aura in the sky instantly surrounded it. Originally, these ghost auras belonged to the semi-black realm. With the strength of Ying Baigui, they could not hold on at most if they absorbed half a certain amount. But unexpectedly, this guy actually took it down.

It turned out that in the moment when the infant white ghost could not hold on, the three lines of gold, earth and wood left in its soul shadow, the three colors of yellow, brown and blue were marked with strange lights suddenly flashing, helping the infant white ghost to overcome the difficulties.

At this moment, Guan Heng suddenly realized that the hand he held the copper urn actually felt warm, and gradually got rid of the frozen state: "Strange, why is this copper urn so warm?"

"By the way!" Guan Heng suddenly had an inspiration in his mind: "The blood of the green dragon in this copper jar was originally an extremely hot thing, and it was mixed with the original stone snail blood, which produced other effects. In addition, the strength of the green dragon is much stronger than that of the Ice Demon King. When its blood encounters the aura of the Ice Demon, it will naturally produce high temperatures, so I..."

Guan Heng heard the green dragon blood in the copper jar start to boil, and he hesitated for a moment: "This green dragon blood is naturally a great tonic for monsters. If you drink a little, your strength will soar. But I am an individual. If you drink the dragon blood to keep warm, will it have any adverse effects?"

Originally, Guan Heng was carrying a bottle of river water mixed with green dragon blood, but after the two-generation paste was prepared, Guan Heng threw the broken things to Ruotao for safekeeping. The mixed blood of the stone snail and green dragon in the copper jar were the only things he had on him.

"Uh... my body is about to freeze... I don't care!" Guan Heng took the copper urn and roared: "Agou has also drunk the blood of the green dragon before, and I think I'll be fine if I take a sip."

As soon as this sentence was said, Guan Heng, who could not control his bones and chill all over his body, picked up the copper urn and raised his neck: "Gudu..."

Just as a big mouthful of strange dragon blood entered his throat, Guan Heng's skin turned into a red like a steamed crab cover!

"Uh uh uh uh - so hot!!" Guan Heng suddenly realized that the hot feeling that penetrated the skin, bone marrow and internal organs was like the scene of accidentally swallowing the diamond-shaped crystal of the strange beast when he was fighting with Xiao Qinghou last time. It was really, it was too hot.

But now there is a different place, that is, Guan Heng is surrounded by bone-cold and cold ghost energy. His internal organs are boiling like a pot, but his skin is suffering from a cold chill.

"Mmmmm... I don't know if this feeling is comfortable or uncomfortable." Guan Heng felt that the cold and boiling dragon blood were constantly impacting his body, but the golden light ghost in his palm began to move on its own, constantly absorbing the cold air around to offset the internal consumption of the hot dragon blood that Guan Heng drank.

Slowly, the heat of the dragon's blood and the coldness of the ghost energy gradually decreased, and Guan Heng's discomfort also calmed down. These things were complicated, but in fact they were only born within a dozen breaths after Guan Heng killed the Ice Demon King.

He Qi was watching from a distance, and Pei Biao was frightened by the cold air and could not see the situation inside. Especially He Qi, he couldn't help but feel uneasy: "Damn it, if there was no such kid, how could I escape from the mine?"

At this moment, Guan Heng roared: "Should—"

The remaining cold air within a radius of several feet was immediately sucked by the golden light ghost. The exhausted infant white ghost also instantly turned into an aurora and retracted into the copper jar. The cold air had a great impact on it. However, with the warm and nourishing blood of the dragon in the copper jar, the infant white ghost's strength would probably be improved when it dissolved the cold ghost energy.

"I drank the blood of the dragon and the snail blood, I hope there will be no trouble." Guan Heng slowly pulled the Hongyun Sword that was poking on the ground and suddenly returned to the sheath. Then he glanced at the two people watching from a distance. He shouted: "Hey, behind this ruins, there is a staircase leading to the lower level. Come with me quickly."

"Uh?! This kid actually won the half-black realm of the demon king?"

He Qian's face changed drastically. His thoughts of sneaking into Guan Heng to capture the ghost-exorcist drums suddenly became dim as if the incense head was suddenly extinguished. He thought to himself: "Damn it, there are so many unusual things about this person. If I want to destroy him, I must make a long-term plan."

...

At this time, the ghost-swalking tiger running in the dense cave on the mountain belly suddenly staggered and stopped. It turned out that he was walking in a hurry and almost hit the big stone next to him. The spirit of the weapon whispered in a low voice: "Hey, hurry up, don't forget that you can't see the way with your eyes now."

Hearing this, the Hounding Guihu shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't care. However, the next moment, the giant tiger suddenly raised its nose a few times, as if it had smelled some suspicious smell.

It was an extremely special fragrance, floating over, gently teasing the nostrils of the ghost tiger, causing it to move forward a few steps and sniff it hard again.

"Big cat, that's right, it's just that kind of spiritual thing!" The spirit of the weapon in the ghost-swalking tiger couldn't help but remind: "Don't just smell it, go there quickly."

"Aowu--" Tengguihu agreed and immediately walked over quickly. The dense caves on the mountain were full of sharp and rugged rocks, but it was strange that the place where Tengguihu was about to go, there were waves of clear water sounds coming.

The giant tiger's ears suddenly moved, and then walked to the water source. The fragrance was scattered by the water. It was really strange to say that when the ghost tiger walked here, it suddenly felt extremely thirsty. It couldn't help but lower its head, gently sucked a little bit of the gurgling stream, and then sucked the taste.
Chapter completed!