At the bottom of the Nether Sea, there is another space under the sand.

This place is not as deep and oppressive as the bottom of the sea, but a space covered with ice and snow.

At the entrance there is an ice tablet with three large characters "Bingling Palace" carved on it.

The ice sculptures are neatly arranged, most of them are in human form, and a small number are in animal form, and they are very large.

The ice sculptures are crystal clear and exude holy light.

This space is filled with coldness, biting and suffocating.

However, the coldness here was nothing to Luo Wushuang, and he was not affected at all here.

What attracted Luo Wushuang the most was a ball of flame. The flame was somewhat similar to his Nine Nether Cold Fire, but it was not exactly the same.

His Nine Nether Cold Nether Fire is blue, while this flame is ice blue, but both contain cold temperatures.

As soon as the Nine Nether Cold Dark Fire entered this space, it immediately flew towards the flame.

Then, a magical scene appeared.

I saw that the Nine Nether Cold Nether Fire actually started to devour it again. The naked eye could see that the flame was gradually getting smaller, and the aura of the Nine Nether Cold Nether Fire was getting stronger and stronger, gradually rising.

This made Luo Wushuang very excited. This trip was not in vain!

While the Nine Nether Cold Dark Fire was devouring the strange fire, Luo Wushuang opened his mind and looked around.

I didn't expect that there was such a space under the Hanming Sea.

Luo Wushuang also maintained some vigilance in her heart. After all, Han Minghai was notoriously scary. It was said that no cultivator could leave the Hanming Sea alive.

Every practitioner will be swallowed by the cold sea when approaching it.

Luo Wushuang observed the ice sculptures around him, and his expression gradually became serious.

Originally he thought these were just ice sculptures, but when he opened his mind and looked at them, he discovered that they were actually living people!

In an instant, Luo Wushuang understood everything.

If his prediction was correct, these people should be the people who were swallowed up by Han Minghai before.

Unexpectedly, they did not die directly, but turned into ice sculptures.

Those in beast form are obviously the monsters and monsters that came in before.

Luo Wushuang remained a little vigilant and looked at these practitioners carefully.

The current condition of these practitioners is not very good. They did not die immediately under the ice.

But they can only survive like this. If they are allowed to escape the ice, they will die instantly.

Even though Luo Wushuang wanted to save them, he was unable to do anything.

Not long after, Jiuyou Hanminghuo flew over and jumped in front of Luo Wushuang, looking excited.

After devouring the flame, Jiuyouhan Ninghuo seemed to have changed completely.

Luo Wushuang accepted it and then continued to explore the underground space, intending to see if there were any treasures here.

There are hundreds of ice sculptures in the Ice Spirit Hall.

There was an inexplicable strange feeling, and a depressing atmosphere enveloped me.

"My strange fire was stolen by you?!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came.

The sound was very sharp and cold, eroding the human body like ice.

The next moment, a figure appeared in the Ice Spirit Hall.

The figure was wearing silver armor, shining like ice and snow, and its aura was extremely terrifying.

He held an ice blue folding fan in his hand, his face was cold and stern, and his eyes contained anger.

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Luo Wushuang was slightly surprised.

He was not surprised to see a cultivator here, but he was surprised at his strength.

The middle-aged man in front of him turned out to be a strong man in the Holy King realm.

As far as he knew, the most powerful person in the upper heaven was the Holy King. There was only one known person, and he was located in the Holy King's Hall in the center of the upper heaven.

Unexpectedly, I discovered the second Holy King in the Ice Spirit Palace today.

Although the opponent's realm was higher than his own, Luo Wushuang never showed a trace of uneasiness on his face.

"Your strange fire was swallowed up by my strange fire. I'm so sorry about this." Luo Wushuang said apologetically.

"Devoured by your strange fire?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be surprised.

Luo Wushuang nodded, and then the Nine Nether Cold Dark Fire appeared in the palm of his hand.

The Nine Netherworld Fire is jumping and emitting blue light.

"This, this is the Nine Nether Cold Dark Fire? No wonder, no wonder..." A look of surprise appeared on the middle-aged face, and the previous angry look disappeared.

The middle-aged man stared at Jiuyouhan Minghuo for a while, then turned his eyes to Luo Wushuang, with an apologetic smile on his face, "I have offended you a lot just now, I hope you don't blame me."


Chapter completed!