"Three flavors of cold elixir~" Chu Ge muttered silently in his heart, remembering the elixir to cure Qiu Han deeply in his heart.
"Alright, brother Qiuhan, I'm going to practice alone. You can go back to the Ten Thousand Years Cold Cave to heal your injuries! We'll see you outside the main hall of Duanhun Ridge in three years!" Chu Ge took a deep breath, stretched out, and took a shower.
He said firmly under the setting sun.
"Okay~ I hope you can give me a surprise in three years! Chu Ge, this is a communication bead. If you are in danger, crush this communication bead immediately. I will sense it and appear in time to save you!" Qiu Han said
A communication bead filled with white light was handed over to Chu Gedao.
"Thank you, Brother Qiuhan~ I'm leaving!" Chu Ge put the communication bead into the Purple Soul Ring, raised his hand, and disappeared into the dense forest along the winding road down the mountain.
"Chu Ge, don't let me down, you are the one that the master likes!" Seeing Chu Ge's disappearing back, Qiu Han murmured with a hint of expectation on his face.[
Although Ji Xue allowed herself to practice hard in the mountains of Duanhun Ridge, Chu Ge still felt a little uneasy without Qiu Han by his side, so Chu Ge did not immediately search for traces of soul beasts in the dense jungle of Duanhun Ridge.
Concealing his aura, he walked through the dense and quiet forest, climbed over several mountains, and far away from the main hall of Duanhun Ridge.
Duanhun Ridge is located in a lofty mountain range.
"Wow~" The white waterfall pouring down is like a Milky Way, falling from the sky, roaring and impacting the green waterfall pool, impacting the turbulent waves of the waterfall pool.
"Shua~" A thin figure jumped down from a giant tree with a height of 100 meters and was covered with thorns next to the waterfall pool. It drew a beautiful arc in the air and swooped towards a twelve-level bird that was drinking water next to the waterfall pool.
Soul beast cone cat.
Sensing a crisis, the pair of hard thorns growing out of the Cat's back became extremely sharp, turned up slightly, and aimed at the thin figure swooping over, ready to shoot out.
"Tears of the Ice God~" Facing the deadly spike of the spiked cat, the thin figure who kept approaching did not have a trace of fear in his heart. He shouted, the soul-eating art in his body was running at high speed, and the hexagonal ice edges solidified instantly.
The thin figure evaporated, like a sky full of stars, and shot at the vigilant spiny cat facing the building.
"Whoosh~" The moment the thin figure let out the Tears of the Ice God, the spine of the thorn cat shook violently, and two sharp thorns flew away from the spine of the thorn cat, and shot at the thin figure that was swooping over.
But when the thorn cat relied on its thorns to break through dozens of hexagonal ice edges, and approached the thin figure, a thick layer of ice condensed on the surface of the two thorns, and instantly penetrated into the thorns, making the two
The sharp thorn became extremely fragile.
"Bang bang~" made two sounds. After being attacked by several hexagonal ice prisms, the two frozen thorns shattered and scattered in the air.
Feeling that its strongest attack, the thorn, had actually broken into hundreds of ice crystals, fear arose in the heart of the thorn cat. Its light body swayed slightly, and an illusory afterimage flashed on the surface of the thorn cat.