Lin Huang didn't know where he was and where he should go?
At this moment, he became a walking ice sculpture.
The air of frost entered the body and completely froze the vitality in Lin Huang's body. Lin Huang became an ordinary person unable to control any vitality in the ice prison.
Relying only on the instinct of survival, he walked on the vast ice field.
And he can't stop at all, because once he stops, the joints where he walks will be completely frozen, and he will change from a walking ice sculpture to an ice pillar standing forever in the ice prison.
Under the thick layer of ice, Lin Huang's face was expressionless, and the skin on his body had already lost all feeling.
Frozen like a stupid dog!
However, even so, Lin Huang had to move forward with all his strength, struggling to move his extremely stiff body, step by step towards the end of the Ice Prison.
After half a day, Lin Huang's breathing became extremely weak.
The power of ice entered the body, and the vitality could not be controlled, causing the internal organs in Lin Huang's body to gradually enter a dormant state. If Lin Huang hadn't kept beating his body, he would have lost his life.
But slapping his body made Lin Huang even more painful.
The skin and flesh cracked along the ice, and blood flowed out. Then it condensed and blocked the wound. Then it was slapped again, and the flesh and blood split again and condensed again...
So repeatedly!
The dark eyes stopped moving through the thick frost, and he could only look ahead firmly and move forward step by step.
Two full days.
Lin Huang didn't even know what he had become.
Two days later, Lin Huang's eyes lit up, and he saw only flames rising into the sky in front of him, as if there was endless fire burning the void.
Hell of karma!
Lin Huang was so happy that he tripped himself to the ground and rolled towards the Karma Hell.
ah!
In the hell of karma, Lin Huang screamed in agony.
The power of ice entered the body before, but now it was burned by flames. The extreme cold and scorching heat blended in the body, using the body as a battlefield, causing Lin Huang's meridians to rapidly expand and tear.
The flesh and blood all over his body began to swell strangely.
Lin Huang felt that all the internal organs in his body were melting rapidly.
The only good thing is that in the karma fire hell, one can control the vitality to continuously nourish the body and suppress the burning of karma fire in the body.
After half a day, the power of ice was completely removed from Lin Huang's body.
What greeted him was the even more terrifying power of Karmic Fire.
The burning fire of karma made the vitality in the body become more and more manic, so manic that Lin Huang could hardly control it.
The vitality flows like a giant beast.
The meridians and organs in Linhuang's body are mountains, rivers and rivers.
Under the collision of giant beasts, mountains and rivers shook and rivers surged!
The only thing Lin Huang could do was to grit his teeth, work hard to control his unbridled vitality, and then use the power of karma fire to continuously temper his tattered body.
In the boundless Hell of Karma Fire, Lin Huang's whole body was red and he was running wildly in the sea of fire. The pain in his body was far worse than that of the Ice Hell.
In the blink of an eye, another three days have passed!
When Lin Huang saw the thunderous space in front of him, his whole body turned red, resembling a roasted suckling pig.
Without allowing for the slightest hesitation, he stepped into the Thunder Prison.
…
When Lin Huang was struggling painfully in the snowy forbidden area, the first round of the chief battle had ended.
As Yun Feifei's sword fell, the first 128 people in the battle of chiefs were chosen.
Next, there will be the top sixty-four in three days.
The news that Lin Huang entered the Piaoxue Forbidden Area also spread in Piaoxue Palace, but it did not cause too much trouble.
Although Lin Huang is Lin Cangxue's younger brother.
Although he fought in all directions to enter the inner gate.
Although he was inherited by King Wu Yang Xuangan.
But he is just Lin Huang, and his level is too low to be comparable to Yun Feifei, Xie Qinghou and the like. And even Yun Feifei does not dare to easily touch the forbidden land of Piaoxue.
Not to mention the forest wilderness.
He will definitely die in the snowy forbidden area.
"It's just a pity that the inheritance of a generation of Martial Kings is over!"
Some disciples sighed.
"Why is Lin Huang so anxious to enter the Piaoxue Forbidden Land? Is it because of the chief position?"
"He missed the chief battle. If he can come out of the Snow Forbidden Land, he is indeed qualified to challenge for the chief position!"
"This doesn't make any sense. Even if he is lucky enough to come back alive, how can he defeat Miss Yun Feifei? That's half a step of Tianyuan!"
"That makes sense!"
…
boom!
Boom.
When Piaoxue Palace started the battle of the top 64, Lin Huang was almost out of the Thunder Prison. His whole body was filled with anger and his whole body was extremely dark.
At first glance, you can tell that it was turned into a stupid stupid dog by lightning.
However, compared to the previous two prisons, Lin Huang was much more energetic. Although his skin was covered in black smoke, his skin, muscles, bones, and heart were surprisingly strong under the black smoke.
Thunder has the effect of tempering the body.
Once it is carried down without being directly bombarded, the power of thunder will become good news and opportunities for warriors.
In fact, Ice Hell and Karma Hell also have such effects.
Therefore, Lin Huang's body at this moment is much stronger than when he entered the Piaoxue Forbidden Land. Lin Huang believes that as long as the skin on the surface of his body is completely faded, under the powerful Vajra Technique, his body will surprise everyone.
Afterwards, Lin Huang stepped towards the Demonic Sound Prison.
Between heaven and earth, a sudden sound of magic sounded...
There is a clanging sound of swords and a sound that roars thousands of miles away.
There was the sound of crazy swords cleaving mountains and breaking mountains, and rocks collapsing.
There are sounds of giant beasts roaring wildly and looking down at mountains and rivers.
There is the overwhelming sound of a glorious palace.
There is the sound of thousands of troops fighting and dying generously on the battlefield.
There are also sounds of national subjugation.
The sound of crying.
The call of hell.
…
The Demonic Sound Prison was only a hundred feet in size, but it was filled with endless sounds. The moment Lin Huang stepped into it, the countless sounds penetrated Lin Huang's ears and attacked towards the soul.
Sound attack!
Lin Huang's expression changed drastically, and he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, guarding his soul and consciousness.
In the sea of consciousness, tens of thousands of sounds poured in at this moment, like rivers converging in one place, and finally condensed into an extremely terrifying sound wave power, attacking the soul from the sea of forest.
soul.
It is the weakest point of a warrior.
If you are not careful, you will be instantly annihilated, or even your soul will be scattered, and you will never be reincarnated.
Therefore, the danger of Demonic Sound Prison is more terrifying than the previous prisons.
Either life or death!
However, it is precisely this kind of place that brings death to people, but also brings opportunities to people. When the magic sound enters the sea of consciousness, it will either completely annihilate the soul, or it will constantly temper the soul.
Whether it is annihilated or tempered depends entirely on Lin Huang's will!
…
A full seven days!
A space of only a hundred feet trapped Lin Huang for seven days.
During these seven days, Lin Huang stepped on the edge of soul annihilation several times. After being crushed countless times, his soul finally became stronger and stronger under the power of the magic sound.
It was only at this moment that Lin Huang opened his eyes, breaking through the illusion around him with one glance. The world of magic sounds around him disappeared, and was replaced by a desolate land.
Monster prison!
Lin Huang glanced over, his eyes filled with despair, and the Demon Suppressing Sword was suddenly in his hand.
As far as the eye can see, there are desolate Shangchuan, dry rivers, and dead giant trees. It stretches into the distance, covering a territory of thousands of miles.
And above the mountains and rivers, there are sleeping tigers and packs of wolves.
In the river, there are crawling crocodiles and giant sharks that can swim without water!
There is a python on top of the giant tree!
Under the giant tree, there are swarms of bloody ants, densely packed and meandering, numbering in the millions.
These monsters are not strong, and the most powerful ones are only equivalent to the earthly realm of humans.
However, within a thousand-mile territory, there are enough monsters to reach tens of thousands, and even a strong man in the Tianyuan realm can easily be killed!
"It seems that this monster prison is determined to let me fight my way out!"
Lin Huang clenched the demon-suppressing knife in his hand. After despair, endless fighting spirit appeared in his eyes, and he picked up the knife and headed forward...
While Lin Huang was still fighting in the forbidden area and the battle of chiefs was in full swing, a young man with a frosty face appeared in Xuanyuan City.
The young man is a little dull.
Still a little dark.
Like a fool, he looked up at the majestic mansion in front of him.
The two large stone lions in front of the mansion are still as majestic, like giant beasts that frighten all directions, blocking thousands of ghosts and ghosts.
The young man looked along the stone ball in the stone lion's mouth, only to find that the gold ingot behind the stone ball was still there!
Outside the mansion, there are so many armors!
Dozens of guards were all wearing black armor and holding long spears. Their eyes were filled with solemn expressions, and their whole bodies exuded the aura of iron-blooded fighting.
"Who is coming? This is Xuanyuan Mansion. If you don't have an invitation, please retreat a hundred feet away!"
The guard outside the mansion looked solemn, swinging the dark spear in his hand.
Since Xuanyuan Tibing became famous, there have been too many people who want to enter Xuanyuan Mansion. Obviously, the down-and-out young man standing not far in front of him at the moment is one of them.
The young man frowned, then smiled dullly, ignored the guard, and sat on the street corner outside Xuanyuan Mansion.
The guards of the Xuanyuan Mansion narrowed their eyes, and the iron-blooded murderous aura came out of their bodies. They were about to shoot the young man out of here, but suddenly they saw the young man raising his head.
The young man dusted off his clothes, Axiu stamped his golden gun on the ground, and said calmly: