Especially deep in the mainland, no one has entered it.

But in a deep ice peak in the continent, there is an ice hall. It is better to be an ice cave than an ice hall. Because it is very small, the ice hall is only about forty or fifty square meters in size. There are eight icicles standing around the ice hall, which hide the Fuxi Bagua. It is obviously an icicles with complex patterns on it, like a spell, flashing in the deep blue ice cave.

There was a thick and high icicle in the center of the Ice Hall, and the three of them couldn't hold it together. There was a figure in the icicle...

The man stood in a strange posture, and didn't know how long it had been blocked inside, and he didn't move.

The eight icicles in the Ice Hall suddenly lit up, and the talismans were spinning like crazy. When you look closely, the talismans were not engraved, but a fine little insect with blue light squirming on it. This little insect is smaller than rice grains and has a pair of dark blue wings. When the wings flap, light waves will flash, and when the wings are still, the light disappears...

Usually these little insects are hibernating, and their wings cannot be flapped for a long time, but now they are frequently flapping like frightened, making the talisman rotate like a living. Then these little insects fly up, flying towards the icicle in the air like dense stars, and hit the icicle and fall one after another...

Just as it hit and fell, the icicle seemed to have been eroded and began to melt gradually at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When all the little bugs hit the icicle, the person sealed in the icicle finally showed his body. The man had a beautiful face and elegant temperament. He had been frozen for so long, but his face looked like a living.

After another moment, his chest began to fluctuate a little, and then, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and finally opened his eyes...

His body moved on the icicles, and he opened his mouth slightly as if he was about to let out a breath, but he didn't expect that his lips were opened, but there was no trace of air flow. A flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and his thin lips were wider, but he still couldn't breathe...

His face, which had just become a little bloody, turned blue and white again, as if he was drowning, and then lost his breath again.

His situation seemed to be too weak to be possessed successfully.

I don’t know how long it took, but the people on the pillar once again wanted to live, but they didn’t breathe and then disappeared.

If a spiritist is watching on the scene, he will see a faint green shadow spinning around the body, trying to pounce on the body, sometimes it is directly popped up, sometimes it finally pounced in after a moment but it is popped up again...

I don’t know how many times the experiment failed, but in the end it was finally successful. When he opened his eyes again, he breathed his first breath with difficulty. But his body shook and fell from the icicles!

He obviously couldn't control his body, and he lay on the cold ground and bent and stretched his fingers helplessly, but his hands and feet didn't listen to him at all...

"Damn it!" He vaguely spit out two words, dripping water in this place turned into ice, and even the gas that had just been exhaled condensed into fine ice beads.

If he could easily activate his spiritual power, the cold here would naturally be nothing, but he couldn't even stand up now. How long can he last in such a place?
Chapter completed!