A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Ling was traveling through an ice-fire jade passage.
He was holding his natal magic weapon, the Yin-Yang Gourd. A layer of cyan and white gas emerged from it, and a cyan light flickered at the mouth of the gourd, aiming at a piece of ice-fire jade several feet long on the side stone wall.
A ball of spiritual light enveloped the piece of ice-fire jade, and with a crisp cracking sound, the ice-fire jade was sucked into the Yin-Yang Gourd.
Without hesitation, Zhang Ling flashed to a place more than ten feet away, turned the mouth of the gourd, and aimed it at another piece of ice-fire jade about a foot long, collecting it into the gourd in the same way.
This was already the fifty-third piece of ice-fire jade he had collected. Since this place was located in the ice-fire jade mine, he naturally wanted to collect some ice-fire jade before leaving.
In this way, Zhang Ling traveled through the mine tunnel, quickly collecting ice-fire jade.
Half an hour later.
Inside a wide passage, Zhang Ling was rapidly pinching magical seals with both hands, and a cyan light flickered in his hands. The Yin-Yang Gourd gradually blurred and was collected into his body.
At this time, the gourd already contained five or six thousand catties of ice-fire jade. Although they were all low-grade ice-fire jade, the overall value was equivalent to six or seven magic weapons.
Having harvested so much ice-fire jade, he felt that it was enough and stopped collecting. He increased his escape speed and planned to leave this place.
Identifying the direction, he headed towards the small teleportation array he had arrived at the mine earlier. If this place wasn't an ice-fire jade mine with a special material that made earth escape techniques difficult to use, he would have directly used earth escape techniques to travel underground.
After traveling through several tunnels, Zhang Ling suddenly stopped his escaping light and quickly pinched magical seals, and a layer of solidified spiritual light shield emerged on his body. This was to prepare for defense.
As soon as he finished these preparations, he heard a whooshing sound in his ears. White ice mist rose in the passage ahead, followed by bursts of fire spiritual power.
The two gusts of wind, one cold and one hot, mixed together, forming a strange wind that swept over again. It was the Yin-Yang Wind they encountered when they first came to the mine.
In an instant, he was submerged in it. Zhang Ling only relied on the spiritual power shield by the corner of the stone wall to resist.
But after a few breaths, his brow furrowed. Being in the Yin-Yang Wind, he sensed that this strange wind was much stronger, two or three times stronger than what he had encountered before. It was like being in a storm.
The Yin-Yang Wind mixed with the scorching fire spiritual power and the bone-chilling cold mist, slammed hard on the spiritual power shield on his body, causing his spiritual power shield to flicker.
Zhang Ling raised the spiritual power in his body, and the shield became thicker.
Although the Yin-Yang Wind was much stronger, it came and went quickly like before. After a dozen breaths, the wind gradually weakened.
Just as he thought there was no great danger, he suddenly seemed to sense something and released his spiritual sense to explore the passage ahead.
In the fading Yin-Yang Wind, there was a large swarm of long, strip-shaped flying insects flapping their semi-transparent wings, filling the passage ahead.
Zhang Ling's face sank and he hesitated for a moment.
This passage was the road he had taken when he first entered this place. After walking a certain distance, he would reach the teleportation array he had come from.
While he was hesitating, the swarm of flying insects was already close at hand, and a strange laughter fell into his ears. A faint blue light flashed before his eyes, and countless flying insects swarmed over, seemingly regarding him as prey.
These flying insects had ice-blue bodies, long bodies with red tails, and a stinger similar to that of a bee.
Zhang Ling took a few glances and recognized them. This was a strange insect with both ice and fire attributes, called the Ice-Fire Insect. The individual strength was not weaker than a mature Earth Spirit Bee, and it was a gregarious strange insect.
The swarm of Ice-Fire Insects in front of him numbered several thousand. Each of them was emitting blue flames.
Zhang Ling snorted expressionlessly. Two cyan flying swords appeared beside him, and after shaking, they revealed thirty or forty cyan sword lights, surrounding him.
As soon as the Ice-Fire Insects approached, they were cut into pieces by the sword light.
At the same time, the spiritual light under his feet flickered, and he accelerated his escaping speed, directly rushing into the Ice-Fire Insects and running forward.
In his perception, although there were many of these spiritual insects, as long as he was careful, there would be no danger.
If he looked for other roads, he didn't know how much time he would waste, so it would be better to rush through directly.
Thinking like this, he charged and killed all the way.
After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a yellow light flashed in a low passage, and a figure emerged, it was Zhang Ling.
Looking at the somewhat dim tunnel behind him, and waiting for a while without seeing an Ice-Fire Insect chasing after him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he looked around at the passage, which he had not been to before. Zhang Ling couldn't help but smile wryly, it seemed he had to identify the direction again.
At the same time, he raised his hand, and a milky white pill was thrown into his mouth to restore the spiritual power he had just consumed. Then, without hesitation, he identified a direction and turned into an escaping light again.
This time he passed through two passages. Just as he was about to cross a fork in the road, a sharp piece of ice-fire jade in front of him suddenly and inexplicably broke away from the rock wall and shot straight at him.
Zhang Ling's face sank, and without thinking, he raised his hand, and a sword light directly shattered the piece of ice-fire jade.
But because of this, his escaping speed slowed down by half, and then, a cloud of ice mist rose around him without knowing when, and had already surrounded him.
A hissing sound came, and slender ice thorns shot out. It was like ten thousand arrows being fired at once.
Suddenly caught in the attack, Zhang Ling's face was ugly.
With a thought, the two flying swords floating beside him lit up with cyan light, and instantly slashed out sword lights, protecting himself.
Numerous ice thorns hit it, as if hitting fine iron. Zhang Ling's speed suddenly increased several times, and he suddenly passed through the ice mist and came to a passage next to him.
After temporarily escaping from danger, he immediately released his spiritual sense to scan around, but did not find any traces of other cultivators. He asked in a cold voice.
Which fellow Taoist is ambushing here.
The numerous ice thorns just now were like ice thorn techniques performed by high-level cultivators. He immediately thought of the Yangshan Old Taoist among his companions, who cultivated ice attribute techniques.
Could it be that this old guy is hiding in the dark and ambushing, Zhang Ling guessed in his heart.
But after he shouted, there was silence around him and no one else was seen. Only in his perception , the surroundings were getting colder and colder, and a layer of ice mist was rapidly gathering in the passage, as if it was about to launch an attack again.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but twitch his eyelids, naturally he wouldn't sit still and wait for death, he urged the magic formula in his hand, and the cyan sword lights outside his body directly slashed towards the mass of ice mist.
But seeing that the rolling ice mist seemed to be very spiritual, it quickly gathered into a mass, and its speed suddenly increased and it charged directly.
The crowd's sword light hit it, and there was a ping pong sound.
Zhang Ling squinted his eyes slightly, and all his spiritual sense was concentrated on the mass of ice mist, and found that there seemed to be a faint ice-blue shadow swimming constantly.
What is this?
