Chapter 1249 Climbing to the Top

Ye Ziheng thought for a long time, and finally took out two magic weapons of long swords from the storage ring, and planned to use these two long swords as climbing picks, but when Ye Ziheng really started to implement this plan, he realized that, The plan was simply impossible.

As soon as Ye Ziheng's long sword touched the icicle, let alone pierced it, without even falling off any ice shards, it directly bounced Ye Ziheng's long sword away.

Seeing this scene, Ye Ziheng was immediately stunned, what is the situation, can't the magic weapon of the top grade of the real martial arts realm get in! Then this is still going up!

Just when Ye Ziheng had nothing to do, a voice suddenly entered his mind.

"Second idiot, did you practice the Yanyang Body for nothing?"

It was none other than the Demon Lord who spoke.

And Ye Ziheng only reacted suddenly when he heard this, right! Didn't I cultivate the Yanyang body before, and I have also cultivated to the level of Dacheng!

As soon as Ye Ziheng thought about it, he began to run the "Three Turns of Yin-Yang Body" in his body, a stream of flaming yang energy slowly rose from Ye Ziheng's body, and soon filled Ye Ziheng's whole body, and the feeling of cold was reduced Quite a few, even a slight warmth welled up in my heart.

Then Ye Ziheng tried to put his hand on the icicle again, and a chill immediately penetrated into Ye Ziheng's palm, but compared to just now, it was already considered good, and there was no such tingling sensation.

A few minutes later, Ye Ziheng also slowly signaled the coldness, and began to climb towards the top of the icicle.

It's not a big problem to climb this way, but the more you climb, Ye Ziheng can feel that the air will become colder, and the icicles he touched will become more piercing.

When Ye Ziheng climbed halfway, the cold feeling had returned to the feeling when Ye Ziheng was not running the "Three Turns of Yin and Yang Body" below.

And the bursts of tingling from the palm made people gnash their teeth even more.

But Ye Ziheng still persisted, gritted his teeth, looked at the top of the icicle, and began to climb up at a faster speed.

A few minutes later, Ye Ziheng climbed two-thirds of the height, his palms were still unbearably tingling, and his whole hands had turned into white ice cubes, trembling constantly, but still climb.

Wait until Ye Ziheng has climbed four-fifths of the icicle, he no longer feels the cold feeling in his palm, because his palm has lost consciousness, he feels that even if he takes a pot of 1,000-degree oil to fry his hands, he might not feel anything.

Fortunately, although he lost consciousness, Ye Ziheng was still able to control the movement of his hands. But even so, Ye Ziheng didn't dare to use too much force. He felt that his palm was as fragile as an ice cube. He was afraid that if he accidentally used too much force, his palm would crack directly, and then it would be like an ice cube. Generally exploded.

Ye Ziheng continued to crawl, a layer of frost had formed on his body, white frost covered his face and body, at this moment he was like a finely carved ice sculpture.

But every time Ye Heng climbs up a step, those frosts will be scattered a little, but some will become more solidified because of the sharp drop in temperature.

Finally, Ye Ziheng's hand touched the top of the icicle, then the second hand touched it, and then Ye Ziheng's head also poked up, and he finally reached the top.

(to be continued)