Zhuge Canglan's heart trembled slightly. Since this golden elixir cannot be used, then...

Can she not destroy the golden elixir and then reshape one as quickly as possible?

Zhuge Canglan had just practiced the first two levels of the Demon Records, but he had not practiced the latter. Yu Tian Xuanhuang said that her cultivation level could not be practiced for the time being, and she might be obsessed with it.

What's more, she has to skip the middle layer this time and practice the seventh layer directly.

Once there is a rough break in the middle, she may die faster.

But besides this method, Zhuge Canglan really couldn't imagine that there was another way to save him directly.

She clenched her teeth that were trembling with coldness, and she felt cruel. She didn't care about him. She saved her life first. She didn't have time to think about other things.

Zhuge Canglan didn't know how feasible this matter was, but she wanted to give it a try.

Since it is death if you don’t practice, it may be death if you practice. In between the two, Zhuge Canglan decisively chose the latter.

She has never been a slow person, and since she has decided, she must take action immediately.

Zhuge Canglan is a drop in the vast snowy field, insignificant, and it is basically impossible to see her.

The heavy snow of swan feathers finally completely covered Zhuge Canglan, and the last strange color between the world disappeared.

Under the snow layer, Zhuge Canglan slowly entered a state of selflessness. She wanted to break the pill, reshape, and make a way out in this endless despair.

Zhuge Canglan didn't know the pain of breaking the pill, nor did he hear anyone mention it.

Now she wants to try it herself, she feels a little nervous...

After walking through the Great Zhoutian countless times, Zhuge Canglan felt that a trace of spiritual power could gradually gather in his body.

This small discovery made Zhuge Canglan ecstatic, and everything was easier to do with spiritual power.

The faint trace of spiritual power slowly wandered in the body. After a long time, Zhuge Canglan gradually felt a slight fever in his chest.

After his body recovered some consciousness, Zhuge Canglan gathered the little spiritual power into a small and lowly person, and then desperately stabbed the golden elixir in his dantian.

However, the golden elixir was extremely strong. After the first shot, there was basically no damage, and it didn't even move.

Zhuge Canglan bit his lower lip, endured the severe pain from his abdomen, took a breath, and continued to stab the golden elixir.

Every time she stabbed, Zhuge Canglan felt that there was a thread piercing her lower abdomen, and then stirring it back and forth. The pain made her sweat in the snow and ice. However, as soon as the coldness came out, it turned into ice on her forehead, and a thin layer of coldness hit her forehead.

Zhuge Canglan told himself not to hurry, and if you bear it, it will be fine soon. If you bear it, you will be able to survive.

She was able to survive from the Arctic when she was only ten years old. Now there will be no problem, and it will definitely not be possible.

After being pricked for many times, her clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and they became hard, and there were finally several cracks of varying depths on the golden elixir.

Zhuge Canglan gritted his teeth and took a short rest. He decided that he could recover some strength and then hit the golden elixir for the last blow.

Her face was covered with a layer of snow, and she didn't know how thick it was. Zhuge Canglan smiled bitterly. Fortunately, she could calm her breath now, otherwise she would have been suffocated to death.

Zhuge Canglan thought of Yutian Xuanhuang again, but he didn't know where he was now?
Chapter completed!