Zhou Ming sat on a big tree and wanted to stand up and chase the demon fox with Wu Feng. As soon as he stood up, a stinging pain came from his dantian again. He took a breath of air conditioning in pain, and then sat back to his original place. He could only watch Zhou Ming and the big white-haired fox disappeared in front of him.

After resting for a while, Zhou Ming looked around and saw the corpse-burning ruler that fell on the ground. A ball of black mist surrounded the corpse-burning ruler. Zhou Ming squinted his eyes and looked carefully. But he saw that the corpse-burning ruler had changed color at this moment. It was originally as black as charcoal, but now it emitted a trace of golden light. Zhou Ming became more and more curious as he looked at it, and he was even more suspicious. He tried to stand up slowly and slowly move towards the corpse-burning ruler. Finally, he walked to the side of the corpse-burning ruler, so he squatted down and held the corpse-burning ruler in his hand.

As soon as the corpse-burning magic ruler was taken into his hand, Zhou Ming suddenly felt that the ruler was like an iron piece just taken out of the stove, and it was so hot that it screamed in pain, and he wanted to remove the ruler. However, the corpse-burning magic ruler seemed to be stuck to Zhou Ming's hand. No matter how hard Zhou Ming used, the corpse-burning magic ruler could not be removed. However, the other hand did not dare to touch it, so he could only endure the burning pain.

Cold sweat rolled down Zhou Ming's forehead. Zhou Ming's face turned red due to extreme pain, and finally turned into a crimson purple.

This burning pain lasted for half a stick of incense. The temperature of the corpse-burning ruler suddenly dropped again. A warm current slowly poured into Zhou Ming's body along the Yongquan point at the tiger's mouth. This feeling was very comfortable and warm. The warm current flowed rapidly along Zhou Ming's Yongquan point through the eight extraordinary meridians and finally gathered in the dantian. Suddenly, Zhou Ming felt that the tingling sensation in the dantian disappeared, and his whole body seemed to be full of strength again.

The temperature of the corpse-subduing ruler changed from the initial scorching heat to gentleness. Suddenly, the gentle feeling disappeared, replaced by a cold cold like ice, which made Zhou Ming tremble. Not long ago, there were beads of sweat on his forehead, and ice formed in a blink of an eye. This feeling was even more unbearable than the scorching feeling. Zhou Ming gritted his teeth, but the upper and lower rows of teeth were still involuntarily chilling. He tried to move forward a few steps, and his legs kept swaying.

A puddle suddenly appeared in front of it. The water was warm and there were several toads floating on the water surface. Zhou Ming held the corpse-subduing ruler in one hand and walked towards the small puddle with a clang. His feet suddenly staggered and his body fell to the ground. The hand holding the corpse-subduing ruler reached into the pond. In an instant, he saw a burst of white smoke suddenly emanating from the pond, with a hint of cold air. Zhou Ming was trembling with coldness and looked up at the pond. He was startled, but he saw that the water in the pond had formed a thick layer of ice in an instant, and the toads that originally floated on the water surface were also frozen.
Chapter completed!