Lanshan Snow

The sun went round and round in the sky.

After sacrificing most of the casual cultivators and many elite families, the heads of the aristocratic families finally withdrew into the Tianlangya Mountains and trekked hard.The icy wind was raging, and all the monks, including the Patriarch, were cold and hungry, but they didn't dare to light a bonfire, let alone hunt without authorization, for fear that the flames and blood would cause nightmares.

Yes, nightmare.

It has been a few days since the Great Rift Valley closed. Everything that happened after the beast horde appeared that night was like a nightmare for all monks.

They—the children of the aristocratic family, the immortals who defy the sky and live forever, never thought that one day they would die under the fangs of wild beasts worse than ordinary people.The scene where the flesh and blood of companions and friends were torn apart by the beast's tooth knife, and the intestines spilled all over the ground is vivid in my mind.

As soon as you close your eyes, you will feel that you are being nailed to death on the deck by savages, letting the beasts bite your thighs, tear your flesh, and drag your internal organs alive.

They simply didn't dare to think about what it would be like for someone they knew to be swallowed bit by bit by a ferocious beast—the powerful vitality of a monk, during this time, turned into something worse than death. Terrible torture.Think about it, being swallowed by the snake bit by bit, being corroded and digested, but still alive, what kind of fear would that be?

The scariest thing is that...

The barbarian leader with silver gray eyes.

He is more terrifying than all the horrific Jianghu monsters from ancient times to the present.

That night, the arrow he shot had its shadow divided into ten parts, dragging out a long golden tail flame in the air, falling obliquely, and piercing through the defensive barrier that the family is proud of with a clear sound.The moment the barrier shattered, fragments of light and shadow exploded into a huge circle around the flying boat.

Ten sharp arrows were nailed into the ground at the same time, forming a huge circle of arrows.

The moment the arrow circle falls——

The mammoth slammed into the flying boat, breaking holes one after another, and the giant python swam into the cabin through the holes.The screams of the monks and the sound of bones being crushed came one after another.The saber-toothed black tiger stepped on the back of the mammoth, jumped onto the flying boat, and rushed towards the elite of the family, with its teeth exposed and biting.

A warrior from the Xueyuan tribe jumped off the beast's back, unsheathing the scimitar in mid-air.

The killing came.

Amidst the screams and bloody fire, snowflakes fell straight down, and the young leader wearing a silver-plated deer head mask walked into the battlefield, everywhere.One after another, the monks fell silently, from bones to internal organs, all shattered into powder.The souls of the dead were seized, and followed him palely in a long line.

Silent screams, howls.

That scene was too weird and terrifying, touching the mysterious underworld and death.

A group of Patriarchs saw that their livers and gallbladders were broken, and they couldn't regain the courage to fight, so they immediately broke their bodies to survive, and retreated to the Tianlangya Mountains at all costs.

This is probably the only luck.

After the rift closed and they made a forced landing in the sky, they were not too far away from the Tianlangya Mountains. After dropping all the corpses, at least the patriarchs, the children of the family, and some elites all retreated into the snow-capped mountains.However, not long ago, they were still in the sky, searching for the Xueyuan tribe, and when they turned around, they were being searched.

The situation is changing so quickly that people are caught off guard.

The snow rustled down.

A group of fleeing monks were exhausted, looking around, they couldn't tell where they were.The only hope now is that the reserve fleet outside the snow field can quickly press into the snow field for assistance after detecting something abnormal.During the pause, the Patriarchs gathered together.

The atmosphere was heavy, Xue Xiangcheng spoke.

"Just wait for two more days, and the gate of the snowy region will open. By then, their cultivation will be restored, and it will be their death."

The other aristocratic families looked at him in surprise.

Now that everyone has fallen to this point, the heir of the Xue family is still so determined, obviously holding a lot of cards - they will be stationed in the Dragon Valley Rift Valley and work together to dig snow crystals, because Xue Xiangcheng pointed out The true face of the "Gate of the Snow Region".

The "gate to the snow field" is the biggest obstacle for the family to enter the snow field.

But what it is, no family monk has been able to explain clearly.All I know is that as soon as I cross the Longling Mountains in Xizhou, it is like passing through an invisible gate. The aura between heaven and earth is suddenly taken away, the monk flying with the sword will be knocked down immediately, and the sound transmission talisman and mustard space will be lost immediately. potency.

This is where the title "Prisoner of the Cold Desolation" comes from.

If it weren't for the birth and breakthrough of Feizhou and Muyuan, the pace of the monks of the aristocratic family would probably continue to be blocked from the snow field.

If this mysterious "gate to the snowy region" is not broken open, the family will not be able to completely settle in the snowfield.But even the Xueyu tribe themselves can't tell what the "Xueyu Gate" is. They only know that it is a secret guarded by Tule, let alone the aristocratic families outside the Xueyuan.

For thousands of years, yin and yang scholars have continuously put forward various conjectures. Some say it is because of "insufficient sky", and some say it is due to shaman witchcraft. There is no definite conclusion. What is it, and its most important manifestation is that it leads to a lack of aura, which makes the monk lose the strongest advantage as soon as he enters the snow field.

The view of "the lack of aura in the snow field" has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people for a long time, so that for thousands of years, no one has ever thought about it——

Xueyuan is not without aura!Instead, the aura is hidden!

The answer lies in the belief of the Xueyuan tribe: they believe that the ore veins are the blood and pulse of the snowfield, so it is strictly forbidden to dig the ore veins.

In fact, the so-called gate of the snow field is to take out all the aura of the snow field and turn it into a huge protective cover, isolating the snow field from the outside world.The spiritual energy of the snowfield is condensed in the snow crystals mined strictly by the Xueyuan tribe, and through the snow crystal veins sneaking underground, a natural large formation is formed!

As long as the crystal veins are cut off, the "cage" of the snow field can be destroyed, and the cultivators' supernatural powers will be restored immediately!

Because of this, after confirming this point, the Xianmen family immediately united and entered Longgu.

During the process of entering Dragon Valley, the Xueyuan tribe blocked them again and again, which made them more and more confirmed the credibility of Xue Xiangcheng and Shen Luoyue's statement.

However, no one expected that the Xueyuan tribe deliberately released the snow crystal veins as a bait to reverse the situation of the battle.In the moment of winning or losing, the situation is already very different.If it is really like what Xue Xiangcheng said, wait two more days, the gate of the snowy region will open, and their cultivation will recover immediately, then the situation...

Xue Xiangcheng's white cloak was already stained with a lot of blood, and his expression was particularly haggard.

The sullen look in his brows is no longer concealed: "The Xue family and the Shen family have found out where the snow crystal veins of the Canglang tribe are. Within two days, one of them will be broken."

Hearing the certainty in his words, the patriarchs of the aristocratic family were ecstatic, but at the same time they couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

——Just imagine, if it wasn't for the sudden change in the snow field, would Xue Xiangcheng really be willing to reveal these trump cards?If according to their original plan, it would take another three days at the earliest for Dragon Valley's snow crystal veins to be cut off, thus breaking the special formation that suppressed monks in the snow region.

The Xue family holds a trump card that can open the gate of Xueyu ahead of time. If there is no conspiracy, no one will believe it.

It's just that the current situation is dangerous, although the Patriarchs are suspicious and alert in their hearts, they all have eager expressions on their faces, asking him where he is sure.

"I won't hide it from you all," Xue Xiangcheng flicked his sleeves, "Since 300 years ago, the Xue family has sent a lot of followers into the snowfield for investigation. The snow crystal incident was gradually discovered here."

The Patriarchs frowned slightly, thinking that in the past 300 years, many evil cultivators and devils who were "exiled" into the snowfield by the rivers and lakes were all led by the Xue family.

Xue Xiangcheng remained calm: "Now we have failed in breaking the crystal veins of the Dragon Valley snow crystals, but it is much easier for them Xueyuan people to break the crystal veins than us." His gaze swept across the faces of the masters, "Over the years, Shang The number of snow crystals trafficked by the team from the snow field is not a small number."

"But weakening some minor crystal veins will not help at all."

"What if I said, it's not the tiny crystal veins?" Xue Xiangcheng asked back.

The Patriarch who asked the question froze, subconsciously said: "That, that, that... that would be the best!"

The other patriarchs were about to ask what the Xue family's confidence was, when they heard the warning from the sentinel monks—the herd of fierce beasts was catching up again.A group of people looked stunned, didn't care to say more, and hurriedly ran away again.

The blizzard roared and blew over everyone's heads, freezing blood vessels and bone marrow. The snow-capped mountains and glaciers in the Tianlangya Mountains were extremely dangerous.The speed of a group of people is far inferior to the fierce beasts living in the snow field.The faint roar of the beast behind was getting closer and closer.

Whoops, whoops, whoops...

The footsteps became extremely heavy,

When a group of people fled to a snow valley, the figure of a fierce beast appeared in sight.With ferocious fangs and foul smelling breath within easy reach, a group of people stopped, drew their swords, and prepared to fight desperately.At this moment, the fierce beast, which had an absolute advantage, suddenly stopped.

He stared at them, but no longer stepped forward.

"What, what's going on?" One person asked in panic, holding a sword.

"It's Snow Valley, they don't dare to enter." A patriarch reacted and made a decisive decision, "Go! All enter the valley!"

The light of the knife flickered.

The monks turned their backs to the snow valley and faced the herd of ferocious beasts, step by step, and retreated backwards into the snowfield, fearing that their guess would be wrong, and the ferocious beasts would jump over and bite them to death.

Fortunately, the group of ferocious beasts arrived at the mouth of the valley one by one, and they all stopped, and none of them stepped forward.

All the people breathed a sigh of relief when they retreated until the beast was no longer in sight, only to feel that their backs were covered in cold sweat.Only then did they dare to turn some people around and explore the way ahead.Entering the snow valley, the whistling wind immediately died down.The snow valley is not long, and soon, the people walking at the front will remind them that they are approaching the exit.

"How?" asked the person behind who was still on guard against the herd.

However, after saying "the exit has arrived", the people in front of them fell silent as if they were dead.

The people behind turned around and found that one by one in front of them was standing at the exit of the snow valley, as stiff as a statue. They were startled and took two quick steps.

The next moment, they were all set at the exit of Snow Valley——

They saw the palace.

A huge and exquisite glazed palace.

Located in the depths of the snow valley, it is carved out of the purest and purest ice, with a curved vault that has never been seen before.The golden sunlight passed over the roof of the palace, scattering into a sea of ​​light brighter than any Zhuwaqingli.The dreamy and extravagant beauty of extreme imagination seems to be the residence of gods that do not exist in the world.

Barbarian warriors dressed in exotic costumes are moving back and forth, moving bricks to build walls, and they want to pile up exquisite pillar walls at both ends of the valley.

In front of the palace, there is a sea of ​​flowers clustered with snow clouds. All kinds of snow flowers bloom out of season, swaying, spreading out an incredible splendor in the ice and snow.A red kite parked on the left side of the sea of ​​flowers, surrounded by a white stone altar with some red leaf buds on the right side.

In the middle, there is a step made entirely of huge ocher red rocks, extending to the semi-open high platform in the front half of the palace.

All kinds of beautiful beasts are lying in front of the palace and wagging their tails,

Many exotic-style embroidered curtains hung obliquely on the high platform, like a combination of mysterious religion and ruthless military authority, as well as a huge throne with a mammoth and a goddess hanging down.The chair is completely different from the ritual style, with straight and sharp lines, with a naked barbaric tribal color.

On the left side of the throne is a bonfire in a painted copper pot, and on the right is a snow wolf king whose head has been peeled off intact and filled with special grass.The silver fur on the wolf's head reflects light like satin, and the wolf's eyes are burning with a light blue fierce light, which makes people know its former power at a glance.

One ankle bone is delicate, and a foot as bright as jade steps on it barefoot.

He casually took the majestic wolf head as his own stepping mat, stepping on it and playing with it.

"It's finally here?" A not-too-familiar voice sounded from the people present.

In a chat in a wine shop, the delicate young master who was always thought to have been frozen into ice slag was lying lazily on his side on the majestic foreign throne, covered with a colorful phoenix cloak, with one hand supporting his head and the other Playing with the slender fingers of the scariest silver-eyed devil.

The boy tilted his head, and smiled at them with malicious white tiger teeth:

"This valley was created by me, this place was originally leveled by me, if you want to live from now on—"

"Leave money to buy your life."