For the herdsmen in the wasteland, the more difficult life is, the more they are, the more they are respectful of heaven and earth, believing that there are gods in the dark.

As long as they think that the giant mountains and glaciers that do not cross or survive in their eyes are considered to be the residence of gods, the continuous snow fields behind the glaciers are naturally the kingdom of heaven.

These glaciers and mountains on the northwest border of Donghu are vast and thousands of miles in a radius. Even the plateau pastures under these mountains have actually exceeded the height of many other peaks in the world.

When these giant wolves of Wu family who were towing the chariot could not move forward, the vitality of heaven and earth was so thin that ordinary people could not move at all.

Between the two nearly straight snow peaks is a glacier that stretches out like a demon king's huge tongue. The surface has been eroded by wind and sand to become blue and black, and the dust embedded in the ice is like rust.

Ding Ning walked slowly on the glacier, holding the old monk's wooden stick in his hand.

Slowing steps is not about seeing the scenery, but about the real difficulty.

Even practitioners of the seventh level need to continuously consume the heaven and earth energy accumulated in their bodies to maintain their own consumption at this height that they can no longer breathe normally.

Although he used the spiritual rain that was swallowed by the Nine Dead Silkworms in the past, and obtained the help of the Continuing Heavenly Divine Art and the help of the King of Man, he quietly stepped through the middle level of the sixth realm, and obtained the insight of the Void Realm, and found a shortcut to occasionally use the power of the seventh realm, but his state at this time was naturally not the real seventh realm.

Even if he just stepped back to the path he had already walked, those breakthrough barriers that were extremely confined to the practitioners did not exist at all. The real realm he had reached was even more than seven realms. However, his body at this time was naturally difficult to keep up, and it was even worse than those practitioners in Changling who had just passed the six realms after countless years of slow cultivation.

His breathing was as heavy as a bellows, but his body still had no sufficient air. His face became redder and redder, his lips gradually became purple, and his head gradually became swollen and painful.

But his willpower is not only far from being very human, and even most practitioners today cannot imagine it. Therefore, when walking in such a place, you still have to ask the old monk behind you to borrow a stick and still be able to remain absolutely sober.

The old monk was walking beside Ding Ning and Changsun Qianxue, even barefoot. His feet and legs looked almost nothing bloody and bloody, and it was pitch black, but it contained some unspeakable force. He could break the glacier by stomping the Buddha and stomping his force.

This glacier contains countless dangers. Under the flat ground, which seems to be nothing unusual, there are sometimes thin ice shells covering the bottomless terrifying ice cracks, so his attention is always highly concentrated.

However, as this journey began, his eyes gradually showed surprise.

He could sense that Changsun Qianxue was also a practitioner of the seventh level, even far beyond the ordinary seventh level. However, to his surprise, Changsun Qianxue seemed to be more relaxed than him in such a place.

The true essence cultivation is slightly inferior to his, and he practices the ascetic practice of Tantric Buddhism. His body seems to have been squeezed like dry firewood by very few needs, but every tiny particle of qi and blood and every trace of flesh and blood in his body has been stimulated with the greatest potential, and it makes it difficult for other practitioners to imagine to be highly coordinated.

Therefore, not only does his body contain terrible physical strength, but the consumption of each movement is far lower than that of practitioners of the same level.

It is not just the consumption of the vital energy of heaven and earth, but the consumption of spirit, physical strength, heat, and all the demand for things, even water vapor and air is far lower than that of practitioners at the same level.

He only went to Changling once in his life, and spent the rest of his life in seclusion and hard practice, so he did not know the origin of Changsun Qianxue. He only knew that walking in such a place was easier than him in this environment. This only shows that the natal object in this female practitioner's body was the emperor of this ice and snow world, which was extremely strong. The inspiration of the heaven and earth energy in this place was far better than that of ordinary natal objects.

I should be considered the most suitable practitioner in this kind of place in the world. Now, with such a powerful female practitioner who is even better than me, this old monk even feels like if his three people cannot get the sword hidden in the mountain in the Lingxu Sword Sect, no one in the world will find this sword again.

However, in this moment, he, Changsun Qianxue, and Ding Ning both sensed a trace of dangerous aura at the same time.

A few strange cold currents suddenly surged from the glaciers that were naturally cut into stone forests in front of them.

Several cold lights were filled with strange roars, like ghosts crying, and instantly magnified rapidly in the pupils of the three.

This rapid time was very long in the old monk's perception.

These are five feather arrows, which are extremely slender. However, both the tail feather and the shaft are made of metal. Runes are engraved from the tip of the arrow to the tail feather. This simple rune makes the speed of this feather arrow even exceeds that of ordinary practitioners' flying swords.

The wooden stick in the old monk's hand was in Ding Ning's hand, but he naturally could not be unable to deal with such five feathered arrows.

So he just stretched out his right hand and bounced his five fingers several times.

The snow sand in the air was popped out by his fingers, and then turned into snow dust with terrifying power, bombarding the five feather arrows.

The five metal feather arrows suddenly stopped, and a terrifying explosion sounded in the air. Then the feather arrows were completely shattered into countless pieces, flying backwards at a terrifying speed than the previous arrows.

After those stone forest-like glaciers, several figures were faintly revealed, holding longbows that also gave people a strange feeling. However, before the second arrow was enough, their bodies were already pierced by countless metal gravels flying backwards.

These metal gravels that carried the blood of their bodies sputtered into the glacier behind them, and each piece caused a huge explosion.

The huge air waves generated by the explosion threw these archers whose bodies were still splattering blood forward.

When Ding Ning just narrowed his eyes, these archers fell in front of him like falling rocks.

The blink of an eye and knocked several assassins in front of him, which made people feel that the old monk's cultivation was extremely terrifying. However, these archers were already as broken as they could not move, but they were not dead, which further showed the terrifying realm of the old monk.
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