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When the wolves rush past, Chen Xun came out of the snow, draped with traces of the wolves trampling, and touched south.

At night, the afterglow of the sunset spread across the ice and snow land. Chen Xun passed through a dense forest called wolves swept through. A lonely mountain stood on the ice field. The rich blood condensed on the top of the mountain rushed straight into the clouds and did not dissipate for a long time.

Gushan is only three or four hundred meters high and is seven or eight miles away.

When entering the lake and snowy land north, Chen Xun bypassed the nearby area and knew that there was a tribe with more than a thousand people living in this lonely mountain.

Looking at the traces of the wolves trampling, Chen Xun was worried about the tribe in this lonely mountain.

He touched it while it was dark and saw that the village on the hillside was broken from afar. Seeing the huge trees in the valley broke until they were buried, the ice and snow were dyed dark brown, it can be seen that the tribe's people fought with the wolves.

The wolves had long disappeared, and the walls were covered with broken limbs and broken bones. The broken heads were rolling all over the valley. The flesh and blood and brains in the skull were already being eaten up...

There are also a few skinny and bone-skinned old wolves, like abandoned by wolves, gnawing on these broken limbs that are no longer flesh-and-blooded and broken bones outside the village wall.

The sound of wolf teeth gnawing on human bones is like whetstone filing on the bones.

Looking at all this in front of him, Chen Xun's blood almost solidified.

I couldn't tell whether it was anger, sadness, or shock in my heart. I felt a silence above my soul. The golden soul sea turned into a desert that had no grass growing, and my hands and feet could not control themselves.

The old wolves found that the living people came from outside the valley. The wolf's eyes flashed with light, bared their teeth and showed fierce flames, and whispered in a low voice. The next moment, they divided into three strands and surrounded Chen Xun along the ridge.

These green wolves seem to be old and disabled, but they jump and run around the rocks.

The old wolf in the lead was huge in size, with a thin and slumped bald back, like a giant arch that was angrily opened. When it jumped down from the huge rock, its back suddenly opened and accelerated suddenly in the air, leaving several afterimages, and headed straight into Chen Xun's throat.

The wolf teeth that were almost dripping with human blood bit the throat. Chen Xun's dry and silent soul, which was angry, sad, and frightened, violently burst out the flames and penetrated into the bones, causing the blood all over his body to boil at this moment.

The barbarian soul instantly formed the appearance, and instantly turned into countless black ghosts and divine beauty and passed through the body. Chen Xun suddenly became a bottle of the Nine Nether Barbarian Gods burning black ghosts all over, standing between heaven and earth.

The green wolf grabbed the throat with an invisible hand, and the disfigured body could no longer move forward, and it stagnated in the air for several moments.

Chen Xun's long sword in his hand was deshewn and turned into a black sword energy, splitting the green wolf from beginning to end in half.

The hot wolf blood spurted Chen Xun's face and body.

The extremely fierce aura that Chen Xun instantly revealed caused the other green wolves to stop their bodies from being frightened and sobbed and ran out of the mountain.

Chen Xun reached out to wipe away the wolf blood from his face, stood under the rocks, returned the knife to the sheath, took out a small bronze bottle from his arms, swallowed a mouthful of Juyuan Paste to restore the nearly dried qi and blood.

When Chen Xun walked into the village, he found that more than a thousand people were almost all lying near the village wall to the north.

Some of the corpses of the elderly, weak, sick and disabled were scattered in the village and were eaten without decent.

The stone hall located in the center of the village was shattered, revealing the deep black cellar, and the inside was even more miserable.

In the cellar, there are broken bones everywhere with incomplete limbs and broken bones, and plasma sprays everywhere, and there is almost no place to stand.

Looking at the skulls that were gnawed without any flesh and blood, they were so small that they could tell that when the wolves attacked, the children hidden in the cellar were all the children in this village, but they were not lucky...

Chen Xun didn't know what he could do at this time.

Even if Tianman is brave and trapped among millions of green wolves, it will be difficult to have all the corpses.

Don’t say that he can’t catch up with the wolf pack now, even if he can rush back to the black python in time, what can he do when facing the surging wolf pack?

Perhaps this is the cruelest and most real side of the wasteland.

Chen Xun picked up all the broken limbs and bones scattered in the village and piled them into the valley below. He then carried out the firewood stored in the village for winter and piled them on top of the bones to ignite them.

The sobbing mountain wind sounded like countless souls crying in the dark night; the blood and energy on the valley became more and more abundant, and the extreme cold in the middle of the night, pricking the skin and permeating the bones.

Even when he stood in front of the fire, Chen Xun felt like his blood was frozen into ice.

The fire grew bigger and soon it started to burn. Only then did Chen Xun suddenly find a figure of Xiuli standing on the cliff to the east.

Although it was more than a thousand meters away, the fires in the valley were lit up and shining across the cliff.

The man was wrapped in thick white clothes, with long hair tied up, carrying a black gold sheathless sword on his back, a blade higher than his shoulders scattering cold light and cold through his muscles.

The man's face was not real, but his soft cheeks and jaws could be seen as a beautiful girl of a young age.

Even though it was more than a thousand meters away, the man's eyes were like stars flashing slightly in the dark night, giving Chen Xun an extremely clear feeling, suppressing the cold light of the divine sword.

Chen Xun didn't know that the man was standing on the cliff and looked here for a long time.

Seeing that Chen Xun discovered it, the girl turned around and pulled down the cliff. Her figure turned into a green rainbow in the thick night, and rushed into the distance at an astonishing speed, and soon disappeared into the night.

In the past, Chen Xun was full of awe of the powerful people who entered the realm of Tianman. However, at this time, he just looked at the direction where the girl disappeared, and fell into deep thought.

The appearance of the barbarian soul is the foundation of the barbarian martial arts practice. It can not only absorb the magical beauty from qi and blood, temper the muscles, bones, skin and flesh, but also penetrate the body and have great power.

However, the magical beauty of the barbarian soul in the body must have a secret combination of Taoism, a body and a sense of unity, or the barbarian soul combat skills that enter the micro realm can be pulled out of the body and form a barbarian soul combat martial arts with extremely powerful killing enemies.

This is the real killer move and strength of the thousand-year inheritance of the Black Python Manwu.

Chen Xun had never practiced the long sword-like barbarian soul martial arts, but when he was in the valley, the thin old wolf pounced on him, swung his sword to slash out the black evil spirit, and indeed integrated into a huge amount of barbarian soul magic. He slashed the green wolf, whose bones were as hard as the divine iron, and slashed the other old wolf away in half.

After thinking about it carefully, Chen Xun found that he had unconsciously integrated the fourth momentum of the Dapeng Secret Fist into the long sword that he had chopped out.

If this is not the case, Chen Xun and those old wolves will have a hard battle.

Does it mean that the five postures of Dapeng’s secret fist can be integrated with sword skills to form a supreme martial sword?

Does it mean that the five postures of Dapeng Secret Fist, which seem to be superficial and easy to get started, are actually the foundation for all martial arts practices?

Chen Xun stood in the valley, facing the burning corpses of the village, thinking hard all night.

In the early morning, the snow was drifting like a catkin, and Chen Xun was buried half of his body in the snow, and his blood almost froze.

Seeing the cold red sun rising in the east, he stood tall, walked out of the snow, tidied his bow, then jumped down the mountain and headed towards the northern snowfield.

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Under the cold wave, large-scale beasts migrated southward.

Thousands and thousands of green wolves like this, moving in groups is simply a tribal village in the North Mountain of Mangyaling that can resist alone.

Even if there are one or two Tianman guardians in the village who have entered the Return of the Body Realm, if they are just a group of beasts, they will not be able to escape the end of the village being destroyed.

To put it bluntly, whether the black python can survive this cold wave and whether it can escape this disaster can only depend on the destiny and leave it to fate.

At this time, staying in the snowy land of the lake is not necessarily more dangerous than returning to the black python. Chen Xun decided to continue to move north with the bitter cold wind, to the extremely cold land of ice and snow, and to receive the tempering of the stronger mysterious and cold energy between heaven and earth.

Only when you are stronger and stronger can you protect everything you want to protect.

In this way, Chen Xun decided to go north.

He rushed through the day, carefully avoiding the beasts going south, and ferocious beasts that could run out of the primitive forests to find food at any time. He also had to explore the terrain, dig out the ice and snow, and find the elixirs that grew deep in the lake.

At night, he was digging a snow cave in the deep snow, hiding, refining medicine, practicing barbarian souls, further tempering his muscles, bones, skin and flesh, and constantly practicing knife and boxing skills.

Chen Xun was not fast to head north, and he only walked thirty or fifty miles a day. However, after two months, he also went deep into the lake plain for more than two thousand miles. He saw a huge mountain again, which was located on the lake snowy land, and was boundless.

It turns out that we have arrived at Xi Jun!

Unlike the intermittent Gushan Dufeng in Huze District, Xiling stretches thousands of miles and is steep and cannot reach the Mangya Ridge. The ridges of the peaks are like gun blades, straight into the clouds. Looking up, I don’t know how high it is, but at this time it is covered with ice and snow. From a distance, it is a world of ice and snow, and there is no grass, trees, cliffs and stones.

It was the time when the cold wave was at its peak. Chen Xun looked up and could see the sky-blue cold current of clouds passing through Xi Jun's peaks.

There are several black shadows on the top of Xiling Mountain, hovering through the sky-blue clouds and cold waves.

It is hard to imagine how strong the mysterious cold air will be when climbing to a height of one or two thousand feet from Xiling and being in the cold wave.

It is really hard to imagine how powerful the strange birds soaring in the sky with the extremely cold wind and snow were to enter such a strong and mysterious and cold energy to temper their bodies.

The cold air at the foot of the mountain was already extremely heavy. Chen Xun was wearing thick fur at this time and wrapped himself tightly. Otherwise, he had to visualize the barbarian soul every moment to use the barbarian soul's divine beauty to resist the erosion of the mysterious cold air on the internal organs.

"Canglan Miscellaneous Records" records that Xiling is the birthplace of the Baixi Barbarians.

The Guixi tribe, which was powerful with tens of thousands of tribes, was also a branch of Baixi. A hundred years ago, migrated south from Xiling to the Su family of Canglan. Thirty years ago, it was only after the black python's habitat on the southern foot of the Python Yaling that completely took root in Canglan.

There was once a black python with nearly 20,000 tribes. In thirty years, it was broken from the hands of the last generation of Tianman in the tribe, the powerful ghost Xi, who died in his life.

They either died, captured, surrendered, moved west or fled north, and nearly 20,000 tribes from the Black Mang. In the end, only Wu Gongzongtu and others led a tribe to temporarily settle down in the stone village on the northern mountain of Mangyaling.
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