Outside the Valley of Broken Souls, although the snow is windy and the environment is harsh, ordinary martial artists can still withstand it.

And as soon as you enter the Valley of Broken Souls, the more you go inside, the more you can feel the terrifying power of heaven and earth.

The cold wind is like a knife, with a sharp and piercing whistling passing by, and the warrior who is a little weaker will feel as if his skin has been torn, and he will have to expend his vitality and form a defensive air shield to protect himself.

The pieces of ice and snow swept by the wind and flying all over the sky were as powerful as a hidden weapon from the hands of a heaven-level martial artist, smashing on the defensive air shield around the martial artist's body, causing a burst of violent shocks, and there was a feeling that it would collapse at any time.

Among the ten people in the Bitao Martial Academy, Fang Bai's body was strong, and letting the storm blow him was like scratching his boots.

And Liu Qingqing has an innate water spirit root, and she is naturally close to water vitality, and the ice and snow here contain a lot of water vitality, so she is not afraid of wind and snow.

Ge Feng is a wilderness-level martial artist, with a strong true yuan and strong strength, and can compete with the power of heaven and earth nature here.

Therefore, among the ten Bitao Martial Academy disciples who entered the Broken Soul Valley, except for Fang Bai, Liu Qingqing, and Ge Feng, who were not affected by the harsh environment, the other seven disciples were all under pressure and ran the True Yuan to compete.

And those ten galloping horses, because of their thick skin and thick flesh, their defensive ability and cold resistance are far from comparable to ordinary human warriors, so they are not afraid of violent storms and snowfalls.

Warriors who enter the Valley of Broken Souls will feel that the inside and outside of the valley are completely two worlds, the inside of the valley is hell, and the outside of the valley is the paradise.

In the Valley of Broken Souls, due to the fierce wind and snow, covering the sky and the sun, the vision was seriously blocked, even a desolate powerhouse like Ge Feng could only see the scenery within ten meters clearly, and it was blurry no further, and he could only rely on the unique keen sense of a martial artist to judge whether there was any danger coming.

The Flame Sect team that walked in front of them was no longer visible, and they didn't know what their situation was.

As the guardian of this team, Ge Feng, who was surrounded by nine disciples, did not dare to be careless, because he knew that from the moment their team entered the Valley of Broken Souls, they might have been targeted by some spirit beasts in the valley.

Although there are no powerful mid-level spirit beasts comparable to human desolate level martial artists in the Broken Soul Valley, there are many spirit beasts that are three or four hundred years old, especially the snow leopards and snow wolves that are in groups are the most ferocious, and the overall attack power is by no means weaker than some middle-level spirit beasts, which can be said to be the king of this ice valley.

Those spirit beasts are usually white fur, usually lurking between the thick ice and snow on both sides of the valley, it is difficult for people to notice, once they find a human warrior passing by, they may burst into a surprise attack, making people unguardable.

Over the years, most of the human warriors who fell in the valley were attacked by spirit beasts and died, and only a few died under the power of heaven and earth.

What made Shen Yulin, Huang Miao and the others feel fortunate was that they had already passed half of their journey in the Valley of Broken Souls, but they had not encountered any danger, compared to the past, this time it was too smooth.

It's just that in Ge Feng's opinion, there must be a demon when things go wrong, and such smooth sailing makes him even more worried, and he faintly feels that there is a greater danger lurking around.

"It's strange, when I walked here before, I encountered at least a few spirit beast attacks, how come I didn't see any trace of spirit beasts this time? It's as if all the spirit beasts in this Broken Soul Valley suddenly disappeared......"

Shen Yulin gradually sensed that something was wrong, and frowned and said.

This is the third time that Shen Yulin has represented the Bitao Martial Academy to participate in the Sect Conference in Ziyan City, the first two times they crossed the Broken Soul Valley, their team encountered a large number of spirit beast attacks along the way, and after a series of fierce battles, they finally succeeded in passing through the Blizzard Mountain Range.

And this time, she was mentally prepared for a fierce battle with the spirit beast in advance, but she didn't expect that in addition to the wind and snow along the way, the spirit beast seemed to have evaporated from the world and disappeared, this situation was too abnormal.

"Don't be careless!"

Ge Feng reminded loudly.

At this moment, the wind suddenly became much stronger, the snow and ice became more violent and dense, and the visibility was greatly reduced.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Ge Feng, who had always been vigilant, suddenly sensed four powerful martial arts aura full of strong killing power, attacking from the front, back, left, and right at the same time, and four figures could be vaguely seen approaching them like lightning, and they were around them in an instant.

The four martial arts breaths came from two desolate level beginner martial artists and two desolate intermediate level martial artists.

The four desolate-level martial artists attacked violently, which surprised Ge Feng and secretly screamed that it was not good.

Although Ge Feng had been promoted to a desolate level high-level martial artist, his strength was far superior to that of any of the opponents, and he could even resist the attacks of the other four with all his strength, but what he was most worried about was that if the other party separated two desolate level mid-level martial artists to contain himself, and the other two desolate level junior martial artists went to deal with the other nine disciples, it would be troublesome.

Although the two desolate rank mid-level martial artists were not Ge Feng's opponents, they were able to contain Ge Feng for a period of time, so that Ge Feng had no time to be distracted, and during this time period, the other two desolate rank junior martial artists were enough to kill all the nine disciples of the Bitao Martial Academy who only had heaven-level realm cultivation.

What Ge Feng was most worried about was what happened.

Of the four desolate level martial artists who attacked at high speed, two of them pounced on Ge Feng, and the other two desolate level junior martial artists directly targeted Fang Bai and Liu Qingqing.

"I'm afraid their purpose is Fang Bai and Liu Qingqing, right?"

For a moment, Ge Feng seemed to understand something, and couldn't help but be angry.

In Ge Feng's mind, among the nine disciples who traveled with him, Fang Bai and Liu Qingqing's strength was not the strongest, but the other party's killing target was them, it was obvious that someone knew that Fang Bai and Liu Qingqing had innate spiritual roots, and they were worried that they would pose a threat in the future, so they wanted to strangle the two of them in advance.

It's just that there are more than one or two sect forces that have had grievances with Bitao Martial Academy, and who will be behind the scenes this time, Ge Feng is difficult to determine for a while.

There are thousands of disciples in the Bitao Martial Academy, but there are only three innate spirit roots, and Fang Bai and Liu Qingqing are two of them, Fang Bai is the most outstanding genius in the nearly 10,000 years since the establishment of the Bitao Martial Academy, if the two of them are killed here, Ge Feng feels that he is really dead.

"Kill!"

With a feeling of indignation, Ge Feng let out a heaven-shattering roar, instantly raising his fighting spirit to the peak state, and then the knife-shaped blade in his hand slashed out horizontally.

The sword shadow in the sky turned into a sword net, wrapped in surging true yuan, and shrouded towards the two desolate rank mid-level martial artists who had already attacked him.