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It's a cold place, as far as the eye can see, and it's full of vastness.

This place has a nice name, it's called Snow Country.

Snow Country is located in the southeast of the Tianxing Continent, the geographical location is very precipitous, it borders the famous Orange Valley Forbidden Land of the Tianxing Continent on one side, and looks at Yunshan Pass on the other side, Yunshan Pass is the fortress of the Shinto coalition army to resist the Demon Dao, for hundreds of years, the Demon Dao army has been attacking but not winning.

The snow is falling heavily, and a flock of vultures fly in from nowhere and start foraging for food in the snow.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and a figure appeared on the snow without warning.

This figure came so strangely and abruptly that anyone would be surprised if they saw it.

The figure was a teenager, wearing a thin blue robe, with a slight blue-purple hair, and a longevity lock on his chest.

At this moment, the young man's robe was tattered, as if it had been torn one by one, his eyes were full of confusion, and his body was trembling incessantly.

The snow fell silently in the sky, and the young man finally came to his senses after sitting for a long time, and he struggled to get up and shouted, "Ancestor, Ancestor, where are you?" and called a few times, but no one answered, only dozens of vultures around him were rising and falling and hissing.

The young man's nose moved, smelled a strong smell of blood, looked down, and saw that the surroundings were full of corpses, those corpses were almost covered with ice and snow, but they could vaguely be seen wearing white robes, there was armor under the white robes, and there were various weapons scattered on the ground, and behind him was leaning on a ball of hard objects, the young man wiped a few times towards the protruding place, the snow was brushed away, and the head of a monster like a wolf appeared in front of him.

The young man screamed in fright, jumped up and took a few steps back, and cried out, "This, what the hell is this place!" He looked around, only to see that there were corpses all around the snow ridge, and he didn't know how many people had died, looking at the thickness of the snow, this battle should have just passed, and it might not be more than half a day. He couldn't help but shout: "Wu Fei, Wu Fei, where did you bring me here!"

This young man is none other than Ze'er Ouyang Jize, he is the young master of Zhou Chongsheng Zhou's old master, and the descendant of Daping Sect Cen Daping.

There was white smoke coming out of the mountains, and there was a faint muffled roar, like thunder, Ze'er's fear became more and more intense, and he said secretly: "What is this white smoke, what is the roar, is it a war?" He didn't know what this place was, and he didn't know who was fighting with whom, he just wanted to leave here immediately.

Ze'er felt that he was going to freeze, so he had to take off a white robe from the corpse and put it on his body, he was a little strange, although the white robe was thin, it seemed that it would not be cold immediately on the body, he trembled and crossed the corpse on the ground, walked in the opposite direction, stepped over a snow slope, and suddenly heard several terrible hiss behind him, turned around and looked, only to see several black dots flying from a distance, hearing the birdsong, the vultures that had been circling and falling before were frightened and scattered in all directions.

When he got closer, Ze'er saw that there were five broad-winged birds flying in the air, their flight speed was very terrifying, at first it was just a few small black dots, and after a while, it became bigger, Ze'er was a little frightened, what kind of birds are these, will they eat people?

The five black broad-winged birds swept over Ze'er's head, he felt a cool breeze blowing over his head, and was startled, only to see them suddenly whirl and fall on the snow ridge, then Ze'er was shocked to find that those big birds had ropes on their backs, and each one rode a person.

The body of the broad-winged bird is a bit huge, and Ze'er estimates that its weight is at least more than 400 catties, especially its pair of wings, which can be spread out a lot.

A strong man who looked like he was about forty jumped down from the bird's back, he was eight feet tall, his upper body was surrounded by a leather skirt from his left shoulder to his right abdomen, his two arms were exposed, his muscles were knotted, and he looked very powerful, and on his back was a long knife, the blade was very wide, and the blade was very long, almost as long as his man, if the knife was made of fine iron, it should be heavier than the man's man.

The man stepped in front of Ze'er in a few steps and looked him up and down with sharp eyes for a while.

Ze'er was furious at the bottom of his heart by this man, and his legs trembled a little, and the man finally stared into his eyes, and asked with some confusion: "Who are you and why are you here?" Ze'er listened to him muttering, didn't know what to say, and shook his head blankly and said, "Uncle, I, I can't understand what you are saying." ”

The man shouted to the people behind him, and an older man jumped off the bird's back, this man was about seven feet tall, with two long gray-white eyebrows, deeply sunken eyes, and a slightly haggard face, he was wearing a black robe, with a brown-yellow python belt around his waist, and no weapons on his body.

The old man's figure is vigorous, he stepped in front of Ze'er in two steps, smiled at him, stretched out a hand to hold Ze'er's veins, Ze'er felt an irresistible force into the body, he has been practicing the "Great Peace of Mind Method", at this time I don't know where the power came from, a turbid instinct gathered to resist, but where the breath passed, it did not hurt him, but made him feel very comfortable.

Ze'er saw that the old man said something to the other people, and the other people immediately expressed their objections, and the middle-aged man patted his chest and said that he could do it, but the old man was very firm, and he made a gesture towards Ze'er, signaling him to look into his eyes and not move his gaze.

Ze'er felt that he didn't mean to harm himself, so he nodded in understanding.

The two looked at each other, Ze'er felt that the thoughts in his mind gradually became clearer, first he felt a point in the old man's consciousness, and then more and more, more and more dense, and I don't know how long it took, his forehead was cool, as if he didn't understand something at once now.

The old man's forehead oozed a fine bead of sweat, looking even more tired, he waved his hand, and said, "Okay, I've helped you open your spiritual sense, you can understand us now, right?"

Ze'er was amazed, he could really understand the old man's words now, what had he done to him before?

The big sword man helped the old man sit down cross-legged, turned around and asked, "Hey, blue-haired boy, are you a cultivator, why do you only have a spiritual root and no cultivation, and you don't even have a spiritual sense, which sect is it?" Ze'er's hair was a little blue and purple, but it was not obvious, the man called him so, just to highlight it.

Ze'er said dumbfounded: "I, I don't know what a cultivator is, as for the sect, there shouldn't be." ”

The big knife man was a little strange, and said: "You don't know anything, why did you come to the snow country, do you know that there is a war going on here?" )