Wen Yiming's slightly annoyed tone reminded everyone that they couldn't intervene at all in the seventh layer of the generals, even if Wen Yiming broke out all the hole cards, they couldn't get out.

Wen Yiming is also very aware of this, the power of the beetle snake mark may be a threat, and even seriously injure it.

However, like a joke, who will throw a bomb at the first hand when fighting a landlord, the ultimate move is not used like this.

What's more, the time for the release of the beetle snake mark takes three breaths, and the aura emitted is extremely terrifying, and a fool will wait to be killed in place, even if the other party does not run, with the cultivation of the seventh layer of the general, the control martial arts of the dragon soul may not be able to control it within a hundred meters.

A second ago, everyone was still relaxed, and they looked at this group of poor ghosts with a little curiosity as large pieces of skin and flesh were exposed to the ice wind, especially the unique pupilless eyes, which were silver and white, and the most peculiar thing was that they were all round bald heads.

And at this moment, watching a group of people get out of the way, the slightly taller pupilless martial artist of the seventh layer approached, and his heart became nervous, ready to sacrifice his blade at any time and start dying.

"Who are you, what are you doing in the icefield?" The seventh-layer military general stood close to ten meters and asked, his tone full of hostility, and even a hint of hatred.

This is a middle-aged man of 1.8 meters, no different from other alien races, except that he wears a beast bone stud on his left ear, and there are many scars on his exposed arms and face, which looks a little hideous.

Wen Yiming paid a little attention to the middle-aged generals, and found that they did not have no pupils, but that the pupils were silvery-white, and the dividing line with the whites of the eyes was difficult to find if they didn't look carefully, just like blind people.

Feeling the strong hostility of the other party, he spoke: "I was just passing by, I want to see if I can enter the extremely cold place, if you are disturbed, please forgive me." ”

He didn't hide it, the aliens who lived here all the year round wanted to find a random reason to fool around, so he didn't even think about any mercenary team.

The round-faced alien of the third layer of the military general whispered, "I saw that they have a fierce beast mount, I don't know where to hide?"

The middle-aged military general snorted, suddenly sighed in surprise, stared at Wen Yiming, and said, "What's your name?"

"Wen Yiming!" he was only surprised for a moment before replying, there was nothing to hide, if his enemies had developed into the alien races of the northern ice field, then he would admit it.

The middle-aged military general looked a little disappointed, looked at Wen Yiming for a moment, and asked, "Your surname is Wen, are you sure?"

The dragon souls all looked at Wen Yiming, puzzled!

Wen Yiming didn't answer again, just nodded, the seventh layer of the martial artist may not be high, but this is the center close to the northern ice field, and its forging strength is at least infinitely close to the martial sect, he feels that even if he successfully releases the snake seal, he may not be able to severely damage the other party.

The middle-aged military general shook his head, raised his hand and said, "Kill them all!"

Under the command of the third layer of the round-faced general, a group of great martial artists approached with their bare hands, and the dragon soul looked at the middle-aged military general standing outside the circle with an indifferent face, and his heart was completely cold.

The notoriety of this instructor has spread to other races, what about the gods?

Wen Yiming was also angry in incomprehension, shook his hand and sacrificed the dragon spear, and shouted: "Wait!"

Then he looked at the middle-aged military general with a disdainful face outside the circle, and said loudly: "Do you know me? or have you heard my name? What kind of enmity is there between us, let me die!"

He really didn't understand that he didn't believe it at all to say that these alien races were entrusted by some force.

He also knew very well that a miracle had happened in this battle, and that there were few people here except for foreign races and fierce beasts, unless the farmer could not bear the loneliness and passed by again.

The middle-aged military general was expressionless, and said: "I don't know or hear your name, do you need a reason to call us a foreign race, and we have been exterminated since ancient times?"

After speaking, he waved his big hand, "Kill!"

Wen Yiming gritted his teeth and said: "Someone once told me that good and evil are relative, and alien races are also people! Hmph, brothers, fight to the last drop of blood!"

"Uh-huh-hoo-hoo!"

The group battle howls were directly released, and even the damage of the fifth-level ice wind was reduced a lot, and the momentum increased greatly.

The middle-aged military general raised his eyebrows, looked at the phantom of the violent bear roaring behind Wen Yiming, and the more than ten concussive sound waves rolled outward layers of cold air waves, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand and shouted: "All stand back!"

As he spoke, he dodged and rushed forward, and Pu Fan's big hand was about to shake out of his chest ten meters away, and a majestic explosive force was born in it.

"Uncle Ogu, keep your hands ——!"

The sudden roar from fifty meters away in the distance made the figure of the middle-aged military general shoot out in front of Wen Yiming, and when he threw his arms sideways, he forcibly stopped the two majestic palms.

At a distance of ten meters, the middle-aged military general suddenly made a move, thinking that Wen Yiming had something to say to the other party, he only had time to shoot in his chest, and he didn't even explode the essence and blood, and the distance between the two sides was only three meters, Wen Yiming's whole body was tense, and his back was cold.

Everyone in the Dragon Soul was also shocked, they didn't expect that this middle-aged man would be a vultureful when the difference in strength was so large, it seemed that he was a cautious person who would not despise any opponent.

Otherwise, at that time, they would not have stopped their subordinates immediately and personally took action because of their momentum, from this point of view, Wen Yiming actually had some respect, at least this person in front of him was not a person who ignored the safety of his subordinates.

It wasn't until this moment that he remembered that the roar in the distance just now was somewhat familiar, it was the man named Taira.

It was indeed Tai Ra, who walked to the middle-aged military general with hot breath in his mouth, looked at the fifth autumn crossbow in the dragon soul, nodded to Wen Yiming, and said a few words to the middle-aged military general with his head attached to his ear.

The middle-aged military general looked at Wen Yiming, put away his palms, a little less hostile, and said in a cold tone: "Leave, you can't enter the extremely cold place." ”

Wen Yiming put away the dragon spear, bowed his hand and said goodbye, and then nodded towards Taira, "Friend, thank you!"

He was deeply glad that he had such kind beauties as Fifth Qiuwan and Shu Yilan by his side.

As for the middle-aged military general's statement that they couldn't enter the extremely cold land, he also knew this, but he wanted to explore alone, with the ice immunity of the ashes, plus the tracking of various oracles in the concentration aura, he believed that even if he couldn't find the Xuanwu Secret Treasure, he could find the ice silkworm eggs, which was the minimum requirement.

Tai Ra didn't seem to be good at words, but he just pulled the corners of his mouth, and his smile was extremely stiff.

"Friend, have you heard of the frozen ancient city of the Ice Valley?" Wen Yiming asked as he was leaving, in this deserted ice field, the only way to ask the alien race for some news.

The middle-aged military general Ao Gu, who had been calm, suddenly turned cold, and his face instantly sank again, and he asked, "Who are you? How do you know about Binggu?"

A word of inquiry made the situation in a tense atmosphere again, and a group of aliens surrounded them one after another, and even Tai Ra stared at Wen Yiming tightly, and said coldly: "You'd better make it clear!"