Cold Wind Canyon, as the name suggests, has a cold wind blowing through it, and this cold wind, which never stops all year round, seems endless.

Most of the warriors were reluctant to step into this Cold Wind Canyon, and even if they did, most of them were active in the marginal area.

The reason why he is reluctant to step into it is because in the Cold Wind Canyon, there seems to be some kind of suppression of cultivation for all the martial artists who step here, and they can only exert half of their usual strength after stepping in.

Moreover, the cold wind in the Cold Wind Canyon can cause some damage to the body of the martial artist, the edge area is better, the martial artist can also resist the operation of the True Yuan, and some powerful body refining martial artists are even enough to resist with their physical bodies alone. But the deeper it goes, the stronger the cold wind inside it becomes, and once the cold wind enters the body, the warrior's body can't bear it at all.

When night fell, Yang Tian had already arrived outside the Cold Wind Canyon.

Yang Tian raised his eyes and saw that there was a small river extending out of the canyon, even though it was already nightfall, but under the light of the stars, the starlight was reflected on the small river, so that Yang Tian could still see very clearly.

Before he stepped into the Cold Wind Canyon, Yang Tian only felt that a cold wind blew out from the canyon, making people's whole body a little cold.

"Cold?" Yang Tian frowned, "How long has this feeling not appeared?"

Martial artist cultivation, once stepping into the martial artist realm, the ordinary cold wind, or winter, can no longer make the martial artist of the martial artist realm feel uncomfortable.

But here, Yang Tian actually felt cold.

"There are also deacons outside the Cold Wind Canyon here, I don't know what to do inside?" When he looked up and thought, Yang Tian stepped in without hesitation.

After stepping into the Cold Wind Canyon, Yang Tian suddenly felt that in this canyon, there seemed to be some kind of powerful power, which made his own cultivation appear suppressed, obviously it was the realm of the half-step Martial Sect, but the strength he exerted now was only about a little more than ninety percent of the usual.

This is only the periphery, the more you go inside, the stronger the suppression of cultivation, according to what Elder Xu Chu said, when they stepped into the cold wind canyon to chase and kill, the suppression of cultivation reached as much as half.

Moreover, in addition to the suppression of cultivation, there was also a cold wind whistling and blowing, wanting to burrow into Yang Tian's body.

Yang Tian snorted coldly, the qi and blood in his body flowed, and suddenly a blazing heat emanated from the blood, and his whole body suddenly warmed.

As for the howling cold wind, to Yang Tian, there was not much of a threat.

Of course, this is the periphery, and as for whether there is still a threat inside, Yang Tian doesn't know.

Soon, Yang Tian took advantage of the moonlight and hurried towards the inside, and when he was speeding all the way, he paid attention to the traces on the ground.

Suddenly, Yang Tian, who was walking quickly, stopped his body and looked at a row of footprints by the river, these footprints, if you look closely, are clearly the footprints of two warriors, and they are one big and one small.

"Looking at this, it is likely to be the footprints of Uncle Feng and Lu Yishan...... Yang Tian quickly had a guess, "Moreover, it seems that these footprints have been for more than half a month......

After that, Yang Tian took a closer look, in these four weeks, in addition to the footprints of the two people, there were also some marks, looking at their traces, they were basically left by fierce beasts.

After all, fierce beasts, like warriors, also need water.

After a while, when nothing was found, Yang Tian got up and continued to walk.

This time forward, Yang Tian's speed slowed down, leaving more attention on the ground, looking for all traces that could be traced.

Suddenly, Yang Tian paused, looked up at the front, his eyes showed doubts, just now, he noticed that there seemed to be a fierce beast staring at him in front of him.

But when I looked up, I didn't see anything at all.

After waiting for a while, there was still nothing to discover, Yang Tian looked down at the ground, there were also traces here, the same as the ones found before.

After all, the river is wetter, and the traces left are more obvious.

But at this moment, Yang Tian's body suddenly moved, turned into an afterimage, and appeared in the distance.

At the same time, a cyan figure rushed past where he was.

"What is that?" Yang Tian exclaimed in a low voice, although he looked down to check the traces, he did not relax his vigilance, and always paid attention to all the changes around him.

Just now, he sensed a danger approaching, as if it had turned into an even colder wind.

The cyan figure disappeared in a flash, and when Yang Tian wanted to look for it, he had already lost his trace.

"Fierce beast?" Yang Tian showed confusion and vigilance, "Or is it a more powerful demon beast?"

In the Great Wilderness World, there are fierce beasts, and on top of this, there are demon beasts, alien beasts, and divine beasts.

Fierce beasts, all by instinct, perfectly interpret the law of the jungle, the weak eat the strong, if you beat you, you will fight, if you can't fight, you will run.

And the demon beast looks like a fierce beast, but it can think simply, to be exact, it already has a lot of wisdom.

As for the alien beasts, there are also the most powerful divine beasts, they have already stood at the top of the biological chain, even if they are warriors, they must be worshipped.

"What kind of fierce beast, or demon beast, can come and go freely in this Cold Wind Canyon?" Yang Tian muttered inwardly, and the fear in his expression was even worse.

In this Cold Wind Canyon, his cultivation has also been affected, and he has to resist the cold wind entering his body at all times, so there is not much strength that can really be exerted.

As for the star power, although it was not suppressed, Yang Tian didn't want to use it, that was his own background, and it could only work wonders when it was used at a critical moment.

"In the Cold Wind Canyon, whenever night falls, it will be full of dangers, so let's hurry after dawn!" Yang Tian made a decision, looked up, and quickly selected a relatively high place, and then, rushed over, crossed his knees.

Yang Tian's eyes were closed, and he was about to cultivate, but he suddenly opened them again, thought about it, took out the Xingchen Sword, and inserted it in front of him.

The Star Sword is a spiritual weapon, far easier to use than a magic weapon, once it encounters danger, the mind moves, and the Star Sword can take the initiative to attack.

Moreover, with the murderous aura emitted by the Xingchen Sword, ordinary fierce beasts did not dare to approach at all.

After that, Yang Tian closed his eyes and began to meditate and recover, the true yuan in his body had already consumed some, take advantage of this time, hurry up and recover some.

But not long after he closed his eyes and recovered, a cyan figure appeared again, as if turning into a cold wind, heading straight for Yang Tian.

The Xingchen Sword seemed to sense the danger, and there was a dragon-like sword roar, Yang Tian's eyes immediately opened, his right hand was raised, and the cyan figure rushed towards him with one finger, and suddenly the Xingchen Sword rose from the ground and stabbed directly towards the cyan figure.

The cyan figure screamed, as if it was injured, and suddenly disappeared, and disappeared again in the blink of an eye.

Only Yang Tian's eyes shrank suddenly, and he muttered, "That seems to be the Great Wilderness Xenomorph...... Windrunner!"