Ji Feng went all the way deep into the grassland, and before the time passed, he took out the bloodline radar to locate it, and after adjusting the direction, he galloped all the way, speeding away in the direction of the frost giant in the distance.

Day and night, unless you encounter the gnoll tribe along the way and replenish some blood energy, the rest of the time, you are in a hurry.

When Ji Feng rushed to the lair near the Frost Giant, he found that the terrain here was exactly the same as the terrain in the spiritual memory of the leader of the drakemen, Volence.

It is an endless mountain range, from the left to the right in front of you, the peaks are not very high, only a few hundred meters, but the thick peaks form a series of mountains, forming deep ravines crisscrossing the ground.

Although the peaks here are not high, they all have the same place, and the rocks above the halfway point of the peaks are covered with thick snow.

In order to be safe, Ji Feng cast the spell again, not only completely blocking all the leaking breath on his body, reaching the realm of no leakage, but also surrounded by a layer of light air around his body, it looks like his body is blurry, even translucent, it seems to be a cloud with magazines floating on the ground, if you don't look closely, it is easy to be ignored.

This is exactly what Ji Feng wants to achieve.

Now that I am just approaching here, I still don't know what the situation of the Frost Giants in the mountains is? I must first figure out the number and distribution of the people here, and even, I have to secretly make some enemies, so that they can help Ji Feng better understand some of the basic conditions and habits of the Frost Giants, so that they can be arranged in a targeted manner, set traps, and kill with one blow.

It's best not to have an unexpected situation.

Ji Feng slowly advanced towards the mountains and valleys in front of him.

Who knew that as soon as he entered the mountain range and passed through the two mountain beams, he suddenly heard an angry roar, followed by countless noisy sounds, and a sound similar to the wailing of drakes and orcs, and the sound of many people running.

Ji Feng was shocked in his heart, could it be that the enemy already knew that the leader of the dragon orcs was dead and knew that he was coming here, so he made arrangements in advance, thinking of this, he immediately hid, hid behind a stone, and quickly pinched and chanted a spell, and quickly superimposed three hidden and escape spells on himself again without the slightest energy fluctuation.

Reciprocation

Masking

Assimilation of mountains and rivers

Swift travel

Divine runes

Several spells worked on his body, instantly making him look like he had no breath, and it was really a smaller stone like a large stone next to him.

With the formation of the spell, the sound in front of it suddenly increased several times, and then an incomparably arrogant roar swept through the entire valley, lifting the leaves on the ground one after another, flying in mid-air, unable to land for half a day.

And the weeds on the ground were blown up by the wind, with a trace of sand and gravel.

A large group of black dragons and orcs, ghosts and wolves, howled from the other side of the valley, and the iron long hair in their hands had been lost, because for the enemy, there was no use for birds at all, in order to make themselves run faster, they were all lost.

Ji Feng, who was hiding next to the boulder, saw these huge number of dragon orcs, his heart tightened, completely like a stone, his eyes and nose and nose looked at his heart, and he didn't move, it was a real stone.

The skin armor of the characteristic plant bark on the body of these dragon beastmen was also shattered, revealing their lower abdomen, and the block-shaped abdominal muscles were full of powerful explosive power.

Even so, these drakes fled in a hurry, their faces filled with horror and despair.

Some of them tripped and fell when they fled, and their four legs accidentally fell to the ground, and the nearby dragon orcs not only did not go over to help, but stepped on the body of the same kind who had just fallen and wanted to struggle to stand up, and once again trampled him under his feet, allowing himself to escape faster.

The same was true for the rest of the kind, and even the drakes in the distance made a detour from here and stepped on it.

Ji Feng looked at it coldly, thinking disdainfully in his heart: Everyone has to step on you, how cowardly you have to be in normal times, or how do you bully others in ordinary times, at this time, there is no one who is willing to help.

Not to mention Ji Feng's psychological activities, this dragon orc who was trampled on the ground and couldn't stand up for a long time, there was another dragon orc next to him, and wanted to step on his head with the same foot, but the dragon orc grabbed his palm and pulled it fiercely, tearing the big foot that wanted to step on his head out of balance.

Knock··

Another drake orc was lying on the ground, and the dragon orcs of the same kind who were rushing around continued to trample, and the four galloping hooves stomped fiercely on their bodies.

When all the dragon orcs rushed past in front of Ji Feng in a gust of wind, at the turn of the valley, there was another roar that surged madly with a huge roar, and the huge wave of air swept up the weeds and fallen leaves on the ground, and fluttered from the sky.

A huge humanoid figure ten meters tall walked step by step from the corner of the valley.

This is a giant, and it is Ji Feng's target, the frost giant, because there are faint frost element fluctuations around his body, and all the hairs on his body are snow-white, rippling with a hint of coldness.

This ten-meter-tall frost giant holds a wooden stick formed by pulling out all the branches of a thick tree, and there is a huge steel scimitar on the wooden stick, like a long-handled single-edged giant axe, where the wrist holds the handle, there are layers of thick special bark entangled, so that when the palm of the hand holds the giant axe and swings it, it will not lose the power of the giant axe because of the slippery hand.

At the same time, the head of this ten-meter-tall frost giant resembles the head of a giant gorilla that has not fully evolved, bald, without a trace of hair, but the mouth and nostrils protrude forward, looking a little evil and hideous.

His body has long, thin, transparent, cold-smelling hair, and you can see the skin inside and the roots of the hair through the hair.

The muscles in his legs are full of strength to run fast for long periods of time, and he also has a thick iron wrist on his arm to protect his wrist from being easily injured.

Around the waist of this frost giant was a huge garment, like the fur of countless beasts, one by one painstakingly sewn up, looking like a beggar, tattered.

The frost giant walked slowly from the corner and finally smiled when he saw that the ground was unable to get up because he had been trampled by other kinds, and when he saw him again and let out a desperate scream.

The Frost Giant's mouth opened, and rows of sharp triangular teeth flowed out of his mouth, and between the gaps between the teeth, there were still shredded flesh and tendons, and he didn't swallow it, and a fishy smell that had never been brushed came out of his mouth, accompanied by a cold breath.

The ten-meter-tall frost giant saw the dragon orcs on the ground, and wanted to struggle to stand up, his mouth cracked, and he let out a disdainful laugh, and his empty other hand, with five fingers open, slapped three or four of the dragon orcs on the ground together, and the dragon orcs who were still struggling slapped to death, then picked up their legs, put them in their mouths, chewed them heavily, and then gently spit out the bark and leather armor on the dragon orcs' body.

After eating three or five drakemen, the frost giant glanced at the other dozen or so drakes who were still wailing on the ground, struggling, wanting to get out of here, his eyes swept away, he looked at these drakes with disdain, and said slowly: "You stupid slaves, you didn't find me food, and Volence actually ran away with his own team, don't let me find him, otherwise, his result will be worse than yours, and since you can't find enough food for me, then eat you." Run, you run as much as you want, only after exercise, the muscles of the whole body will be full, the muscles full of blood, eat it, it will be more flavorful, your taste is much better than those dry jackal thighs. Hahaha..."

"Dear master, why did you eat us, we can still find more food and weapons for you?" A dragon orc still has a trace of reason, he still doesn't want to die, and he wants to continue to live, but in the face of a terrible monster like the frost giant, and he himself has lost the ability to move, and it will take longer to escape, so he is not willing to die, and said loudly.

"So you're all fools, and you've killed all the gnolls on the steppe to find me food. You have not left me enough gnolls, so feed me with your flesh and blood. By next year, I will leave here and wander in other snowy mountains, where can I still find more vassal races, more slaves, what do you want?" the ten-meter-tall giant frost giant scolded, raising its palms high and slapping all the living dragonheads to death.

"Hahaha... I love this game. Let you die here, and when I come back, you are all my food. Haha..." The Frost Giant laughed, raised his weapon, and continued to walk towards most of the fleeing drakes in front of him, not looking like a special hunt, but like going out to digest food and teasing birds and dogs after they were full of wine and food.

The frost giant slowly left, and the huge shadow disappeared with the rumbling footsteps, and one of the drakes who had died let out a groan, endured the sharp pain all over his body, and gently and slowly struggled to stand up.

This drake orc was the first drake orc to fall down and be trampled on by all the drake orcs, and at the same time, he was also the first to reach out and deliberately pull a drake orc who wanted to step on his head and lose his balance.

The dragon orc, who could have relied on pretending to be dead, was also hit by a huge bombardment, and he was really going to die.

When the dragon-headed man was about to leave, he was still angry, and he kicked the same kind of people who had turned into a puddle of flesh and mud a few times.