"Get out!"

The cold voice of the coffin man echoed at the foot of the snowy mountain, the wind and snow swept away, and the snow wolf stepped back in unison.

But the next moment the ferocity of the snow wolf from the blood exploded, the head wolf's limbs bent slightly, and with a whin, the snow wolf jumped over one after another, the sharp wolf claws flashed with a deadly light, and the fishy smell from the snow wolf's mouth emanated in the air.

Yang Xiao leaned towards the coffin man on his back, his life was at stake at this time.

The coffin man snorted coldly, the chain suddenly grew in the wind, he swept lightly, penetrated the bodies of twenty snow wolves, nailed the head wolf to a pine tree, and the snowflakes fell, covering the twenty-one wolf corpses.

Yang Xiao looked at this scene in shock, the head wolf of the Living Soul Realm didn't even take a blow, and the strength of the person carrying the coffin in his heart rose to an extremely high level.

He even suspected that the butcher would not be able to take three tricks against the person who carried the coffin.

"Keep up. ”

Yang Xiao came back to his senses in the cold tone of the coffin bearer, and hurriedly chased after him.

He had already dismissed the idea of running away, not to run away, but to die.

Or quietly succumbed to the obscenity of the coffin bearer.

The more he walked up the mountain, the more shocked Yang Xiao became, what kind of snow mountain is this, it is obviously a demon beast mountain.

Every time he walked for a while, he could feel a powerful momentum hovering around him, each of them was no weaker than the head wolf, this was simply a demon beast country.

The demon beasts on the mountain were much smarter than the snow wolves, and none of them came to trouble them.

He guessed that maybe it was the mountain that frightened the group of demon beasts.

Yang Xiao grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and the next moment, the movement on his hand stopped, pulled out the snowball, and there was a white cicada lying inside.

The cicada was no bigger than a thumb, and his movements woke up the sleeping cicada, who woke up from its slumber, opened its cute little eyes, and stared at each other, and the cicada let out a squeaky scream, and fled into the forest with eight wings.

Yang Xiao smiled, looking at the direction in which the snow cicada was fleeing, suddenly, his laughter stopped, and a pair of white eyes opened one after another in front of him, with different sizes, the largest being the size of a fingernail.

Hundreds of snowcicadas burst through the snowflakes and flew out, encircling them.

Yang Xiao hurriedly ran to the back of the coffin bearer, leaned on the coffin, and stabbed the cicada nest.

He felt several terrifying momentum in the snow cicada group, all of which were living realms.

"I'm here to see the Snow King. The coffin bearer put down the coffin, and an unimaginable momentum spread out from him, and the sound of snow cicadas around him suddenly stopped.

I saw four fist-sized, six-winged snow cicadas flying out, one of them screamed at the other three, and flew towards the top of the mountain.

Yang Xiao observed the surroundings, according to human customs, the higher they lived, the stronger their strength, and these snow cicadas could monopolize the top of the mountain, which meant that they were the kings of the snow mountain.

"Strange, how I feel colder and colder. Yang Xiao shuddered, he felt that the clothes on his body could no longer cover the cold around him.

The snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, and suddenly the snow stagnates in the air.

Yang Xiao only felt a flash in front of his eyes, a white-haired woman with ice muscles and jade bones appeared in the middle of the snow cicada, the white-haired woman was very beautiful, in his impression, only Dongfang Mingyue and Yang You'er could suppress her.

I saw the white-haired woman walking to the coffin, looking very sad, a tear down her beautiful cheek left in the air, affected by the cold, formed ice beads, and fell on the snow.

"Why are you here?" the white-haired woman asked inexplicably.

Yang Xiao looked at the person carrying the coffin, could it be that he came to see this woman this time, they wouldn't be thinking about it all the time, all kinds of thoughts appeared in their heads, and they couldn't stop.

"After a while, I'm going to the abyss, and the body of the cicada will be handed over to you. The person carrying the coffin also looked at the coffin, his eyes showing reluctance.

The white-haired woman waved her hand, and a group of snow cicadas flew up, carrying the coffin and flying to the top of the mountain.

"The cicadas have been sent back, and you are not leaving. "The white-haired woman has a very bad attitude.

"Leave when someone comes. The coffin-bearer's gaze fell on him.

Being watched by the coffin bearer, Yang Xiao felt that the coffin bearer and other people had something to do with him.

He said, "Who are you waiting for?"

There was a bad premonition in his heart, which could make the coffin bearer wait, and it had something to do with him, except for the old man, he couldn't think of a second person.

At this time, the white-haired woman's gaze also fell, and when she saw him frowning slightly, she slapped her palm.

Before Yang Xiao could react, he was slapped on the ground with a palm, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

I already had the urge to scold my mother in my heart, and sure enough, it was a woman who knew the person who carried the coffin, and she would do it if she didn't agree with her.

"The realm is low, and there is an ant, which is the second ancestor. The white-haired woman spoke mercilessly, her eyes full of disdain.

"Count the second ancestor, his grandfather is the king of war, by the way, you live in the snow all the year round, you may not know the name of the king of war, but the mad demon has always heard of it. The coffin bearer explained.

"What?" the white-haired woman said in a lost voice, "It's the mad demon who is called the three demons of the world by the world with you, after hearing that the mad demon is ruthless, killing relatives and killing himself, he has long lost his humanity, if this son is his grandson, with just one palm, the mad demon is afraid that he will exterminate all living beings in the Great Snow Mountain." ”

The words of the coffin man shocked Yang Xiao's heart, although he knew that the old man was very strong, but he didn't expect him to be the crazy demon among the three demons in the world.

Yang Xiao looked at the white-haired woman, his eyes were full of suspicion, he had lived with the old man since he was a child, who was the old man, he knew best, how could there be a white-haired woman who said it was so terrible.

The white-haired woman's emotions gradually calmed down, and she said slightly angrily, "What are you doing with the grandson of the mad demon?"

The person carrying the coffin looked up at the sky and said, "Chengshen, I have been trapped in the Immortal King Realm for hundreds of years, and my cultivation has stagnated.

I need a strong man who can break my flesh to fight me. ”

The white-haired woman frowned and said, "If you just break your physical body, there are many in the world, such as your master, why do you have to go crazy." ”

Yang Xiao was worried about the old man in his heart, and the person who carried the coffin was already very strong in his eyes.

But listening to the white-haired woman, he also has a stronger master.

The coffin bearer shook his head and said, "Because he cultivates the strongest fist in the world." ”

Yang Xiao felt a little speechless, in the past few days of getting along, he probably guessed that the person carrying the coffin was walking the way of becoming a god in the flesh, what is this, cultivating the strongest body, and being beaten the most.

He said: "You can stop chatting for now, if you want to use me to lure the old man over, do you want to ensure my safety first, and if you continue like this, I will freeze to death." ”

Since the white-haired woman arrived, he felt that his surroundings were getting colder and colder, as if the cold air emitted from the woman's body had brought the temperature around him lower.

"Little madman, follow me up the mountain. The white-haired woman walked up the hill, her attitude getting better this time.

Yang Xiao was powerless to complain, why did he suddenly have a nickname, and ran up.

The coffin-bearer followed behind, and the chains on his shoulders disappeared at some point.

Following the white-haired woman, the three of them came to a snow cave, and standing outside the cave, they could hear the sound of cicadas chirping from inside.

The appearance of the white-haired woman just now was too unexpected, he didn't react, and now that he thinks about it, the person who carried the coffin before asked the snow cicada to call the snow king, could it be that this woman is the snow king.

The white-haired woman walked in first, and Yang Xiao waited for the coffin bearer to go in before she followed.

The snow cave is very large, and the inside and outside of the cave are completely two worlds, and it is very warm inside.

There are a lot of crystals growing on the ground, and stalactites are on top of the head.

Suddenly, the woman in white stopped, and Yang Xiao probed over.

He was a little surprised by the scene in front of him.

Inside is a world of snow cicadas, with thousands of snow cicadas flying inside the cave.

Suddenly, there was a sound of wind in his ears, Yang Xiao reached out to catch it, and the cold, soft feel let him know that this was a snowball.

Turning his head to look, he saw the murderer, an eight-winged cicada the size of a thumb, and the appearance was somewhat familiar, this was not the little cicada he found in the snow.

When the little cicada saw him, it squeaked twice, and several snowballs appeared in the air and smashed towards him.

Yang Xiao chuckled, stepped out, appeared on the side of the little snow cicada, and grabbed its eight wings, and the latter struggled violently.

He poked the little snow cicada's head, in the cave, he didn't need to use his mana to resist the cold, and the little snow cicada seemed to have just been born not long ago, only the Qi Gathering Realm, and it was naturally not a problem for him to hold such a little snow cicada.

"If I were you, you would put Hachi down. The white-haired woman glanced at him, frightened him and let go of the little cicada.

I saw the little snow cicada escape from the clutches, waved its wings, flew to the white-haired woman, and rubbed it twice on her face, which looked quite like a child who was bullied and coquetted with her elders.

Yang Xiao is now completely sure that the woman in white is the Snow King in their mouths.

......

Follow the Snow King to the depths of the snow cave, and gradually see a cold ice house, looking up, the roof of the cave leads to the ground, and the sunlight without a trace of temperature shines down the cave entrance.

The little cicada lay on the Snow King's shoulder, her white eyes closed, and she seemed to have fallen asleep.

The Snow King looked at them and said, "Feel free to do so, I'll go to sleep first." ”

The coffin bearer frowned, Yang Xiao knew what he was worried about, there was only one room in the cave, and the Snow King did not prepare a room for them.

He walked out into the sun, stepped on the earth, and after a while, a bluestone house rose from the ground.

He reflexively said, "Do you want me to build you a room too, as long as you let me go back and don't fight with my grandfather." ”

The coffin bearer glanced at him, flew to the entrance of the cave, and sat down cross-legged on the top of the mountain, letting the wind and snow blow on him, his face unchanged.

Yang Xiao sighed, this matter was not something he could shake.

Walking into the bluestone house, he sat down cross-legged, ignoring the spiritual sea, he had been resisting the wind and snow during this time, and without using the earth vein crystal to cultivate, his spiritual sea had expanded to 210,000 li.

With a sigh in his heart, what about the 210,000 miles of Spirit Sea, he is not a small Condensing Sea Realm cultivator.

Take out the leyline crystal, run the Great Martial Scripture and start cultivating.

The top of the mountain was full of snow cicadas, and he had nowhere to escape if he wanted to, so it was better to take this opportunity to improve his cultivation.

Practicing the Great Martial Arts at night, wearing two fur coats during the day, barely able to withstand the cold on the top of the mountain, he practiced ascetic meditation not far from the cave.

As the days passed, he didn't know when the old man would come, on the one hand, he wanted the old man to come over to save him quickly, and on the other hand, he was afraid that the old man would not be able to beat the coffin bearer.

......

Yang Xiao crossed his knees outside the cave, attracting a wisp of cold qi into his body, and the next moment the cold qi was quickly killed by his mana in his body.

When he opened his eyes, there was a slight sadness between his eyebrows, and he felt that his ascetic meditation had reached a bottleneck, and he could never break through.

His right hand stretched out, and a flash of inspiration appeared, and a large knife appeared, which was an ordinary weapon, and I don't know which of his enemies put it in the storage ring, and it couldn't be sold.

Holding the big knife in his right hand, he slashed at his body with his backhand, and the next moment, the blade rolled up, and his body was not scarred at all.

The body has reached the peak of mortal soldiers, and further down is the body comparable to the lower grade spirit treasure.

Yang Xiao's gaze became firm, the way of the flesh is to live towards death, and if you don't put yourself in a desperate situation, you may never be able to break through.

He took off one fur coat, and the next moment, with a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes, he took off another fur coat as well.

The cold wind blew all over his body, and Yang Xiao hurriedly sat down cross-legged, using half of his mana to resist most of the cold.

Introducing a wisp of cold qi, fighting in his body, three breaths came, the cold qi was killed by mana, and his face was already blue at this time.

- Frozen by the cold wind.

frowned, because the physical body still did not break through.

"This can be regarded as living towards death, you still don't cultivate the physical body, if you don't have the heart of death, the way of the physical body will not achieve much success. The coffin bearer opened his eyes and looked at him, and said expressionlessly.

Yang Xiao had a struggling expression on his face, he knew what the problem was, but he didn't dare to act.

Life to death, also known as ten deaths without life, no mortal heart, where does the vitality come from.

Yang Xiao withdrew his mana to resist the cold wind, and his body trembled unobeyed.

"Kuti, he will die like this, if he dies in the mountains, the mad demon will definitely say that my snow cicada clan will be wiped out. When the Snow King came to the coffin-bearer, her face a little nervous.

"Don't worry, if something happens, I'll take it. The coffin man closed his eyes and said slowly.

Hearing this, the Snow King quieted down and looked at Yang Xiao.