Chapter 129: The Five Clans

"Brother Feng......"

The cold penetrated the body, and Feng Yi only heard Xu Junfang's cry of pain.

After only shouting like this, Xu Junfang had already turned his body with hatred and fled towards the southeast.

He had to, because the cold wave had rushed behind him. If he delays for a moment, he will surely follow in the footsteps of Feng Yi.

In the cold wave, how can you find a way to survive?

Just like the silver-backed fire-eyed ape, after seeing that Feng Yi was flown away, he still stood stupidly in place, holding his head high and showing a gesture of victory.

But he raised his head and puffed up his chest, and the cold wave had arrived.

The silverback fire-eyed ape could no longer move, its massive body had turned into an ice sculpture, standing in the midst of the ice-blue mountains and forests.

The wind blows, and the ice sculpture does not move.

I don't know if it's because the size is too large for the storm to blow, or because there is a stupid spirit of the silverback fire-eyed ape struggling frantically.

If the struggle had been useful, this terrifying cold wave would not have been called the greatest catastrophe in the West.

"Big brother, where is Brother Feng?" Qin Yueren greeted Gao Gang, and after looking at Xu Jun's room, which was covered with stained blood, he asked in a deep voice.

Xu Junfang lowered his eyebrows and was silent.

Qin Yueren staggered back a step, his face pale, and his lips trembled.

"Could it be...... He ......"

The three brothers and sisters have lost their minds for a long time.

Looking back at the northwest mountain forest, there is only ice blue. In the ice blue world, there are many ice sculptures, just like the scene in the picture, where can you tell which ice sculpture is Feng Yi?

It is also possible that the ice sculptures of their Fengyi brothers have been blown into crystal powder by the storm, scattered in all corners of the mountains and forests with the wind.

"Alas......"

The three siblings each lamented.

Qin Yue said: "The thief is really blind, a young hero like Brother Feng has not been able to escape this life and death catastrophe even when he arrives." ”

sighed, and the three of them walked down the hill with a full sense of loss.

Suddenly, a strong wind began in the south of the sky and blew to the northwest.

The dense fog that Fang Gang had just been forced away by the storm blew back, and once again returned to the Spirit Mist Mountain Range, wrapping the ice-blue world tightly, and from the outside, it was impossible to see the scene inside.

......

In the ice blue world, in the fog that was much thinner than before, Feng Yi struggled to get up.

He was not frozen by the cold wave, nor did he condense into an ice sculpture.

He was still safe, only because there was a blazing fire around him, dispelling the extreme cold that rushed towards him.

This fire is naturally emitted by the fire of life, and it also contains some power of the fire of life.

The power of life fire can burn the sky and the earth. There is nothing in heaven and on earth that cannot be burned with fire.

The result of the collision of the two extremes is that the fire of life is slightly superior.

Life wins, and Feng Yi is naturally safe.

But it's not completely safe, because the life fire has only metamorphosed and evolved once, and the fire energy it can emit is limited after all.

Feng Yi estimated in his heart that the fire qi of the life fire would probably be able to support himself to survive in the cold wave for two hours.

"Wow...... Quack!"

The strange sound of birds still came intermittently from the deep mountains, and Feng Yi heard it clearly.

He had the heart to rush out of the Lingwu Mountain Range to join Xu Junfang and the others, but as soon as his thoughts turned, his worries about Xiao Ash, his master, and Shen Xuan became more and more intense.

After thinking about it, in the end, I still couldn't put my own safety first. Feng Yi gritted his teeth, turned around and ran away into the deep mountains in the northwest direction.

"There are only two hours to go, and I have to find Ash and Master within that time. ”

The Heaven Opening Blade had already condensed into a huge ice sculpture, and the handle of the blade was tied with half a chain of dark iron.

After Feng Yi got up, he planned to pick up the Open Heaven Blade, but as soon as his right hand touched the hilt, he heard a "click" sound, and the five-grade Xuanbing with half of the Xuantie chain was all shattered into fine ice crystal powder.

The wind blew, rolling up the powder and flying it, some fell at Feng Yi's feet, and some flew far away, scattered in the ice carving forest, and it was difficult to find a trace.

The power of the cold wave once again stunned Feng Yi.

He was extremely fast, running like flying, and everywhere he went, all the ice sculptures were shattered into powder, and the road ahead was unimpeded.

It's just that the collar made of dark iron and the two-foot-long black iron chain are still hanging around the neck, swaying, clanging, and quite inconvenient.

Xuanxian is not a rare mineral, but it is a necessary material for refining Xuanbing, and it requires a lot.

For example, the Heavenly Blade, although it is a five-grade Xuanbing, most of the blade is forged from Xuaniron. It's just that there are some special and precious ore materials mixed in it, so the grade will be so high.

Although dark iron is not precious, it is extremely hard. It is the Xuan Cultivation of the Sea Realm, and if you rely on your own brute strength alone, it will be difficult to shake it away.

If you want to break the dark iron, there are only two ways. The first is to use at least seventh-grade Xuan soldiers to slash, and the second is to build a refining magic array, borrowing the power of the Heaven and Earth Fire Yuan to scorch and melt.

But whether it is the first method or the second method, it is something that Feng Yi does not have at this time.

Helpless, I had no choice but to wear a collar and let it ring.

After a while, I ran to the simple wooden house where I lived before.

The fog is light, and when you look up, you can see the scenery three or five miles away. Inside and outside the wooden house, everything is still the same, but it is no longer the main body, and everything has become an ice sculpture.

When the wind rises, the wooden house crumbles into powder.

In the crystal swaying, Feng Yi saw the stream that condensed into ice, and saw the fire that condensed into ice.

Even the faint flames on the fire condensed into ice sculptures.

The warmth is gone, and there is a dead silence.

Feng Yi frowned slightly, and heard the sound of birds chirping again.

Without hesitation, he followed the cry and ran towards the peak fifty miles away.

After a few moments, run to the bottom of the peak. The sound of birds chirping again, Feng Yi heard it clearly, and Xiao Ash's cry came from the other side of the peak.

With joy, excitement, and worry and uneasiness, Feng Yi jumped up and climbed the mountain.

He climbed cautiously, not because the mountain path was slippery and difficult, but because he was afraid that if he was too fast, the blackiron chain and the blackiron collar would collide and make a sound again, attracting the attention of the enemy on the other side of the mountain.

As for whether there will be enemies, Feng Yi is sure that there will definitely be.

Because the closer he was to the place where the birdsong was from, the more clearly Feng Yi could perceive that there was not only a fierce and fierce demonic aura coming out from the other side of the mountain, but also a series of extremely thick and powerful Yuan Force fluctuations.

There are enemies, and no less.

Originally, it only took half a pillar of incense to climb to the top of the mountain, and Feng Yi took two incense sticks of time.

The top of the mountain is full of withered grass and thorns, but they are all ice sculptures. Feng Yi crouched in the ice carved grass and looked down the mountain through the gap.

When I entered the eye, the first thing I saw was not a small gray, but a semicircular crimson Yuan Force barrier.

"It's an enchantment. ”

On the barrier, the crimson glow flowed, emitting a blazing fire that kept the cold wave out.

The range is very large, and the boundaries of more than ten miles in the valley under the peak are all shrouded in it. Like a huge bowl of the sea, upside down in the valley.

Maintaining the barrier were four old men with white hair, two men and two women, each dressed in red, and embroidered with a bright yellow fire cloud on the hem of their clothes.

Without asking, it can be known that these four men and women are not from the Jin Clan, but from the Fire Clan, which is tens of thousands of miles away from the western border.

Why are the Fire Clan people here? Feng Yi was not puzzled, because he had long known that the five clans were capable of rounding up demon beasts in the depths of the Spirit Mist Mountain Range.

It is the power of the five tribes, and naturally the five tribes have it.

It's just that what Feng Yi didn't expect was that the strange beast rounded up by the power of the five clans would be Xiao Ash.

But is it really Ash?

Feng Yi frowned, muttering in his heart.

Within the barrier, a huge golden eagle with a golden body is flapping its wings and ready to fly. Its eyes are blue, its golden feathers are shining, its gods are majestic, and its demonic spirit is furious.

The wings are spread out and are three feet long. The claws were as thick as an adult man's arms, and the tips of the claws burst out with cold light, looking several times sharper than the Heavenly Blade.

"This strange beast golden eagle, is it really a little gray?"

Feng Yi frowned, no matter how he looked at it, the golden eagle didn't look like a little gray.

He remembered clearly and truly, that Ash was a very obscene and shameless miscellaneous bird. Timid and small, he prefers to cause trouble. Whenever he made enemies with other birds, he would fly back to the medicine garden with a desperate cry and ask for help.

But when he took action to drive away the birds, Little Gray swept away his cowardice again, flapped his wings and flew away arrogantly, and continued to cause trouble.

Gray's feathers are gray and the size of a crow. Although the sound is somewhat similar to the sound of the eagle, but other than that, there is no place on the body that is the same as the eagle.

And, after three years, even if Xiao Ash grows up a little bit more than before, it is absolutely impossible for him to grow so big.

"Am I mistaken?"

Looking at the enchantment again, I saw that there were more than ten other people. Four old men in white robes, three men and one woman. The clothes were similar, all of them were white-trimmed and gold-trimmed, and a golden sword was embroidered on the hem of the clothes.

It should be the power of the Jin family.

The four old men in green robes should be the power of the Mu clan.

Four blue-robed old decayers, three women and one man, should be the power of the water tribe.

In the end, the four of them wore yellow clothes, and they were the great powers of the Tu tribe.

The five clans are all strong, the fire clan forms a formation to block the cold wave, and the other four clans and sixteen people use their magical powers to fight the blue-eyed golden eagle.

The four members of the Jin clan attacked, the four people of the wood tribe assisted, the four people of the earth tribe blocked the retreat of the golden eagle in all directions, and the four people of the water tribe fought while their lips were buzzing, as if they were chanting a mantra.

The water tribe is good at controlling beasts, and Feng Yi knows it. Seeing the four people chanting the mantra, they had already guessed that they wanted to use the beast control method and control the golden eagle.

The Golden Eagle is a high-level beast, and although the four members of the Water Tribe may not be able to control it, they will definitely be able to restrict its movements and affect its combat power.

Roaring into the sky, the golden eagle turned its head to look at the deep mountains in the northwest while fighting.

In the sharp eyes flooded with blue light, there seemed to be infinite worry.

"Luo Laosan, haven't you finished reciting a few mantras yet? If you can't control this blue-eyed golden eagle, Lao Tzu's four-pole Burning Heaven Array can't be sustained by the fuck. When the cold wave rolls in, we old bones will die. ”

Among the four elders of the Fire Clan, one shouted loudly.

"What is the urgency of your grandmother, this grandmother is the blue-eyed golden eagle of the prince of the Mu clan, an eighth-order beast, and she can control it if she wants to?"

Among the four elders of the water tribe, one of them responded loudly.

The two are all elders of the five clans, and they have been famous for many years, but when they talk, they frequently talk dirty, and they don't care about the identity of any master and power.

Feng Yi heard it sincerely, thinking: "The prince of the wood clan, an eighth-order alien beast?"

The name of the prince of the Mu clan, Feng Yi has heard of it.

On that day in Sanxuan City, he had gone to the Confucian Chamber of Commerce to buy a lot of information about the Heart Fire, and among the few Heart Fire Xuan Cultivators recorded in it, there was the Prince of the Mu Clan.

Who is the prince of the Kemu clan and what is his name, Feng Yi does not know, and there are not too many records in the information. Feng Yi only knew that he had befriended a strange man named Jiang Luohong as close friends, and disappeared with him between this world and the earth.

Looking at the scene again, Feng Yi was suspicious again, "This blue-eyed golden eagle is the servant of the prince of the Mu clan, why did the Mu people also come to round up......?

Thinking about it, he had concluded that the relationship between the prince of the Mu clan and the Mu clan was not good.

It can even be said to be very bad, otherwise, it is impossible for the Mu clan to come with outsiders to surround and kill the servants of their own young master.

"Alas, I think so much, the most important thing now is to quickly determine whether this blue-eyed golden eagle is a little gray or not. ”

My mood returned to normal, and I looked at the field again, but I saw the four elders and eight arms of the water tribe dancing together, and the lips buzzed more and more frequently.

As the spell exited, sixteen azure chains of Yuan Force flashed on the eight arms. As if inspired by something, after the sixteen Yuan Force chains left his body, they all shot towards the blue-eyed golden eagle hovering in midair.

The blue-eyed golden eagle seemed to be extremely afraid of the Yuanli chain, flapping its wings and flying diagonally, dodging left and right, and not confronting it head-on.

But as soon as it flashed to the east, a long sword with silver light suddenly shot out.

The golden eagle roared in the sky and turned back. Three more long swords stabbed at the other three sides, forcing it to the ground with its wings on the ground.

But before it landed, the dry and hard soil under the golden eagle's feet suddenly shook. The earth cracked, and four thick arms formed by the condensation of earth and stone quickly poked out, grabbing the golden eagle's feet and wings.

After landing, the golden eagle's reaction speed was not as agile as that of being in the air, and it failed to avoid the grasp of the earth arm.

The wings and feet were bound, and the Yuan Qi chain also climbed the body of the golden eagle at the same time.

"Drink!"

The four elders of the water tribe shouted in unison, and the golden eagle screamed sadly, wanting to struggle, but it was difficult to succeed after all.

The defeat has been decided, and the golden eagle's eyes are full of grief and indignation. Regardless of his own safety, he continued to turn his head and look at the northwest sky.

At a glance, the sharp eyes seemed to have found something in the ice carved grass on the top of the mountain, and the golden eagle's body was shocked and stunned on the spot.