The power of the laws of space that seemed to flow slowly in the passage was like a storm full of irresistible power, no less than the impact of the explosion of the origin of the Secret Realm of the Moon, and Li Xuan was swept towards the exit of the passage.

"Whew!It's good to be useful, otherwise it's going to be difficult!!"

As his body crossed the barrier, Li Xuan's tense heartstrings loosened slightly, but he still didn't dare to relax his carelessness.

Even if Li Xuan's cultivation had reached the middle stage of the War Emperor at this moment, in this extremely violent spatial passage, he was still like a small sapling in a stormy manner.

As if centuries had passed, Li Xuan's whole body seemed to fall apart, and he finally reached the exit before he almost reached his limit.

After some tribulation, Li Xuan was not without gains, in addition to returning to the land of Vientiane, after the baptism of the storm of the law of space, the power of the demon yuan once again absorbed a large amount of energy.

Li Xuan opened his eyes slightly, and saw clearly that the trace of good mood that had just sprung up in his heart in front of him was suddenly gone.

At this moment, Li Xuan was above the Nine Heavens Clouds, and below him was a land of blue sea and white glaciers.

The actual area of the glacier land below is huge, just because Li Xuan is at an altitude of 10,000 meters, it looks small.

"What is this place?"

Li Xuan was puzzled, at least Zhongzhou, Nanling Beast Domain and other large states were by no means this kind of landform, even the Northern Continent was only in the northernmost part of the territory, which was very close to the periphery of the Endless Sea, and there were endless glaciers.

The entire ground is covered by glaciers, and I am afraid that only the land of Vientiane to the north is such a desolate land of ice and snow.

This is not the most critical, Li Xuan found that his body was out of control and was rapidly falling down.

Returning to the land of Vientiane from the void space, the power of the law was disordered, and a large amount of energy swept away, causing the body to need a certain amount of time to adapt, Li Xuan believed that pranayama would return to normal after a period of time.

But the problem is that Li Xuan is now high above the nine heavens, and he can't control his body at all, so he can only fall freely.

Li Xuan's physical body could no longer be measured by ordinary people's eyes, but it was obviously impossible not to get injured after falling from a height of thousands of miles.

If there is any accident at the place where it fell, I am afraid that this journey will not be so easy.

Li Xuan looked at the layers of clouds below, as well as the glacial land that showed part of the landform through the gaps, and could only smile bitterly and shake his head.

"Anyway, I'm finally back, the land to the north is to the land of the north, it's not too far from the North Continent, and there will be a way to go back to Zhongzhou after all."

Li Xuan had to sigh that fate had made people, he was forced by the demons to go away to Zhongzhou, and now he came back in a circle.

He also had a sub-array with four four-elephant array disks teleportation array, and he might be able to use it to teleport back to the Xuanmen.

It's just that the land to the north is too far away from Zhongzhou, one is in the extreme north of the land of Vientiane, and the other is at the central and southern ends, and there is still an endless sea in between, Li Xuan can't be sure if the Four Elephants Teleportation Array can bring him back to Xuanmen.

Back then, the Xuanmen could be teleported to Zhongzhou, but the power of the main array of the Four Elephant Array could only be teleported once.

With the sub-teleportation array of the Four Elephant Array Disk, Li Xuan really didn't have much confidence.

"Let's land safely first, I hope I don't have a face on the ground. ”

Li Xuan muttered a little bitterly, his body regained a little consciousness, but it was still far from being able to move.

The body descended uncontrollably, and the glacial land below was closer.

Bang!

A thunderclap exploded in his ears, and Li Xuan's face became more and more helpless...

"No, it's not that at this time, the thunder is coming... ”

Li Xuan barely twisted his stiff neck, and his eyes didn't even need to be turned to the limit, he could see that a large area of jet-black thunderclouds was gathering in the sky behind him.

Apocalypse!

Li Xuan's strength increased greatly, and his realm cultivation broke through to the realm of the War Emperor, and even reached the middle stage of the War Emperor, but because he was in the void world, the Heavenly Tribulation naturally could not come.

Even if Li Xuan entered the small world of the crippled spirit beast bag, because it was not enough to be called a real small world at all, there was naturally no thunder tribulation.

Only when he returns to the real world will Li Xuan summon the Heavenly Tribulation, and it will be menacing.

Li Xuan's mood was very depressed, and the good mood that had just returned to the land of Vientiane was instantly blown away, and he could only try his best to restore control of his body with a bitter face.

To the north, in addition to the snow-white ice fields, there are endless glacier mountains.

The extreme cold and thin aura of heaven and earth made the land of the north inaccessible, except for a few sect forces that majored in the ice system, very few monks were willing to stay here all year round.

However, in the heart of an ice field with a radius of thousands of miles, strange buildings stand tall and tall, and the constant flow of people is busy coming and going.

It's just that the expressions of the busy monks on the ice field are not relaxed, and numbness occupies their eyes.

Above their heads, a group of pitch-black demons flew from time to time, letting out a heart-stopping roar.

These human monks who were enslaved by the demons, judging from their robes and dresses, came from different sects, without exception, their hands and feet were shackled, and they were forbidden to work day and night against the bitter cold.

Deprived of true qi, the monk's resistance to the cold is not much stronger than that of ordinary mortals, especially in the ice and snow, continuous work, only a short two or three hours of rest every day, and the load is extremely heavy.

Heavy slavery makes people numb to life, or become a cold corpse.

The enslaved monks seldom spoke, and when they saw too many of their compatriots die of fatigue and cold, their hearts were already in despair.

A thinly robed teenager shivered with cold, pushing a minecart much heavier than his own on a rugged mountain road.

He didn't dare to stop, and if anyone dared to stop for a moment, he would immediately be caught up by the patrolling demons and whipped him.

Without true qi, a whip is enough to cut him off, and stopping means death.

The demons don't care about life and death, they have a large number of imprisoned Terran monks, and if they die, someone will replace them immediately, and they don't worry about the progress of the project being affected at all.

In the minecart pushed by the young man, a cart of special minerals was piled up, which was as black as ink and emitted a foul smell.

Countless miles of deep under this pure white glacier were full of this special mineral, which he had never been anywhere before.

From time to time, there were screams around, and the screams were terrible, rapid and short.

Anyone who screams is a person who can't stand it, and as long as they stop, they will immediately be killed by the demons.

The speed at which the demons harvest their lives is very fast, and the dead can no longer make a sound as soon as they open their throats and scream.

The boy squeezed the last bit of strength in his body, and finally pushed the minecart to the edge of a high cliff, next to which stood a pitch-black tower, and puffs of pitch-black smoke rose from the top.

With all his strength, the boy poured a cart full of minerals into the tower, adding smelted substances to the tower.

In addition to the boy's location, the tower has nine floors, each with nine holes, each of which is handled by a slave who transports minerals.

While pouring the minerals, the boy finally gained a moment's pause, staring blankly into the distance.

As far as his eye could see, there were such tall black towers, densely packed and countless on this ice field within a radius of thousands of miles.

A thick stream of black water flowed from the base of the black tower, flowing down a rugged channel into an even larger building.

In addition to transporting the pitch-black minerals, others transported wagons full of corpses to the Demon Cave Mansion filled with the smell of blood.

Demon caves are all over the edge of the ice field, and truckloads of Terran corpses are sent in, and newborn demon seeds are reborn in the blood pool, letting out a terrifying howl.

It's like an infernal hell here, and those who come in can only wait for death, and then become the nourishment of the demons.

A hundred miles away, a team of cultivators composed of more than thirty people was hidden in the crevices of the glacier river.

The glacier meanders for tens of thousands of miles, and the river channels on both sides are like cliffs, and the cliffs in the river are all ancient ice, as cold and smooth as a knife.

Such crevices are common in the river, and if you don't search carefully, you won't be able to find this group of people at all.

"A hundred miles further is the destination, the Glacier Cave, and now there is another storm outside, let's take shelter here for a while. ”

In the middle of the group, a middle-aged monk said to a woman with a cloak covering her face beside her.

Storms were very common here, and this team of cultivators who had come all the way from the North Continent had seen such storms along the way.

The white cloak obscured her face, but it still couldn't hide her abrupt figure.

The woman lifted her cloak and mask, revealing an almost perfect profile of her face and delicate lips.

She looked at the storm outside, turned to the middle-aged monk and said, "Order, rest on the spot, and set off as soon as the storm is smaller." ”

The accompanying group of cultivators were relieved, they had traveled for several months, even as cultivators felt tired, and immediately sat down on the ground when they heard the order to rest.

They moved cautiously, lest they make too much noise.

The demons occupy almost the entire Far North, and the slightest mistake in their territory could cause serious trouble.

"In this cold and snowy world, we can't use flying weapons in order to hide our tracks, and we have to be on guard against the demons all the time, when will this day be the end!"

The monks rested on the spot, most of them entered the practice in silence, and only a few communicated in mutually recognizable voices.

"But no, I really want to be in the room now, holding a beauty, drinking hot wine and eating spiritual meat!"

Another white-robed monk said that tasting food was a great pleasure for some monks, especially in harsh conditions.

"You are content, we have no danger all the way here, we are very lucky, if it falls into the hands of the demons, let you know what real misery is!"

The blue-robed monk who had spoken earlier looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he mysteriously said to the two companions beside him, "Do you know where the name of the Glacier Demon Cave came from?"