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The Arctic Ice Sheet.

A land with an extremely vast border where humans and soul beasts coexist. According to the master's words, this is a "soul beast forest" that has never been truly explored by a soul master.

Tens of thousands of soul beast species live in this land, accompanied by countless tribes of all sizes, tribes of different bloodlines and gods, they have their own totems.

For example, the tribe where Guan Yun once stayed, their belief was a soul beast similar to an elephant...... White Mountain. Therefore, their tribe is also called the White Mountain Tribe by outsiders.

Children in the South will awaken their own martial souls through a ritual at the age of six, and similarly, there are such awakening rituals in the North, but they use the blood of soul beasts and the enlightenment ritual of the Great Sacrifice...... That is, to slaughter the child's body with blood and engrave the tribal totem to awaken the martial spirit.

"There are so many tribes in this Arctic Ice Field......"

Giving a sigh to his already frozen red hand, Chen Yang muttered softly. Along the way, they have encountered no less than ten tribes, the large ones can have tens of thousands of people, and the small ones are only about 100 people.

But they have one thing in common, xenophobia.

In the face of Guan Yun's powerful and terrifying army, even the tribes with a population of only 100 did not show the slightest timidity, but rather had a magnificent momentum of a fish dying and a net being broken, from top to bottom, old and young, everyone was staring at them with all kinds of strange weapons in their hands.

Guan Yun raised his hand behind him.

"Stop."

The flag bearer raised the flag of stopping, and after a moment of hustle and bustle, all the troops stood in place.

Too bad...... Guan Yun sighed inwardly, his troops lacked run-in, and they were far from being able to do the order and prohibition, but in terms of the current situation, it was thanks to the merits of Chen Yang and the other five commanders.

"Second master, shall we still bypass them?"

Chen Yang rode his horse to Guan Yun's side and asked.

"There's no hurry."

Guan Yun feels that this place is so familiar, like a wanderer who has been away from home for many years, if you ask him to recall what his hometown looks like, he may not be able to recall it for a long time, but when he really stands on that land, he will know it clearly...... It's home.

He has been here before, he has definitely been here, even if the landform of the Arctic Ice Sheet is not much different, but Guan Yun still insists on this idea in his heart.

"Chen Yang, bring people around here, and don't let go of any creature without my permission."

"Lu Dianhu, take your people with me."

Lu Dianhu, the thirty-seventh level soul venerable, the martial soul Yanhu, Zhang Tieshan's deputy, because Guan Yun left Zhang Tieshan in Yeyin City to garrison, all the soul masters who traveled this time were basically led by Lu Dianhu.

With that, Guan Yun rode his horse towards the tribe, and in the dark he had a feeling that this was his second home.

It's just that when he walked in, Guan Yun was disappointed, because the totem of this tribe was a bird, and it was definitely not the giant elephant of the Baishan tribe in his impression.

At this time, in front of the tribal gathering place, a group of people of old and young who were not covered were looking at him with a vigilant face.

Standing at the front was a man who was obviously much taller, and he was carrying a half-man-tall giant axe in his hand.

"You are not welcome here, you are not welcome here, if there is nothing else, please leave! Otherwise, we wouldn't mind letting you taste the wrath of the torture capital! ”

Penal capital? The name of this tribe as well as the totem?

Guan Yun burst out laughing, he had heard this tune more than once, but every time it was refreshing for him.

Sure enough, these guys will never use their brains when faced with something that can be solved with an axe, and they are angry? The sum of your own men and horses can already trample you to the ground, can you have any anger and draw a circle to curse me?

However, he soon stopped laughing, and a damaged stone lion in front of the tribe caught his eye.

Guan Yun stepped forward step by step, his face was full of disbelief, and this expression frightened the strong man to lift the big axe in his hand with a solemn face.

Lu Dianhu was stunned, the soul ring behind him appeared, and the rest of his subordinates didn't dare to delay when they saw that the leader had opened the soul ring.

The sky was already a little dark, but more than two hundred soul masters, more than four hundred soul rings that were either white or yellow, lit up the land vividly.

The strong man couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and by the way, he tightened the big axe in his hand, trying in vain to increase his courage, knowing that he watched Guan Yun squat down in front of the stone lion...... And then stabbed the stone lion in the ass?! Is this outside already a good mouthful?

It's it! Absolutely, yes! This is where the Baishan tribe once lived!

What the? Why is Guan Yun so sure, you ask? The reason is simple...... The eye behind the stone lion's ass was personally picked out by Guan Yun back then, and for this reason, he didn't have a big sacrifice and slapped his butt.

"Tell me...... Where did the White Mountain tribe go? ”

Guan Yun looked at the strong man in the lead, his eyes had turned into phoenix pupils under the extreme anger in his heart, and the huge power was wrapped around the strong man's whole body.

"White Mountain?"

The strong man was overwhelmed by the abrupt question, and he was shrouded by Guan Yun's momentum, so he didn't know how he should answer, but what did this guy who obviously came from outside want to find the Baishan tribe?

"What White Mountain Tribe? I haven't heard of it! ”

"You lie!!"

In a fit of rage, Guan Yun directly took out the Qinglong Glaive Knife, the tip of the knife pressed against the center of the strong man's eyebrows, and the slightest cold air penetrated from the tip of the knife into the strong man's skin, as if to remind him how sharp this knife was.

"This garrison originally belonged to the Baishan tribe, would you not know the existence of the Baishan tribe?!"

Guan Yun was not angry for no reason, even cannibalism was not uncommon in this Arctic Ice Field, let alone what would happen if one tribe captured another.

If the Baishan tribe had really been slaughtered by this criminal capital, then Guan Yun would never mind changing the color of the snow in this area today.

In the face of Guan Yun's pressing step by step, even though the strong man's feet had trembled slightly under the momentum of Zai Wushuang, he still gritted his teeth.

"The punishment will never betray any brother, if you want to beat, you will be beaten, and you will be crooked! If a person utters a word begging for mercy, the soul of the dead will forever be on the ice field, and there will be no way to return to the embrace of the punishment capital! ”

Guan Yun was stunned, but it was by no means stunned by the momentum that burst out of this strong man's death, but by what he said.

"Never betray a brother?"

Doesn't this mean that the Baishan tribe is still alive on this land?

That's why he hates this kind of stunned green, sitting down and talking about things that can be solved, and he is willing to give up if you have to do it to the death, is it so difficult to tell the truth?