"Are you alright?" the group hurriedly asked.

Wang Xing shook his head, the effect of the green dragon's blood was revealed, and some small scars on his body were rapidly recovering.

"Look! what is that?!" someone exclaimed.

Wang Xing followed his gaze and looked into the distance, and it turned out that a huge hole had been exposed in the ice cave due to the collapse. In the middle of the large cave, there are light blue ice crystals flashing.

"These?!!! These ice crystals, which exude a light blue color, are all thousand-year-old ice crystals! It is extremely difficult to find thousand-year-old ice crystals in an ice cave, and I didn't expect them to be so many.

"Hmm?" In the depths of these thousand-year-old ice crystals, Wang Xing's eyes saw a small palm-sized ice crystal, and this ice crystal was nothing else, from which he could feel the extremely cold power of the 10,000-year-old ice crystal.

"Ten Thousand Year Ice Crystals! Ten Thousand Years Ice Crystals!hahaha!" The two monks went crazy and pounced on the ice crystals. Before he reached the land of ice crystals, he let out a burst of exclamations in vain. All of a sudden, the whole body was attacked by the cold, and they were all trapped in the ice and became icemen.

"What?!" The two remaining warriors around hurriedly retreated one by one, looking at the iceman who was trapped in the ice cave in amazement.

Wang Xing sensed it, and the power of these 10,000-year-old ice and thousand-year-old ice in the ice cave, not to mention a martial artist, even a giant beast could be frozen in an instant. Around the neighborhood, some of the critters were frozen.

"I didn't expect the cold power in the 10,000-year-old ice to be so strong!" said the old man who had spoken to Wang Xing before.

Wang Xing's whole body surged with bursts of martial spirit power, and he slowly walked towards the 10,000-year-old cold ice. Suddenly, streams of white ice gas rushed towards him, and a bone-chilling chill slowly rose from under his feet.

Bursts of ice power were gradually eroding the shield formed by his martial power.

"There's no way to go on like this!" Wang Xing said secretly in his heart. At this moment, the martial spirit qi on his body was already eroded by the cold ice qi and was about to disappear. With a whoosh, Wang Xing jumped out, and a small round white ice crystal appeared on the ground where he was standing.

"It seems that it is not so easy to get these ice crystals. One of the surrounding warriors said.

The 10,000-year-old ice crystals and the thousand-year-old ice crystals are gathered together, and there are so many of them, it is obviously extremely difficult to get hold of.

"The first thing is to destroy those thousand-year-old ice!" Wang Xing's mind moved, and his right hand slashed out the giant sword, and a sword roared towards the thousand-year-old ice block. The sword suddenly tore open the entire block of cold ice and shattered it with a blow.

Wang Xing felt that the icy power of these ice crystals around him had obviously decreased a lot.

"That's it!," the two warriors beside him said loudly.

At this moment, a whistling sound rang through the sky from outside the ice cave. With a whistling sound, the entire ice cave shook violently. At the same time, the ice cave began to collapse rapidly.

"Get out of here!" Wang Xing roared, and quickly rushed out of the ice cave with two warriors who were digging for ice crystals. Just outside the ice cave, there was a sound of collapse behind him. The entire ice cave disappeared.

Above the sky, more than a dozen people riding giant birds stared at the three of them with cold eyes.

"Ahh

The Ice Tribe is a people unique to the bitter cold land. These ethnic groups are also quite strong because they can withstand the cold, and it is said that some of the martial arts in them are also quite powerful.

"You, trespassing on our territory!" said one of the tribesmen, maneuvering the giant bird and flying towards the three of them.

Wang Xing and the remaining two warriors who were digging for ice crystals were tied up like rice dumplings and escorted away by the warriors of these ice tribes. After a period of violent winds, there were thousands of such huts in front of Wang Xing's eyes. In front of the hut, there were busy some people dressed in animal skins, and when they saw Wang Xing and the two warriors tied up with five flowers, they all stopped what they were doing for a moment and looked at them curiously.

This is the Ice Tribe.

The three of them were escorted to a rather large igloo, and several men riding strange birds greeted them respectfully.

"Patriarch, we've caught two foreigners who have entered our territory!" said one of the guards respectfully. The huge curtain of animal skins opened, and out of it came a burly middle-aged man. The middle-aged man glanced at Wang Xing and the other two, nodded, and then entered the igloo.

"Get in!" the guard shouted, pushing Wang Xing and the other two into the igloo. The furnishings in the igloo are extremely simple, with some bows and arrows hanging in the corner of the igloo, showing that the owner is a man who loves to hunt, and the skin of wild beasts is spread on the ground, exuding a faint fishy smell.

"These guys have dug a hole in our sacred mountain!" the guard yelled.

Only then did Wang Xing realize that the iceberg where he was before was the holy mountain of this icy nation.

"Patriarch, we don't know anything, and we still hope to atone for our sins!" Wang Xing saluted, and said respectfully. The two people around him also hurriedly apologized.

"I see, if that's the case, let them go!" the patriarch waved his hand.

When the guards heard this, they seemed to be a little reluctant, but they had no choice but to untie the ropes on Wang Xing and the others.

"Patriarch, in fact, I don't hide it, this time I came here for the sake of ten thousand years of ice. Wang Xing said it directly.

The patriarch was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "Young boy, all the martial artists who came here are for the 10,000-year ice. But this holy mountain is an indestructible holy mountain in the hearts of our people. You wait for this first time, forget it, if you want to come a second time, we won't be polite!" After speaking, a majestic martial spirit power in his whole body was unleashed.

Wang Xing was not afraid at all, straightened his chest, and continued: "Patriarch, if you can't get it, I won't be willing. Is there anything the patriarch needs to exchange? If so, it would be the best. He guessed that there must be 10,000 years of ice in this tribe. After all, this nation has been here for so long.

The patriarch showed a hint of amusement on his face, and then said: "In this case, there is a big matter that needs to be solved in this clan, if you can solve it, then I will personally present the ten thousand years of cold ice." ”

Wang Xing nodded and began to listen to the patriarch's explanation. It turned out that in this bitter cold land, there was a fierce beast, and this fierce beast could not be defeated with all the strength of the whole clan, and often came to harass its tribe. Therefore, as long as you can defeat this fierce beast and rescue the whole clan, you will be able to get ten thousand years of ice.

"What is this beast?" Wang Xing asked.

The patriarch sighed, shook it, and said, "When the fierce beast appeared, the wind and snow were combined, and the temperature plummeted. Even those of us who live here all year round can't stand it. And the most terrifying thing is that with a flick of your wings, you can destroy all igloos. ”

Wang Xing's mind began to think about these characteristics that he had seen in the book. The wings can make the temperature plummet, and the power is extraordinary. Many beasts can merge with these characteristics.

"When is the beast coming?" Wang Xing asked.

"Tomorrow night. The patriarch looked at the window inside the igloo with a worried look on his face.

The three of Wang Xing were arranged to rest in a Xiaoice house, and the two cultivators were obviously a little confused about his plan. Since they had already found the 10,000-year-old ice on the Holy Mountain, they only needed to sneak in to get it, why did they go around in such a big circle to help them?

Wang Xing did not explain, the two of them secretly left the tribe's igloo on the night of that day, and there was no trace of them since.

Early the next morning, in front of the patriarch's igloo, thousands of people gathered densely. These people are all members of the tribe, each member is male, with various weapons in his hands, and he looks like a great enemy.

The patriarch told Wang Xing that they had a way to deal with these beasts at the moment, but it was unknown whether they would be useful or not. This method is a kind of magic circle handed down from their clan, which requires some powerful martial artists to join, and some martial spirit power in Wang Xing's body is also what they need.

The patriarch pointed to the ground, where a dozen old clansmen were carefully drawing something.

Through some ordinary patterns, Wang Xing could probably guess that it was a magic circle, but he didn't know what kind of magic circle it was. It took a dozen people in the circle a morning to draw it. This is a rather huge circle circle, and on the top of each circle, there are dozens of concave places.

Under the instruction of the patriarch, some of the clan's martial artists with the power of martial spirits sat in the recess of the circular circle. Wang Xing is also because the power of the martial spirit is stronger, and together with the patriarch, he manipulates this huge magic circle.

The patriarch told him that in fact, he only needed to inject the power of his martial spirit into this magic circle. He was in control of everything else.

Wang Xing nodded, indicating that he understood. Time passed little by little, and when night fell, most of the children, women, children, and old people in the clan were evacuated to a deep ice cellar.

A sky-piercing roar rang from the dim sky. This sound was so loud that it directly woke up the little white in the Tiandilan bottle.

"It seems that there is a desire for a big war again!" Wang Xing said to Xiaobai secretly in his heart. The temperature around him plummeted, and the originally low temperature became even more chilling, and it was these people who lived here all year round who shivered violently.

"It's on!" the patriarch shouted, his hands reaching out towards the huge circle on the ground. Suddenly, rays of light rushed out of his hands and poured into the magic circle. All the martial artists in the surrounding clan also poured their martial spirit power into the magic circle one by one.