Snow without a trace also feels the characteristics of the snow mist forest storm, the natural wind is unpredictable, sometimes the wind is strong, sometimes the wind is small, and there is even an intermittent time.

On the first day, Xue Wuxian was just rough running energy, but today Xue Wuxian carefully analyzed the characteristics of the storm anytime and anywhere, saving his physical strength as much as possible, and this effort Xue Wuxian was not in vain, he only used his fighting spirit to survive the whole day. Vertices

The old magician saw it, just nodded secretly, and said nothing. The second day, the third day, the fourth day, until the fifth day, Xue Wuxian became more and more proficient in the use of the fighting qi in his body, Xue Wuxian believed that in just a few days, it was almost as good as his month's practice, Xue Wuxian had no complaints in his heart, but hoped that this journey would be longer.

However, the end came after all, and the advancing snow without a trace suddenly felt that the old magician stopped, he was stunned, looked up, and could vaguely see the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance, looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, the old magician sighed deeply, and muttered: "Finally here!"

And at this moment, Xue Wuxian also caught up with the old magician, there was a look of doubt in his eyes, it was obvious that the old magician had a trace of sadness about this place, could it be that he had been here before?

Glancing at Xue Wuxi, the old magician said lightly, "Let's go! We have come to the settlement of the Ice Clan, and I believe they have discovered us." ”

"What? found us? How is it possible?" Xue Wuxian couldn't believe it, the strength of the old magician naturally went without saying, even the masters of the Martial Saint Realm couldn't find him, as for Xue Wuji, at least in the face of the martial arts powerhouse, he wouldn't fall into disadvantage, saying that they would be discovered by others was just a joke.

The old magician just smiled and didn't explain anything, but soon Xue Wuxian was relieved, and several figures suddenly flashed hundreds of meters away from them, heading straight for them, and at the same time, Xue Wuxian felt a chill in the air attack him, like an ice blade, directly locking on himself.

After a few seconds, the five white-clothed figures had already reached a distance of tens of meters between the old magician and Xue Wuji, and then stopped and stared at the two people opposite, their eyes full of vigilance.

Xue Wuxian looked at it without a trace and the five people in front of him had protruding cheekbones and huge faces, not the image of a thin man he usually saw, but

They were almost all nearly two meters tall, and Snow Traceless and the Old Wizard looked much shorter in front of them.

Seeing Xue Wuxian quietly raise his fighting spirit, the old magician shook his head slightly, with a smile on his face, and said loudly: "Friends of the Ice Clan, we didn't have any malice when we came here, we just came to visit the noble patriarch, this is a token!"

As he spoke, the old magician pulled out a piece of parchment from his bosom, on which were densely written tadpole-like words.

Xue Wuxian is sure, it is not the common text of the Canglan Continent, it must be the unique text of the Ice Clan!

A breath of frost held up the parchment, and the people of the Ice Clan led by him carefully examined the contents of the parchment, and then he nodded to the few people behind him, indicating that the token was not fake.

The expression on his face softened a lot, and the person of the Ice Clan led by him spoke in a non-standard Balodi Chinese: "Two of you, please come with me!"

Then he turned and headed for the tribe not far away.

Following behind them, Xue Wuxian quietly asked, "Old Immortal, how did you know that they found us just now?"

Sighing, the old magician said slowly: "It's a very simple question, this is where they grew up, and any stranger who approaches will be discovered by them, and I don't know what method to use." ”

"So, what about the chill they released just now?" Xue Wuji continued.

"This is going to talk about their cultivation methods, living in the northernmost part of the Snow Mist Forest, the Ice Clan's cultivation is their clan's unique Frost Fighting Qi, and with the environment here, it is even more powerful, here, it is best not to conflict with the people of the Ice Clan, otherwise it will ......"

The old magician didn't say any more, but Xue Wuji already understood that here, outsiders were meat on the anvil to be slaughtered! From the foot of the mountain, there was only a steep path...... It may not be called a "road", but the terrain of this section of the mountain is not as steep as in other places.

The five members of the Ice Clan walked in the front, their white clothes fluttering and their steps were brisk, while the old magician and Xue Wuxian were behind, but Xue Wuxian was more difficult.

After all, the old magician is strong, and a simple wind trick can be done. After about an hour, the mountain road suddenly opened up and led to a large natural platform.

The platform is as if someone has cut off the mountain peak, forming a natural area of land hundreds of meters wide.

Walking to the platform, the snow looked back without a trace, and there was already a vast expanse under the mountain, and it was only halfway up the mountain, and the storm had already raged a lot, and the chill in the bottom of the heart was really uncomfortable.

Across the platform, in the distance, about a kilometer away, was another mountain.

And between the mountain peak and this platform is an empty and esoteric canyon! Standing on the edge of the cliff, I only feel the smoke and waves under my feet, a sea of silver, ice and snow flying all over the sky, and the wind gusting. And if you look closely, there is actually an iron cable about the thickness of a human arm, connecting the two ends!

The people of the Ice Clan glanced at the old magician and Xue Wuxi, and then stepped on the iron rope without looking back, just when Xue Wuxian was puzzled, the old magician spoke: "Let's go, this is the only bridge." ”

First, I strolled up the iron rope.

Helplessly, he rolled his eyes, and Xue Wuxian had no choice but to carefully embark on this "road".

Although it was just an iron cable, under the gusts of wind, it was constantly rippling, but the people of the Ice Clan were actually walking on the ground, and on the iron cable, their bodies seemed to fly forward.

Even though the wind blew so much that people couldn't open their eyes, the body of this Ice Clan man was not strained at all.

The old magician still relied on magic to move forward easily, and Xue Wuxian measured it in his heart, if in normal times, flying with wind control techniques, there would naturally be no problem, but under this overwhelming wind, it was difficult to say.

In the face of the violent winds of nature, he did not have the taming skills of an old magician.

Who knows, after waiting for a mountain peak below, he found that this peak is not the end, and there is a cliff in front, and in the distance, it is the same subway cable bridge, which is connected to the next peak!