After stepping over the snow-capped mountains, what appeared in front of Wu Zhen was a dirty scene.

At the foot of Mount Everest, a large area is muddy, the snow has melted, the ice has melted, there are muddy water and shallow puddles everywhere, due to the low temperature, the muddy water has frozen, but it still retains the appearance of churning, a muddy yellow water splash blooms on the water surface, it seems, there was once a heavy rain here, the rain fell very violently, and it stopped quickly, and the cold reoccupied this place.

What shocked Wu Zhen the most was a very large and deep mud pit, and there was not a drop of water in it. Run's soil and gravel were frozen together, inseparable, there were two completely different breaths left in the pit, one of them was very familiar, Wu Zhen's own energy was very similar to this breath, full of evil, and another reason for familiarity was that the owner of this residual breath, he had encountered it, there was no doubt that this was left by King Jiang, and he had appeared here.

The other breath is relatively unfamiliar, but it makes Wu Zhen feel kind, this breath is stronger than the breath of King Jiang, it should be the breath of King Zheng, and the King of Zheng who is stronger than King Jiang, that is the King of the City, they may have just left, but the king-level strength is strong, and they can rush to the other side of the planet in a short time, and Wu Zhen can't find them.

Wu Zhenneng could guess what was probably going on here, the two kings had fought here before, but in the end, they had not decided the winner, but they might have started a new round of battle on the other side of the world now.

The ice generals have no breath, let alone breath remaining, so Wu Zhen couldn't guess that the ice would come out of here.

With the ice general, after going around the top of the pit a few times, Wu Zhen sighed and left here, Mount Everest is too cold, Wu Zhen has no intention of going up for the time being, the four kings are nowhere to be found, he can't even help, but as long as these ice generals are dragged down, it should be considered a good help!

The ice generals don't know that they are tired, and their strength is not consumed, Wu Zhen is a little worried about his safety, although he is strong, there is always the possibility of being consumed, and besides, he will be tired and want to rest, although at this point, the interval between rests is stretched extremely long, but he will always be tired, when the time comes, the ice generals will definitely rush up, at that point, what should he do?

This problem is not too difficult to solve, Wu Zhen has already thought of a less mature method, that is, to take them to a desolate place, and then speed up, after getting rid of the ice generals, seize the time to rest, and then take advantage of the fact that the ice generals have not yet encountered humans, rush back, and continue to take the ice generals around, the flaw of this method is that the ice generals have no breath, and Wu Zhen wants to find them again, it may be a little difficult.

You definitely can't go to the east, there are too many people there, and the aliens are also dense, Wu Zhenke doesn't dare to hide somewhere to rest, and then let the ice generals wander around on that battlefield, he can only be in the west, and the ice generals can only be in the west.

During the move, Wu Zhen glanced at Mount Everest a few times and left immediately, and the ice generals followed him obediently, like a group of unsmiling bodyguards.

Running to the south for more than half an hour, Wu Zhen was tired, no matter who it was, he would be tired if he was in such a hurry, it was less than a day, he was a little unbearable, the energy was fine, there were more than sixty percent left, mainly mental fatigue, this way, he couldn't do anything, he could only run, very tired.

After being chased for more than an hour, when Wu Zhen felt that he wanted to give up, some voices finally appeared in his perceptual range, and it was the voice of a living creature.

Wu Zhen restrained his breath and leaned over with the ice generals.

On the top of a snow-capped mountain less than a thousand meters above sea level, there was a tall predator with a snow-white body and thick limbs. Strong, with two long curved horns, a pair of dark red eyes turned slightly, no matter what he saw, there was a murderous aura looming.

It was a violent predator looking at a snowdrift at the foot of the mountain, and there was a red ring of frozen blood around the snowdrift, showing how unusual this snowdrift was.

In the snowdrift is its food, covered with snow and ice, it can last longer, no one has taught it this, but it just understands it, because it is smart, at least it thinks so.

After half a day's rest, the murderous aura in its eyes became even stronger, and when it woke up, it was time to eat.

A low roar kicked off the prelude to eating, and also paved the way for the next hunt, the roar is the best bait, there are always some things that are not self-sufficient stupidly rushing over, volunteering to become its next prey, there are many such stupid things, and they have been piled up into a mountain.

The predator galloped down from the mountain peak and rushed to the snowdrift, and with a flick of his paw, the snow on the outer layer of the snowdrift scattered, and the corpses of the predators rolled out one by one.

It trampled on the predators with its claws, picked one that was more eye-catching, and then opened its bloody mouth and bit it.

Fangs crush the bones of food, and a crisp sound echoes all around.

The predator eats very quickly, one is a matter of habit, and the other is that the prey will come at any time, and he can only use more powerful means to destroy the prey by eating first.

A few minutes passed, and the predator chewed the last bone, looked at the food on the ground with intent, and finally resisted the desire to seal them again with snow, when it suddenly realized that something was wrong, raised its head, and looked into the air.

In the air, a human being was going in circles, a big circle.

Dozens of ice-like things follow humans in circles.

The predator was very confused at first, and then suddenly realized something, and tried to perceive the air, but found nothing, there was nothing in the air, how is this possible? They are right above their heads, how can they not feel it?

As an intelligent predator, it is aware of the problem, and only by being stronger than itself can it avoid its own perception, and that what can fly should be stronger than itself.

Escape!

The predator stepped on the freshly sealed snowdrift and sped away.

The snowdrifts collapsed, and one by one the dead predators rolled down.

Wu Zhen looked at the predator who was running fast, and pouted, this speed is too slow, not even the god-level limit, but yes, there are not many lives that can reach the limit, not to mention that this is already the junction of the ice field and the snow-capped mountains, and the strength of the xenomorphs is also lower.

Wu Zhen was about to chase this predator, but the ice generals behind him suddenly changed direction and ran up hulala, giving up Wu Zhen's goal and chasing and killing the predator.

"Interesting!"

Wu Zhen figured out some things, and took advantage of this to understand more about the ice general, and couldn't help but smile and say.

The ice will gradually move closer to the predators.

Wu Zhen also picked up his speed and followed behind the seventy-five ice generals.

(To be continued.) )