Thousands of miles away in the wild land outside the Guan, there is a majestic giant mountain, said to be a giant mountain because this mountain is too huge, spreading thousands of miles of mountains, towering peaks, all belong to this name ---- Baitou Holy Mountain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The holy mountain is a respectful title from these races outside the border, this Baitou holy mountain is rich in products, the Baisha River originating from the holy mountain is to nurture tens of millions of creatures along the river, the word Baitou is the name of the image of this huge mountain, just look at the huge holy mountain under the mountain and the mountainside is wooded, emerald green, the top of the mountain into the clouds is covered with snow white, how at a glance it looks like a small white hat covered on the mountain, quite interesting.

What's even more interesting is that on the top of the mountain, in addition to the ice and snow, there is also a scorching crater and a bottomless hot spring pool, at this moment, several gorgeously dressed people accompanied an old man with crane hair and childish face, they sit on the edge of the hot spring pool, most of their bodies are immersed in the hot spring water, only one head is left to breathe on the surface of the water, and for a moment the old man with crane hair and childish face has a gleam in his eyes, looks into the distance, and mutters to himself, "I didn't expect to use that thing so soon, it seems that I will soon have to go there myself." ”

"Elder, what's wrong with you. A middle-aged man next to him asked suspiciously and with concern

"It's nothing, it's just a little mundane. After that, the old man jumped out of the hot spring pool, stood firmly on the ground with an extremely vigorous posture that did not fit his age, and slowly walked to a pavilion not far away, at this moment there was a hot pot in the center of the pavilion, steaming, and the food in it was constantly tumbling, obviously who was already cooked.

The next few people also came up in turn, but compared to the old man just now, their movements seemed sluggish, and what was even more surprising was still to come, the old man came out of the hot spring pool, casually changed into a single shirt, sat up and drank while eating hot pot and beckoned the others to come. I saw that the other people hurriedly took off the soaked undershirt just now and replaced it with a good cotton robe and a coat made of fox fur, which looked extremely warm, even then they were cold all the way and cowered in the small runway pavilion, gulping down the hot rice wine and eating the hot food.

"Elder, don't you feel cold at all. "It's not that these people don't have martial arts cultivation in their bodies, they are basically in the innate realm, but the top of this holy mountain is extremely cold, even if they use their innate power to resist, they feel extremely cold, seeing that the great elder looks extremely chic, a person who looks relatively young asked suspiciously

"Oh, why, you feel cold, alas, you are all a group of young people, how can you be more afraid of the cold than an old man like me, it really shouldn't be. The old man said with a smile

"Great Elder, your cultivation is to reach the sky, and our cultivation is shallow, which is not as good as your old man. Another young man said

"Hahahahahaha, that's the case, this holy mountain top is indeed extremely cold, it's normal for you to feel cold when you don't get home, you must work hard to cultivate after you go back, don't slack off." The old man said

"Follow the instructions of the elders. Everyone immediately said respectfully

"Well, that's it, seeing you like this, I'll block the cold wind for you. The old man looked at the crowd wearing extremely warm fox coats and cotton robes, eating hot wine and hot food

I didn't see any movements of the old man, I saw that his face was red, his body was slightly shocked, and the hot true qi emanated from his body, enveloping the entire pavilion, and for a while the whole pavilion was as warm as spring, and it was still extremely cold and snowy outside, which made everyone extremely grateful and amazed.

The battle on the battlefield is not over, the Shuke shaman took out a purple silver bell, the qin shook clearly, the pleasant bell remembered briskly, so that everyone present couldn't help but think of the past, and the movements in their hands couldn't help but listen, under the city wall, although it was a little far away, but the bell still came, and the sergeant of the Ming Kingdom was stunned, falling into memory, although Lu Ming was prepared when the Shuke shaman took out the treasure, but he was still hit, fortunately, a sergeant next to him was ecstasy when the knife in his hand did not hold it and fell, stabbed Lu Ming's foot, a big hole blood flowed, and the ensuing severe pain woke up instantly, to his great rejoicing.

Scanning the surroundings, except for the people who could hear in front of them, even the soldiers who couldn't hear at the back seemed to feel this state, confused and overwhelmed. Feeling extremely anxious and angry, Lu Ming snatched the drumstick of the person in front of him who had fallen into a state of ecstasy, and beat the snare drum vigorously, and at this moment, he couldn't care about the previous agreement not to beat the drums of the attack without authorization. The drum rumbled, and the soldiers who had already memorized the drum to their bones reacted instantly, and when they understood why there was no return, they broke out in a cold sweat, and their hearts were unsettled, and there was fear and panic in their eyes when they looked at the head of the city, which made Lu Ming very worried.

"Advance, attack, and save General Song. Lu Ming roared angrily, and he couldn't care much about it at the moment.

At this moment, looking at Song Jinquan who was in a life and death crisis, Shu Ke Shaman smiled and said nothing, but he didn't make a move, and he also prevented others from stepping forward to do it, Shu Ke Shaman, who knew the characteristics of the divine soul, had already planned, he wanted to completely take away the divine soul of this innate warrior peak master as a new sacrifice for his dark soul heart lamp, which could make the level and power of his treasure go to a higher level, at this critical moment, he had to look at him carefully, so that Song Jinquan's divine soul would not be injured or damaged by himself.

Song Jinquan, who was also caught in the memories of the ecstasy, looked passionate and excited, and suddenly his body moved, and the red sword light like fire danced with it, and everywhere he passed was a sea of fire, and everyone avoided it again and again, just when Jin Nanhai was about to subdue him, Shuke Shaman spoke,

"General Jin, don't worry, you see that he has now been hit by my ecstasy ringtone, and he has no clear consciousness, and at this moment he is just recalling the scenes of previous battles or exercises. Shuk Shaman said

"Hey, sure enough. Jin Nanhai looked carefully, only to see that although Song Jinquan's eyes were open, he had no charm, his gaze was dull, his body was martial but there was no goal, he was obviously in a trance, but it was a pity that a congenital fierce general who commanded an army of nearly 100,000 was so easily fascinated by people, and even was about to be taken away alive as a sacrifice.

"Master Shuke, I admire you, look at what those soldiers who are about to attack the city will do. Jin Nanhai also has to admire these shamans at this moment.

"This is easy to do, arrange the formation, and use the power of the formation to strengthen the ecstasy ringtone, so that it doesn't take a soldier, a gun, a sword, to fascinate the tens of thousands of troops below. Shaman Shuk was also complacent at the moment.