After swallowing the blood cocoon in one gulp, the huge head of the Ancient Netherworld Blind Beast moved, and then it turned to the side and "looked" at the five hundred black-robed wolf riders who were galloping.

At this time, the five hundred wolf riders were still more than ten miles away from here, but they had already begun to encounter demon beasts.

From about fifteen miles away from the Great Wall in the north, demon beasts erupted from time to time in the snow.

All the demon beasts that appeared in front of the team's spear were all pierced by Yang Mingxuan's dragon spear, and their heads burst and died.

As for the demon beasts that appeared in the middle of the team or on the edge of the team, they were also harvested as soon as possible.

Along the way, only a handful of wolf riders were wiped out.

Yang Mingxuan, who is known as the first person in the Northern Realm to break the sky, is enough to take on the heavy responsibility of the spear of the Northern Realm, and the three thousand elites selected from the countless black robes under his command are all composed of ten-year veterans.

All of them had been stationed in strongholds outside the northern frontier in the middle of winter, and no one in the world was more tenacious than their vitality, and no one was more afraid of death than them, because in a sense, they were all people who had already died.

In the middle of winter in those years, in the strongholds outside the northern border, the figures of demon beasts wandering around, but they were never able to find one...

This is the nightmare of all the surviving soldiers stationed in the strongholds outside the north.

Unlike the new recruits or those who had not been stationed outside the northern borders, these soldiers who returned to the Great Wall alive after midwinter became the staunchest proponents of the demon reappearance theory.

So they train harder than anyone else, and in the routine lessons on how to deal with demon beasts in the north, they are undoubtedly the most serious and dedicated part, because they have seen it with their own eyes...

Armor, weapons, wolf riders, bows and crossbows, poisoned daggers, flying sleeves, boomerangs, these northern wolf riders are standard, and they haven't been updated for many years, but the equipment of this group of people is the latest and best to use, because they know that in the near future, they will definitely use it!

This day finally came, under the leadership of Yang Mingxuan, a veteran of the northern border for twenty years, the veterans suppressed for more than ten years, practiced hard for more than ten years, and finally broke out on the snow outside the Great Wall.

The blood-colored red flowers bloomed on their way, and it was the picture of the demon beast being killed.

"Left!" Yang Mingxuan, who was at the front of the team, made a call for the first time since he left the Great Wall, and his face was solemn.

He led the wolf rider to the left and the team followed him to the left.

"Right!" Yang Mingxuan shouted again, and the black-robed wolf rider began to advance in an S shape on the snow, and in those places where it was bypassed, a high-grade demon beast with a huge body appeared.

Under the leadership of Yang Mingxuan, the S-shaped advance route changed several times before it became the shape of 8, and the two high-grade demon beasts were besieged by five hundred wolf riders.

"Attack!" Yang Mingxuan gave an order.

Suddenly, a flying crossbow exploded like locusts, and all the crossbow arrows were diagonally upward, and the crossbow arrows that hit the demon beast did not enter the body of the demon beast, and the crossbow arrows that did not hit the demon beast also flew out of the 8 shapes, and they would not accidentally hurt any compatriots at all.

The experience of the veteran and ten years of hard training are vividly displayed at this moment.

Before the two huge monsters could react, they had already been shot into hedgehogs, and then the poison on the crossbow arrows began to attack, and the monster fell to the ground with a wail, and foul-smelling pus flowed rapidly from the wounds.

And the black-robed wolf rider has already run far away under the leadership of Yang Mingxuan...

Above the Great Wall, the Great Spell Master watched all this from afar, his eyes were full of relief, and he saw the two high-grade demon beasts crash to the ground under the 8-shaped attack formation he had developed, and finally nodded slightly.

The spear of the north is only suitable for attacking, and the vast snowfield beyond the northern realm is very suitable for spears to enter and exit.

Outside of this northern border, it's not just for the demon race.

The team finally approached the Ancient Netherworld Blind Beast, Yang Mingxuan looked at it from the beginning, and then gradually had to look up, and finally a trace of horror was born in his heart.

This monster...

As the commander-in-chief of the spear of the northern realm, he had never seen this demon beast in that thick encyclopedia of demon beast types!

The Great Spellmaster said that the demon beasts that were not in the book were already demon beasts that were beyond the power of manpower, and only cultivators could defeat them.

Of course, Yang Mingxuan can be regarded as a cultivator, but he is even more of a black-robed person, because most of his cultivation is cultivated in the northern realm.

And his fighting method has always been to train with demon beasts as imaginary enemies.

In his twenty years of life in the North, the cold wind did not blow the blood flowing in his veins, and in every training, every practice, and even in those dreams, he was fighting demon beasts.

His dream, his mission, and the meaning of his life is to fight monsters.

And his ideal is to defeat and kill the demon beasts that are not in the Demon Beast Encyclopedia, those powerful demon beasts that are invincible to mortals in legends!

He'd been here for so long that he often forgot what he had done to get sent to the North, and it didn't matter anymore...

Because the monster had appeared, because he had already tasted the taste of slaying the monster, and the taste made him excited and made him crazy.

Looking at this extremely tall demon beast with a body like a mountain, Yang Mingxuan gradually became excited, and the arm holding the dragon spear trembled slightly.

Suddenly, he raised his dragon spear and shouted, "Kill! ”

The black-robed wolf rider behind him separated with his order, and continued to outflank forward in a Y formation, while Yang Mingxuan himself rode the snow wolf under his crotch alone, dragging the dragon spear, straight forward.

Five hundred elite wolf riders surrounded the Ancient Netherworld Blind Beast and began to rotate around it, looking for fighters.

Yang Mingxuan came alone, and suddenly the Netherworld Blind Beast moved, only to see it open its bloody mouth and roar angrily at these uninvited guests.

When the sound came, the snow wolves immediately fell down and pressed their bodies against the snow, and those black-robed people all got down from the snow wolves as soon as possible, hiding their bodies behind the snow wolves, so as to weaken the impact of the sound.

Yang Mingxuan faced the rolling sound, the dragon spear in his hand was raised, and he suddenly jumped up from the tall snowfield giant wolf under his crotch, his feet were a little above the wolf's back, and the whole person spun and shot upward.

The huge sound wave was like a substance, sweeping the scene, Yang Mingxuan could not avoid the sound wave, his finger lightly wiped on the blood groove of the dragon spear, and the blood began to enter the dragon lance, and the black dragon lance gradually turned red after the blood flowed from the blood groove.

"Raging Dragon Strike!" When Yang Mingxuan reached the highest point, he happened to be on the chest of the Ancient Netherworld Blind Beast, and his body was as small as an ant in front of this demon beast.

A little red light flashed, and as the dragon spear in Yang Mingxuan's hand shot out, the red light shot straight forward, and the end of the red light was like a blood dragon roaring angrily!

The red light flashed away, and the roar of the angry dragon was also fleeting, blood hung out of Yang Mingxuan's mouth, but his eyes were full of crazy laughter, because his blow actually pierced the chest of this demon beast like a mountain! A bloody hole is revealed!