Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Cold Lake of the Dragon
The third-order wind and snow demon wolf couldn't stop the little overlord Li Yuanba's hammer, just when Leng Zhuo was surprised, Li Yuanba had already walked out of the cave with an eight-sided drum urn golden hammer, and when Leng Zhuo reacted, Li Yuanba's figure had disappeared at the entrance of the cave, and it was said that the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, although Li Yuanba's arms had the power of four elephants, but the body was flesh and blood, and the wind blade and claws of the wind and snow demon wolf were not vegetarian.
Without Leng Zhuo's orders, Zhao Yun had already caught up with Li Yuanba, Leng Zhuo came back to his senses, and hurriedly walked towards the entrance of the cave, although he didn't have much combat power, but the spear spirit obtained from Wang Ruotong could still come in handy, but before he walked into the cave tunnel, a strong smell of blood came to his nose.
Although he has been accustomed to the smell of blood in this cave in the past two days, it still makes Leng Zhuo's stomach burst of acid reflux at this moment, and in the cave tunnel, the corpse of the wind and snow demon wolf is paralyzed on the ground, and there is a bleak howl of the wind and snow demon wolf who is lucky to still have breath, and the back half of his body is almost broken, and the miserable situation looks a little hairy in his heart.
Forced to vomit and came to the outside of the cave, breathing in the cold air around him, he finally made his body more comfortable, but when he looked up, it was Li Yuanba and Zhao Yun who were one-sidedly slaughtering the wind and snow demon wolves.
Yes, slaughter, although the wind blade of the wind and snow demon wolf was sharp, but in the face of Li Yuanba's basin-sized giant hammer, it left a white mark at most, and it was blocked one after another, and those wind and snow demon wolves who grinned and pounced on Li Yuanba with fierce faces were swept by the drum urn and golden hammer, almost a home run, and there was no life under the sledgehammer.
Li Yuanba was guarding in front, Zhao Yun was blocking behind, and his exquisite marksmanship turned into snowflakes a little bit, if Li Yuanba was compared to a butcher, then Zhao Yun was an artist, and the wind and snow demon wolf under the silver dragon chain gun did not have any scars except for the penetrating wound on the neck.
Leng Zhuo watched these two people kill happily, and naturally he was not far behind, and rushed forward to kill that was not his forte, but Leng Zhuo considered himself the originator of the Yin man's beating stick, not to mention that he also had a special Yin man's spear spirit in his hand, hiding at the entrance of the cave, aiming, opening the spirit lock, and the spiritual power in his body quickly flowed into the spear spirit, and then with a thought, an ice crystal bullet directly hit the hind leg of an unlucky guy.
The Wind and Snow Demon Wolf's hind legs formed a lump of ice, and its movements immediately became sluggish, and the next moment, a cold light flashed in those dark green eyes, and the next moment, the chain gun that looked like a flexible python pierced its neck.
"Whoa!" a group of Wind and Snow Demon Wolves, whose head was larger than the other Wind and Snow Demon Wolves, suddenly roared on the hillside behind, and the next moment, this group of Wind and Snow Demon Wolves, who had already killed and injured most of them, turned around and ran towards the nearby forest.
Huh, it's finally relieved, but cutting the grass doesn't get rid of the roots, sooner or later it's a scourge, this group of wind and snow demon wolves will definitely not be so good, and the road after that is not easy to walk, get some firewood in the surrounding forests, light a fire in the cave, and the food will directly break the wolf corpse and roast it, and the meat of the monster tastes good.
After retreating from the wolves, there is no need to worry about food and water for the time being, but good luck did not continue to accompany Leng Zhuo, that night, Lao Han's fever did not subside, but worsened, and the wound began to deteriorate, Leng Zhuo did not have any way to do this, in this place where there was no village and no shop, no one could be found at all.
The night once again covered the earth, and the howling wind came from the entrance of the cave, but the cold outside could not affect the inside of the cave, and the fire emitted enough heat to roast the surroundings warmly: "Lord, if it goes on like this, Lao Han will definitely not be able to hold on, even if we return the same way now, I'm afraid we won't be able to make it to Hundred Beast Town!"
"I know, but after all, it's all the way, we're on guard for two days, and I hope there are other hunters going into the mountain, if not, we can only ......"
Outside the cave, the sound of whimpering wolf howls drifted with the wind, and the group of wind and snow demon wolves obviously did not go far.
The time of the day passed quickly, Lao Han's injuries were serious, the high fever did not go away, and his life was already in danger, Leng Zhuo could only keep using ice to cool his head, just when the hope in Leng Zhuo's heart was getting smaller and smaller, and even asked Li Yuanba to dig a pit in the ground, and when he was about to bury Lao Han, suddenly two people went into the cave.
"Who are you?"
"We are hunters who have entered the mountains, and we have encountered the wind and snow demon wolf outside, so let's take shelter here and disturb a few of them!" Pulling away the huge animal skin hat, an old man with a gray beard and an obvious grade of sixty years looked at Leng Zhuo and a few people, and finally his eyes fell on Lao Han, and said, "Isn't this the cold wind in the town, what's wrong with him!"
"Hehe, we strayed into the Wind and Snow Demon Wolf's den, Lao Han was hit in the chest by the Wind and Snow Demon Wolf's wind blade, and he has been suffering from a high fever and is unconscious, you should have a way to save him!"
"Grandpa, Uncle Han seems to have a very bad fever, you have to get rid of the fever first!" A young man about the same age as Leng Zhuo looked at Han Feng's injury and said.
With these two hunters who knew some medical skills, Han Feng's fever finally subsided a little the next day, and Leng Zhuo was also relieved: "Old man, we have been delayed here for several days, we have to hurry, please send him back!"
"Young man, there is a snow demon wolf guarding outside, it's not easy for you to leave, this wolf is the most vindictive!"
"Hehe, don't worry, and only if we go, those snow wolves will follow us, so you can go back then!"
Leng Zhuo, Zhao Yun, and Li Yuanba sorted out their bags and continued to walk towards Yuntianling, although there was no guide, but they learned from the old man that the highest mountain in the distance was where Yuntianling was located, and they could reach it as long as they walked towards that mountain.
Wangshan ran a dead horse, the highest snow peak looked not too far, at most there were a few peaks in between, but when it came up, it was not the case at all, because there was no hunter who was familiar with the road to lead the way, Leng Zhuo and the three of them spent more than ten days to reach the foot of Yuntianling Mountain.
Youlong Cold Lake, a mountain lake sandwiched by several peaks in Yuntianling, it took another three days, Leng Zhuo and the three climbed half of the mountain all the way, and finally saw a lake on the back of this mountain, this Youlong Cold Lake seems to be embedded in the gap between several mountains, not far from Leng Zhuo's feet is a hundreds of meters high Yuntian Waterfall, but at this moment this waterfall is frozen into an ice curtain, under the illumination of the sun, flashing a little halo.
And at the top of Yuntian Waterfall, there is a gem-like dragon cold lake, the lake surface is not frozen into ice crystals like a waterfall, but exists as a viscous ice water, Leng Zhuo didn't even ask questions, in the cold lake, a cold ice silver dragon more than ten meters long flew out of the cold lake.
"Ice Silver Dragon!" Leng Zhuo's eyes widened, although it was far away, but when the silver dragon leaped out of the lake, Leng Zhuo was a little surprised, this silver dragon was not the big lizard dragon in the West, but the dragon with a snake body, eagle claws, horse head, antlers, and carp whiskers in the East.
Between the swaying of the dragon's head, he plunged into the lake, the fish's tail slapped the surface of the lake heavily, splashing a column of water several meters high, the cold ice silver dragon, the seventh-order high-level demonic beast, or a higher level, it is a cold ice demonic beast, and the cold lake of the dragon that lives is cold all year round, and it is also the target that Leng Zhuo is looking for on this trip.
"The hard work paid off, I finally found it, Zilong, this silver dragon is still to your heart!" Leng Zhuo said with a smile, the hardships of the past half a month have finally not been in vain.
Zhao Yun was just about to reply, only to hear a crisp cry suddenly from the sky, the sound went straight into the sky, deafening, causing the three of them to can't help but cast their eyes on the blue sky, above the sky, a black dot hovered high in the sky, and with a flick of its wings, it plunged towards the cold lake.