A long rainbow swept over the sky of Chaotic Star City, heading towards the extreme north, and shot away.

Among Changhong, there is a cold young man, it is Ye Wentian.

He walked with a swift wind, stepping on the void with great speed.

As he moved forward, the buildings below him became more and more scarce.

A few hours later, Ye Wentian entered a no-man's land.

The concentration of aura in this area is not bad, why, is it a no-man's land?

The reason is simple, because, cold!

At this moment, Ip Mantian's place is almost like an ice field!

In the air, a chill is surging!

Ye Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, this chill was not an ordinary cold!

He could feel that in the cold wind, there was a trace of a rather pure ice attribute aura!

In front of Ip Mantian, there was an extremely strange scene.

I saw that a white curtain seemed to divide the whole world into two!

This white curtain is turned into an extremely cold wind and snow!

It's just that this piece of wind and snow seems to be condensed in an area and will not spread outward.

Behind this snowy curtain is the Far North Wasteland!

Ye Wentian's expression moved:

"Natural formation?"

The so-called natural formation is similar to the so-called treasure land in feng shui, the evil earth.

In short, these places are naturally conducive to pooling a certain amount of energy.

And this Extreme Northern Wasteland is obviously able to gather icy aura.

Ordinary cold air is nothing to a Fit Realm martial artist. qgν.

However, if the icy aura is pure to a certain extent, it can invade the body of a fitting martial artist.

This place does have the qualifications to be called a forbidden place!

However, Ye Wentian's face was calm, and his body flickered, and he was about to fly into this extreme northern wasteland.

Soon, however, his face sank, and he felt a huge pressure fall on his body, forcing it to the ground.

A look of surprise flashed in Ye Wentian's eyes.

In addition to being cold, can this place be voided?

This was somewhat unexpected.

After entering the wasteland of the far north, feeling the wind, snow and cold around him, Ye Wentian did not react at all except for a little coolness.

With the strength of his physical body, this bit of cold aura was not enough to affect him.

Ip Man thought of the gods together, and he was about to rush in all directions, searching for the traces of Han Qianluo and the others.

But, soon, his face sank.

In this extreme northern wasteland, his divine thoughts can't be too far away from his body?

At this time, the dog's voice sounded:

"Brother Tian, this place is a little special."

"It seems that it can suppress divine thoughts."

Ye Wentian frowned and said:

"Even your divine thoughts will be suppressed?"

Dog Road:

"If the dog master and my body are here, I can break through."

"Now, though, it's a bit difficult......

When Ye Wentian heard this, he had no choice but to use his perspective and walk towards the depths of the wasteland in the extreme north.

He flicked his wrist, and a jade slip appeared in his hand.

Ye Wentian sank his divine thoughts into the jade slip, and a map of the landscape appeared in his mind.

Exactly the map of the Far North Wasteland!

This map was found by him from Li Yunshan's storage bag.

As the Northern Strongman, it is not surprising that he has explored the Far Northern Wasteland. qgν.

Ip Mantian's gaze fell on the map, in a certain glacier.

According to the records on this map, there is a tribe living in this glacier!

This clan, called the Cold Spirit Clan, does not belong to the Wasteland Clan.

The people of the Cold Spirit Clan have a special bloodline, and they are quite affinity for the power of ice, and they are born with resistance to ice

The ability to chill the aura and absorb it for refining.

Therefore, generations have lived in this far northern wasteland.

Ye Wentian's eyes locked in one direction, and he said to himself:

"Let's go to this tribe of the Chill Soul Clan first."

This Hanling Clan, as an indigenous tribe of the Extreme Northern Wasteland, can be said to be the group of people who know the most about this Extreme Northern Wasteland.

Perhaps, they will know something.

Ye Wentian's body moved, and he walked in the direction of the Cold Spirit Clan.

In the Far North heath, somewhere in a glacier.

Thick blood, spreading in it, everywhere, are stumps and broken bodies!

A corpse in a terrible state of death was scattered all over the glacier.

These people, dressed in white cloth and with white hair, are the clansmen of the Cold Spirit Clan!

In the depths of the glacier, there stands a tall and burly figure.

This figure, like a golden-armored warrior, was shining brightly, and his face was blurred.

It looks a little unreal.

Obviously, not flesh and blood!

At this time, several Han Ling clansmen who exuded the aura of the Dan Realm stared at the golden-armored warrior in front of them, their eyes bloodshot and their eyes cracked.

Their white clothes had been stained red with blood, their breath was messy, and their injuries were not light.

One of them, a middle-aged man with a resolute face, roared at the golden-armored warrior with great resentment:

"Why!?"

"I, the Cold Spirit Clan, have no grievances with you!"

"Why, do you want to kill them all!?"

The golden-armored warrior said in a young man's voice:

"Just a swarm of ants."

"Need a reason to slaughter your people?"

"But since you want to know so much, it doesn't hurt to tell you."

"Your blood is a little special, perhaps, it is a little useful to this son."

"Therefore, this son wants to collect and study it."

When those few Dan Realm Cold Spirit Clansmen heard this, their faces were distorted, and they looked at the Golden Armor Warrior in front of them angrily and shockedly.

The other party, just because he wanted to study their blood, almost slaughtered the entire Cold Spirit Clan?

Completely, just like an animal!

"Kill !!"

The resolute middle-aged man, with a roar, was wrapped in gusts of snow and rushed towards the golden-armored general!

A few people around him also roared endlessly, and then rushed to kill!

On the bodies of these people, an ice-blue flame that exuded a cold aura ignited.

This is the Danhuo of the Cold Spirit Clan!

As soon as the Dan fire came out, the surrounding temperature dropped wildly!

All the Cold Spirit Clans did their best to blast towards the golden armor general!

Under the fists and feet, the Dan fire is surging!

With a few booms, the pale blue Dan fire drowned the golden armor general!

In the flash of the Danhuo, the golden armor warrior was completely frozen!

Seeing this, several Hanling clansmen flashed with joy in their eyes!

Their Dan Fire is extremely cold, once it is frozen by this Dan Fire, it is not easy to break through this solid ice!

However, the next moment, a clicking sound sounded in the ears of these cold spirit clansmen!

Several cold spirit clans, all of them have shrunk their pupils!

I saw that on the ice on the surface of the golden armor general's body, there were cracks all over in an instant!

"Boom!". bμν.

Dazzling golden light came out of the crack, and the whole piece of ice exploded into smithereens!

The young man's voice of incomparable disdain sounded again:

"I can't help myself."

"A group of ants, dare to resist?"

"Dead !!"