At the moment when Wu Yupan fell, strange things happened one after another, and the ice crystals around him began to melt rapidly, turning into a hazy mist, as if the morning of early winter was white, encompassing everything in the world, making people seem to be floating in the fairy mirror of the world.

After a while, the thick ice crystals on the trees also began to melt, and the white mist suddenly filled the whole world, and suddenly gathered into rain, dripping and ticking slowly to the sky, when a drop of water hit the ground, but did not splash any water.

At this time, the ice crystals on the ground had already melted, and they had become more and more water droplets, and the water droplets gathered more and more, and just when they were about to form a river, a strange scene appeared, and these water droplets actually disappeared out of thin air, leaving no trace, as if they did not appear in this world.

But is this really the case, has all this not happened? Obviously not, as long as you look around carefully and look up at the sky, you will find that all this is not a dream, the ice and snow are gradually melting, and everything around you has indeed changed, the whole dense forest has withered, and all the beasts have died and perished, and there is no trace of life.

At this time, the white fog was still spreading, with Wu Yupan as the center, it spread wildly around, and it was miles away in an instant, the ice and snow melted everywhere it passed, but the grass and trees were withered and withered, and a corpse was lying on the ground, some were unknown beasts, and some were also human corpses.

There is no pain*, there is no tears of sorrow, everyone who is covered in ice and snow walks so quietly, although these people from the earth are all going in different directions, looking for hope for life in this dense forest, but in such a short time, so many wild beasts, who can go far?

Calculated carefully, the farthest group of people was only forty or fifty miles away from Huang Tao and his party, but Wu Yupan's strange cold inheritance broke out, and it was frozen for more than a hundred miles in an instant, if it wasn't for Wu Yupan's cousin interrupting Wu Yupan's continuation, maybe this ice and snow could spread for thousands of miles, and no one could give an accurate answer, because even Wu Yupan himself didn't know what kind of inheritance this was.

Pretending to be B kills people, this time even his own people are no exception, Huang Tao, Liu Meilin, Hu Chen, Wu Shichang...... The fourteen people in the group were almost all wiped out, and the only ones who still had a few breaths might be Cousin Tiantian and Wu Yupan!

Looking further away, dozens of groups of sad people were also unable to escape, and none of them survived, this group of people is the aborigines here, the elite leaders of the major sects, because they are within a hundred miles of ice and snow, they have become a cold corpse and all perished here.

It's so easy to find the demon ape in such a large wilderness and dense forest, hundreds of thousands of people gather here, and the sect is more like a star fight, if you want to get a piece of the pie, how can you have half a chance if you don't have a little blood?

It's just that this time the people of these dozens of sects, their luck is really worse, and they should see the main master, one by one, they didn't even see a single ape hair, and they died here, and they have to sigh and sigh, life in this world is like grass mustard, even if you are mighty, it is only a drop in the ocean, and you die worthless, like cannon fodder.

At this point in the story, it seems that everything is over, life is returned to the loess, and the grievances and grievances in the world have been abolished, for a group of dead people, what does everything in heaven and earth have to do with you?

Looking at the already cold corpses of Huang Tao and his party, falling from the trees one by one, the heavens and the earth seemed to be much darker at this moment, as if they were grieving for their loss, the story is really over, this is a miserable world, we don't belong here, we should also go back, back to the place where I was born and raised.

But the story shouldn't end like this, the inheritance of the "Four Bodies, the Ten Emperors", the lifting of the ban on the "Three Ancient Forbidden Zone", how can everything end, it's just the beginning, don't forget that they are visitors to the forbidden area, not only they but there are many other people, they are dead but alive, a terrifying storm is brewing, the dance of death is intensifying, who will be next?