Wang Mo took a deep breath, glanced at the ancient black sword that flashed with thunder in his hand, and felt a lot of emotion, but he knew that this was not the opportunity to understand, he didn't hesitate, turned around and ran.

It's just that as soon as he ran out of Baizhang, he immediately noticed a huge terrifying immortal consciousness, which suddenly swept over him, and at this moment, the immortal cover around him suddenly flashed with a dense silver light, and the immortal consciousness immediately retreated.

Suddenly, there was a stream of heat from many places above the immortal avoidance cover, and this heat flow entered the body, and suddenly a picture appeared in Wang Mo's mind, and at that point, the woman in white and the seven masters of the Death Gate were rushing here at a very fast speed.

Wang Mo was shocked in his heart, he didn't have time to think, but without saying a word, his right hand quickly clicked on his eyebrows, and suddenly, the silver light on the immortal shield appeared, and the whole person immediately disappeared in place......

Most of the immortals of the Human Emperor Kingdom died in the encirclement and suppression in the following year, and only a small number of them went incognito, went into hiding, and hid within the borders of tens of billions.

Time passed slowly, spring went to autumn, the original border six cities, since the occupation of the Ghost Emperor Kingdom, a large number of Ghost Emperor Kingdom immortals began to migrate, wind and snow, always drifting, making the border six cities, has been shrouded in cold.

The characteristic palaces were uprooted one by one on this land, and three years later, this land completely became the territory of the Ghost Emperor.

Time flies, and five years later, on an ice field more than 100,000 miles away from Tianjiang City in the north of the border, an illusory figure flickered with silver rays, gradually consolidating......

This time he was hiding, Wang Mo was also forced to be helpless, the Ghost Emperor Kingdom was too powerful, there were many masters of the Death Gate, and the ice attack of the Snow Ju clan was quite weird! And what worried him the most was the whereabouts of He Yu and several people, Wang Mo had been looking for He Yu and others for the past five years, but to no avail.

Wang Mo sighed lightly, did not fly, but walked forward slowly, avoiding the immortal cover, which had already been put away by him, and walked on foot like this, walking on the ice field.

The wind and snow were blowing, the cold was pressing, Wang Mo took a deep breath, and after a long time, as far as his eyes could see, an ice and snow city appeared, this city, which was originally Huoyang City, one of the six cities on the border, was now covered by ice and snow......

The six border cities have already become the cities of the Ghost Emperor Kingdom, Wang Mo has no right to interfere in this matter, he just wants to find He Yu and them!

When Wang Mo came to the bottom of this ice and snow city, his whole person looked like a mortal.

This ice and snow city is full of people from the Snow Giant clan, there are immortals and mortals, these mortals are all mortals in the Ghost Emperor's country, and after migrating to a new home, with the help of immortals, they have established new cities.

Wang Mo appeared in the city silently, he looked at the ice crystal-like houses around him, and couldn't help but feel a sense of strangeness.

There are not many pedestrians in the city, and even places such as inns and taverns are very few, and the most in the entire city are ice sculpture processing places.

In front of almost every house, there are people holding awls, constantly beating on huge ice blocks, carving some ice sculptures that seem to be rough, but have a strange feeling.

The people Wang Mo saw along the way rarely talked, they were either in a hurry, or carved ice sculptures intently.

Moreover, every time an ice sculpture is made, these mortals will help each other, carrying the ice sculpture outside the huge palace in the center of the city, and after placing it here, someone from the ice palace will come out and receive the ice sculpture.

Wang Mo was silent for a while, his appearance seemed a little out of place, seeing that someone had paid more attention to him, Wang Mo sighed lightly, turned around and left, and disappeared in the middle of nowhere.

A year has passed in the blink of an eye, and within this year, Wang Mo's footprints have spread all over the entire border six cities, almost every immortal city, he has gone in and taken a turn, and no one pays more attention to him, because his dress is no different from the immortal of the Ghost Emperor Kingdom!

In a year's time, Wang Mo gradually gained a deep understanding of this Snow Giant Clan, those mortals, the only value of their survival, is to serve the Snow Giant Clan, by making ice sculptures, in exchange for living needs.

After these ice sculptures are carved, there will be a special snow giant immortal carving formation on them, and activate them in a special way, making this ice sculpture become a puppet-like existence.

This method is quite magical, and it even involves some of the essence of the exercises of the Snow Ju clan, Wang Mo has studied it for a long time, but he has never been able to grasp it.

It can be said that in the eyes of the Snow Giant Clan, mortals are slaves, and all their labor is to serve the immortals, these mortals are not only mortals of the Ghost Emperor Kingdom, but also mortals of the Human Emperor Kingdom!

Even if they freeze to death and die of exhaustion, mortals will not get the slightest mercy in their eyes......

After more than a year, Wang Mo still didn't have any news from He Yu and others, so he chose a small town, although he was very disgusted with it, but the magic of making ice sculptures into puppets made him more interested!

In this border town near the Huoyang Kingdom, Wang Mo lived, this town is not big, the population is not large, and the person who controls this town is an immortal in the realm of the second palace of the wounded gate.

This immortal disappeared without a trace on the night of the second day when Wang Mo came to this town, but no one knew about his disappearance except Wang Mo.

On the third day, Wang Mo took on the form of this person and walked out of an ice and snow house.

All the memories of the immortal of the second palace of the injured door have been all known by Wang Mo in the way of searching for gods, and this person Wang Mo did not kill, but controlled it in his small bowl of magic weapon, in case it will be useful in the future.

Originally, this person's cultivation was not qualified to have a hundred zhang snowman, but this person had a cousin who had a small prestige in the snow giant clan, so he assigned this town to him, so he had a hundred zhang because of the snowman.

Through this person's memory, Wang Mo knew that the patriarch of the Xueju clan, named Li Simiao, was that peerless genius! Because the breakthrough was imminent, he was not in the border, but returned to the Kan clan, and the seven personal elders went with him!

All the immortals of the Ghost Emperor Kingdom know a little about this matter, and the wounded immortals in this town have a more comprehensive understanding because of their cousins.

Wang Mo walked out of the ice and snow house, secretly recalling the thoughts of the snow giant clan of the wounded immortal to make ice sculpture puppets and the transformation of snow gods, when the snow giant clan exhaled, it absorbed not only the aura of heaven and earth, but also a kind of ice and snow cold, which is also what it must absorb, it is this kind of ice and snow cold qi that gradually changes the system, so that the immortal can be transformed into an ice and snow giant after leaving the body, but some low-level immortals can only rely on the ice sculpture puppet.

It's just that this exercise obviously has a hierarchical system, and the person Wang Mo has transformed only learns the first three layers of mantras, which is also secretly given by his cousin, otherwise, even the first three layers of exercises will not be obtained.

Wang Mo groaned a little, combined with the memory of the injured immortal in his mind, and gradually recalled, at this moment, Wang Mo's heart moved, looked up into the distance, and saw a sword light, galloping from a distance.

There is a young man in this sword light, this person is dignified, handsome and extraordinary, he is wearing a milky robe, he looks quite refreshing, Wang Mo can see from the memory of the immortal of the second palace of the wounded door that this young man is his only disciple, and he admires this only disciple quite a lot.

This disciple is barely a genius, and in less than forty years, he has already reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the Life Gate, and he is only one step away from breaking through the Wounded Gate.

At this time, the sword light was already approaching, and it fell in front of Wang Mo, and the young disciple lifted his shirt, knelt on one knee on the ground, and said loudly: "The disciple saw the master, fortunately, he did not disgrace his life, and found the hiding place of the remnants of the imperial kingdom!"

Wang Mo's expression was as usual, and his heart moved, in the memory of the immortal who hurt the door, there was also a description of this matter, this disciple went out because in recent days, someone reacted and met a mysterious person who didn't seem to be a person from the Ghost Emperor Kingdom.

So the injured immortal sent his disciple to investigate the matter.

This kind of thing is not the first time that it has appeared in the past few years, generally speaking, those surviving immortals of the Imperial Kingdom, even if they have cultivated high back then, but under the erosion of this strange ice and snow for several years, they are still injured in five labors.

Even so, it can't be taken lightly, generally when encountering this matter, it is reported to the high-level, and the high-level will naturally send someone to deal with it, this kind of thing, the Ghost Emperor Kingdom is extremely enthusiastic, almost reported in the morning, and it will come at noon.

Wang Mo pondered a little, his eyes were calm, and he slowly spoke: "Lead the way!"

The disciple was stunned, in the past, when he encountered this matter, the master would never take the risk in person, but it was inconvenient for him to ask more, so he quickly nodded and got up to lead the way.

A group of two people, turned into two long rainbows, flew into the distance, not long, the disciple stopped, pointed to an ice and snow mountain range in front of him, and said: "The disciple saw the person disappear here through the snow rat, presumably under this iceberg, there must be a hiding point for them." ”

Wang Mo Xian swept away, although his expression was as usual, his eyes were fixed: "You are waiting here!" After leaving a sentence, Wang Mo's body flew forward.

He sensed in his immortal consciousness that under this iceberg, there was a forbidden formation, and there were two immortal consciousness fluctuations in it, one of which was just a wounded door, and the other was quite strange, sometimes a view gate, sometimes a death door, and even sometimes a wounded door fluctuation.

There is only one explanation for this phenomenon, that is, this person is already on the verge of the collapse of immortal consciousness and cultivation into scattered exercises, and he is in chaos.

Wang Mo's body fell on top of the iceberg, and in an instant, the whole person sank into it, and then quickly pressed towards the prohibition all the way.

Soon, he came to the place where the forbidden formation was, as long as it was a forbidden formation, Wang Mo was not afraid, he glanced at it, the structure of the forbidden formation was already in mind, his right hand waved, and a circle of light was played, and suddenly the aperture and the formation were blended.

Wang Mo's body rushed, calmly stepped through the forbidden formation, and entered it.

As soon as he entered, he saw the thunder in front of him swinging, and more than a dozen flying swords turned into thunder whips and galloped over.

Wang Mo's eyes were calm, his right hand seemed to be randomly pointed in the void, and he spat lightly: "Scatter!"

An exclamation came from those thunder lights, and those thunder swords, one by one, strangely broke out of control, connected in a circle, and hovered around Wang Mo's fingertips.