The abyssal snow field is boundless, Wang Yan doesn't know how far he has walked, he only knows that he has walked for a long, long time.

His feet began to go numb, and even his body began to lose sensation.

The furious wind and snow dyed Wang Yan's entire body white, apparently becoming the same color as the snowfield.

Suddenly, a beast roar came from the front of Wang Yan's march, the momentum was not very strong, mainly to warn Wang Yan not to approach his territory, and at the same time, it was also afraid of Wang Yan's strength.

Such a weak fierce beast Wang Yan didn't pay attention to it, and continued to move forward despite the threat brought by its low roar.

Then the beast roared again, this time in a slightly different voice than before, and the tone was relatively high-pitched.

Wang Yan didn't know what this meant.

After a sound, there was a roar of fierce beasts all over the mountains, and the sound of one after another, extremely wide, sounded chilling, and Wang Yan unconsciously walked into a herd of beasts.

Listening to the number of sounds, this herd will not be less than hundreds of thousands.

Even so, Wang Yan didn't have any fear, just lowered his head and continued to walk forward.

The footsteps of the concussive snow field sounded, and a five-zhang tall fierce beast stood in front of Wang Yan, many fierce beasts surrounded it, obviously this fierce beast that had just arrived was the leader of their species.

For an uninvited guest like Wang Yan, the huge fierce beast expressed its anger, with a hideous expression, revealing its snow-white fangs, and roaring at him.

It could feel that Wang Yan was a great threat to him, not to mention his huge size, his true cultivation level was only in the Chengtian Queen's Realm.

It could sense that Wang Yan's cultivation was in the first mirror of ascending immortals, not much different from it, in front of such a huge group of fierce beasts, even if it was a monk in the middle realm of ascending immortals, there was no return.

The leader of the group of hundreds of thousands of fierce beasts is actually just a fierce beast that has cultivated in the realm of Chengtianhou, and if he can't reach the immortal realm, he can't be called a demon king.

Why doesn't there be a demon king in such a large herd?

In fact, there was one a few months ago, but the demon king was killed, and the most powerful thing in the population was this fierce beast in the realm of inheriting the heavens, and only it could assume the position of leader.

Wang Yan raised his head and glanced at the leader of the fierce beast, and with just one glance, the voice of the leader of the fierce beast changed from a low roar to a wail, as if he was begging for mercy.

It knew Wang Yan, and their demon king was killed by Wang Yan with a sword before, and the scene where he killed the demon king was still clearly remembered in its mind.

It turned out that this fierce beast was the snow beast group that attacked Beiyuan City at night before, and the demon king before them was the snow beast king of the Ascending Immortal Queen's Realm. Three months ago, he was beheaded by Wang Yan outside the city of Beiyuan and was wiped out.

When Wang Yan raised his head, all the sounds of the snow beasts turned into whining.

"Don't hurry up and get out of the way," Wang Yan whispered.

The leader of the snow beast took the lead and ran to the side, seeing that its expression seemed to be about to be amnesty, it was very afraid that Wang Yan would cut it down with a sword like he had slashed the snow beast king before.

Hundreds of thousands of snow beasts automatically gave way to a wide avenue in front of Wang Yan like a wave, although Wang Yan was walking very slowly now, they still didn't dare to move, watching Wang Yan leave step by step.

The wind and snow all the way, the silence all the way.

Wang Yan stood in front of a river, which was more like a lake than a river, because it had no end in sight. In such a cold weather, the water surface of the river does not freeze, and the water vapor constantly floats from the surface of the river, condensing into a thick fog in the sky, and the other bank of the river is also shrouded in dense fog.

This place should be regarded as the end of the Abyss Snow Field, but I didn't expect that there was a place to go outside the Abyss Snow Field.

Wang Yan could still feel Wang Luomei's faint breathing behind him, proving that she was not dead.

An old man dressed in a spotless white fur coat with white hair hanging down to his chest gently walked to Wang Yan's side and looked at the other side of the river and said, "Someone has been there before, but has not returned. ”

Wang Yan was not surprised by the sudden arrival, it should be said that except for Wang Luomei's condition suddenly improving or finding a way home, nothing else could surprise him.

"What's on the other side of the river?" Wang Yan didn't speak for a long time, and as soon as he said a word, his throat was like a fire, and his voice was like an old man's voice compared to the old man's voice.

"I heard that there is a mountain over there, which is comparable to the heavens, and no one can take care of it, and no one knows what the other side of the mountain looks like. But when I think I came there, it must be spring blossoming and life is gloomy. ”

Hearing the old man's words, Wang Yan's eyes appeared a little different, is the mountain he said to be Cangzhou Mountain, will he return to Huoyun Country after turning over that mountain, the hometown in his memory.

"Do you think I can climb that mountain?" Wang Yan asked.

The old man chuckled and shook his head, "No one can climb that mountain, as long as you climb that mountain, no matter what your cultivation is, you will become a mortal, and it is really a fool's dream to climb the mountain that is comparable to the sky as a mortal. I advise you not to go. ”

Wang Yan knew that he must be going, maybe that was the way home, it was already close at hand, how could he not give it a try.

Wang Yan looked at the old man beside him and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

"Old man Demon Ancestor, this place is the area under my jurisdiction, of course you can come if you want to, but the most important thing at this time is to stop you from going further, the demon clan has discussed with me, you and your sister can rest assured that you can recuperate in my demon clan, you can mention anything you need to me, my sister's body can no longer be dragged on, I will try my best to stabilize her condition, as for the complete cure, it depends on her future chances. ”

Wang Yan didn't expect that the ordinary old man beside him was actually a famous demon ancestor, but he must have some idea of keeping himself like this.

Wang Yan arched his hand and said: "I understand the kindness of the Demon Ancestor, but I still want to give it a try, I know Luomei's condition better than anyone else, even if the Demon Ancestor you make a move, you may not be able to suppress it." ”

Wang Yan suddenly remembered something, and continued to say to the Demon Ancestor: "Miss Zimo has fallen into the hands of the human race in order to save me, and she said that she knows you. ”

The Demon Ancestor waved his hand and said, "You don't have to worry about this, I also have the surname Chen." ”

His surname is Chen, which means that he and Chen Zimo are related by blood, and of course the human race does not dare to take the liberty of making a move against the descendants of the Demon Ancestor.

"Do you really want to leave?" asked the Demon Ancestor.

"I have to go. ”

"Got it figured?"

"I've thought about it. ”

"Then I wish you all the best. ”

Wang Yan didn't expect the Demon Ancestor to let himself go so easily.

His feet on the water were like stepping on a flat ground, and the tension of the water directly supported the weight of his body without sinking.

Then he walked slowly to the other side of the river.

The Demon Ancestor watched the young man's lonely figure gradually disappear into the thick fog, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's still a young man who is bold, unlike us old people who are dull and gloomy. ”