The wind swept and the snow fell, and the raging wind and snow this night made the mountains all covered with ice. Raise your eyes from the snow valley and mountains to look away, but see thousands of rime flowers and trees, and thousands of hectares of tundra. In the endless smoke and dust of the northern region in the distance, only a thousand mountains stand, watching the broken snow and ice river together. The northern region is bitterly cold, and there are no birds and beasts in the mountains. silently told the endless cold and poignant, together with the lonely howling ice wolf on the top of the snow peak, looking forward to the cold and warmth.

Perhaps the only thing that can make this place lively and vivid is the snow, the heavy snow in the sky is like ice mist sprinkled, between the vast heaven and earth, such as seeing the ice fairy, the volley shows a gorgeous and graceful posture, making a dance of the dust. There was no one in the empty valley, but the sky was full of snow. The cold plum is full of trees, and the sea of snow is hidden alone. This unique and beautiful snow scene in the northern region, how could anyone come here and see this?

The career is not satisfactory, and the poet who wanders the border has waded through this river wind and snow and left poems. Although he is in the cold and barren northern region, he is accompanied by Mei Xue all day long, and he is a prisoner of pen and ink. But in his heart, there is still his spring light, wanting to turn into plum petals, wind, snow and dust. Blown away by the wind, all over every corner of Kyushu, and then this mountain and river, dyed white and flawless.

However, there is a murderous motive hidden in this beautiful and picturesque snowy landscape. The 'Ice Wolves' have been active in this strange snow valley for a long time, and their skin and fur are the same color as the white of snow, and they are blessed with unique camouflage and keen observation. This allows them to always have the upper hand when hunting. In this Ice Wolf Mountain Range, its population is not more than a hundred thousands, and if a prey enters their domain, it will be difficult for them to escape even if they have wings on their backs.

A large snowflake with a cold feeling fell on Lu Yang's forehead, making his tired body much more sober. At this time, countless ice wolves surrounded him, and the strong smell of blood and tension scattered in every wisp of air. made every nerve in Lu Yang's tense. But the wolves were afraid of the edge of the bronze ancient sword he held in his hand, and did not dare to move forward.

Within a few feet of Lu Yang, it was already full of broken flesh and blood, corpses were strewn horizontally, and wolf blood stained the ground red. He has already killed dozens of ice wolves, at this time Lu Yang was covered in blood, holding a bronze ancient sword alone in his heart, as if the god of killing had returned to the world, the wolves roared, and several sturdy giant wolves kept hovering around him far away, between a pair of blood pupils, unable to hide the tyrannical killing intent and ferocious wolf nature.

Lu Yang secretly smiled bitterly, although he now relied on the deterrent power of the bronze ancient sword, the wolves did not dare to come forward and bite. But he himself is desperate, and he is about to reach the point of exhaustion. His eyes were dazzled, and the cold air on the wounds on his legs continued to drill up along the meridians, eroding his heart. In the bodies of these ice wolves, there is also the cold energy in the northern region, if they are bitten, then this cold qi that far exceeds the body's ability to resist will slowly freeze the beating of the heart.

The wolves couldn't hold back for a long time, only to see many ice wolves roaring in unison, and suddenly, four strong ice wolves flew up, and their minions were all together, attacking Lu Yang together. Lu Yang gritted his teeth, forcibly turned his body around, dodged the pounce of the two giant wolves in embarrassment, and summoned a purple shield with his cross arm to hold the fangs of a giant wolf, and at the same time, the bronze ancient sword in his hand stabbed hard, and the blood flashed, successfully piercing the body of a giant wolf.

With a low shout, he shook off the lifeless corpse of the giant wolf on his sword, knocking down several giant wolves in a row. Hit the sharp claws of another giant wolf again, and the power brought to him by the Ziya Divine Stone in the sea of qi churned and roared, suddenly pushing this giant wolf half a meter away, and the sword wind everywhere shook the pair of sharp wolf claws to pieces. However, Lu Yang, who was weak in his follow-up, could no longer withstand the attacks of the two giant wolves behind him, with sharp claws everywhere and flesh and blood flying everywhere. Lu Yang's back was torn open with a tragic wound, and blood gushed wildly.

He fell to the ground screaming, but his fighting spirit was not yet lost. Struggling to wield the bronze ancient sword, slashing and stabbing horizontally, and fighting with the wolves that pounced on them again, the wolves were brave and bloodthirsty, and the death of their companions completely ignited the ferocity in their blood. But seeing the wolves roaring, churning and jumping, or pounced or biting, in an instant, Lu Yang's body was already scarred and bloodstained.

The bronze ancient sword was like an incarnation of a blood-drinking sword, transforming into a sword shadow of the debut Dao scar, and with Lu Yang's dancing and crisscrossing among the wolves, the one who was easy to change, everywhere he went, his muscles and bones were broken, and his claws and teeth were broken. And the power and horror of this ancient sword were also shown for the first time.

The arm followed the sword, tearing apart the fierce giant wolves, but Lu Yang's chest added a strange feeling. He only felt that in the veins of his body, his qi was bulging, as if he could use inexhaustible qi. And the source of this power is transmitted from the bronze ancient sword, this strong and violent power makes him seem to have become a messenger of killing, a large amount of blood, stimulating Lu Yang's brain, driving him to continue killing.

The origin of this ancient sword is unknown, and according to legend, it is incarnated by another plane outside the sky, in which the divine power is as deep as the sky and the sea, and it is unpredictable. And Lu Yang was fighting for his life at this time, and he actually communicated its inner strength, and this power was called Devouring.

Each artifact has its own core power. What is devouring life, which is devouring life, and in the midst of killing, increasing the power of the wielder. At this time, a blood-colored ferocious aura rose from this ancient sword, adding sharpness to the previous level. Dancing with Lu Yang's arms, he swung the arc of death and cut everything in front of him.

Devouring Life, with the power of this divine sword, although it can make him extremely strong, however, his cultivation is still too weak, and the cultivation of the Qi Refining Realm is not even enough to control the powerful power of this ancient sword. Lu Yang was immersed in the passion and killing of blood, but he was caught off guard and fell to the ground by a giant wolf that attacked, and at the same time, he received another claw blow to his back, like a man's stab into the body and pain into the bone marrow.

The sharp pain of tearing hit him, which made him even more crazy. Lu Yang fell to the cold ground, but in a frenzy, he actually sandwiched the head of one of the giant wolves between his calves, and one wolf fought fiercely on the ground, rolling under the snow valley. In this icy snow valley, under the snow, it was covered with a strange thick layer of ice, and rolled along these slippery ices, all the way, smashing countless thick icicles and snow trees and silver flowers. The ice wolf that was still caught between his calves howled miserably, Lu Yang was in a desperate situation, with a lotus in his throat, under the power of madness, I don't know when, this giant wolf was actually clamped by the power of his legs and broke the trachea in the neck, and suffocated to death.

Although Lu Yang was injured in his leg and couldn't walk, he slid down the depths of the snow valley with the corpse of the ice wolf he had killed, where there seemed to have been a shock between the mountain walls, and there were many thick stone piles all over the ground, but it was easy to hide. In the mountains above the snow valley, the wolves lost Lu Yang's tracks, and saw that the road that this living person rolled down was full of clumps of solid ice monster trees, towering like swords, and they didn't dare to get up and go deep into it, so they could only look up to the sky and howl. Guarding the valley mouth above, they did not dare to enter.

Lu Yang fell into the deep snow valley, and it took him a long time to wake up. He struggled to sit up with his hands on the rock, and although the wolves were fierce, the sky was pitiful, although he was scarred, and almost lost half his life. But he still had the power of the divine stone to protect his body, and he should not be killed, and rolled into the depths of the naturally generated snow valley below, avoiding the pursuit of the wolves for the time being. However, he was trapped here, and the wolves that had been hungry for a long time were waiting in all directions, and sooner or later he would find here. How did he get out of this snow valley?

Fortunately, he still had a fire knife and flint with him, and at this time he had just escaped from the wolf's mouth, and his body was extremely weak, and his stomach was also hungry. But he thought of the ice wolf that he had brought in, and he secretly rejoiced in his heart that there was no endless road to heaven, if it wasn't for this ice wolf who knocked him down, how could he take him all the way to the depths of this snow valley? Now, this ice wolf has done him a great favor.

Lu Yang summoned the bronze ancient sword, cut off one of its front legs, and made a fire to roast it. This 'ice wolf' lives in the northern regions, and its fur is very fat, and it can withstand the invasion of the cold. At this time, Lu Yang first took off some of its flesh and bones to cook, then peeled off its fur, and cut it into a simple cloak with a little sewing with needles and threads. With this wolfskin cloak, despite the severe cold here, it also warmed his already frozen body.

Lu Yang rested for a long time, ate some wolf meat, and felt warmth in his abdomen, and his physical strength increased greatly. The scars on Zhou's body have also healed a lot on their own under the powerful recovery ability of the Ziya Divine Stone. Only the back and leg injuries were left that did not heal completely. But the chill brought by the ice wolf's bite is also gradually getting rid of and healing. Although he couldn't kill out of the snow valley on his own, if he wanted to encounter wolves here, Lu Yang still didn't have much fear. Because of the complex terrain here, it can be used as a weapon for him to fight against the wolves.

In the snow valley, for seven days, Lu Yang's leg injury slowly healed. It's just because the chill contained in this ice wolf's body has deeply invaded Lu Yang's legs, so even the Ziya Divine Stone is not able to make him recover his actions in a very fast speed. Fortunately, the wolves outside the Snow Valley were still afraid of the dead and wounded, and they did not dare to pursue them here, so he got a chance to breathe and recuperate. He thought that when his injuries healed, he would escape from here, far away from this cold land.

However, on the night of the seventh day, Lu Yang, who was about to rest in the deep valley, heard the neighing of people outside and the sound of wolves howling. I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, this is a cold place of death in the legend of Zhongzhou, but who dares to come here to fight with these ice wolves who are not afraid of death?

The distant sound of the mountain wind sent a lot of sounds, it seemed that there was a rough male voice constantly shouting, the miserable howl of the wolves was endless, and the miserable howl shook the whole snow valley like a hell, and it seemed that there was a mournful cry of the mount before death, and finally, it gradually turned into disappearing, and there was no news at all.

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