Lu Chen felt a soft white light enveloping him, and then he felt that his body was slowly falling from mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, he stepped on a piece of softness, and what caught his vision was a towering and boundless snow-capped mountain, looking down, it looked like snow that had just fallen for a short time, and he didn't see the sun, moon and stars when he looked up, it seemed that this was an independent space opened up with great magical powers.

Immediately, Lu Chen felt a cold breath, and looking around, he found that he and many monks were at the foot of a snow-capped mountain of several thousand zhang, and there was a faint mountain road hundreds of zhang wide leading to the top of the mountain.

With a sweep of his divine sense, Lu Chen only found three early Yuan Infant cultivators in the crowd, presumably this place was the same as the Dongzhou Burial Immortal Valley, and when he first entered, he would be randomly teleported to different places, but he would eventually gather in one place.

Some of the monks searched the neighborhood but found nothing, and then the group began to rush to the top of the mountain.

With the pace of everyone, Lu Chen felt a stronger and stronger cold air blowing towards him, and at the same time, the temperature decreased little by little.

After walking for about half a day, everyone found that the cold wind whistling around them was enough to stab people's bodies.

At this moment, a storm of ice and snow suddenly blew ahead, and snowflakes and fine Xiaoice hail flew all over the sky, with the cold current and cold wind howling, the momentum was mighty.

Several monks in the early stage of foundation building who were slightly inferior in strength turned pale with fright, and turned around and ran directly, but after running a few steps, they were blown away by the ice and snow storm without a trace.

"You can't escape!" a mid-stage Jindan monk reminded in a loud voice.

"This ice storm is very dangerous for monks below the middle stage of Jindan, but if you work together, you should be able to withstand it. ”

Under this person's reminder, these monks with relatively low cultivation levels formed protective circles one after another to deal with the ice and snow storm together.

The weaker Tsukiji monks hid behind these protective rings, and the violent cold snap and angry wind almost swept away several protective circles, and the cold wind and hail swept over everyone in bursts, although many low-ranking monks were injured, but they finally survived.

The monks kept in formation and continued to walk up, and after a few hours, a group of more than 5,000 monks finally reached the top of the mountain.

The cold current on the top of the mountain is a little more powerful, even the monks above the Jindan Great Perfection among the crowd have to arrange a defensive light shield to resist such a low temperature of the cold air, and after a while, everyone found that there are dozens of monks in the early stage of foundation building who could not resist the cold air entering the body, and were frozen into ice sculptures, and instantly lost the breath of life.

"There's an ice statue in front!" shouted a late-stage Jindan monk who walked at the front, pointing to an area shrouded in ice mist and cold currents in front of him.

After a while, everyone found that in the center of the top of the snow-capped mountain, there was a huge ice and snow statue about 100 zhang high, formed by the condensation of crystal white ice all over the body, and bursts of white light flashed around it.

The ice statue depicts a lifelike woman, dressed in a white dress, with light dancing hair, piercing eyes, shimmering with a pale blue seawater luster, dignified and elegant, and spotless.

"What a realistic ice sculpture!" Someone exclaimed.

Lu Chen glanced at this ice sculpture a few times, and felt that this ice sculpture was unusual, and there seemed to be a faint fluctuation of spiritual power.

Several other Yuan Infants also discovered this situation in the early stage, and they all sacrificed magic weapons from the storage bags.

More monks felt that these high-ranking monks were suspicious, just an ice sculpture, and there was nothing to be nervous about.

"It's just an ice sculpture, so why be so nervous!" questioned the monk from time to time.

"Originally, I thought that the old man was afraid of death, but I didn't expect that the higher the cultivation, the more afraid of death, haha. One of the Tsukiji monks scoffed.

"You can't say that! Yuanying Zhenjun's premonition must be stronger than ours, and it doesn't hurt us to follow them. ”

At this moment, a hurricane suddenly appeared around the ice sculpture, roaring towards everyone.

After arriving at the top of the mountain, the protective ring before everyone was long gone, and those monks who did not follow the Yuanying monks to deploy in advance, especially the monks below the middle stage of foundation building, were swept into the hurricane, and then a bunch of stumps and fragments were thrown out of the hurricane, and some of the female monks in the crowd couldn't help but vomit when they saw such a tragic scene.

In a group of more than 5,000 people, about 2,000 monks below the middle stage of foundation building were killed in this hurricane.

After this lesson, everyone took out defensive magic weapons from their storage bags and waited for them.

"I think I see the ice sculpture moving!" suddenly shouted a monk.

Everyone focused their eyes on the ice sculpture woman, and found that a burst of white cold light rippled in her eyes, and a stronger and stronger coercion emanated from the ice sculpture woman.

Sure enough, countless storms appeared in the sky above the ice sculpture woman, and then countless hailstones in the storm smashed towards everyone, and everyone urged the magic weapons or magic talismans in their hands to defend, and one by one the defensive light shields appeared, completely protecting these monks.

These hailstones smashed on the light mask and banged, and soon everyone found that the power of these hailstones was comparable to the attack of the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, and the light masks arranged by some monks in the middle and late stages of foundation building were smashed in an instant, and before they could arrange the defense again, they were smashed into flesh by the hail that came from behind.

About an hour later, when the storm had subsided, the people looked at each other and found that another 14,500 monks in the middle and late stages of foundation building had died, and the number of monks had dropped sharply again to more than 1,500.

The remaining monks did not dare to be careless, holding the magic weapon or talisman tightly in their hands, and were in a state of complete defense.

I waited only an hour, but there was no third round of attacks.

"Do you feel it? The spiritual power fluctuation on the ice sculpture woman's body is gone!"

"Look, there is no white cold light in the eyes of the ice sculpture woman!"

Everyone's divine sense swept to the ice sculpture again, and sure enough, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but they were also afraid, the mortality rate of the Dragon Secret Realm was really amazing, this was only the secret outer perimeter, more than 5,000 people, and only a third was left.