For the herdsmen in the wasteland, the more difficult life is, the more they fear heaven and earth, believing that there are gods in the underworld.

As long as the giant mountains and glaciers that they seem to have no way to climb over and survive, they are considered to be the abode of the gods, and the continuous snowfields behind the glaciers are naturally the kingdom of heaven.

These glacial mountains on the northwest border of Donghu are thousands of miles in a daze, and even the plateau pastures under these mountains are actually beyond the height of many peaks in other parts of the world.

When these Wu's giant wolves dragging chariots were unable to move forward, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was really thin to the point where ordinary people could not move at all.

Between the two almost straight peaks of snow is a glacier that sticks out like a giant tongue of a demon king, the surface of which has been eroded by the wind and sand to a blue-black, and the dust embedded in the ice is like rust.

Ding Ning walked slowly on the glacier, holding the old monk's wooden staff in his hand.

Trekking is not about seeing the scenery, but really hard.

Even a cultivator of the Seven Realms, above this height, which was no longer able to breathe normally, needed to continuously consume the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi accumulated in his body to maintain his own consumption.

Although with the help of the spiritual rain that was swallowed into his body by the Nine Dead Silkworms in the ancestral mountain in the past, and with the help of the Heavenly Divine Technique and the Human King Yubi, he quietly stepped through the middle level of the Six Realms, and obtained the perception of the Void Realm, and found a shortcut that could occasionally use the power of the Seven Realms, but his state at this time was naturally not the real Seven Realms.

Even if he just stepped back on the path he had already walked, those realm-breaking passes that were extremely confining for cultivators did not exist for him at all, and the true realm he had reached was even far more than the Seven Realms, but his body at this time was naturally difficult to keep up with, and it was even much worse than those cultivators in Changling who had slowly and normally cultivated to just over the Sixth Realm after countless years.

His breathing was as heavy as a bellows, but he still didn't get enough air in his body, his face became more and more red, his lips gradually turned purple, and his head gradually swelled and ached.

But his willpower is not only far from being very human, but even the vast majority of cultivators today can't imagine, so walking in this kind of place, he still only needs to ask the old monk behind him to borrow a cane, and he can still maintain absolute sobriety.

The old monk walked beside Ding Ning and the eldest grandson Qianxue, he was even barefoot, the soles of his feet and the entire leg looked like there was almost no flesh and blood, it was pitch black, but there was some indescribable strength in it, and he could break this glacier with a strong stomping.

This kind of glacier contains countless dangers, and there are seemingly unremarkable flat ground below, but sometimes there is a thin ice shell covered with bottomless terrifying ice cracks, so his attention is always highly focused.

However, as the trek began, his eyes gradually flashed with surprise.

He sensed that Eldest Sun Qianxue was also a cultivator of the Seven Realms, even far beyond the ordinary Seven Realms, but to his surprise, Eldest Sun Qianxue seemed to be more relaxed than him when he walked in such a place.

True Yuan cultivation is slightly inferior to him, and he is practicing tantric ascetic cultivation, and his physical body seems to have been squeezed like dry wood by the very little need, but every tiny particle of qi and blood in his body, every trace of flesh and blood, has been stimulated to the maximum potential, and the rest of the cultivators are unimaginably highly coordinated.

Therefore, not only did this body of his contain terrifying physical strength, but the consumption of each movement was also far lower than that of cultivators of the same level.

Not only the consumption of heaven and earth vitality, but also the consumption of spirit, physical strength, calories, and even water vapor and air for things, all of which are far lower than those of cultivators of the same level.

He has only been to Changling once in his life, and the rest of the time is in retreat and penance, so he doesn't know the origin of the eldest grandson Qianxue, he only knows that he can walk in this environment and in this kind of place can be easier than him, so he can only explain one point, the natal object in this female cultivator's body is itself the emperor of this ice and snow world, it is extremely strong, and the inspiration for the heaven and earth vitality in this kind of place is far better than the ordinary natal object.

He should be regarded as the most suitable cultivator in the whole world to walk in this kind of place, and now with such a powerful female cultivator who is even better than himself, this old monk even has the feeling that if the three of them can't get the sword hidden in this mountain from the Spirit Void Sword Gate, no one in the world will be able to find this sword anymore.

However, at this moment, he, the eldest grandson Qianxue, and Ding Ning all sensed a trace of dangerous qi at the same time.

In front of the glacier, which was naturally cut into pieces of stone forest, several strange cold currents suddenly surged.

Several cold rays of light with a strange howl, like a ghost crying, instantly dilated sharply in the pupils of the three of them.

This hurried time was very long in the old monk's perception.

These are five feathered arrows, extremely slender, but both the tail feather and the shaft of the arrow are made of metal, and runes are engraved from the tip of the arrow to the tail feather, and this simple rune makes the speed of this feather arrow even faster than the flying sword of ordinary cultivators.

The wooden staff in the old monk's hand was in Ding Ning's hand, but it was naturally impossible for him to be unable to deal with such five feather arrows.

So he just stretched out his right hand, and each of the five fingers flicked a few times.

A few bits of snow sand in the air were ejected by his fingers, and then turned into snow dust with terrifying power, bombarding the five feathered arrows.

The five metal feather arrows suddenly slammed, and a terrifying roar came out of the air, and then these feather arrows were completely shattered into countless pieces, and they flew back at a terrifying speed even faster than the previous arrows.

Behind those stone forests, the figures of several people loomed into the sky, wielding longbows that also gave people a strange feeling, but before they could cast a second arrow, their bodies were pierced by countless metal shards flying upside down.

These pieces of metal with the blood in their bodies splattered into the glacier behind them, each of which caused a huge explosion.

The huge wave of qi generated by the explosion tossed the archers whose bodies were still splattered with blood forward.

When Ding Ning had just squinted his eyes, the archers slammed down in front of him like falling stones.

The flick of his fingers shook several assassins in front of him, which already made people feel that this old monk's cultivation was extremely terrifying, but these archers were already in tatters and unable to move, but they were not dead, which showed the terrifying realm of this old monk.

Ding Ning leaned forward slightly, wanting to look more carefully at the outfits and other subtleties on these archers, but at this moment, there was a slight sound in the throats of these archers, but black blood gushed out at the same time, and a strong fishy smell rushed out, and these archers broke off their breath at the same time.