Zhao Ziming used a little effort and jumped out of the black sand. He looked at the storm rolling away in the distance, like a black dragon, and sighed helplessly, this was the third time he had encountered a sandstorm in two days.

After entering the Black Wind Plain, the further you go, the smaller the particles of rocks on the ground become, and then it turns into a desert. Different from the desert that Zhao Ziming walked through before, not only is the temperature here extremely low, dripping into ice, but the most terrifying thing is that sandstorms often occur.

When he encountered the sandstorm for the first time, before Zhao Ziming could react, he was swept into the wind and sand, and finally managed to sink himself into the sand dunes.

Later, as soon as he encountered a sandstorm, Zhao Ziming immediately used the sand dunes as cover to avoid falling into it and losing his way. It's just that this sandstorm just now was much more violent than the previous two times, and Zhao Ziming thought to himself that if he encountered such a violent sandstorm from the beginning, whether he could survive or not was a matter of two things.

Glancing at the dim sun in the sky and determining the direction, Zhao Ziming took a step forward and continued to walk forward. In the Black Wind Plain, no matter what, you have to maintain your initial sense of direction, because once you get lost, it is almost impossible to reach your destination accurately.

The quickest and easiest route through the Black Wind Plains is to go straight, which is the experience passed down by Zamu and his ancestors.

Climbing a high sand dune, Zhao Ziming's breathing was a little heavier, he had not rested for the past two days, and he had to resist the cold and natural disasters in the desert, and his strength was quite consuming.

However, when his eyes looked into the distance, his face suddenly showed joy, and he saw that in front of his sight, a deep green cut off the black desert, it was the grassland!

Zhao Ziming took out a piece of jerky from his arms to replenish the lost physical strength, and at the same time walked quickly down the sand dunes and went straight to the grassland.

Half an hour later, when his feet stepped on the soft grass and his nose smelled the grass, the tiredness of his body dissipated a lot.

The pinna of his ears moved slightly, and the sound of rushing water entered his ears, and Zhao Ziming smiled and ran in the direction where the sound of water came from. After a while, a small river was in sight. The creek is about three zhang wide, and the current is quite rapid, zigzag and stretching into the distance.

Zhao Ziming's portable water bag was empty yesterday, but finding the river at this moment solved one of his big worries, he walked to the water's edge, leaned over, supported the ground with his hands, and pressed his lips to the water, and drank it with a big gulp.

After drinking enough in one go, Zhao Ziming took off the water bag on his waist and put it into the water, and began to fill it. As soon as half of the pot was filled, Zhao Ziming's face suddenly changed, and he grabbed the water bag and jumped back.

Almost at the same moment, the surface of the water where he had just been filled with water burst open, and an ugly head was exposed to the air with its bloody mouth open.

Because he didn't bite the prey, this insidious and strong big guy landed heavily on the shore, and his small orange eyes shone with a fierce and treacherous light, staring at Zhao Ziming firmly.

It was a crocodile nearly a foot and a half long, covered with hard scales, with a belly much thicker than a skull, and short, strong limbs that made it look a little clumsy.

However, Zhao Ziming, who had experienced the scene just now, did not dare to underestimate it in the slightest, the big guy's full of fangs and strong body could cause damage even if he was unwilling to try it.

Of course, Zhao Ziming is not afraid, this big guy is far less terrifying on land than in the water, he leisurely tied the water bag back to his waist, turned around, and carried the footwork of Youtian, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only the crocodile looking left and right in vain.

This time he came to Tianyan Snow Mountain, in order to facilitate horseback riding to save time, Zhao Ziming did not carry a heavy knife, if the heavy knife was in hand, he didn't mind trying to see if the heavy knife was sharp, or the crocodile's head was harder.

Without weapons, Zhao Ziming didn't want to have a hand-to-hand fight with a crocodile and waste the precious time of the medicine collector.

Away from the river, walking to a high slope, Zhao Ziming looked into the distance, and saw the outline of a mountain in the haze in the distance, so he no longer hesitated and galloped in that direction.

Looking at the mountain and running the dead horse, until the sky was full of stars, the bright moon was hanging high, Zhao Ziming also failed to go to the front of the mountain, remembering that Zamuhe told him not to walk at night on the grassland behind the Black Wind Plain, he hesitated for a moment, or found a leeward lowland, ready to rest for the night, and then hurry tomorrow.

Sitting down cross-legged, tightening the jacket on his body, Zhao Ziming's eyes closed slightly, and began to urge the exercises, controlling the internal force in the dantian to swim in the meridians, and warming his body. Of course, most of his mind is attentive to his surroundings, and when there is danger, he can immediately react and mobilize his internal forces to deal with it.

In the past, Zhao Ziming couldn't do this, because when the internal force was running, if it was attacked by an external attack, it would be very easy to break the meridians and cause serious internal injuries.

But after the battle of Nanshanzhai, Zhao Ziming's internal force cultivation skyrocketed to the ninth layer, and after successfully cultivating the nameless exercises on the picture scroll, he was surprised to find that his entrance was inexplicably opened!

Martial arts practice, from the first layer to the ninth layer, each layer has a different exercise route. The so-called opening of the entrance is to open all the occluded meridians that connect these nine routes, so as to merge the nine into one, so that the internal force can run smoothly in the different meridians, which is also a necessary condition for the internal force to be released from the body.

Once the entrance is opened, the martial artist's control over the internal force will be greatly enhanced, and the collection and release will be all in one thought, and there will naturally be no more problems with internal force hurting one's body.

The current Zhao Ziming, although he can't be released from the body because of the lack of total internal force, he can enter the cultivation state anytime and anywhere, even if he is interrupted, there is no danger.

Time passed slowly, the night was getting deeper, the temperature was getting colder and colder, and the songworms in the surrounding grass stopped singing because they couldn't bear the chill.

Zhao Ziming, who was cultivating with his eyes closed, had a slight expression on his face, opened his eyes, withdrew the exercises, and tilted his head sideways as if listening to something. His face changed, and he stood up and looked up the high slope behind him.

A long and clear wolf howl sounded far away, reverberating in the night sky, and then, one after another, the wolf howl sounded like a tide from far and near, and the sound was terrifying.

Zhao Ziming frowned, and a trace of solemnity climbed up his face. This grassland behind the Black Wind Plains is already the periphery of the Great Cold Mountain, and it also has another name, called the Fierce Beast Ridge.

As the name suggests, there are a large number of ferocious beasts living on this high ridge covered with grassland, and wolves are definitely one of the most fearsome creatures due to their social nature.

Along the way, Zhao Ziming encountered a lot of wild horses and wild sheep, and also encountered lone lions, which were not a threat to him, but the continuous wolf howl at the moment made his heart slowly lift.

At the same time, a long-sealed memory is slowly waking up from my mind.

The wolf howl was already very close, and with Zhao Ziming's ear, he could even hear the subtle sound of the wolf's claws after they landed, and it could be judged that there were as many as thirty or forty steppe wolves near the high slope.

And among the many foot sounds, there is also a particularly heavy, such as a horse's hooves stepping on the ground, Zhao Ziming thought that this should be the prey that the wolves are chasing, and he is coincidentally on its escape route.

Both the wolves and the prey run very fast, and the former is even more dispersed, forming an encirclement and running around the prey.

When Zhao Ziming heard the movement, even if he wanted to avoid it, it was a little late, and it was already late at night, if he ran away, he would inevitably encounter something more tricky than the wolves.

On the grass in front of Zhao Ziming's eyes, a shadow suddenly cast a shadow. Then, a black horse jumped directly from his blind spot.

At this moment, he saw at a glance that it was the time when the black horse stepped into the air, its long neck hair danced with the wind, elegant and elegant, and the strong muscles on the front chest were particularly distinct under the light of the stars and moon, filled with a strong breath of life.

The black horse's leap was three zhang high, and when it landed, the two front hooves were actually soft, and he almost fell, struggling not to fall, but he was also unable to run, and stood in front of Zhao Ziming.

Zhao Ziming only found out at this time that the black horse was covered in injuries, and on the originally shiny fur, there were bite marks everywhere, and there were several large wounds, which were gurgling blood.

At the same time as the black horse landed, shadows appeared on the ground on both sides one after another, but it was a big wolf with different coat colors and a much taller physique than an ordinary gray wolf, and then jumped down the hill, surrounding the black horse and Zhao Ziming tightly, impermeable.

Zhao Ziming glanced around, and saw the number of big wolves, there were thirty-five, each of them was as big as a mountain tiger, and in the slightly open mouth, the sharp and long wolf teeth reflected the cold light of the forest, coupled with the faint green light in the eyes, which was terrifying.

The most striking thing is a large wolf on the side, which is larger than the other wolves, and its fur is actually silvery-white, which looks more beautiful and noble in the moonlight.

The silver wolf paced left and right for a few steps, and his eyes looked at Zhao Ziming, as if he was estimating his strength. But Zhao Ziming has reined in his momentum at the moment, the breath of life is weak, what can a wolf see?

Probably thinking that the strange creature in front of him was nothing more than that, the silver wolf raised his head and let out a short, high-pitched howl.

The big wolf surrounded by him heard the howl, his front paws dug the ground, and his hind legs kicked violently, and his body shot at the black horse and Zhao Ziming like an arrow.

The scarlet wind is blowing!

The wolf on the slope was the first to pounce, in mid-air, with his mouth wide open, aimed at Zhao Ziming's neck, if this bite is solid, it can take off Zhao Ziming's head!

Zhao Ziming snorted coldly: "Ignorant beast!" Carrying the footwork of Youtian, his body flashed to the side, his left hand clenched into a fist, from top to bottom, with all his strength, he smashed it on the wolf's back!

There was a crisp sound of bones shattering, and the wolf in the middle of the fist only whimpered twice, and died in an instant.