After getting a sufficient supply of spirit stones, Zhang Yuanhao was ready to hit the road.

From the tips given by the mysterious woman, he learned that this trip required all the way north, more than 8,000 miles, where there was a powerful tribe called the Golden Wing, which regarded the highest mountain in the entire Far North, the Tiantian Mountain, as a tribal forbidden land. They worship their ancestors at the foot of the mountain, worship totems, and raise tribal ancestral beasts, and it is impossible for outsiders to have the opportunity to approach the Tiantian Mountain, once they are discovered by the monks of the Golden Wing tribe, they will be used as sacrifices to feed the tribal ancestral beasts.

But there's a way to do it. The tips show that this tribe holds a grand ancestor worship event every month on the night of the full moon, when almost the entire tribe gathers to bring out the ancestral beasts at the foot of the mountain. At that time, it was the safest to sneak into the Heavenly Mountain, there was no ancestral beast to guard the entrance, and the defensive force at the foot of the mountain was also very weak.

The two of them left the dark city through the side door, unaware of a dark shadow quietly following behind them.

Due to the Yuan magnetic disorder in the Extreme North, it would take a lot of effort for the foundation building monks to control the sky, let alone Zhang Yuanhao's Qi Cultivation Realm. Therefore, they can only hurry.

After taking out two magic talismans from the storage bag and sticking them to their bodies, the speed of the two of them increased significantly. A magic talisman can double the walking or running speed of the two of them, and it can last for up to half an hour, which is very practical, and Zhang Yuanhao has a lot of it on him, which is enough for them to use the Golden Wing Tribe.

The tips roughly pointed out the direction, and the two only needed to move forward according to the designated direction, and they didn't need to spend extra time exploring the way, which also greatly saved Zhang Yuanhao's time.

After half an hour's effort, the two of them hurried all the way to a dense forest, which was already more than twenty miles away from the big city, and the speed of the two was quite fast.

Seeing a fine bead of sweat on Long Xin's white forehead, Zhang Yuanhao asked, "Xin'er, are you a little tired? Why don't we rest here for a while?"

Long Xin only has the cultivation of the first level of qi training, and the spiritual power and physical fitness in his body are far inferior to Zhang Yuanhao's perfect qi training, so he has only trotted for more than a quarter of an hour, and he has already begun to gasp, but Zhang Yuanhao's face does not change, and his atmosphere does not gasp.

Long Xin gritted his teeth: "No need to rest, I can keep up with Master's speed!"

Zhang Yuanhao shook his head with a smile, found a smooth mountain stone, swept away the fallen leaves piled up on it with spiritual power, and picked up Long Xin and sat on the stone.

"You don't have to practice on weekdays, now you know you're tired, right?" Zhang Yuanhao couldn't help but laugh when he saw Long Xin breathe a sigh of relief.

Long Xin's face turned red, and he was about to argue a few words, when his face suddenly changed, and he also saw Zhang Yuanhao, who had the wrong complexion.

"Master······"

"Don't speak!" Zhang Yuanhao's index finger leaned against his lips, making a silent movement, his body tensed, his spiritual power was running wildly, and the Red Feather Knife was also taken out of the storage bag by him, held it in his hand, and waited for it.

"Whew!"

A brutal roar rang out, and the leaves of the trees were shaken off in the dense forest.

Zhang Yuanhao's eyes were fast, and the red feather knife suddenly split out a turquoise knife, the blue flame was in the air, and it was sticky when encountered, cutting off more than a dozen trees in the blink of an eye, and crossing to a hundred meters away.

"Whew!"

A huge snow-white figure appeared from the dense forest, with white fangs, bloody eyes, a long fluffy tail like a fox's tail dragged to the ground, limbs with claws, extremely ferocious, and a rich demonic aura spread.

"It's a snow lion!" Long Xin shouted as he covered his mouth.

At this moment, this originally pure white demon beast had an extra gap on its back, scarlet blood trickled out, staining its white body, and the blue flames the size of candles stuck to its fur, burning large pieces of fur black.

"Shhh

As soon as the snow lion saw Zhang Yuanhao's figure standing with a knife, his pupils immediately turned red, and the bloody mouth with sharp fangs opened slightly, and a trace of saliva fell from it. The forelimbs kept rubbing against the ground, as if trying to pounce.

"Good brute!"

Zhang Yuanhao snorted coldly, turned over his hand and pasted a magic talisman, the speed suddenly became faster, and he stepped out in one step, and the sword bloomed.

The snow lion opened its mouth and spewed out a white slimy air current, which hit the Ling Yan knife, and actually froze it alive, condensed into a hard lump of ice, and slammed it to the ground.

"Master, be careful!" Long Xin stood on top of the mountain rock and shouted, "The snow lion is a demon beast in the late stage of qi training, it is extremely powerful, and it can also spew cold air, don't be close to it!"

Zhang Yuanhao heard this, and his body retreated. But the snow lion did not relent, and fluttered left and right with agile movements, dodging a few knives shot by Zhang Yuanhao in the future, and then the fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he jumped on the spot, and he was about to kill him directly.

The snow lion brought gusts of wind and crushed it like a falling star. Seeing this, Zhang Yuanhao jumped high and moved to a nearby tree trunk, only to hear a bang, and the huge demon body of the snow lion slammed into the ground, smashing the extremely cold frozen soil in the extreme north into a pit dozens of inches deep in the ground.

After missing the blow, the snow lion smashed himself a little dizzy, and his limbs staggered a little. Seeing the opportunity, Zhang Yuanhao jumped down from the trunk, sat on its back, and grabbed its snow-white fur.

"Now it's up to you how you escape!"

Zhang Yuanhao took out a few talisman seals from the storage bag, one of them vertically, and stuck them tightly on its forehead. Fu Seal emitted a misty halo, and in an instant, the snow lion knelt on the ground, the demon body couldn't stop trembling, and the demonic energy in his body had been restricted by the Fu Seal, and he couldn't use it in the slightest.

"Haha, Master is amazing!"

Seeing this, Long Xin clapped his hands and jumped down from the rocks, came to Zhang Yuanhao's side, and approached his little face, as if he wanted to take a closer look at the appearance of this snow lion.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual sense moved, pulling Long Xin behind him, his eyes looked into the depths of the dense forest, and his body tensed.

There was a rustling sound in the woods, and then a dozen or so strong Northland monks emerged from it, all with a bright poisonous snake tattooed on their chests, holding a pole stone tool in their hands, and when they saw the snow lion, their eyes showed a hint of surprise, and they chattered about something.

The first somewhat old Northland monk glanced at Zhang Yuanhao and the two of them with some hesitation, walked over, opened his mouth to say something, Zhang Yuanhao had to look at Long Xin beside him, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"Master, they said that this snow lion is a demon beast raised by their Sunmarsh tribe, and they hope to take it away!" Long Xin flattened his mouth and snorted.

Zhang Yuanhao frowned, and his face was a little unkind. This demon beast was captured by him, and these people wanted to leave when they opened their mouths, wouldn't it be too easy.

Seeing that Zhang Yuanhao's face was a little gloomy, the Northland monk hurriedly bent down and pulled a few times on the snow lion's body, revealing a snake-like texture under the layers of hair, and then gestured and said a few words.

"Master, he said that they are a member of a nearby tribe named Sunmarsh, and he hopes that we can visit their tribe as a guest, and the priests of the tribe will thank us!" After hearing this, Long Xin said to Zhang Yuanhao, "Master, I feel that we should go and have a look!"