If the great elder of Goddess Mountain were here, he would instantly recognize this strange combination. It turned out to be the mysterious girl who had confronted him head-on in the Spiritual Sea, as well as the Black Dragon King and Ma Mian who were following her.
"Little master, why do you come to this place where birds don't poop?"
Looking at the snowflakes falling like goose feathers in the sky and the boundless ice field that spread to the end of his sight, the Black Dragon King shivered all over and couldn't help complaining in a high voice, "It's cold, it's so cold!"
"Silly man, you were once the tyrant of hell after all."
The girl glanced at it with a half-smile, "You're not even afraid of the Lord of Hell, but you're actually afraid of the cold?"
"Those are two different things. When it comes to fighting, old dragon, who am I afraid of? Of course, my little master is a different matter."
The Black Dragon King patted his chest hard with his front paws, and had just started bragging. Suddenly he realized that the situation was not good, and quickly added, and then complained loudly, "But the valley where I lived in the past was full of lava, and it was very warm. Now all of a sudden
With such a big temperature difference, it’s inevitable that I’ll be a little uncomfortable.”
It said it was uncomfortable, but its face looked calm, with no trace of pain visible.
On the contrary, Ma, who had always remained silent, had a solemn expression on his face, and his hands and feet were trembling slightly, as if he was really not used to the climate of this far north.
The girl no longer paid attention to the Black Dragon King's pretentious complaints. Instead, her body flashed and she appeared behind an iceberg without anyone noticing. She slowly crouched down as if she was observing something.
The Black Dragon King and Ma Mian were stunned for a moment, then quickly chased after her and followed her gaze intently.
What caught my eye was a small crimson spindle-shaped flower.
"Little master, this, this is not..."
The moment he saw Xiao Hua, Ma Mian couldn't help but be shocked, and even started to stutter when he spoke.
How did she find such a remote place, hidden in such a hidden corner?
Compared to his fierce reaction, the Black Dragon King seemed much calmer, just secretly guessing the girl's method of finding flowers.
"Yes, it's Jian Qiuluo."
The girl nodded slightly, "And it's the last one I can find along the way."
Starting from the westernmost point of Yangshi, we have almost reached the northernmost point, right?
Even though they were so far apart, they could actually find Jian Qiuluo everywhere along the way.
Could it be that the young master’s spiritual consciousness can already cover most of the world, or even the entire world?
What kind of monster is this?
Ma Mian stared blankly at the beautiful face of the young girl, her heart filled with turmoil. She couldn't help but have a new understanding of the strength of this little master.
"The last one? Doesn't that mean we've found them all?"
Just as his heart was racing, the Black Dragon King suddenly asked, "Can we leave this hellish place?"
"Leave? It's still early."
The girl glared at him angrily, then turned to look at the foggy north, "If I guess correctly, there should be the answer I want there."
"Still, do you still want to go north?"
Ma Mian's expression suddenly felt unnatural, and even his voice couldn't stop trembling.
"You don't have to follow me."
The girl glanced at him and said meaningfully, "I won't force it."
As soon as she finished speaking, she moved her jade feet and headed north decisively, her slender back gradually blurred in the white mist.
"There's really nothing we can do about it, little master."
The Black Dragon King sighed, flapped his wings, shook his head and followed.
"You, you are joking."
Ma Mian's expression was uncertain. After a while, his eyes gradually became firm, and he suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Ma Mian will follow my little master to the death, even if it involves swords, mountains, and seas of fire!"
After saying that, he trembled and hurriedly chased after the man and the dragon.
However, after just a moment's hesitation, the figure of the girl and the Black Dragon King disappeared into the ice mist and could no longer be seen.
He was shocked, and quickly released his spiritual consciousness to explore, but was shocked to find that this ice mist seemed to contain a unique shielding power, and he could not detect anything.
"Little master, wait for me!"
At this time, Ma Mian became even more anxious. He ran forward in a panic and shouted at the top of his voice.
"Roar!!!"
Unexpectedly, what he was waiting for was not a response from the girl, but a roar that shook the earth.
Almost at the same time, a huge figure about one foot tall suddenly jumped out of the ice mist, with his arms raised high, his fingers intertwined, and his two hands held together in the shape of a hammer, pointing toward his head with an overbearing and terrifying power.
Smash it down hard.
What the hell?
How can living things exist in such a cold place?
Ma Mian was shocked, and he quickly looked up, only to see that the person roaring was actually a tall humanoid creature.
It is not accurate to say that it is a humanoid creature.
This is totally a person!
A human being who is much taller and stronger than ordinary people.
A man covered with thick white hair!
"Who are you?"
Seeing the opponent's appearance clearly, Ma Mian felt relieved. While dodging nimbly, he shouted loudly, "I don't mean any harm by coming here. Please stop talking!"
"boom!"
The white-haired man didn't seem to hear what he said, and he punched his hands down viciously. His fists failed to hit the target, but hit the ice hard, creating a huge hole in an instant. Snowflakes were everywhere for a while.
Shooting, broken ice splashed randomly, and a few of them passed by the horse's face. The biting coldness immediately made him shiver, as if even his blood was about to freeze.
"Roar!"
When the blow missed, he had no intention of stopping. Instead, he raised his head and glared at the position where the horse's face was. His expression was extremely ferocious, and he roared loudly. Then he waved his fist again and struck fiercely at him, as if he wanted to kill him.
Then quickly.
"I thought he was a weirdo, but now it seems that he is just a low-level beast."
Don't look at Ma Mian's obedience in front of the girl and the Black Dragon King, not even daring to take a breath. In fact, he used to be a respectable mid-level official in hell. Seeing the white-haired man being so rude to him, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.
Unable to bear it, he snorted coldly and said, "Since you don't know what is good and what is good, then you can't blame me!"
After saying that, he turned his left and right hands upward at the same time, and two strange spiritual fires, red and orchid, appeared in the palms respectively. A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He shouted angrily and faced the white-haired man head-on: "
Yin Yang and will-o’-the-wisp!”
"boom!"
The red and blue flames collided fiercely with the white-haired monster's fist, erupting with a soul-stirring loud noise. The energy of ice and fire surged out in all directions, instantly blowing away a large area of surrounding ice mist.
Endless water vapor evaporated and soon swallowed both sides completely, making it impossible to see the scene clearly.
…
The mystery of the Western God Sect is not only due to the weird costumes of the believers that completely cover themselves and only reveal a small half of their faces, but also comes from its unique geographical location.
Just because this sect is located on the top of the deep mountain in the southernmost part of Hell Valley, surrounded by mountains and hills, the terrain is steep and easy to defend and difficult to attack. Except for Dongtian, it is difficult for other cultivators to break into this place.
Ascend to heaven.
Under the constraints of the leader, almost all members of the Xishen cult are reclusive people who rarely go down the mountain except for necessary material purchases.
Even the very few who came down the mountain never showed their true faces, so even the cultivating forces in Hell Valley had little contact with this mysterious sect and knew very little about it.
Until a meddlesome saint cultivator rashly came to this mountainous area to find out what was going on, and tried to break into the headquarters of the Western God Sect. As a result, he was trapped in the mountain-protecting formation for three years and could not escape. In the end, he died of mental and physical exhaustion and depression.
, which made this mysterious sect become famous and quickly entered the eyes of the world.
What is famous all over the world along with the Western God Sect is the unique spiritual patterns they use to arrange formations.
Western God Pattern!
Thanks to the fact that the Lord of the Cave Heaven, Shi Kui, is lazy by nature and has no desires. If it were any other domain, this kind of powerful spiritual pattern that even the saints would have difficulty deciphering would have been secretly or openly revealed by the domain lord.
If you take it away, if you go too far, even the entire Western God Sect will be wiped out.
But it is precisely because of the indifference of the Yama Temple, and the Western God Pattern, a super killer weapon that can even trap a saint to death, that the Western God Sect is thriving in Hell Valley, like a fish in water, and its reputation is getting better and better.
The sound became louder and louder, even reaching the ears of various regions in the east. It was quite similar to the second largest organization in Hell Valley.
Even most of the disciples in the sect believe that as long as the Yama Palace does not come out, their own power will definitely be invincible in the entire Hell Valley, with "hands in pockets and no idea what the opponent is".
On this day, the sun rose from the east as usual, and the warm sunshine fell on the mountains and forests. Reflected by the dewdrops, the stars shone brightly and looked really beautiful from a distance.
The two congregants were about to open the door of the headquarters, but before they had time to secure the door panel, they were suddenly surprised to find a white figure in the distant mountains and forests slowly approaching here step by step.
This person seemed to be walking slowly, but in fact he was walking very fast. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the main entrance, less than three feet away from the two Western God cult members.
"Who is coming?"
One of the congregants was the first to come to his senses, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he asked sharply.
The man in white raised his head, revealing a delicate face, with a smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. His expression was clearly gentle, but it gave people an eerie and strange feeling.
The moment they saw his appearance clearly, the two congregants felt as if a big stone was suddenly pressed on their hearts for some unknown reason. They felt inexplicable chest tightness and suffocation, and even breathing became extremely difficult.
This chapter has been completed!