Black Wind Valley, Iron Ridge Mountains, Ice Hell.
As the name suggests, the Ice Hell is sealed by black ice all year round. Except for those caves opened by those with great supernatural powers, the rest of the land is truly hell. Iron ingots will be frozen into pieces, and steel essence will be blown into dust by the strong wind.
of hell.
This is a cruel place and a tyrannical place.
The creatures that can survive here are all extremely powerful, extremely savage, and extremely bloody. The weaker creatures here can only end up being swallowed for sustenance or having their essence and blood sucked out as tonic.
Iron Ridge Mountain is an ice hell with a radius of more than 30,000 miles, and can only be regarded as a small mountain range.
The Black Wind Valley has a radius of more than 2,000 miles and is a complex valley floor composed of more than 30 valleys. The black wind blows fiercely in it, and the sky is filled with white snowflakes. It has the worst natural conditions, the poorest products and the poorest biological environment in the Iron Ridge Mountains.
The place with the least density.
In the middle of one of the valleys, beneath a group of iron-branched shrubs, there is a cave that can accommodate a child of seven or eight years old. Under this small cave entrance, there is a cave with a radius of five or six feet.
The temperature inside the small crypt is almost the same as the outside, but it barely avoids the cold wind. There is a small spring in the corner of the crypt, which is about the size of a water tank and about a foot deep.
From time to time, a few bubbles erupted, and a faint hint of heat continued to emerge from the spring water. Because of the spring, the temperature in this corner was slightly higher.
Several small figures were lying weakly by the spring. They were young wolves with a blue-black color and messy fur. They were about four or five feet in length, and each one was skinny and skinny.
It's the fire of hunger.
A young wolf was so hungry that he couldn't eat any more. He chewed on his front paws, causing the wolf hairs to fall off in a messy manner, and drooling all over his front paws. This young wolf was really
He was so hungry that his body shivered occasionally and he let out a few low moans.
A little wolf demon less than five feet tall, standing in human form, but retaining the head and claws of a wolf, stood at the exit of the cave, carefully inspecting a low-grade fairy weapon and a flying knife of extremely poor quality that he wore.
A lasso that is also a low-grade immortal weapon.
This little wolf demon is just a practitioner of Jindan Mahayana. Because the cultivation method is not very good, it cannot completely transform into a human form when it transforms. In the cave, this little wolf demon is also the only one who can still move.
Looking back at the five younger brothers who were lying beside the spring, the little wolf demon with red teeth and red eyes took out half of a furry wolf paw from his arms. He chewed the wolf paw one bite at a time, slowly tearing it to the bone.
The meat was chewed up and swallowed into the stomach.
The golden elixir is already complete, but in the Ice Hell, the cold wind and blizzard will cause the golden elixir stage monks to quickly lose their physical strength, greatly consuming the energy in their bodies. If there is not a large amount of food to supplement the body's consumption, Hongya will be outside.
If you stay for more than an hour, you will be frozen into a zombie.
The wolf claw on the hand is the last thing left by the biological mother of Hongya and her five younger brothers. This is their biological mother's forearm.
In the Ice Hell, eating the bodies of dead elders to maintain the lives of future generations is a helpless choice for all weak beings. It may seem cruel, but it is the only way to survive in the Ice Hell.
After swallowing the last bit of skin and flesh of his biological mother, Hongya looked back at his brothers who were dying of hunger. He quickly got out of the cave and disappeared into the wind and snow outside. A young wolf
Suddenly he opened his eyes and hummed feebly: "Hongya, don't go out... you will die... you will die..."
The blizzard whipped up by the strong wind roared across the land, and the huge sound of the storm filled Hongya's ears. He was unable to hear his brother's cry.
So what if they heard it? Hongya gritted her pale teeth and hurried forward against the rock wall of the valley. If they didn't find something to eat, they would all die.
Five years ago, Hongya's family lived a decent life. After all, their father was a powerful demon immortal at the peak of the heavenly realm. The family at least had enough food and clothing in Iron Ridge Mountain. But when their father responded to the call of the Demon King of Iron Ridge Mountain to go
After fighting with the nearby Demon King of Blood Soul Ridge and dying, the Red Fang family immediately fell into hell.
The mother of a first-class Tianxian barely protected six wolf cubs for five years, but was eventually killed innocently for something. Before she died, her mother used up all the remaining power to help Hong Ya successfully transform, and barely gave him the golden elixir.
Dacheng’s cultivation.
Relying on this meager strength, Hongya protected his brothers and escaped to this remote valley. Relying on their mother's body, they survived for three months. But now the mother's last front paw has been eaten, and then
If they can't find food, all six young wolves will starve to death and become a delicious meal for those insects.
He couldn't let his brothers die, and Hongya himself didn't want to die. He also wanted to become as powerful as the Demon King of Iron Ridge Mountain. He wanted to have meat to eat every day, drink every day, and not have to live in the shadow of death every day.
Down.
Eat meat and drink wine!
A drop of saliva dripped from the corner of Hongya's mouth, and in the blink of an eye, it was turned into ice flakes by the cold wind and blown far away. A ferocious light flickered in his eyes, and he remembered the jar of wine that his father had brought home.
It was a reward given to his father by the Demon King of Iron Ridge Mountain after his father had made great contributions. It was truly a wonderful thing that could make people feel so warm that they could forget the horror of the Ice Hell.
With a low and hoarse laugh, Hongya held the throwing knife and lasso tightly in his hands, and slowly arrived at the hunting spot he had spotted a few days ago.
This is a pool at the end of the valley spewed by geocentric hot springs. The air here is filled with a strong smell of sulfur, and the water is so hot that it can be used to cook meat. Green water plants are floating in the pool, and some aquatic monster fish are swimming in the pool.
Swimming back and forth, occasionally a few demonic fish slowly surfaced, scanning the surroundings with unkind eyes. Their long black backs streaked across the water, like legendary dragons.
These monster fish are not easy to deal with. Although these monster fish are rarely able to transform due to their poor natural IQ, their cultivation is not fake. Legend has it that some of the strongest monster fish in the pool already have Nascent Souls.
With a high level of cultivation, even without transformation, he can easily kill Hongya.
Hongya's target is the 'snow rabbits' who come to drink water from the creeks flowing out of the pool on time at noon every day. These rabbit demons are twice as big as Hongya and are whiter than snow, and each one is red enough.
The Yaliu brothers survived half a year of hardship.
However, these snow rabbits run extremely fast, and although they have little cultivation, they possess great brute force. Ordinary monsters often end up with broken bones and tendons when kicked by their legs.
In particular, the meat of snow rabbits is delicious, and some powerful monsters often come here to hunt for food. If you are not careful, a little monster like Hongya will become a delicacy in someone's mouth. A demon pill with a golden elixir, but
It's a very good supplement.
Holding the throwing knife and the lasso, he carefully avoided the pool at the end of the valley. Hongya dug a snow pit beside a stream flowing out of the pool, and slowly buried himself in it. According to his instructions a few days ago
Based on my observation, this is the ideal ambush location. When those snow rabbits come to drink water, they will definitely pass by this location.
There is only one chance to take action. Once you succeed, you must flee immediately with your prey, otherwise Red Fang will definitely die.
Hoping that he could run faster than these damn snow rabbits, Hongya squinted his eyes and prayed silently.
I don’t know how long I have been hiding in the snow pit, but the ground suddenly shook faintly, and a dull running sound came from the distance. A group of nearly 10,000 calf-sized snowshoe rabbits were running towards the creek like a sea tide.
Come.
With the power of nearly ten thousand snow rabbits running wildly together, no monster below the Nascent Soul stage dares to defeat its edge. These damn rabbits are indeed delicious in meat, but their fur is extremely tough and powerful. Monsters in the Nascent Soul stage
If you are not careful, your bones will be broken by them. If you are trapped in a herd of rabbits, being trampled to death by a group of fat and muscular rabbits is not a glorious way to die.
The Black Wind Valley is really too cold. The hot springs ejected from the center of the earth contain some kind of wonderful heat. All living creatures need to constantly replenish a certain amount of water from the hot springs in the center of the earth in order to use this heat to reproduce. For the Black Wind Valley population
For the largest number of snowshoe rabbits, it is very important to regularly replenish the water in the geocentric hot springs.
These damn rabbits can feed on the ubiquitous iron branches bushes in Black Wind Valley, so they have no pressure to survive at all. They also have no talent for cultivation. Their biggest pastime every day is to reproduce offspring. Basically, a pair of qualified snow rabbits
A couple can give birth to a litter of offspring in half a month. Therefore, despite being hunted by monsters in the Black Wind Valley, the population of snowshoe rabbits has remained prosperous.
Hongya clenched the flying knife in his hand. It was easy for other monsters to hunt snow rabbits, but for him, it was still too much.
The ground around them shook violently, and a large group of silver-white figures galloped past the snow pit, but they managed to avoid stepping on Hong Ya's body.
The red-eyed Red Fang stared at these plump and lovely rabbits, saliva dripping down in large areas. He held the throwing knife tightly, waiting for the best opportunity to strike. His ears swayed rapidly from side to side, listening to the surroundings.
There was movement; his nose twitched rapidly, nervously sniffing the surrounding smells.
Every now and then, some monsters will come here to hunt snow rabbits for the Tooth Festival. I hope Hongya won't be unlucky enough to meet them.
In just two or three breaths, a large group of snowshoe rabbits rushed to the stream. Nearly ten thousand white, plump and cute rabbits lined up neatly along the stream, neatly lowering their heads and drinking the stream water.
.The long ears of these rabbits swayed left and right in a uniform manner, carefully listening to the movements around them.
"Gulu, gulu", the rabbits' stomachs were full of water. They raised their heads with satisfaction and shook their plump bodies vigorously. Waves of meat could be seen rolling over their plump buttocks.
At this time, Hongya screamed, and his small body suddenly shot out of the snow pit. The flying knife brought a green cold light and shot towards a snow rabbit that was close at hand. The sharp flying knife pierced it easily.
That silly rabbit's throat.
The lasso in his hand was swept out like a snake, and he tightly tied up the rabbit that lost its life in an instant.
Hongya roared upwards in joy, put his feet on top of the dead rabbit, held the lasso tightly with both hands, and ran towards the road he came from while holding the rabbit, which weighed at least over 500 kilograms.
God was also helping Hongya. A tornado rolled up close to the ground at the right time. Large amounts of powdery mist-like snow particles were swept up. The visibility next to the stream dropped to zero for a while. Hongya was running at an extremely fast speed.
Quickly, in a few breaths, he had already dragged the frozen rabbit and escaped more than three miles along the way he came.
Everything went so smoothly, Hongya happily ran forward with the throwing knife in his mouth and the lasso.
It's a pity that my cultivation level is not enough to control the flying sword of the fairy weapon level. It would be great if I could have an ordinary magic weapon or spiritual weapon. If it is flying with the flying sword, I can at least control it now.
He has already traveled twenty or thirty miles.
But it's enough. Those dead rabbits won't care about the life and death of a companion. I am already safe, and my five brothers can survive!
Just as he was running at full speed with joy, the fierce Hongya heard a strong wind blowing down from above his head. His shoulders suddenly hurt, and a large amount of blood spurted out from his shoulders. A pair of sharp steel claws tore open his shoulders, killing him.
The two lute bones were smashed into pieces.
Both hands suddenly lost all strength, and the lasso suddenly slipped away from the palms. Hongya howled miserably, and his unbalanced body staggered forward for two steps. He stumbled and fell to the ground, following the running path.
It rolled forward more than ten feet with momentum.
A strong wind hit her face, and the snowflakes in the sky were swept away. Hongya fell heavily to the ground, and it took a while before she could barely muster some strength to raise her head.
Hongya's heart suddenly sank, deeply.
There are nine monsters in front of them. They are wearing uniform black armor. Judging from the marks on their chests, these monsters are all subordinates of the Demon King of Iron Ridge Mountain. There is also a big black eagle with a wingspan of more than ten feet hovering in the sky.
These nine monsters are exactly ten people, which is the standard configuration of the Iron Ridge Mountain patrol team.
Hongya's torn shoulder was quickly frozen into ice cubes, and the bright red ice cubes hung on the wound, looking extremely miserable.
Due to strong winds, severe cold, and severe injuries, Hongya's physical strength and mana were rapidly draining away. His body was trembling, and his eyesight was turning black.
But he still forced a smile, stood up from the ground in a panic, and then knelt down heavily towards the nine monsters in front of him.
Humbly pressing his forehead to the snow, Hongya smiled condescendingly and said: "Seniors, how did the little demon offend you? Please consider that the little demon is young and ignorant, and treat the little demon like a fart.
Drop it!"
When he said these words, drops of blood dripped from the corners of Hongya's mouth. His teeth bit his tongue, and the blood just dripped down.
In the Ice Hell, power means everything. If you want to survive in this damn place, you must either be stronger than others, or you must be servile and beg for mercy from the strong.
The nine little monsters patrolling the mountain are probably at the early stage of Yuanying. The black eagle that exudes a terrifying aura above their heads is at least at the middle stage of Yuanying. If Hongya's parents are still alive, these ten monsters will give Hongya a
Hong Ya was not qualified to lick her ass. But without the care of her parents, Hong Ya could only kneel on the ground resigned to her fate and beg for her life from these little monsters.
The ten monsters laughed at the same time, especially the black eagle above the head whose smile became brighter and brighter.
"Brothers, this is the little bastard who was the commander of our battalion back then! I wonder if his meat tastes good?"
Several other monsters laughed so much that their saliva drooled. A tiger monster picked up Hongya, stretched out his tongue and licked his face hard. The tiger monster's tongue was full of sharp barbs, red
The skin of the tooth was rolled down, and blood flowed gurglingly.
"I don't know how the meat tastes, but the blood tastes pretty good!"
The tiger demon looked at Hongya greedily and said with a smile: "Brothers, how can this little skinny meat stand? He also had a few brothers, and they barbecued them together and ate them. Hey, back then they were damned and I was doing camp.
When I had my head, they beat and scolded us all day long!"
The black eagle above his head flew down, and with the shrill cry of the eagle, he turned into a dark and thin middle-aged man.
Grabbing Hongya's neck, Black Eagle shouted sharply: "Where are your other brothers?"
With a roll of his eyes, Black Eagle smiled and said: "Tell us where your brother is and I will let you go!"
Hongya stared at Black Eagle, gasping for breath.
Black Eagle was very dissatisfied with Hongya's reaction. He slapped Hongya hard and shouted sternly: "Where are your brothers? Tell me! I will let you live! Let us eat your brothers, you
Just try to survive, didn’t you hear clearly?”
Hongya took a few breaths and suddenly whispered: "Put me down, and I will take you to find my brothers!"
Black Eagle and all the little demons laughed wildly. Black Eagle proudly put down Red Fang and kicked him hard on the butt.
Hongya picked up the snow rabbit and the flying knife he had just thrown away in his mouth, lowering his head to lead the way.
The ten monsters followed Hongya triumphantly, smiling and thinking about how to make Hongya's younger brothers have the best taste.
After trudging for an hour, Hongya silently led the ten monsters to the entrance of the cave where his brothers were hiding. He lowered his head first and stuffed the snow rabbit he had hunted into the cave, and then slowly stood up.
He stood up and smiled strangely at the ten monsters.
"Why are you laughing?" Black Eagle looked at Hongya strangely: "Are your brothers inside?"
A large amount of blood suddenly spurted out from Hongya's mouth, and a power erupted from his body that terrified Black Eagle and the nine monsters.
He opened his mouth, and a column of blood mixed with a fist-sized demon pill shot out. The demon pill was surrounded by dazzling fire and was expanding rapidly. Hongya controlled the demon pill and shot it at Black Eagle and other monsters.
, he shouted loudly: "If you want to die, let's die together! Hehe, my brothers can live!"
The self-exploding demon elixir, a demon elixir that is a complete golden elixir, self-destructs at such a close range, even a monster in the Nascent Soul stage cannot bear it.
Several monsters were so frightened that they stared blankly at the demon pill, their minds going blank for a while.
Didn't they agree to let Hongya go? Why did he still fight to the death? Self-destruction of the demon pill? Is he crazy?
Seeing that the golden elixir was about to explode, a hand with a touch of fresh air came out of Xieji, and held Hongya's golden elixir in one hand.
A soft breath enveloped Hongya's demon elixir, and almost instantly wiped out the violent mana within the elixir.
"You little demon, you're not bad! You're worth saving!"
Gu Xiechen, wearing a blue Taoist robe, emerged from the wind and snow.
