"Si Ming, should we go to the Sunset Forest or the Star Forest?" Dai Mubai asked.
"Don't go to either one?" Jiang Siming said with a slight smile.
The three of them were a little surprised that Jiang Siming, the two largest known soul beast gathering places on the Douluo Continent, didn't choose either one.
There may not be ten-thousand-year soul beasts in other soul beast forests, but the chance is very slim.
"Si Ming, if you have any ideas, please tell me!" Dai Mubai knew that Jiang Siming must have considered it.
"Our destination this time is the far north. It also meets the requirements of Yue'er's soul ring." Jiang Siming said slowly.
The news of Ghost Douluo's death will probably spread to Wuhun Palace soon. If he goes to Sunset Forest or Star Dou Forest, Jiang Siming is worried that something unexpected will happen.
And with the discontinuation of bullet production, Jiang Siming will once again become the target of Wuhun Palace.
In the far north, Wuhundian's hand can't reach there yet.
The three of them looked at each other, but they didn't have any opinions.
"Now that it's decided, let's set off." Dai Mubai seemed a little anxious. After all, as the absolute level ceiling among the Shrek Seven Monsters, he is now stuck at level 60. Although Dai Mubai didn't say it, he was still very worried.
eager.
"Don't worry, I have to pick up someone. No, it should be a beast." Jiang Siming touched his chin and said.
The three of them once again cast doubtful glances.
...
Half a month later, at the edge of the far north.
Two men, two women and one beast set foot on this ice-covered continent.
"Brother Siming, is the little fox really a 70,000-year-old soul beast?" Shui Yue'er stroked the snoring little fox in her arms and said in disbelief.
Shui Yue'er is an ice-type soul master, so she enjoys the comfort brought to her by the ice elements around her.
Jiang Siming nodded, looking at the heartless little fox and couldn't help but feel a little helpless. After all, a ten thousand-year-old soul beast with such a heartless spirit like the little fox is really a wonder in the world of soul beasts.
Jiang Siming came to the far north this time because the little fox had a group of younger brothers of a hundred thousand-year-old spirit beast boss in this frosty world.
If Wuhun Palace really dares to extend its claws to the far north, Jiang Siming doesn't mind losing a few more masters.
The only thing that makes Jiang Siming a little worried is that if he meets that person, he is afraid that it will end badly.
However, as long as Jiang Siming does not enter the inner circle, the probability of meeting that person is almost non-existent.
"Everyone should always be careful. The view here seems to be very broad, but no one knows what is under the white snow. It may even be more dangerous than the Star Forest." Jiang Siming reminded that in the far north,
In such an open environment, it is easy for people to lose their vigilance.
The three of them all nodded, knowing that the more harsh the environment, the more dangerous the spirit beasts would be if they survived. On this plain of ice with no shelter at all, the spirit beasts in the far north may be far more concealed.
Far beyond the soul beasts in the forest.
On the empty ice and snow field, the figures of four people walking seemed a bit awkward.
...
In the realm of gods.
The holy sky turned a little gray at this time.
"Be kind, we don't have much time." The God of Evil couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the increasingly gray sky, his eyes filled with worry that could not be concealed.
"So what can we do? Although you and I have the blessing of the original power, we are still not qualified to be the master of the plane. We can only be so passive and become fish on other people's swords." The God of Kindness no longer wants to be the master of the plane.
There is no longer the calmness of the past.
"Are you really not going to activate the sealed god? How can the eggs be intact when the nest is overturned?" The God of Goodness looked at the God of Evil and asked.
"The disaster back then has made the current God Realm less powerful than before, and the conflict between the two clans is simply difficult to mediate. Are you still willing to believe them?" the God of Evil said stubbornly.
"Aren't you and me mutually reinforcing each other? We are also imprinted by the laws of this world. It is wise to fight the enemy together." The kind god shook his head helplessly.
"Stop talking, it's all a gamble. I would rather bet on humans." The God of Evil said coldly.
"Wait! All we can do now is wait. I gave a hint to Rakshasa. If he is smart, he will get rid of this matter." The evil god narrowed his eyes slightly.
"He will always know, how long can you hide it?" The kind god looked at the increasingly gray sky, fascinated.
"Humph! So what if he knows?" The God of Evil snorted coldly, turned around and left.
It gradually began to rain in the sky.
Looking at the God of Evil's departure, the God of Kindness who remained in place murmured, "It hasn't rained in the God Realm for a long time."
...
In the far north, on the endless plains of ice.
Dai Mubai was currently fighting a huge frost wolf.
After a loud noise, flying snow filled the sky.
One man and one wolf were facing each other in the distance. Three huge blood marks on Dai Mubai's chest were extremely conspicuous, and the cold air slowly spread to the whole body along the injured wounds.
This pure white giant frost wolf stared fiercely at Dai Mubai in front of him. At the same time, he was always wary of Jiang Siming and others who were watching the battle.
This 25,000-year-old frost wave was hidden in the white snow and wanted to attack everyone. If Jiang Siming hadn't sensed its murderous intent, he might have succeeded.
"Brother Siming, Mubai seems to be unable to hold on any longer." Shui Yue'er said worriedly, looking at Jiang Siming with a look of help.
"Believe in Mubai." Jiang Siming said calmly. As long as Dai Mubai shows signs of failure, Jiang Siming will take action without hesitation.
At the moment when people were talking to each other, a fierce battle broke out again between one man and one beast.
"White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"
The huge white light beam rushed towards the frost wolf.
"Ouch!" The giant frost wolf howled deafeningly, and seven giant walls of ice rose from the ground.
The white tiger's fierce light wave broke through seven ice walls, and its power was already reduced to tenth, and was easily blocked by the giant frost wolf.
With the rapid consumption of soul power in his body, Dai Mubai gradually couldn't restrain the ice energy eroding from the wound.
Feeling Dai Mubai's increasingly weakened energy field, the giant frost wolf seized the opportunity and pounced on Dai Mubai, its bloody mouth seeming to swallow Dai Mubai in one gulp.
Shui Yue'er, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. She wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by Jiang Siming.
The next moment, the huge wolf's mouth seemed to be frozen, unable to close together.
As soon as the White Tiger Demon God arrived, he slowly opened the bloody mouth bit by bit.
Jiang Siming also looked at Dai Mubai with some worry at this moment. He was now close to the limit. He had not obtained the sixth soul ring. It was too difficult to fight against a 25,000-year-old soul beast.
With an angry cry of pain, two streams of blood spurted out and turned into ice shards in mid-air.
The frost wolf's eyes were filled with blood red at this moment, and it once again opened its bloody mouth and bit hard at Dai Mubai, who was holding two huge teeth in his hand.
A flash of sword light flashed, and the Frost Wolf's movements came to an abrupt halt. A huge gash suddenly opened in its abdomen. Before the blood could spurt out, the wound was frozen. However, the internal organs in the Frost Wolf's body had also been split into two.
The next moment, the giant frost wolf fell suddenly, its breath was weak, and its huge pupils were still staring at Dai Mubai.