Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

"We have no malice. We just want to spend the night here. Brother Feng, please tell the snowman. Thank you very much." Quhan mountain road.

Feng Yimo nodded and motioned to the high priest that they all went back.

"It's big inside. Brother Qu, please help yourself."

When Qu Hanshan and others entered the abandoned city, they were surprised to see the tall and straight silver wolf. If they didn't see the silver wolf motionless, they almost sacrificed their weapons.

Perhaps because of the silver wolf, Qu Hanshan and other xueshanzong disciples hid in another place, took out the tent from the storage bag and put it up, then sent two people to guard, and others began to make a fire to cook.

In the largest tent, Qu Hanshan sits in the middle, and two old men and a woman in White Palace Dress sit beside him.

"Deacon Qu, do you see the origin of those snowmen?" An old man asked, this man's mid-term cultivation of gold elixir, with a face full of ravines, a mouth full of yellow teeth.

Qu Hanshan shook his head. "I think they should be snowmen. A tribe migrates, tames snow wolves, pulls plows, and is guarded by wolf king. It's not easy."

"Well, it is. Wolf king itself is extremely fierce, and it is a level three high-level monster, which is generally very difficult to tame. How can the snowman do it? " The Palace Dress nun said that she was also the middle cultivation of Jindan.

"It's not necessarily domesticated by the snowman." Another old man said.

"Oh? What's Mr. Feng's opinion? " Qu Hanshan looked at the old man.

"As the old people know, the snowmen are forbidden to practice. For so many years, they only rely on totem to survive. They have no ability to domesticate such a high-level monster. I think the snow wolf king should be domesticated by that young man!"

Qu Hanshan nodded and agreed with him. He said, "I'm the Deacon's fake baby realm, but I can't see through the real cultivation of the young man named Feng Yimo. At first sight, he is the second level of the golden elixir, but I'm afraid in front of him."

The other three, with a dignified face, said in unison, "the same is true of the three of us."

"If it wasn't for the innate ability of being extremely sensitive to danger, we would be confused by this person's superficial illusion." Qu Hanshan said: "but fortunately, they have no malice. Tell the disciples to be careful tonight and leave early tomorrow. Don't delay."

"Yes, Deacon!"

Crazy old three people out of the tent, each arrangement to go, Qu Hanshan toward the wind Yi Mo side to see a look, and clothes lie down.

Both sides are vigilant. Feng Yimo sees the high priest and they are very nervous. He smiles and tells them to sleep at ease. If there is a wolf king on guard, they will be OK. Then they go back to their tents and sleep.

Feng Yimo pan is sitting in the tent, looking at the sleeping little Wula with a smile on his face. The child is predestined with him.

In the middle of the night, the silver wolf in charge of the guard suddenly stood up, raised his head and let out a shrill howl. Everyone was awakened. Feng Yimo jumped up and rushed out of the tent. The opposite Qu Hanshan also came out, his face was gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "little brother Feng, we are surrounded by Bingli tiger!"

The wind Yi Mo is surprised, the spirit consciousness spreads out, immediately discover abandoned city around appear hundreds of tall gray pattern of fierce tiger, it is three level medium level monster ice Li tiger!

If it's a few, or even a dozen, it can be solved by abolishing all the friars in the city and the wolf king, but there are more than 300 at a time. There's no way to break through the siege, so we have to stick to the abandoned castle!

Feng Yimo does not hesitate to take out more than ten array flags and throw them into the air. As the array flag falls, a transparent shield rises around the abandoned fort. This is the level 4 defense array that Feng Yimo has just refined. He felt that the level 3 defense array was not powerful enough before, so he refined the array flag in time along the way. He didn't expect to use it today.

Seeing the big array, Qu Hanshan was happy. With this array as a barrier, he was at least much safer.

"I didn't expect that brother Feng was still a Mage at a young age. I admire him!" Qu Hanshan said with sincere admiration. Not everyone can be a master of the array. Time, understanding, level of prohibition, and a lot of materials are indispensable.

"Brother Qu, gather your good men to attack. If you wait for them to attack, the burden of the defensive array will be too heavy. This battle is inevitable Wind Yi Mo road.

"Well, I'll go right away!"

The snowmen trembled when they saw a big Bingli tiger outside, and the disciples of xueshanzong were pale. So many level 3 monsters appeared all of a sudden. They saw it for the first time. How could they not be afraid?

There are 14 people in Xueshan sect. Among them, Qu Hanshan has the highest level of cultivation, followed by the old man of Feng, the late Jindan, the old man of Bu and the nun of palace dress are all in the middle of Jindan, four are in the early Jindan, and the rest are all monks in the foundation period. With such strength, they should walk through the northern Xinjiang field at will. Unfortunately, they have to be nervous and afraid when they meet so many level 3 monsters. After all, no one wants to die.

"High priest, gather the people together and don't run around. You can't deal with these monsters. You don't have magic power. I can only leave these four bone puppets to protect you." As Feng Yimo said, he sacrificed four bone puppets. After thinking about it, he took out several array flags, threw them out in the concentrated area of the snowman tent, and laid a protective array. Although it was a three-level protective array, it could resist for a moment."Lord Luna, don't worry about us. I just hope that the adults can take Wula away in time of crisis, and we will be at ease. " The high priest's muddy eyes revealed a look of prayer: "Wula represents the last hope of the uhe tribe. As long as he can live, the uhe tribe will not be annihilated!"

Feng Yimo nodded heavily: "don't worry, I will protect Wula well!"

"Thank you, Lord Luna!" The high priest knelt down to thank him.

Outside the abandoned castle, the Bing Li tiger slowly approached. The cold wind sent the stench from them. They were three feet tall, and their red eyes were like two groups of ghost fire floating in the night, which made people afraid.

Now, the greatest fighting power comes from the monks of Xueshan sect. In the face of a large number of three level medium level monster Bingli tiger, silver wolf also hesitated.

Because Qu Hanshan and others often cross most of the northern battlefield and are well prepared, they actually take out three huge chariots with a height of two Zhang. Each chariot has five pointed spears about one and a half feet long and one and a half feet thick. The pointed spears are made of unknown metal and have the power of top-grade spirit weapons. It is extraordinary at first sight.

Feng Yi Mo moved in his heart and walked over: "brother Qu, how many spears do you have?"

Qu Hanshan patted the chariot, "each one of these mountain breaking chariots is very valuable. A spear needs 200 spirit stones, so a mountain breaking chariot is equipped with 20 spears. If there are enough spears and a guard array, maybe you don't have to be afraid of them."

Feng Yimo agreed. Although he had never seen the power of the mountain breaking chariot, from the perspective of his weapon refiner, the power of the spear was more powerful than that of the medium-sized magic weapon, which was enough to give Bingli tiger a fatal blow!

He revolved around the chariot, moved in his heart, and took out a talisman: "brother Qu, if you add level 3 attack talisman to the spear, will the effect increase?"

Qu Hanshan was slightly surprised. A third level talisman was also worth more than 200 spirit stones. It seems that this enigmatic young man is worth a lot of money. "If only one or two talismans are worth nothing..."