The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

Baru held the flame tree tightly. The golden flame was the only light in the darkness.

Around the cold wind, white sand falls from the sky, more and more dense and bigger!

This is not sand at all, but hail!

And these hail seem to fall on the body with terrible cold, which can freeze the human soul.

The cold wind blew on the body and took away the heat energy in the body. Everyone was shivering with cold.

The air breathed out becomes ice and snow, hanging on the eyelashes and the tip of the nose.

It's very difficult to erase.

Longbo giant has been accompanied by volcanoes since its birth, and has adapted to the hot environment.

However, they have never seen such extreme cold!

This is unbearable for them!

"How cold!" The bald man who followed him threw all his axes aside and rubbed his hands and feet.

"Pick up the weapon!" It was not Baru who spoke, but his son, Baman.

"Yes, yes!" The faces of Baman and Baru are somewhat similar. They are about seventeen or eighteen years old.

But the actual age is more than 500 years.

It is said that the tiger father has no dog son, and Baman is also a famous warrior in the Longbo giant family.

Very young, he successfully passed the test of the bitter friar.

After his father became the patriarch, he became a brave man in the hunting team.

His prestige is not weak.

So the bald head bent down hastily.

But when he trembled and tried to pick up the bone axe on the ground.

Click.

As soon as his finger touched the bone axe on the ground, the hard bone axe turned into debris!

"How possible!"

"This is made of the skull of the monster at the beginning of the fifth order!"

His bald face was full of surprise.

"Forget the axe and go!" At this time, Baman urged him.

"Yes, yes!" Bald head wanted to stand up, but he found his right hand stuck to the ground, and he couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried.

The body was completely frozen for a while.

"Help... Help me!"

He struggled to stand up, but his hands and feet were stiff and it was very difficult to move.

Those people nearby saw him as if they saw the God of plague and avoided him one after another.

They are all mud Bodhisattvas crossing the river. How can they save him?

Moreover, there were not a few people who migrated all the way. They were abandoned by everyone, and the patriarch didn't say anything.

The patriarch also said, "the survival of the fittest, only the strong can live."

All the people bypassed him and hurried to the bright place ahead.

In less than half an hour, the world suddenly changed and the cold wind howled. Under this extreme climate, they had long known the terrible.

If they move a little slower, they will be taken away by the cold wind and become an ice sculpture!

In this darkness, I don't know how many people were swallowed up silently.

"Wait... Wait! Don't leave me!"

His bald head and mouth were sobbing, and he didn't dare to shout, which would lead to the cold wind breaking his heart.

But he was clearly aware that his body temperature was passing quickly and his head became dizzy.

Not surprisingly, after a few breaths, he will become a corpse standing in place.

The bald man was in despair, and the darkness around him swallowed him up.

"Alas, I gave up others like this in front of me. Now it's a causal cycle."

He has given up his struggle.

"Step, step!"

Just then, he heard a steady sound of footsteps and a tall figure appeared.

A cold light flashed.

"Click!"

His right hand fell on the ground. The blood flowing out of his hand didn't need to stop bleeding. It was frozen into an ice lump between his two breaths.

"Can you stand up?" A familiar voice came to my ears.

"Yes, yes!" The desire for survival made his body explode with infinite power, and he struggled to stand up.

Then, bald head was surprised to find that it was the patriarch Baru who saved him in front of him!

"Go!" As soon as Baru pushed his back, the powerful spiritual power was transmitted into his body and brought heat.

At this time, there was darkness around, and only two people were staggering forward.

Baru is OK. He is one of the five primitive giants.

He can use his divine sense to explore the surrounding terrain and barely recognize the direction.

However, the storm contains extremely terrible power.

Divine consciousness also seems to be able to freeze.

Both of them groped forward with difficulty.

"Patriarch, what about the others...?" The bald head asked shivering.

"I have given the flame tree to my son. He has returned to the cave with the patriarch."

Balu's breath is slightly fluffy. Even a primitive giant like him is struggling in such a terrible cold.

"What about the people behind?" The bald head asked shivering.

He has died once, and now his attitude towards people with similar experiences has completely changed.

"If you can save me, save me. If you can't, that's their destiny!"

He said viciously, gritting his teeth.

Baru has some regrets. At least thousands of ethnic people fall behind.

In such an extreme climate, few can survive.

His heart ached.

Many of these people are his relatives and friends, and now they will be swallowed up by the cold wind.

"This scourge has come, as he said."

"If I stayed in the flame mountain, there would be no such situation."

Baru was in a trance.

One side of the moment, he helped up another ethnic group who fell to the ground, touched his mouth and nose, and there was no breath.

"Patriarch... Do you regret it?" Asked the bald man, pale and trembling.

"No! I don't regret it! I made my own choice..." he carried the three people with breath on his body and walked steadily to the front.

"No matter what, I will stick to it."

The bald man did not speak, but just imitated his appearance. He carried two people and gathered more and more people around them.

However, the footsteps were quiet, and no one dared to make a sound.

Because there was a great movement not far ahead.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

The heavy footsteps stepped on the ground, and the hail flashed a faint blue light with the footsteps, and the smell of a wild beast came from a distance.

Its breath is as vast as a sea of smoke. It's not smooth to breathe just because of its momentum.

The most frightening thing is the body!

Even if the mountain is in front of it, it exists like a small building block!

Relying on the reflection of the snow on the ground, the people saw the shape of the monster.

This is an ape with two heads, long white hair all over the body and hands above the knee.

Its forehead is inlaid with a diamond shaped ice crystal, and terrible waves come from it.

This is at least the fierce beast at the top of level 7!

Everyone's heart is beating. This monster is really too powerful. Even the patriarch Baru is just the existence of the later stage of the fourth order.

If they disturb such a fierce beast, they may be swallowed alive!

Everyone dared not go out and moved slowly in the opposite direction.

"Click!"

At this time, Baru stepped on a coral that ate flame and made a clear sound.