A few days later, the same place.

The mountains, wild trees, insects, fish, birds and beasts, and the unique tranquility of the deep mountains.

The sword shadow crossed the clouds and arrived at this area with lightning.

An Wanxian, who was sitting on the sword side, pinched the sword technique with one hand and the arithmetic with the other hand, frowned slightly.

"It's here," she said.

With a dull sound, countless birds and birds were scared away, and the thick snow also fell down.

The lightning stagnated, and the green flame reached out to gather the thunder spear and appeared. The blue lightning rushed and turned into her robe.

She looked around and focused, all perceptions were open to the limit, and even the imperial realm had a faint tendency to spread out.

Obviously, this kind of thing cannot be careless. Even if she is not alone at this moment, she cannot be careless. Having dealt with filth and being able to easily deal with embryos and eggs buried in secret corners does not mean that this "door" can also be easily dealt with.

Qingyan's vision gradually became wider. When he passed through the forest area, he saw the extremely clear lake water.

There is still snow falling here.

An Wanxian sat on the sword, his eyes down.

This is clearly a stretching mountain range, but it broke down here and collapsed downwards, forming a large lake. It was snowing heavily and the lake shore on the other side could not be seen.

The collapse can still be seen at the edge, as if some force has been forcibly stripped of the strata and mountains, leaving behind this lake.

She could not sense that kind of filth, as if in these few days, everything melted into this lake.

"I'm sure that's the case?" Qing Yan asked.

She also noticed something was wrong.

It was too clean, let alone the filth, she could not even observe the dust. The lake water was quiet in the heavy snow, standing on the shore of the lake, the rushing lightning was subconsciously restrained by her and did not want to destroy this tranquility. Inexplicably, it gave Qingyan a feeling like the lake and sea deep in Taihang, but there was no old camphor tree covering the sky and the sun.

The snow is even colder.

"It's true." An Wanxian was very sure.

"Why..."

"Two girls, because it's over." Another old voice suddenly sounded between Qing Yan and An Wanxian.

Qingyan looked back.

She glanced at An Wanxian without leaving any trace. Judging from her expression, she did not notice that there was a third creature here.

Behind them, a human face appeared on a tree.

Very old.

If ordinary creatures see this, they may mistakenly think that this old face is the spirit of this tree. But Qingyan and An Wanxian discovered the clues at the first time. This tree has a very powerful consciousness, not from the tree itself, but from the earth. This is the owner of this face climbing onto this ancient tree with some means and using the tree to talk to them.

"Who are you?"

"Most of the creatures in this mountain range call me Sanli." said Shu.

"Some creatures respect me very much and call me king."

Wang Qingyan of Little Xing'anling frowned.

She once heard Xue Qi mention the king of Xiaoxinganling, and it is said that she has a bad temper. She thought that her original body would be a powerful beast, but she didn't expect that she would be an elderly man when she appeared in front of her.

"Sorry, guests, in theory, there has been such a huge change in this mountain range. I should meet with myself in my body, at least in a reasonable way to treat guests." Lao Shu smiled.

Qingyan outlined an image of an old human pedan in his mind.

It is very different from the kings she has seen. Compared to the demon or king, she is more like an old scholar, speaking slowly and relaxing.

“My body is dormant.”

"I need this person to bring me my apology to the person who is Daxinganling." Lao Shu looked at Qingyan. "I know that the wolf pack invaded Daxinganling and I should help me. The wolf king on the grassland is definitely not the one who is Daxinganling. If the wolf pack tear the opening in Daxinganling, the whole north will fall. But I didn't have this ability at that time."

He sighed.

"I encountered another king wandering in the ice field."

"With the power of the entire Little Khingan Mountains, I barely repelled it. I lost my lower body and had to go to sleep. The protection level of the mountains reached a low point, allowing some things to penetrate in."

"I don't know how you call that place. The human beings in the world call Siberia. In the memory of the rise, they call that place the Northland, the extreme north of the North State, and that place gave birth to a terrifying existence that was not inferior to the wolf king in the grassland."

An Wanxian was silent.

In this short winter, the north was attacked on three sides.

A country's national invasion, the raft of wolves in the grassland, and the existence from the ice field described by the old tree.

Somewhat magical, everything happens at the same time.

"Where has that existence in the Ice Field gone now?" An Wanxian asked, and she vaguely noticed something.

"He left, gave up the mountain range, and went to other places. It was abruptly, and I could breathe. His strength was terrible. I could not stop it by myself. At that time, I would repel him. If he had no other goals or changes, he would make a comeback, and I would be torn to pieces by him..."

The narrative suddenly stopped.

The faces on the old tree became drowsy, their eyebrows and eyes drooped, narrowing into slits.

"Old man?" Qingyan walked over and patted the tree trunk.

"Ah! Sorry, sorry..." Lao Shu suddenly woke up.

"I'm too weak. If the dragon hadn't brought great vitality to me, I might have been sleeping, and you can't see me."

"Jiulong?" Qingyan was stunned.

"Yes, a red dragon. That creature is quite powerful, and it should also be a creature of Chengmian. Oh, by the way, there is also an extremely beautiful woman beside him." Lao Shu continued.

Qingyan's expression was a little stiff.

"The whole north is in chaos..." Lao Shu sighed.

"The invasion that Chengmian creatures that are invisible at all are actually happening after another."

"Didn't I tell you, why are you not able to sense what happened here? Because it's over. When the dragon found me, he said that the matter here is over. At least for ten years, this thing will not appear again."

"The dragon that happened in Daxinganling also told me, but I didn't expect that Tongming Chapel would suffer such trauma one day."

The faces on the old tree gradually blurred.

"Why struggle to cross?"

"You run around, don't worry about leaving. Stay here for a few days and have a good rest. I have also received the dragon for a day. This chaotic day has come to an end."

"Although the snow in Little Xing'anling is cold, the beauty you see in spring is also invisible to other places." The old tree's voice gradually became low, as if it was about to fall asleep again.

"Ruiwen." He shouted.

A lynx strolled out of the jungle and jumped flexibly to the trunk of an old tree.

Beautiful eyes looked at Qingyan and An Wanxian.

"Two, do you want to fight or live in a tree?" The lynx smiled.

…………

Scales cross the sea of ​​clouds, Li Shi'an was swimming.

The golden candlelight finally looked at the direction of Little Xing'anling.

That place was cold and white, which was particularly noticeable from his height.

The king of Little Xing'anling, Sanli.

A ginseng plant.

An old man.

And the king who wandered on the ice field.

Li Xi'an withdrew his gaze.

He will go to Changbai Mountain to watch over the last period of awakening in Tongming.
Chapter completed!