The bitter snow covered the team's route. The wolf men looked around vigilantly, and at the same time stared at the blue-gray back sitting on the wolf's back in front of the team with fear.

The burly man carrying a scimitar was still taciturn.

"It is a great honor for us to be willing to walk with us." The old woman said, while carefully observing the young man.

He did not report his name, but only called him "Mr. Feng", but he called him "Mr. Feng", although the people in the team were more respectful titles such as "Adults" and "Seniors".

Mr. Feng looked only in his early twenties. The old woman could tell at a glance that his facial features belonged to Mobei. Judging from the texture of the blue-gray cloak and sharp-toothed decoration, she should be a grassland man in the eastern part of Mobei. However, the other person's skin was not as rough and rosy as the grassland man, and it was a marble texture that was biased towards the Beihai man.

Coupled with the means of using ghosts and gods, the identity seems even more bizarre and difficult to distinguish.

Mr. Feng smiled and did not respond to the old woman's flattery.

"Walking fifty miles more, you will enter the territory of Menghuang." The man opened the map and carefully aimed at the route. He saw a hill towering in the wind and snow, with black rock exposed on the surface, "That hill is the dividing line."

"The Dream Emperor is the demon emperor of the Extreme Palace cultivated by a nightmare. He has been entrenched here for many years and the territorial radiation range is very wide. He once created nightmares in the Little Khingan Mountains in the Greater Khingan Mountains, sucked the spirit of living beings, and was driven to this point by the other big monster. He can be said to be an extremely powerful old demon emperor. I heard that there is a demon ancestor standing behind him. He is the senior who leads this nightmare practice, so he should not be underestimated." The old woman introduced.

This is Mr. Feng's request to join their team, and people need to explain in detail to him about the matter in the ice field.

This move made the old woman even more puzzled. The pilgrims who came to the ice field had done more or less homework on the culmination ceremony in the ice field and the powerful creatures in the ice field, and could tell which strong ones belong to some areas, but Mr. Feng knew nothing about it. His understanding of the ice field was not even like a creature in Kyushu, and it was a bit too barren.

But the other party insisted on going to the depths of the ice field, which had a strong and clear purpose.

What a weird guy.

The team winds forward, and after half a day, they stepped into the territory of the Nightmare Demon King.

Mr. Feng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke out: "Didn't you handle this demon king in advance?"

The old woman was stunned, "I don't know what Mr. Feng means?"

The man in front said: "I don't know that although this place belongs to the territory of the Nightmare Demon Emperor, in fact, this Demon Emperor loves the city-state where creatures gather more. He will not have any interest in this wilderness ridge, and a marginal area will not be alarmed."

Mr. Feng raised his eyebrows: "Is that right? How did I see that the demon king coming?"

As soon as the words were finished, the wind and snow suddenly became fierce. The wolf was roaring low and a strange-looking creature like a black bat slapped its wings and emerged from the cold wind. The black hair fell over the ice crystals. It hovered directly in front and blocked the team's way.

The moment this strange creature appeared, a thin and tiny area covered the place, and the snow dust on the ground was stained with a ray of green. Everyone in the team felt a heart-wrenching pain, and nightmares kept emerging in their minds.

"The Realm of Imperial Dao!" The man widened his eyes, unable to believe it.

During the Crown ceremony, only a very small number of snow-land creatures possess magical powers. These local creatures rely more on their extraordinary physical bodies and dragon veins to compete with outsiders for opportunities. Unexpectedly, they would meet a creature with the imperial realm here. Even if the other party's imperial realm has been reduced to an extremely weak level, it is the imperial realm, which can suppress everyone without any suspense.

"Hehe, I heard that the leader of the Five Immortals came to pass by me, but I didn't expect that I would really catch it. It's not in vain that I was circling around for seven days and seven nights in such heavy snow." The Nightmare Demon Emperor gathered his bat wings, smashed his sharp claws into the ice ground, and raised the snow dust.

"In addition to the Five Immortals, there are also a few high-quality blood foods. The Mobei Canglang, which is not bad... not bad!" said the strange smile, revealing his fangs, and his round eyes turned around, and he glanced back and forth on the Canglang.

This look made everyone feel cold in their hearts. The old woman asked quickly: "Hello Menghuang, we are just going to the pilgrimage team deep in the ice field. We have no grudges and grudges with you, why did we stop us from going?"

"No grievances and no grievances? What a grievances and no grievances!" The Nightmare Demon Emperor sneered, "I created some nightmares and practiced in the northeast of Yan Kingdom. I swallowed only tens of thousands of creatures, and was called by the Five Immortals to drive me out. The snake fairy was so vicious that I bit my bat wings and injected venom, which made me unable to fly for decades and could only climb on the ground like a dog! I climbed all the way on the ground, and finally got the appreciation of Master Jinmo Salary, then I escaped from the sea of ​​suffering and came to this extreme north ice field. Old lady, do you think this is no grievances and no grievances?"

The huge head roared at the position of the old woman, the wind and snow were pressed down, and the saliva fell on the crowd like a heavy rain.

Looking at the embarrassing crowd, the Nightmare Demon King was proud. In this unlawful land, no one would know what it did. Even the genius of human race had to be at its mercy when he came to this world!

"Hmm?" Suddenly, the Nightmare Demon Emperor noticed the man wearing a blue-gray cloak on his back. There seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of him, intercepting Fengxue and Spicy Stars.

"Monbei people?" said the Nightmare Demon King, "No obstacle! It happened that the Mobei people also had a grudge against me!"

At this time, the man carrying a knife couldn't help but speak, "What kind of hatred do people in Mobei have with you?"

"Ah? Hey! This matter has been a long story. In the age of Rise, I was just born... a young man under the wolf king stole my medium! As the saying goes, stealing a medium is like killing a parent, which is an irreconcilable blood hatred!" The Nightmare Demon King was full of nonsense. From the age of Rise to the arrival of the old ancestor, there was no young man who patted the snow on the blue-gray cloak. He stared at the Nightmare Demon King with interest, and his eyes were spinning with strange golden lotus patterns.

"Is that boy called Feng Siyu?" the young man smiled.

The Nightmare Demon Emperor was stunned, and nodded after recalling for a moment, "Feng Siyu... Yes, Feng Siyu! It's that little bastard! Who are you? You actually know the name of that little bastard?"

The young man twisted an ancient tooth on his chest and shook his head and said, "This wolf is moving a little slower."

"What do you mean by boy?" The Demon King exuded the pressure of the extreme palace realm, which made everyone unable to raise their heads for a moment.

"Carry me for a ride."

The next moment, the Demon King's roar sounded in the wind and snow, "Boy, you are so brave! How dare you treat me as your mount?"

When everyone saw the demon king being angry, they spread their bat wings and pounced on them, lifting their bloody mouth.

Everyone saw "Mr. Feng" sitting upright again. A pair of invisible palms fell from the sky and pressed the demon king's head, throwing it into the snow with dizzy and spitting it all over the snow.

"Sir, please spare me!"

Seeing the young man rolling over the wolf's back and falling to the ground and walking towards it, Nightmare hurriedly called out, for fear that he would be indifferent to his head and face.

What strange method is this? I have never seen it before! I recalled that I was hit hard by an invisible force before, and the Nightmare Demon Emperor wailed in his heart.

The young man walked up to it and said again: "Carry me for a ride?"

This time, the Nightmare Demon King kept nodding, for fear that the other party would repent.
Chapter completed!