(793 The Burning of the Homeland, the Ice Drives the Nightmare)

Among the more than 8,000 Xianxuan cultivators who arrived in Fengdu, there were more than 3,000 in the Void Dan Realm and more than 300 in the Purple Mansion.

Except for a few Jindan old monsters who could be counted with a pair of hands who were not involved in this matter, these people were the main combat power of Xianxuan in the entire Houtu Dynasty, accounting for almost two-thirds of the combat power of the monks of the Houtu Dynasty.

The monks above the Xudan who participated in the Joy Conference each received a token mixed with the Divine Jade. Every time you kill a Dust Beast Master or a War Beast, a wisp of the opponent's soul breath will be included and become the corresponding battle point.

After three months, each monk will be able to use this token to claim his seat in the Immortal Alliance.

Monk Tsukiki is not eligible for a token, but can choose to follow any monk who has the main token. The results they earn will also be counted towards the token holders' records.

In order to prevent these monks from plundering each other, the tokens were designed so that each token had a fixed owner and could not be transferred to others. The record points are also not transferable.

On the cyan token, there is also a blood-red agate-like oval magic weapon, named "Fire Molten Gold Body Pill". This thing is the "life-saving" thing given to each monk by the Xuan Tie Guard, who is responsible for the safety of this Dharma Fighting Conference.

As long as a thought is infused, this "Fire Molten Golden Body Pill" will merge with the monk's physical body.

Regardless of whether the monk is seriously injured or dying, as long as the soul has not entered the reincarnation, the "golden body" will quickly repair the body. After the body is repaired, it will also receive a great increase in combat power.

The matter of fusing the flesh with the magic weapon is not strange on Xija's side. But for the monks of Middle-earth, the physical body is an extremely important thing, and most people are not willing to be transformed casually.

But it's a different story when it comes to life-saving. If you're all going to die, what's not to do?

On the second day of King Yun's expedition, each faction was led by a monk from a large sect or a well-known scattered cultivator of the Purple Mansion's Five Qi Perfections, and began their respective hunting for the Dust Clan's beast masters and war beasts.

Most of the monks followed the Cloud King's northern expedition. It feels more secure for them to follow the army, and the dust people will definitely keep attacking and stopping this army, and they will hopefully reap more successes.

It's different. He was entrusted by King Yun to keep the wind from losing, so he was destined not to be too far away from the wind capital.

Fortunately, he didn't have to stay in the city all day. King Yun led 30,000 people to rescue the wind capital, took away 20,000 people to the relics of the northern expedition to the snow country, and there were 10,000 Jinzhou troops and more than 10,000 remnants of the wind clan in the wind capital.

These people are personally controlled by Hong Ru. It is unlikely that they want to sweep the northern frontier, but it is enough to hold the wind.

Opening the map, what Gou Zhu was looking for was a region that was not very far away from the wind, where there was the possibility of the existence of the supernatural power of the dust people, and where it was convenient to complete the transaction with the ancestor of the Song family.

His gaze swept around the map, and finally with a slight knock of his fingers, he settled on Andu Mountain, about fifty miles south of the Wind Capital.

Dongdu Mountain is an east-west mountain range, although it is not high, but it holds the warm wind from the south and blocks the cold wave from the north. The southern foothills of the mountain range are warmer than the windy ones and are overgrown with larch.

This was the ideal place for many WindClan tribes to spend their winters in the past. After being captured and slaughtered by the forces of the Frost Witch, it became an outpost for the attack on the Wind Capital.

At present, the dust army has been dispersed, and many wind people have returned to their tribes to spend the winter in the hometown of Dongdu Mountain. However, the Cloud King couldn't divide too many troops to control this area, so the situation was still very chaotic.

Gou Zhu estimated that if the people of the Dust Clan wanted to fight back against Fengdu to contain the Northern Expeditionary Army of the Cloud King, it would be impossible not to start with Dongdu Mountain. Therefore, if he goes there to clean up, he should be able to get a lot of battle points.

Moreover, it is better to solve the ancestor of the Song family there than to turn Fengdu City into a battlefield between Jindan monks, which will end up in a mess and even destroy the vital teleportation array.

He planned that Huang Lu and the others would go to Dongdu Mountain to step on the spot first, and lay out the formations and traps according to the terrain. Then he took Song Lan and others to "hunt".

Song Ruhai "betrayed" their route to the ancestor of the Song family at the right time.

When the ancestor of the Song family and others ambushed them and "succeeded", the transaction between Song Ruhai and this ancestor officially began. Song Ruhai obtained the Blood Soul Root, and the ancestor of the Song family devoured a fake Song Lan.

At that time, Lian Ling, Han Beizi, Lin Mei'er and the other four Jindan combat forces would join forces to besiege the ancestor of the Song family, plus so many of them to deal with the other minions of the Song family, how could it be said that they were nine out of ten.

The key to this is that the other party must misjudge their own strength. Fortunately, Lian Ling is always lurking, and the blood-black two evils in the Han Beizi and Lin Mei'er's Danding Crown are even more hidden, and the other party has no possibility of perceiving it in advance.

"It's a good plan. But I plan to go to Dongdu Mountain with my junior sister in advance to set up a formation. To set up the Song family's blood soul root fruit array, it is best to have the children of the Song family participate. "The junior sister Song Ruhai said refers to Huang Lu.

"This ......" Gou Xuan frowned, a little hesitant. This was not within his budget.

Since leaving the Jade Palace, Song Ruhai and Song Lan, the two children of the Song family, have always been the key objects of protection. At any time, there were Lin Meier and Miao watching to prevent the sneak attack of the ancestor of the Song family.

Needless to say, Song Ruhai was directly controlled by the ancestor of the Song family, and they couldn't find it in time, which might cause an unpredictable catastrophe.

If Song Ruhai ran to Dongdu Mountain first, neither he nor Huang Lu would have the strength of Jindan. When encountering the ancestor of the Song family, not only did he not have the strength to fight, but he was afraid that he would not even be able to escape.

It is impossible for him to give Lian Ling and Han Monument to Song Ruhai to "carry with him". Han Beizi's cold temper, even if Song Ruhai got the approval of the original owner to use the retention stele, he couldn't call Han Beizi out.

"Then let Lin Mei'er go with you. After a turn of his mind, he could only come up with this only feasible solution.

Huang Lu's face was suddenly clouded. In her eyes, she traveled with the male god Song Ruhai on a dream trip to Dongdu Mountain, and then brought a flower-like crane demon girl?

Lin Mei'er is not a master to be messed with. She had already noticed Huang Lu's strange gaze, snorted coldly, rolled her eyes to the sky, and said, "I'm too lazy to go." ”

This made Huang Lu angry, and the two daughters exchanged fire with their eyes in the air, only to burst out of the air with sparks.

In the end, Gou Zhu decided to let Song Ruhai, Huang Lu, plus Bai Hu and Miao, who have a strong sense of God, go to step on the spot together. Others follow him.

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On the fifteenth day of the first month of the 40th year of the Kun Yuan Dynasty, after the snow had subsided, many torches were lit in the dark jungle, surrounding many simple triangular houses made of wood and bark.

Conducy, the young lord of the Chasing Wind tribe, was draped in thick fur, and sat on a soft straw mat with many tribesmen, looking at the warm and dancing bonfire in front of him, drawing many flickering lights and shadows in his eyes.

A large piece of venison was grilled on the fire, and the amber grease dripped into the fire, giving off an appetizing aroma.

The Wind Chase tribe is one of the largest tribes of the Wind Tribe, who make a living by domesticating reindeer. Reindeer like to eat the moss that grows in the pine forests, and they occupy a vast territory in the Winter Mountains.

But this once prosperous land was destroyed by war. Now, although the dust people have been scattered, their homeland is only devastated. These bark houses were built by them only in the last few days.

Fortunately, the campfire here is still as warm as ever. If the war is over, life can still be repeated.

A hungry Conducy cut a large piece of meat from the campfire and was sitting down to put it in his mouth when he heard a heavy breathing. He looked to the left, and what he saw almost made him feel distracted.

It doesn't look like a real-life animal at all, it's a monster that came out of a nightmare.

The first thing he saw was a piece of foul, stinking fangs that were more than three inches long and stinking like daggers, even when they were closed.

Its head resembles that of a wolf, but is much larger, and the wolf's head is the size of a bull's head. Its body resembled that of a wolf, the size of a cow, stripped of its skin, with many of its internal organs bloody.

Conducy was stunned for a moment. His first reaction was that it was a dream, and it was all illusory, but the thing opened its mouth and bit into his left arm, and it didn't feel unreal at all.

He immediately felt a numbness in his left arm, followed by a sharp pain as if he had been pressed to the bone with a red-hot soldering iron, and his entire left arm was hot, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Cries of fear came from all directions. As if in an instant, countless of these monsters came out of nowhere and began to attack the unsuspecting people.

Some people have had their arms bitten off, others have their stomachs broken, and some people have had their necks bitten off in one go. The air was filled with the smell of blood and screams of terror.

"Why didn't the sentry react at all!"

Condusi's mind flashed through the question, but he didn't dwell on it too much.

He smashed the wolf's head forward with his left arm, which had fallen into the monster's mouth, and quickly pulled out a short sword from his waist with his right hand, and stabbed it straight into it with a snort.

He was not mortal, full of blood and energy, and his bones were extraordinary. The left arm was bitten fiercely, although the flesh and blood were blurred, but it was not broken, and the wolf's head was resisted to death.

With a short sword in his right hand, he stabbed it one by one. He could vaguely feel the "key" of this strange wolf.

It's just that the other party is constantly struggling, and his own strength can't be precisely controlled. So after seven or eight swords, he stabbed the opponent's "core" by chance.

I heard a soft pop, like a bubble bursting. He felt a lightness all over his body. The monster that had just bitten itself disappeared like a hallucination.

It's just that although the monster is gone, his wounds are still real. His left hand was full of blood, and he completely lost sensation from his forearm to his fingertips.

"It's a Nightmare Beast!"

The Nightmare Beast is one of the war beasts of the Dust Beast Master. It's just that you'd be hard-pressed to tell what the Nightmare Beast is. It was something that had been conjured out of the beastmaster's nightmare, and it had turned the void into reality. Its form depends on the Beastmaster's most impressive nightmare.

It's no wonder they're not detected by the surrounding sentry posts. Powerful beast masters can "fantasize" these beasts directly into their tribe out of thin air.

Their sentry is only manned by mortals, and nothing will be noticed.

Sure enough, black shadows like vacancies continued to appear in the air, and nightmarish monsters were constantly conjuring up.

With a short sword in hand, Condusi was about to rush out and give up his life, when he suddenly felt a chill envelop him. The bonfire, which was still dancing on the ground, was silently extinguished.

Another bright moon appeared in the sky. In fact, it was a young Taoist suspended in mid-air, shrouded in the light of the bright moon.

He was dressed in a robe as dark as the night, and held a snow-white long sword in his hand, on which there were faint white flames dancing.

An uncanny chill erupted from the white light around him, enveloping their entire tribe almost instantly.

The cold was enough to freeze him into ice lumps in an instant. But the other party carefully controlled the cold, and when it fell on him, it was not so biting.

There was also a vigorous aura in the cold air like a spring breeze breeding all things, and he began to repair his injuries.

This level of repair, while not able to bring the dead back to life or rebuild the severed limbs, stopped the bleeding from his left arm. The burning pain was much better. It shook his spirits.

The real targets of Chill's attacks were those huge, terrifying monsters. Thick frost quickly formed on their bodies, and their movements slowed down significantly.

At the same time, Condusi could clearly see sharp ice picks condensed in the air. Half a breath later, as if they had received a unified order, they stabbed straight down in unison.

Each ice pick stabbed right into the core that supported the existence of these monsters, almost without any deviation. In an instant, all the Nightmare Beasts vanished.

This is a god from the southern Middle Earth! Condusi's knees weakened, and he bowed down to the "god."