An old man wearing white wolf's skin, three meters tall, but only the size of a sea bowl, and indescribable skinny old man was carrying a staff and dancing with his hands and feet, jumping out from somewhere.

The cold air quickly extended forward along the passage broken by the ice sculpture, and soon paved into a road that was ten miles wide and hundreds of miles long.

The old man knelt heavily and worshiped the ice sculpture devoutly: "The supreme, great glacier god... your devout believer offers you the greatest piety in the world. Continue to protect your people, and everything we have gained will belong to you."

The old man hissed and screamed.

Hundreds of frost patterns at the rear were turned inward and turned into a huge frost circle. A new space door opened, and a large group of burly men escorted hundreds of bleak-faced girls out.

Tens of thousands of big men dragging the ice sculpture stopped. They knelt on the ground like the old man and worshiped the ice sculpture.

The new big men surrounded the girls and came to the ice sculpture. The old man holding a staff raised his head and let out a sharp whistle. Even Wu Tie and others had no time to react. The big men raised their swords and killed the girls on the spot.

The blood splashed, splashing on the bottom of the throne of the ice sculpture.

The cold air rose, and the blood turned into red mist and penetrated into the ice sculpture throne, making the color of the throne a little deeper.

Threads of souls floated into the sky, and a trace of ice crystals appeared in the sky, quickly turning into an ice crystal vortex of about a foot in diameter. Hundreds of girls' souls were swallowed by the ice crystal vortex, and I don't know where they were sent.

"Living people sacrifice..." Wu Tie's face looked a little ugly.

Wu Tie took a deep breath, took a step forward, flashed to the Ice Crystal Road, and stood in front of tens of thousands of big men dragging ice sculptures.

A big man holding a sharp knife and licking the blood on the blade was facing Wu Tie. He saw a sudden figure in the cold wind. The big man rubbed his eyes, stared at Wu Tie carefully, and then pointed at Wu Tie hysterically and shouted.

The old man holding a staff turned around quickly, his eyes flashing with a blue and white cold light, staring straight at Wu Tie.

Tens of thousands of big men who were pulling the ice sculpture also jumped up suddenly, and turned around and looked at Wu Tie. Tens of thousands of big men subconsciously touched the weapons hanging around their waists. Their chests were rising and falling rapidly, and their breathing became thicker and heavier.

"Ha, ha, ha..." The thin old man holding a magic staff shook his slender body and walked towards Wu Tie step by step.

The old man was obviously very authoritative. Wherever he passed, the great men separated from each other and bowed deeply in awe.

"What a beautiful clothing... such a good material... are you from the south? Tsk tsk, such a delicate and tender white face, the descendants of the great snow field, will not be as delicate as you." The old man's eyes were extremely greedy, and he swept across his robe and boots from the golden crown with his hair tied up on Wu Tie's head.

"I? I'm weak?" Wu Tie widened his eyes.

After cultivating the supreme Dharma body, Wu Tie's body is always ten to six feet. The snow atoms in front of him are three meters tall, and they are only a little over ten feet tall. Wu Tie is even a little taller than them.

He actually said, Wu Tie is delicate?

Wu Tie raised his chest and patted his chest hard, making a loud "bang bang" sound: "Old guy, are you blind?"

The old man smiled strangely: "The southerners are majestic or delicate, not on their body shape, but on their inner substance... Our descendants of the snow field are wolves, bears, eagles, and dragons. And you southerners are just delicate little cubs."

It was very abrupt. Even Wu Tie didn't notice the slightest evil aura on the old man's body. The old man's eyes suddenly turned into a faint blue color. The staff in his hand shook, and the ice crystals under Wu Tie's feet suddenly raked, and dozens of sharp ice thorns as thick as thumbs and two or three feet long.

The ice thorn pricked Wu Tie from bottom to top, and directly stabbed Wu Tie's vital body.

Wu Tie stood there motionless, and the ice thorns made a harsh cracking sound, shattering on him.

The old man exclaimed, widened his eyes, and pointed the staff in his hand at Wu Tie: "Tear him apart... Be careful of his robe, tear him apart, but don't hurt his robe... That's my robe!"

A turn of confrontation is instantly.

The old man was too lazy to ask Wu Tie’s surname, name, where he came from, and He Guigan. He suddenly killed himself in a few words. He failed to succeed in his actions, so he immediately ordered the big men around him to take action.

Dozens of big men who had pulled the ice sculptures before yelled in unison, and thick cold mist sprayed out from their bodies. Their bodies quickly expanded under the cold mist, and they became five or six feet tall in an instant.

Stepping on the splashing frost, dozens of great men rushed towards Wu Tie with great strides. They were holding heavy striking swords and streaks of ice crystals were wrapped around their weapons, bringing up turbulent cold winds to slash Wu Tie.

Wu Tie stood there motionless, letting dozens of swords and axes slash him one by one.

There were loud noises, and heavy swords and heavy axes shattered on Wu Tie's body. Dozens of great men were shattered by the huge anti-shock force from Wu Tie's body, and their arms and bones were shattered inch by inch. They grinned and flew back far away.

"Dong, dong" dozens of sounds, the big men who attacked Wu Tie all fell to the ground, their hands drooping, and their bodies twitched and wriggling on the ground like caterpillars.

Wu Tie leisurely patted the ice crystals falling from his body, and looked down at the fragments of the big sword and heavy axe.

"It's all good things...good things..." Wu Tie smacked his lips and exclaimed.

They are really good things. The raw materials used by these big swords and heavy axes are all the best materials that are rare in the south for a thousand years, and are all rare refining materials with extremely cold attributes and mysterious yin attributes.

These rare materials, when placed in the hands of the Mo family and Ou, will definitely be able to refine war puppets in the divine realm, or swords comparable to those of innate spiritual weapons.

And what about the guys used by these big men?

Haha, haha, it can only be considered a good rune weapon, not even an ordinary spiritual weapon.

Sikong Yan said that the tribal civilizations on these snow fields were extremely backward, and this statement was indeed true.

Wu Tie waved his sleeves, and dozens of broken pieces of heavy axes on the ground fell into his sleeves. Seeing Wu Tie's behavior, the old man holding a staff suddenly changed his face: "You are in the same group as those southerners back then...you are the same greedy!"

The old man jumped and cursed, "You, you don't even let go of the soup pot for cooking meat in the tribe... You, you, are just as greedy as you!"

"Shameless!" the old man hissed, "Greed to shamelessness, you even snatched away all the dowry jobs from women's dowry."

Wu Tie was dumbfounded and could not speak.

Soup pot?

rice bowl?

Bastard, what did Sikong Yan and the old guys from Qisan family do on the snowfield back then?

"Chop him! I don't want his clothes either! Chop him!" the old man roared and roared hysterically. He raised his staff high and then stood on the ground heavily.

"O Supreme, extremely noble God of Glaciers, lower your divine power, punish these sinners who bully and kill your devout people." The old man screamed, "His blood and his soul belong to you, you!"

Thousands of men scattered apart, forming a huge arc array and surrounded Wu Tie.

With the old man's sharp roar, the trident wrapped around the ice sculpture's tail burst out with a blue divine light, and then thousands of blue lights fell from the trident, wrapping the thousands of men who rushed towards Wu Tie.

The skin, muscles and bones of the big men suddenly turned into translucent black ice. They roared lowly, and balls of viscous frozen air were constantly spraying out of their bodies. Their bodies quickly expanded to five or six feet high. A set of thick blue ice armor wrapped around their huge bodies, and even cold air rolled upwards, wrapping the weapons in their hands.

It was originally a rough move at the level of ordinary rune weapons, but the aura emitted at this moment was not inferior to the Six Refining Immortal Soldiers.

The blessing of this trident on these great men was amazingly powerful.

Wu Tie was still standing there motionless. He squinted his eyes and smiled slightly at the big men who were rushing towards him. When the big men rushed to a place that was only ten feet away from him, the white divine light behind Wu Tie soared into the sky and rolled downwards.

The weapons in the hands of the great men were made of various rare metals, all of which were of the Five Elements.

Thousands of weapons were wiped out by the Gengjin divine light in the Five Elements Divine Light, and disappeared without a trace. The big men who rushed over thousands of times suddenly stopped and looked down at their empty hands one by one.

"Elder?" Thousands of men turned around neatly and stared blankly at the old man holding a staff.

The old man holding a staff was stunned and shouted in anger: "You idiots, without weapons, have you used your hands and teeth to tear him apart... Have you forgotten how you fought?"

The big men's pupils, which were flashing with a faint blue and cold light, began to be congested. They roared in a low voice, pushing towards Wu Tie step by step.

Just now, they were stunned by Wu Tie's Five Elements Divine Light. They went to fight on the snow field. Whether they were fighting against hostile tribes or fighting with wild beasts and birds of prey, they had never had the weapons in their hands suddenly disappeared.

Wu Tiewan's move really subverted their worldview, so they were all shocked.

But the old man roared, and the fierce aura in their bones burst out, strode towards Wu Tie one by one, surrounding Wu Tie, and then the four or five men in the innermost circle waved their big fists and hit Wu Tie heavily.

Wu Tie's body shook, transformed into a flowing wind, and easily escaped from the encirclement of thousands of men.

The old man holding the staff flashed a faint blue divine light in his eyes, and he hissed: "Wind Escape? The trick of the carving insects, this is the territory of the God of Glacier!"

The old man raised the staff in his hand and recited a complicated and difficult mantra.

But his spells were activated too slowly, and Wu Tie came too fast.

Wu Tie appeared behind the old man like a ghost, and punched him in the back of the head. The old man groaned and was knocked away by a punch for several miles, and was knocked to faint.

In the cold wind, several dull figures flashed by. Several elite children of the Tuo clan took out secret ban ropes, tied the old man up like a rice dumpling, and then quickly sank into the cold wind and disappeared without a trace.

Tens of thousands of men who were pulling ice sculptures from all directions shouted together, and they pulled out their weapons at the same time.

The five elements divine light behind Wu Tie was magnificent, and the colorful light was like aurora falling, sweeping across the crowd with a "swish". Tens of thousands of men's hands were lightened, and their weapons, as well as talismans, shields, javelins and other objects made of various strange materials on their bodies disappeared without a trace.

Tens of thousands of bare hands and empty-handed men were stunned and took three steps back together.

Such supernatural powers are something that the elders in their clan cannot do. This is an enemy that is even more powerful and terrifying than the elders they worship as gods.

"Southern people, the warriors of Xueyuan will never surrender. Your magic and evil magic can't scare the heroes of Xueyuan." After hesitating for a while, several of the most burly men rushed forward, spread their arms, and roared loudly while pounced on Wu Tie.

Wu Tie did not dodge, and circles of cold air appeared around him. The dark blue and even a little purple cold air was almost real. It rotated rapidly around Wu Tie. Several big men who rushed up were swept by the cold air and flew back one after another.

A cold air that was far more terrifying than in their bodies was rampant on them. In just a blink of an eye, several big men were frozen into ice sculptures and fell heavily to the ground.

Wu Tie looked up at the giant ice sculpture that was ten thousand feet tall, then he took a deep breath, bent down, and his hands were like iron hooks, and he grabbed the Chidao formed by the ice crystals.

Just as he heard the harsh friction sound, Wu Tie's ten fingers spewed cold light invaded Chidao little by little, and pierced in little by little.

Finally, Wu Tie's elbow was completely penetrated into the Ice Crystal Chi Dao. He took a deep breath and his body suddenly expanded. He used the magical power of magical phenomena and earth, and his body expanded directly to a height of thousands of feet. Then he lifted his arms upwards and swung them.

With a loud bang, Ice Crystal Chi Dao trembled violently.

On the mirror-clear ice crystal road, countless hexagonal frost patterns flashed together, lit up a strong light that could almost blind people's eyes.

The road that was not known how long was violently shaking, Wu Tie's body was trembling. He felt that what he was holding was not a "death" road, but a living dragon struggling and roaring wildly.

The dragon shook, and the cold light gushed on the surface of the galloping road, Wu Tie's bones made a crisp sound, and the huge recoil force was unbearable.

Suddenly, the huge ice sculpture's eyes emitted dazzling divine light, and a blue cold light burst out from the trident with a long tail, falling heavily on the ice crystal road.

In the ice crystal chasm, which was already almost beyond Wu Tie's limit, an increasingly huge force roared from the north, rushed along the chasm, and hit Wu Tie's arms.

With a loud bang, Wu Tie's arms and bones shattered inch by inch, and his internal organs were in severe pain. A terrible chill grew out of thin air in his body, and then flooded wildly. A thick layer of ice quickly appeared on his body surface.

Wu Tie was hit by a huge force and flew back dozens of miles, slid backwards along the smooth road for about a hundred miles, and finally stabilized his body.

In front of the huge ice sculpture, a space door condensed by ice crystals flashed, and hundreds of old men holding staffs, with strange shapes and cold air all over the body walked out of it.

"The gods have pointed out the way for us...no one can stop the people of the snowfield from conquering the South."
Chapter completed!