As we continue to go deep into the far north, the cold wind is getting more and more biting, and the snow and ice are getting bigger and bigger.
As a result, Huo Yuhao's speed has been reduced a lot, but he has the skill of spirit detection. Even if he encounters a place with unknown terrain, he can find the best route quickly.
After entering the far north, the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm kept awake and constantly guided Huo Yuhao to change his direction, and Huo Yuhao could vaguely feel that the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm always seemed to release a spiritual force on its body surface.
It is not like seeking something, but rather simply releasing its own breath, as if it is attracting someone.
What the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, who had millions of years of cultivation, did not know was that what he released had not attracted his own goal, but was found by an old black dragon soon after entering the far north.
At the moment, the old black dragon was far away, and was tracking his footsteps.
Two days later, the snow on the ground is getting thicker and thicker, and it is no longer above the knee, so I put on the sledge prepared in advance.
Wang Lin looked at Long Xiaoyao, who was staring at the north in a daze, and finally couldn't help asking, "Master, do you know the way? Are we going the wrong way?"
It took two full days to enter the far north, and few of the soul beasts we met on the road were enough. None of the key soul beasts we met was more than a thousand years old.
Wang Lin is now a little doubtful whether the old black dragon has quietly released his own breath of extreme Doura, which leads to the absence of high-level spirits.
So thinking, he couldn't help looking at the old black dragon, but he couldn't see anything unusual.
"No mistake." Long Xiaoyao said quietly without explanation.
At first, he was not interested in the young man who died and entered the far north, but he did not expect that the young man suddenly released a spirit that did not belong to him.
The purity of the spirit is even higher than that of the extreme Doura. The boy must be a treasure of spirit.
Long Xiaoyao wants to see what the young man wants to do when he enters the far north, find out what the secret treasure is, and prepare to seize it.
"It's up to you." Wang Lin was somewhat helpless. The chill in the far north was too strong. If Long Xiaoyao hadn't protected him with his soul power in the middle of the journey, he wouldn't be able to hold on to the present.
After a short rest, Wang Lin, led by Long Xiaoyao, took action again. On the way, he felt that Long Xiaoyao and he seemed to be suffering from senile dementia.
With him constantly changing direction, Wang Lin can't help but want to talk nonsense.
Long Xiaoyao suddenly grabbed Wang Lin's shoulder, and the strong dark smell immediately enveloped Wang Lin. Without waiting for Wang Lin to react, the huge force easily brought Wang Lin down and pushed him into the snow.
Puff!
Snow white covered his face, and the carefree voice of Long rang in Wang Lin's ear, "You can look up, but don't get up!"
As soon as the words fell, a breath of absolute terror came,
"Hmm." Wang Lin groaned under the pressure of the horrible breath. The invisible pressure pressed on him, and he slowly raised his head against the pressure.
In a vast white world, a terrifying monster with a height of more than 120 meters continued to run in the sky.
It's a horrible giant spirit beast, and its shape is very similar to that of human beings. His arms are long and slender, and his whole body is covered with long snow white hair. Even the face is very similar to human, except that there are many wrinkles on the forehead, the skin is greenish gray, and a pair of white eyes flash bloodthirsty light.
The scary giant ran and seemed to notice that the dragon here was carefree. A pair of white eyes glanced over, and the speed of his feet slowed down a lot.
However, the dragon stood at the same place without releasing any breath on his body. His black eyes were facing the horrible monster, and there was no fear in his eyes.
It can be seen that the white eyes of the terrible monster hesitated, but soon the hesitation disappeared. He withdrew his sight, and his feet became faster again, disappearing on the horizon at the other end.
With the departure of the horrible monster, the previous breath of terror disappeared. Wang Lin got up from the snow and looked at the direction of the disappearance of the monster with lingering fear.
"What is that, Master?"
"The Titan Snow King, one of the three heavenly kings in the far north," Long Xiaoyao answered casually, not caring about the Titan Snow King's departure, but keeping looking north.
That boy should have died.
Feeling the disappearance of the spirit, Long Xiaoyao couldn't help thinking, which is not surprising.
Long Xiaoyao immediately prepared to take Wang Lin to collect the corpse, but just as he took a step, the pure spirit came back.
Long Xiaoyao's outstretched right foot hovered in the air, his face showing an interested expression.
significant!
The invisible darkness enveloped him and Wang Lin. It was also the moment when the dark atmosphere was enveloped. An invisible spiritual wave swept through.
To the north, Huo Yuhao reluctantly got up from the ground, breathing heavily.
He had just reacted from the shock and noticed the confused expression on the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's face in his mind, and the invisible spirit spread around under the control of the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm.
"What's the matter, Brother Tianmeng?"
"It's OK, Yuhao." The spirit probe scanned again and again, and the Tianmeng ice silkworm was puzzled that nothing had been found.
Is it my illusion?
"What is this?" Huo Yuhao stood up, his face was shocked, and he was standing in the middle of a huge footprint more than five meters.
"This is the footprint of the Titan Snow Demon..." Tianmeng Ice Silkworm came to his senses and explained to Huo Yuhao.
On the other side,
Although the spirit wave disappeared, Long Xiaoyao did not recover his power. The invisible dark atmosphere wrapped around him and Wang Lin, just like before the appearance of the Titan Snow Devil.
"Wait a minute, Shifu, did you just mention the Titan Snow King?" Wang Lin also reflected at the moment, he remembered that Huo Yuhao met the Titan Snow King when he came to the far north in the original book.
Suddenly an unknown premonition appeared in his mind.
"Well, one of the three heavenly kings." Long Xiaoyao nodded, suddenly squinted and said, "This forbidden area is really interesting."
Hearing Long Xiaoyao's sudden words, Wang Lin was silent. He won't be following Huo Yuhao these two days!
So I didn't meet any soul beasts on the way. After all, the ice silkworm of Heavenly Dream took Huo Yuhao to walk in the far north and would inevitably avoid the soul beasts that threatened them.
The more Wang Lin thinks about it, the more likely he is. Although the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm is a little Kalami, his ability to detect the spirit is beyond doubt.
Today, there are only two people who can follow the Heavenly Dream silently, one is Emperor Tian, the other is Dragon Xiaoyao. The dark attribute is best at hiding.
And judging from the route of the two days, it is possible that his cheap master might have found Huo Yuhao early in the morning.
Thinking of this, Wang Lin mourns for Huo Yuhao in his heart.
It is indeed fate that is out of time. Happiness is invaded by misfortune!