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Chapter 731: Thousand Miles of Snowfields

Among the remaining twenty sect disciples, most of them are members of Xuantian Sect. They don’t want to enter the Light Sect quickly, but they just don’t dare!

The rest of the people were also watching. At this time, they were still unwilling to take a chance, because those who were brave enough to take risks had already died at the hands of Feng Binbei and Lu Junfeng.

"Disciples of Xuantian Sect, get started quickly!!"

Yuan Zimo shouted loudly to the disciples who were still waiting.

His figure rushed to the front, followed by his sword servant, and behind him were twelve inner disciples of Xuantian Sect.

A group of people rushed into the portal like meteors rushing to the moon, but the disciples of the sect who wanted to keep up at this moment discovered in despair. As Yuan Zimo entered, the light sect gradually disappeared into the air.

From the place where the light gate disappeared, a piece of Human Emperor Spirit Jade that had no breath fell.

Rumble!

The strange stone of the sky could not resist the power of heaven and earth, and suddenly collapsed and then turned into powder.

The dozen disciples of the sect who had not had time to enter the Light Sect did not even have time to hum, and followed the black tide and completely turned into nothingness!

...

The north wind whistled, and the snow in the sky fell like goose feathers, and the whole world was shivering in a blanket of silver.

Tang Ming stood up tremblingly, except for a spear that had no divine beauty in his hand, he had nothing in his body.

Tianzong and Tianxing on the side were also trembling, and the only thing that made them feel relieved was that Feng Binbei and Lu Junfeng woke up at this time.

"This world is a bit weird, and the cold air fills the entire space. In the rules of heaven and earth, even the spiritual energy and body are completely closed!"

Tang Ming jumped to keep warm while explaining to the people who were trembling with cold.

After they crossed the Light Gate, they were teleported here. Fortunately, they were not teleported at will like the Yellow Sand World, and everyone was still gathered together.

This is a world where ice and snow spread. Here, not only is the spiritual energy sealed, but even the body tempered in the past seems to have no effect here.

In the gap in the distance, Yuan Zimo gathered all the disciples of the sect to gather together to keep warm, but looking at their snot, it was obviously not very effective.

"Brother Tang, it seems that all the rules of the world of cultivators have been abandoned here. Here, we can only be a mortal with no power to tie a chicken, but if we can't find a place to hide, we may not be able to hold on!"

Tian Xing also hugged his arms and jumped back and forth on the spot to avoid freezing his feet.

"Let's go, I'll carry Han Daxiong on my back, you guys follow me!"

Tang Ming looked at the people and felt a sense of silence. It was definitely not a solution to wait like this. A cultivator without a strong body and spiritual energy was even worse than an ordinary person’s ability to survive in the snow and ice!

Tang Ming carried Han Daxiong, who was still unconscious, fortunately, when he entered here, he swallowed a lot of pills. Otherwise, according to his injuries and the extremely bad weather, he would probably have been a stiff corpse at this moment.

Several people followed Tang Ming and advanced hard in the snow, while those disciples of the sect in the distance showed disdainful expressions after seeing Tang Ming and the others' actions.

When you get together, you can still get a little warmth from each other. Walking in the snow like this, you may die of freezing in this ice and snow.

"Senior Brother Yuan, this is not a solution. Should we do it?..."

One of the disciples of the Purple Qi Sect stood up, rubbed his hands tremblingly and said to Yuan Zimo.

"Haha, why? Want to follow me and seek death?"

Yuan Zimo raised his head slightly, and his lips were already a little purple at this moment.

However, what everyone didn't know was that Yuan Zimo was not as miserable as it seemed on the surface. In his body, there was a bright yellow aura slowly flowing. It was a trace of spiritual aura on the Human Emperor's Spirit Jade, and it seemed that it was not suppressed by the rules here.

But Yuan Zimo certainly knew that such a thing could not be told. He even resisted attacking Tang Ming not far away.

In this snowy and ice, life is the most important thing. Other hatreds and feelings of fellow disciples are nonsense in Yuan Zimo’s opinion.

If there are more careful people in the surrounding sects, they will find that although Yuan Zimo's face is purple and blue, there is not much snow under his feet.

"No, Senior Brother Yuan misunderstood!"

The disciples of the Purple Qi Sect squatted down again in disappointment, snuggled up to each other by their fellow disciples, resisting the biting cold wind around them.

Tang Ming carried Han Daxiong on his back, and the Divine Phoenix Spear in his hand also fell to the point of a road-finding stick. The spear tried the snow in front of him while walking towards the distance.

"Brother Tang, look, what is that?"

Just as the few people were walking towards the distance with difficulty, Tianzong on the side excitedly pointed to a cliff in the distance and shouted.

Tang Ming followed the Tianzong's gaze and was surprised to find that there was a naturally formed cave in a place where they did not want to.

At this time, a cave that can be used to shelter from the wind is simply a life-saving straw. With this cave, they can slowly plan for future things.

After seeing hope, people will always burst out with endless potential. Everyone who was already exhausted, now strides towards the dark cave.

The entrance of the cave is small, and it can only allow an adult to bend over and pass through, but not far after the entrance passes, there is a unique cave.

The entire cave could easily accommodate more than a dozen people, and Tang Ming also found that there were some dry firewood in the cave and some traces of other people's activities.

"This is not a natural cave, it was dug up by man. There were many people living here before!"

Although Feng Binbei was still somewhat inconvenient in his body, he keenly noticed the strangeness of the cave.

"Yes, not only are people living in it, but they are also ancestors. Unfortunately, they were expelled from another tribe!"

Tang Ming walked to a slightly flat wall, looked at some hieroglyphs drawn on it, and said lightly.

He thought that he already knew why this world closed their cultivation and body, and why there was ice and snow everywhere.

"There is dry firewood here. Let's be the one who is so hot that it can drive away the cold air from your body!"

Lu Junfeng, who was standing beside him, looked at the dry firewood and said to Tang Ming.

At this moment, they are no longer cultivators who are not in the world, but a group of ordinary people. In addition to Tang Ming and the two little guys, Feng Binbei and Lu Junfeng are not as good as ordinary people at this moment.

"I'll do it."

Tang Ming walked to the next pile of dry firewood, then sat cross-legged, picked up a wooden stick, and instinctively waved his hand...

A gust of cold wind poured in from the narrow hole. Everyone looked at Tang Ming's strange appearance and had a headache.

"Forehead……"

Tang Ming was stunned and looked at his empty palms and his face turned red.

He forgot for a moment that his cultivation has disappeared in this world of ice and snow.

"Hahaha……"

A burst of crazy laughter came from the cave, and the two little guys were laughing and leaning back and forth. Even Feng Binbei, who had always been expressionless, pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty.

"What a laugh! Just shut my mouth!"

Tang Ming turned around, glared at the two unscrupulous little ghosts, then picked up a wooden stick, and began the most primitive fire-making method according to the way he was in his memory.

One quarter of an hour, half an hour, one hour...

Tang Ming, who had been busy for more than an hour, threw away the wooden stick in his hand and cursed at the entrance of the cave.

A cultivator who is overwhelming all the geniuses of power can't even get the simplest fire at this moment. Tang Ming's mood can be imagined!

"It's frozen!"

Sitting weakly in a corner of the cave, Tang Ming spread his hands and said helplessly to the people who were looking forward to the flames.

It was not until this moment that everyone suddenly realized that without the so-called cultivation and spiritual energy, they were even worse than those most ordinary ordinary people.

Although Feng Binbei and Lu Junfeng were injured, their limbs and bones were filled with the medicinal power that had not been consumed before. It was not very cold, but the two little guys couldn't stand it anymore.

Especially Tianzong, he was just a child. In the past, he had spiritual energy to protect his body, so he naturally didn't care about these things. But now, in this extreme weather, he couldn't stand it.

"Hey! Why did I forget this!"

Tianzong, who was already trembling with cold, suddenly stood up with a row of foreheads and took out a few elixirs that emitted a scorching scent from his clothes.

"Pure Yang Dan? Where did it come from?!"

Tian Xing snatched the pill from Tianzong's hand and looked carefully. After he confirmed that it was Pure Yang Pill.

"After taking it out before, I forgot to put it back in the Qiankun brocade bag, and put it in my arms."

Tianzong looked at the pills in his senior brother's hand. Fortunately, he was a disciple of the Medicine King Valley. He didn't take these third-grade spiritual pills seriously and just kept them in his arms. If it were ordinary disciples of the sect, they would never be so casual.

And it is because of the randomness of Tianzong that gave everyone a glimmer of hope.

You know, since entering here, everyone wants to take out their hidden spiritual treasures to resist the cold, but they don’t want to open the magic weapon connected by blood.

So much so that no matter whether it is the disciples of the sect or Tang Ming, they have nothing but spiritual weapons with spiritual energy imprisoned.

"There are five pills in total, we..."

Tian Xing looked at the pill in his hand and looked embarrassed. There were six of them in total, but only five pills were used.

"I still have the medicine power of the stolen sky pill in my body, so I'm just an extravagant move to give me!"

Lu Junfeng smiled faintly and said to Tian Xing.

"No, the medicinal power in the three of you is maintaining vitality. Once the external force is too strong, the medicinal power will be troublesome, so you three cannot lose any of them!"

Tian Xing immediately interrupted Lu Junfeng's shirk. He was born in the Medicine King Valley and naturally knew some of the characteristics of medicine. At this time, the three of them actually needed this Pure Yang Pill more than them.

"Since that's the case, then each of the three wounded men was one, and give me the remaining two!"

Tang Ming reached out to take the two pills from Tianxing's hand, and Feng Binbei browed, but after seeing the clearness in Tang Ming's eyes, he suppressed the doubts in his heart.

After the three of them took the Pure Yang Pill one after another, Tang Ming handed one of them to Tianxing and said, "The injuries of the three of them are all because of you. Therefore, whoever you brothers and sisters will take this pill will decide for yourself!"
Chapter completed!
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