Above the vast snowfield, a mountain peak is moving slowly. "It's so delicious. Brother, I've never eaten such a delicious fruit before. It's so red and beautiful!" The little girl Niuniu used both hands to stuff it into her mouth. She still ate it despite her small belly. Non-stop. "Well, it's delicious!" Daniel didn't even raise his head, shaking the green fruit in big mouthfuls, letting the fruit fall to the ground along his mouth and chest. Ismor was not polite at all and wolfed down the food. At first he was wary, but when he saw Gu Feng's mobile fortress, he was completely relieved. As Gu Feng said, there was no use in lying to them. When he started to eat the fruits, he still resisted. When he ate the first one, he found that the spiritual power in his body increased rapidly. He was shocked, and then he swallowed it regardless of the appearance. In the Lingtan on the top of the mountain, Gu Feng slowly opened his eyes, took out a long breath of turbid air, and murmured: "Finally, the injuries in the body have been completely repaired, and the cultivation level has been further advanced, reaching the middle stage of the Martial Emperor; the broken sword is indeed a divine weapon, even though it is incomplete , but once it showed its power, it was still shocking, and one strike actually cut the Demon-Slaying Sword into the deep sleep, and sent me to this far north." He frowned suddenly, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said, "I remember this strike in Gufeng. One day, I will pay back a hundred times. Li Wuxie flew out of the territory, and the divinity of the broken sword was wiped out. " Gufeng's figure flashed and appeared silently at the pavilion halfway up the mountain. He looked at the people eating and drinking. Smiling and asked: "Niuniu, is the fruit delicious?" "Brother Feng, where have you been, I can't find you!" The little girl Niuniu bit a red fruit and ran to Gufeng in a bound. , asked excitedly. "Brother said that you are recovering from your injuries. Is your injury healed?" Gufeng pinched the little girl Niuniu's face and asked Ismore, "Ismore. I wonder where you are going? Is there any big city nearby?" "To be honest, Brother Gu, our tribe suffered a tragic genocide. We had no choice but to leave and prepare to go to the nearest Arctic City to make a living." A trace of hatred flashed in Ismore's eyes and he said in a deep voice. "Arctic City?" Gufeng muttered. Yismoor explained: "Brother Gu. There is ice and snow everywhere in the Northern Plains. The population is sparse and there are very few cities. Arctic City has a population of no less than one million and is already one of the largest cities in the far north." "Is there a teleportation array in that city?" Gu Feng asked Dao, the Far North is located at the northern end of Fengshen Continent. They were tens of millions of miles away from the Southern Wilderness. Even though he, as the Martial Emperor, was running with all his strength, he would not be able to get back to the Southern Wilderness for more than ten years. The only solution now is that if you want to return to the Southern Wilderness as soon as possible, you can only use those teleportation arrays. Teleportation arrays are only found in some relatively prosperous big cities. "Teleportation array?" Ismol looked confused. Seeing this scene, Gu Feng didn¡¯t know that the small tribe where Ismore was born had never heard of the teleportation array, and probably had never even been to Arctic City. Sure enough, Ismor looked embarrassed and said: "I don't know where the Arctic City is exactly. You should keep walking south and you will get there." Gu Feng was speechless. I don't even know the specific location, and I don't know what to say to them for daring to walk through this vast snowfield. Suddenly, Gu Feng frowned and said to several people: "You stay here, I will come when I go." After that, the little girl disappeared before she could say anything. In a valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, the air of blood rose into the sky, blood dyed the snow red, and broken limbs could be seen everywhere. A gust of wind blew, and the bloody air flew for dozens of miles. "Black Snake, this time the harvest is not small. I didn't expect to encounter a tribe of a thousand people. I'm lucky. Now, most of the mission entrusted to us by the messenger has been completed. We can kill another eight or nine thousand people and then we can go back and work hard." "I'm enjoying it." A man in black, wrapped in a black robe with only a pair of fierce eyes exposed, looked at the crystal ball in his hand, looking at the traces of struggling black energy, and smiled arrogantly. road. The man called Black Snake was also wrapped in a black robe, and his face could not be seen. All he could see was that the blackened crystal ball in his hand shook lightly at a corpse at his feet, and a black shadow floated out from the corpse. It was exactly The soul of the dead. As soon as the soul left the body, it was imprisoned by a force and turned into a black energy that disappeared into the crystal ball in the black snake's hand. The crystal ball turned black again. "I'm lucky. Let's work harder and complete the mission assigned by the envoy as soon as possible. Otherwise, I don't want to follow in the footsteps of Zhao Liu. That would be worse than death." Speaking of Zhao Liu, Black Snake's eyes were filled with fear. , but he was extremely curious in his heart. He looked around and asked in a low voice: "Tell me, where did the messenger come from? He is so powerful. The Lord of Arctic City is a dominating figure, a strong man in the middle stage of the Martial Emperor. He couldn't even take one of his moves and became a puppet. "If you don't know, how could I know?"The questioning man in black robe rolled his eyes and frowned: "However, I heard someone said that the messenger came from a large clan outside the territory. I don't know if it is true?" "I don't know if it is true, but I There will never be a good end if you anger the Lord Messenger. Just looking at the characters he told to harvest souls, you can see how scared he is." Black Snake put away the crystal ball and turned around to walk out of the valley. ?????? "Humph, these two little people dare to criticize you. They really don't know how to live or die. When they come back, I will let them taste the taste of purgatory." The flames flickered, and in the empty hall, a huge crystal ball was suspended. In the air, scenes were revealed, and every scene was a scene of killing. The scenes changed from time to time, with blood, fighting, and roars taking place one after another. Beside the throne in the main hall, a hunched man in black robe looked at the two black snakes. His green eyes were full of green light. He glanced sideways at the young man who was staring at the crystal ball and said angrily. "Now is not the time to kill them. We have to rely on them to help us collect a lot of souls. Don't you have to do it yourself to kill them?" The young man's face was expressionless and cold, like a zombie. The sound was like the sound of a mouse grinding its teeth, very unpleasant to hear. "What your Excellency said is absolutely true. Once they have collected enough fresh souls and the divine messenger arrives, it will be the day they perish. This day is not long away. I really look forward to the grand occasion of my god's power returning to the Conferred God Continent." The rickety figure The man in black robes said with a smile, his voice was so cold that it made people shiver. "Originally, it will take several years for my god to come and become a god. Unexpectedly, the world will change drastically. Soon, as long as there are enough souls, my god will show his divine power and perform miracles." The messenger said with an evil smile on his face. . "Hehe, sir, isn't this God's blessing to us? Our clan will rise up and dominate the world. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?" The Lord Messenger nodded and said, "What's going on with the soul refining array outside? Has anyone noticed? ? Remember, only success is allowed, otherwise you will be questioned.