After killing the green robe with one blow, Ding Ning's three-color bamboo did not stop for a moment and went straight to the fleeing Mo Luo in the distance. The distance between the two sides was very long. With the support of the black cloth banner, Mara ran very fast and had already traveled nearly a thousand meters. With the support of Ding Ning¡¯s magic power, Sanse Zhu quickly pursued Mo Luo. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Mo Luo didn't care about his own treasure at the critical moment of life and death, but didn't care about his own treasure. The cloth flag waved and turned into a barrier behind him, blocking the attack of the three-color bamboo. After poking a transparent hole in the cloth flag, the cloth flag fell to the ground, and the three-color bamboo was exhausted, turning into a stream of light and returning to Ding Ning's hands. Mo Luo's magic weapon was destroyed, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out. He staggered forward a few steps, desperately activating his magic power, and finally turned around a fork in front of Ding Ning before he was about to take action for the second time. mouth and disappeared into the vast wind and snow. Ding Ning took back the three-color bamboo, secretly feeling a little regretful that Mo Luo still ran away. But he didn¡¯t really care. Mara didn¡¯t have the ability to track him, so he wouldn¡¯t be able to pose any threat to him in the future. Ding Ning has always been merciless in his attacks, so he simply killed the remaining monks who had not run away one by one to avoid further trouble. A relatively strong team among the monks was destroyed in this way, leaving only one Mara who was seriously injured and escaped. After taking back the tricolor bamboo, Ding Ning did not leave, but continued to sit cross-legged on the iceberg. He has just made a breakthrough, and his realm is in urgent need of stability. The surrounding vitality has not dissipated yet. The vitality of heaven and earth brought by these catastrophes is extremely pure, and Ding Ning does not want to waste it. A gust of wind and snow blew over. Ding Ning's body is covered inside. From a distance, Ding Ning almost blends into the iceberg. As long as he doesn't come in front of him, he can't find anyone here at all. ***** A group of monks trudged hard in the wind and snow. This team has a full complement of ten people, and the strongest among them is an early-stage Dongxu. Except for the captain in this early stage, the rest are all in the god refining stage. Their team number has been compiled to one thousand. There are many such teams in Nantianmen, and they are all weak. Even if a magic weapon is born. Or if ice soul insects appear, they will basically have no part in it. They cannot participate in fierce battles and do not advance to dangerous places. They just hope to advance in peace. Occasionally, I would be satisfied if I could pick up something missing. This is also a kind of wisdom. Although it is impossible to lead. But he can save his life. In contrast, many teams are stronger and dare to fight through mountains of swords and seas of fire. But they often lose their lives because of it. Compared with those people, it really can't be said that their approach is wrong. It has been more than half a month since the Nantianmen opened. There is no one outside, and the gap between the teams has long been widened. The teams with stronger strength have already traveled a long way in the fog ring, and the teams with average strength have long disappeared. The only ones left behind now are weak teams like them that stop and go. However, the strength of this team is also too weak. The strongest one is in the early stage of Dongxu, and it seems that they have just broken through not long ago. This means that when this team entered Nantianmen, they were all composed of god-refining monks, and there were even middle-stage god-refining monks among them. It is simply a miracle that they can survive to this day and still maintain full staff. A gust of wind and snow blew over, and the team immediately huddled into a ball. The five people inside hugged each other, and the five people outside used their bodies and some broken magic weapons to resist the cold wind. The five people outside could no longer resist. The people inside came out, and the people outside went in, and went to the middle place to keep warm. After repeating this process seven or eight times, the strong wind finally passed, and everyone¡¯s faces turned the color of eggplant peels. The captain moved his hands and feet, pinched his chin with his hand, and made a clicking sound. "Good guy, I'm really freezing to death." The team members in the God Refining Stage also stood up shivering and moved their stiff limbs. "Boss, are we still going forward today?" "Of course we have to go, but we can't go too far. Have you seen the front? There is an iceberg there." The team members looked forward together, and sure enough, it was about a kilometer ahead. To the left and right, an iceberg appeared vaguely in the wind and snow. "Boss, where should we go to rest?" For some reason, these team members all called the captain boss. "Yes, we don't have a map, and we don't know what dangers there are in those forked roads. Although the wind must be strong on the iceberg, there must be a place to take shelter from the wind, and thisThe iceberg is in the middle of the road. Many people must have walked across it, so it should be a safe zone. " One of the team members curled his lips slightly, seeming a little disdainful. Seeing him like this, the captain's face suddenly darkened: "What? Do you think it's too slow to walk? If you are too slow to leave, go ahead. I will never leave you. " "ah! Sorry boss, I didn't mean that. "Seeing that the captain was angry, the team members hurriedly explained. The captain snorted coldly and said to the surrounding team members: "I know what you are thinking in your hearts. You must be thinking that we are walking too slowly. It has been almost twenty days, and we have only traveled four or five days as long as others. We must be the slowest team on this journey. "The team members looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't say anything. The captain also spoke to their hearts. Since their team entered Nantianmen, their speed can be described as a snail. Even if it is a real turtle crawling, It was definitely not slower than them. It took them only four or five days to walk. Looking at the faces of the team members, the captain sneered: "I knew you would think so, but you want to." No, with the strength of our team, wouldn¡¯t it be better if we get to the front? What good things can happen to us? It is estimated that once they get close to the large army, they will be wiped out by others in less than three days. " One of the team members said bravely: "But boss, we are moving too slowly now. Moreover, I spend all my time on the road or resting, so I have no time to catch ice bugs and find magic weapons. You must know that those ice bugs and magic weapons rarely appear on the road. Even if they do, they will have been collected by others. It's empty. " Other team members also nodded, obviously thinking that if this continues, it is impossible for their team to accumulate enough points to leave Nantianmen. The captain looked at these team members and said angrily: "You ungrateful things, have you forgotten? . I will send you a low-grade magic weapon every day. Can I save it to redeem points later? Isn't this good enough? " "Boss, you do give us a low-grade magic weapon every day, but these magic weapons are all the same flying swords. When they are taken out to exchange them. People will definitely be suspicious. How come there are so many identical magic weapons in this world? The captain also looked a little embarrassed: "Do you think I don't want to make a better magic weapon?" But that requires seeds. If any of you has a middle-grade magic weapon and gives it to me, I will be able to give birth to the same middle-grade magic weapon the next day. The question is, do you have it? " A team member said unconvinced: "Why is it so easy to get a middle-grade magic weapon? Boss, don¡¯t you even have a mid-grade product yet? " "That's why I told you to pay attention. Once a middle-grade magic weapon appears, our life will be easy. As long as this treasure of mine is here, there will be as many magic weapons as we need. By then, there will be a bunch of middle-grade magic weapons. If you hand over the device, your points will be enough, right? "The captain said, with a look of yearning on his face. The same is true for the team members. In addition to their own lack of strength, they also look forward to the day when this team can turn around and obtain a mid-grade magic weapon. By then, Everything is there. The captain also tried his best to comfort these team members and draw a good blueprint for them. Although he is the strongest in this team, he is not enough to be included in the large army. He is alone. He will definitely become the target of hunting by others. Although there are no longer any groups of people in the rear, there will always be some wanderers who are separated from the team. Those people are also very dangerous, so he needs these team members to protect him. He and his team members also needed his treasure, an extremely magical treasure. The team continued to walk for almost two hours, and finally reached the foot of the iceberg along the mountain road. Walking slowly, the iceberg is not big, but the cold wind is steep, and the gusts of cold wind are as chilling as the wind from hell. ¡°Boss, why does it smell like blood here? "The captain frowned slightly, took out the flying sword, and tried his best to release his spiritual thoughts. The others also followed the captain's example, took out the flying sword, and walked forward cautiously. It can be seen that their cooperation is good, and some people are guarding the sky. , some people were guarding the surroundings, and others were guarding the ground. After all, some bugs would emerge from the ground and attack others. The man guarding the ground suddenly screamed, and everyone around him jumped out in fright, and all the flying swords were aimed at him. "Boy, what are you yelling about? "Seeing that there was nothing going on, the captain was unhappy.""Boss, no look here." As the team member pointed, the captain also saw the situation. "Under the ice on the ground, I saw a corpse frozen in the ice, with a wound on the chest the size of a bowl, which was a fatal blow. The deceased was wearing a green robe, with long green hair, and a dark face. It was obvious that he was a demonic monk before he was born. Of course, the dead cannot scare these monks. The captain looked at it and pondered: "Looking at the frozen state of his body, he must have been dead for about ten days." The team members nodded one after another, agreeing with the captain's conclusion. "It seems that there was a battle here. Don't be idle, everyone. Look around to see if there are any missing magic weapons. It would also be a good idea to make a fortune." Following the captain's instructions, the team members went around one after another. Disperse and look for any other bodies. The captain came to the top of the iceberg and found a shelter from the wind. He saw a snowdrift about one meter high next to it and sat down against it. He leaned back, the snowdrift was quite solid. The captain reached into his arms and took out a round object, like a plate. A golden light flashed past, and the surroundings changed slightly. (To be continued)