Snowfield.

Su Xing stood in the sky, looking at the far north abyss.

The boundless darkness swallowed everything, bursting out a terrifying roar, and the scene was shocking.

At this moment, all the divine cultivators on the snowfield, including the Snowman tribe, were perceived, looking at the direction of the extreme north, with a look of shock and doubt.

Not long after, Su Xing general Wanjun, Weishanhu, Jiulong Taoist, Tianjue Sword Lord and others released them from the Chaos Pool.

These people were previously arranged in other corners of the Chaos Pool.

They didn't know that the ninth abyss had been packed and taken away by Su Xing.

The heart of being on guard against others is indispensable.

Among these people, Su Xing can trust them. Naturally, he will not expose his own secrets to everyone's noses.

"The abyss is destroyed."

Everyone looked at the direction of the extreme north splitting abyss, and was filled with shock.

Everyone doesn't understand why this happens.

Some people also suspect that Su Xing did it.

However, if you think about it carefully, it is unlikely that Su Xing can escape from the hands of the four domain masters. It is already very impressive that he can destroy the extreme northern abyss, which is not something he can do.

Even if the God Ancestor comes, it may not be possible.

In the end, everyone can only attribute all this to fate.

The fate of the extreme northern split abyss has ended, and it has been crushed and swallowed by the Xuanwei Realm, and it has been destroyed.

"The destruction of the abyss means that the demon will die."

Xue Xinrou bowed devoutly towards the direction of the extreme north splitting abyss, muttering in her mouth.

After a while, she slowly stood up.

"Miss Snow, what is the demon in your mouth?"

Wanjun asked curiously.

"That's a legend."

Xue Xinrou explained: "The Snowman tribe has been passed down from generation to generation, and there is an ancient demon living in the far north splitting abyss."

"This legend is obviously fake."

The Jiulong Taoist shook his head and smiled: "We are a man who even the four domain masters dare to provoke. Why didn't we see that ancient demon?"

"I have a doubt."

Wei Shanhu frowned and said, "Eliminate the ninth abyss, and there are endless monsters appearing in the eight abysses in front of them, and they can't be killed."

"why is that?"

Tianjue Sword Lord tentatively said: "Didn't those monsters escape from the ninth abyss?"

“This is unlikely.”

Wei Shanhu shook his head and said, "The demon kings in the ninth abyss will not drive away ordinary monsters. Everyone has their own territory and will not interfere with each other."

"And, even the monsters in the ninth level abyss are not endless to be killed, right?"

Su Xing also felt that Weishanhu’s analysis made sense.

At this moment, he used his soul thoughts to communicate with the four domain masters in the Chaos Pool and asked them why.

However, the answer obtained made Su Xing secretly shocked.

At ordinary times, the four domain masters will not go to the abyss above the eighth level, because they vaguely feel that there is a very terrifying existence in the abyss above.

As for the monsters in the abyss on the eighth level, they did not come from the ninth level abyss.

In most of the moments, the ninth abyss and the abyss above the eighth abyss are in a state of isolation, and the two sides are clearly separated, and the well water does not interfere with the river.

"Could it be that the legend of the Snowman tribe is true?

So what will happen to the destruction of the far north abyss?”

Su Xing was confused.

The best situation is naturally the terrifying existence, who was destroyed along with the extreme north splitting abyss.

"Be careful of the national teacher!"

At this moment, a voice sounded from the awakened mind.

Someone sent a message to him in secret.

"who?"

Su Xing looked around, but he did not find the source of the sound.

He frowned slightly, what does the other party mean?

Why be careful about the national teacher?

The national teacher is an alchemist of the Tiangong clan. He is highly respected and is very good at awakening. He once gave him diluted blood from ancient creatures to help him become a flesh-body god.

In addition, Yan Feng, Wei Si, Yue Zhijun and others are now following the national teacher to practice.

Suddenly, he woke up and turned around.

In the void behind him, light gathered and turned into a figure, which was the national teacher.

"National Master?"

Su Xing was a little surprised, but he didn't expect the national teacher to appear at this time.

Nothing was found strange around.

Everyone seems to be unable to detect the existence of the national teacher.

Su Xing was not surprised. It was not difficult to do this with the means of the national teacher.

"Su Xing, what have you experienced in the Far North Rifting Abyss?"

After looking at the far north and splitting the abyss for a while, the national master asked Su Xing.

He had a kind smile and nothing unusual at all.

"There are countless monsters living inside, in the ninth abyss, and there are four domain masters with strong cultivation..." Su Xing probably told the story.

However, he hid the matter of taking away the ninth abyss, and only said that when he ran away, the Far North Rift Abyss suddenly collapsed, and he didn't know what was going on.

The national teacher fell into thinking.

After a while, he said to Su Xing: "It's nothing, just go back to Tian Fengguo!"

"good!"

Su Xing nodded.

The figure of the national master quickly dissipated and disappeared between heaven and earth.

...on the snow field.

Covered by ice and snow, holy and flawless.

Su Xing and his group flew south.

Finally, we arrived at the location of the Snowman tribe.

Compared to more than a year ago, the Snowman tribe looked much more miserable.

Half of the fortresses were destroyed.

The rest are also in a state of hard support.

And around the Snowman tribe, there are many gods and cultivators appearing.

It's almost like a purgatory on earth.

The whole group looked slightly darker, and an unknown anger emerged in their hearts.

However, Xue Xinrou's delicate pretty face was covered with tears. With her in the center, the frost around her was flying, and her breath was solemn.

"A bunch of unsavory guys."

The Jiulong Taoist snorted coldly. Compared with other divine cultivators, they pursued power in order to become stronger and dominate their own destiny.

They don’t bother doing anything like burning, killing, looting and looting.

"Luo Qing, you must teach these people all the lessons..." When Wan Jun finished speaking, he found that Su Xing had disappeared with Xue Xinrou.

"Boom!"

Soon, there were roars on the ground ahead.

"We'll do it too!"

Seeing this, Weishanhu shouted coldly and rushed out quickly.

There are about 20,000 or 30,000 divine cultivators all over the snowfield, with many powerful people, and many gods among them. This is why they caused such great damage to the Snowman tribe.

But at this moment, Su Xing and his group were like tigers entering a flock of sheep.

The screams of the cultivators were everywhere.

The divine light surged, the divine power was raging, and the air waves were rolling.

The numbers of people on both sides are very different, but it is a nearly one-sided massacre.
Chapter completed!