Small farmers dominate the deserted island

After several wolf howlings, Chen Yu rode on the back of an ice ocean wolf king, and grabbed a small ice ocean snow wolf in his hand.

Then, Chen Yu directly pressed the two icy snow wolves on the ground with Lingwei, unable to move at all.

After more than an hour of research, Chen Yu finally came to a conclusion.

These ice ocean snow wolves are still only afraid of fire, because they are afraid of high temperatures.

After all, the ice ocean snow wolf is huge, and the fur outside is so thick that it is only suitable for living in an environment of dozens of minus below zero.

If they are allowed to live in an environment above zero, I am afraid that the temperature in their bodies will remain high before long, and the consequences are very terrible.

If the temperature does not drop, they will die immediately.

I put the branches in the magma, lit the torch, and charged me outside!

After Chen Yu finished speaking, the Weeping Blood Sword was swept away, and a dozen ice ocean wolves were swept away, while the Snow Mountain tribe and Jadeite tribe behind them held their torches high and rushed towards the wind and snow.

However, just after a few steps, the torch was blown out.

In desperation, these Xueshan people could only follow Chen Yu desperately, relying on Chen Yu to make a bloody road.

In order to escape the snow nematode, they lost all the weapons in their hands, facing the fierce ice ocean snow wolf, they no longer have the power to protect themselves.

A famous human fell in a pool of blood.

Chen Yu's eyes were red. After rushing out of the Tianxian Canyon, he underestimated the number of ice ocean snow wolves. After climbing several small slopes, the ice ocean snow wolves in front of him were more than 100,000.

"Weeping Blood Sword, Wan Jian Huayuan."

As soon as Chen Yu finished speaking, a cloud of blood spurted out of the Weeping Blood Sword, and the sword filaments in the blood cloud flashed like lightning bolts in the clouds.

As the cultivation base advances, his Wanjian Huayuan at this time directly covers a radius of several kilometers.

As soon as the ice ocean snow wolves came into contact with these sword threads, they were chopped into pieces.

However, more ice ocean snow wolves rushed over.

At this moment, Biyan suddenly took out a bag from her arms, and then poured the bag down on the ground.

After the cold light passed, a lot of strange swords appeared in the snow.

"Quick, there are a lot of scrapped spirit weapons here, and they should be temporarily usable."

This action undoubtedly sent charcoal in the snow, and a man of the Snow Mountain tribe immediately picked up one of the daggers.

However, with the dagger in his hand, he froze for a moment.

These swords have no hilt, and are full of blades.

But now they can't manage that much anymore, the ice ocean snow wolf keeps attacking them, causing them heavy losses.

So far, they and the Ice Ocean Snow Wolf are like a game of eagle catching chicks.

Chen Yu was like a hen, holding the Weeping Blood Sword alone, guarding them in front to avoid the ice ocean snow wolf attack.

However, there are too many ice wolves as eagles, which can easily subvert the game balance.

A group of wolves turned red from hunger and kept attacking the humans behind.

Fortunately, some people have endured the tingling pain in their palms, took up flying knives and flying swords and began to resist.

Even so, the number of the Snow Mountain tribe and the scorpion tribe is also drastically decreasing.

As for the escape, they probably won't be able to.

Because there is no sled, their feet are on the snow, which is nearly half a meter deep. It is difficult to even walk, let alone run.

But the icy ocean snow wolf flies like a fish in the wind and snow, and moves like a fish.

Chen Yu is almost desperate. If this goes on, it is possible that the entire team, in the end, he alone will survive.

Fortunately, Biyan is also a cultivator, and can barely help Chen Yu resist a part of the snow wolves and keep behind.

The war continued, and the Xueshan people fell to their homeland one by one.

The blood of humans and wolves flowed slowly along the snowy ground, scouring bloody glaciers.

"Brother Chen Yu, I heard that there is a Sea King Empire nine thousand miles to the south. Let's retreat in that direction." Bi Yan suddenly said at this time.

When Chen Yu heard it for nine thousand miles, his entire face went black.

But now he has no other good place to go. He can only follow Biyan's footsteps and kill him to the south.

The ice ocean snow wolf seemed endless, after killing and escaping for more than ten miles, there were fewer than thirty humans behind.

Moreover, most people have physical injuries, and even if they barely survive, it is estimated that they will not be able to survive outside Iceland.

Fortunately, Xueqing, Seaweed, and Tintin were not injured.

Rustle...

A strange voice suddenly sounded in the snow, and the seaweed goddess's expression condensed, and there was a look of horror on his face.

This rustling sound is too familiar, it should be snow nematode.

Now there is a chase in the back and a strong team in the front. It is estimated that no matter how lucky they are, they will be back to the sky this time!

Thinking of this, Xueqing, Haicao, Tintin, and the three women clasped their three hands again, waiting for death to approach.

However, as the rustling voice became louder and louder, there was still the voice of people and the sound of gold and iron clinking.

Seaweed quickly opened his eyes.

In front of her, there appeared a dense number of armored humans.

These humans are sitting on the sleigh, and in front of the sleigh, there is a yoke of ice and snow wolves.

"Ah! It's not a white nematode, it's a human like us!"

"Yes, the rustle just now came from the sleigh rubbing against the snow. No, it's not a white nematode."

Three women, your voice is trembling, and your body is trembling.

At the forefront of the sledge, stood a soldier in armor. The helmet on his head covered his entire face. The helmet was extremely ferocious, but when the helmet was opened, a beautiful face appeared.

"I am the pioneer leader of the Sea King Empire, Nazhayu, on the order of Master Mo, come to pick up a master named Chen Yu."

After Nazayu finished speaking, he looked directly at Chen Yu, who was calm and relaxed.

Chen Yu was taken aback, but immediately became relieved.

Although he didn't know the details, at least he knew that this group of people came with kindness.

He quickly learned from the ancients holding a fist.

"Thank you to this woman, uh, the chief, please take my people to the sled first, and then we will..."

When Chen Yugang said this, his face suddenly changed, and he turned his head back and drew out the Weeping Blood Sword.

However, it was too late.

A large group of white gas surged toward the seaweed and others.

This white gas is invisible and invisible, and the speed is as fast as lightning. Chen Yu wants to break it with a sword, but it is too late.

Bai Qi directly hit the seaweed, Ding Ding, Xueqing, and all the remaining Xueshan tribe and Yuren tribe.

Then the surrounding snowflakes seemed to be attracted by the white air, and quickly condensed, turning the group of people into a huge ice sculpture.

what….!

Chen Yu was so angry that he suddenly soared into the sky, he was about to chop off the ice sculpture to save the seaweed women.

However, his Weeping Blood Sword stuck in the air.

This ice sculpture looks weird. If he smashes the ice sculpture rashly, will it cause harm to the people inside?