He once shed blood here and fought for the clan. Looking back on the hardships involved, it makes him sigh.

Of course, Juntian now has no time to dwell on the past, so he steps out to the Arctic land and comes to this windy and snowy world where he has struggled since childhood.

"Human King, how strong is he now?"

Looking at the shadow that suddenly went away, the strong men in the pass were deeply touched. The ruthless people in the Arctic in the past have now grown up to have god-level mounts.

The changes of the times have made them all feel older.

"My disciple can now kill all gods!"

Zhang Yuanshan couldn't help but laugh. All the originators in the pass were turned to stone. In fifty years of wind and rain, they transformed into dragons. The Human Emperor embarked on an unprecedented path, and there was no comparison between these majestic Lords of the Cave Heaven and him in the past.

The silver colored butterfly paralyzed on the ground, that is a high-altitude god!

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The Arctic wind and frost are still here!

From Arctic City to Xueyuan Town, it seems to be a very short road for Juntian now, but in fact, when he was being hunted, he had no way to go from heaven to earth.

I still remember how I used to be, longing for a warm and prosperous life since childhood, and longing to live in the Eastern Region. That was his ideal in his youth.

With his big sleeves fluttering, Jun Tian walked around the Arctic. He always wanted to visit the areas where he had fought hard. He especially saw the Tiandang Mountains and recalled the life-and-death struggle with Jin Xiao here in the past.

Juntian's supreme Taoist heart was slightly touched and became more real. The Taoist practice in silence became stronger, and the Taoist fruits of the gods were revealed more clearly.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Juntian's laughter shook the North Pole, and he felt it. He walked further and further away, found the place where the owner of the village was buried in the past, dug it out, and headed to the cold abyss.

This world is full of the atmosphere of reviving life. Climb the stone steps one by one, observe the heritage stone tower inscribed with the sun, moon and stars, and then inspect Fairy Zhenyuan.

"Senior Sister..."

Xu Qin also came, the personal armor in his robes was rippling with light, and the projection of the Phoenix Fairy appeared. Looking at the hazy and confused Fairy Zhenyuan, he couldn't help but cry.

"Everything will be fine in the future!"

The old fairy was in a low mood, and the whirlpool behind Fairy Zhenyuan was sleeping with a large number of hibernators, but most of them were broken, and there was no hope of resurrection.

His heart was bleeding. These super hibernators, the original fire that the ethnic group had fought hard to preserve, would be completely wiped out without heating resources.

"Time is urgent, let's get started!"

Juntian sat cross-legged, activated the tiles, and led the Zhen Yuanlao Immortal and his souls to land in this foggy world.

Ruins, rubble, and suspected ruins are everywhere, and they are like billions of miles of glaciers. As for the ancestral court made of nine-color tiles, it is located deep in the world.

The old magic stick slowly raised his head and stared at the wisps of the setting sun projected from the sky. It seemed out of reach, like a divine light refracted from the deep space of the universe.

At first he didn't take it seriously, subconsciously feeling that something was wrong.

He suddenly raised his head and couldn't help but raise his hand, trembling slightly, to touch the setting sun, but the palm that began to tremble violently made it difficult for his body to control himself!

"How could it be like this..."

The old magic stick felt an unprecedented fear in his heart. Even though he tried his best to control his emotions, his body could not help but tremble.
Chapter completed!