Moreover, those guards seem to have a low level of cultivation - in the magic world.

Two magicians above level 5, one level 6 warrior, and a group of second and third level warriors. Such a combination will not be so unbearable when encountering an ordinary evolution of Black Voda, and a hundred heads.

What's more, they are only about twenty now.

Well... it seems that one of the Black Vodas has a low level, and the two magicians can't handle it even if they join forces... there are several other evolved.

No wonder.

There are very few humans in the magic world who practice both magic and martial arts. Because of their strong physique, Heivoda is a very powerful predator. After evolution, he not only has magic attack ability, but also has stronger physiques.

The evolution of Black Voda may be able to deal with magicians and warriors of great strength at the same time.

The distance is too far, he can roughly detect the strength of both sides' offense and defense, but it cannot be as clear as he has seen it with his own eyes.

That black Voda seemed very powerful...

Lin Lang was a little interested, but he still didn't plan to go and have fun. In that way, there was no difference between him and children playing.

Several low-level warriors were almost completely lost, while several high-level warriors fled in a panic.

The magician seemed to be able to control the wind, and his speed was still very fast in the blizzard. Heivoda, who was used to rushing in the snow, could only be placed behind him.

Their speed is far faster than that caravan.

Those people didn't know whether they deliberately led Black Voda away or went in the wrong direction.

The valley is several kilometers wide, and their escape route is completely different from the caravan's marching route.

They ran straight towards Lin Lang along the edge of the valley.

Is this considered a trouble to come to the door?

Lin Lang calmly ate the two fish, picked up a piece of firewood and threw it into the wind and snow.

Several hundred meters south of his shelter, several black shadows ran in the snow. More than a dozen beasts were chasing behind them.

Several people knew that if they could not escape, this valley would be their burial place.

No, they will be buried in the belly of Black Voda.

Even if they find a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack to defend, they may not be able to keep the huge mutated black Voda low.

Even if it can be blocked temporarily, it is extremely cold here and they have no supplies, so they can't hold on for too long.

In despair, they found a fire in front of them. It seemed to be a bonfire.

A glimmer of hope rose in the hearts of several people almost at the same time.

Those who dare to enter this valley in such weather and camp in such a weather should have certain strength and a large number of people.

With hope of life, the soles of my feet seem to have a little more strength and speed up one point.

However, as soon as the fire came, the light of electricity came from the bonfire, they had not had time to be surprised.

A firewood that was still burning was inserted into the snow a few meters away in front of them, like a torch full of grease, burning wildly.

The two magicians were shocked. What a powerful fire element.

In such an ice and snow world, the fire-type elements are thin. However, a torch can gather such a strong fire-type elements so far from the caster...

They stopped subconsciously.

However, the warrior's speed did not decrease. They were about to warn him, but a firelight flew backwards. The firelight flipped over a fight in the air and stably penetrated the snow.

Arranged with the previous one in front of them.

Burning.

Behind him, Hei Voda roared, and the warrior screamed and disappeared. The two magicians felt a chill in their hearts.

They seemed to be in the same mood, and at the same time turned and ran towards the middle of the valley.

The two torches clearly warned them not to cross the line, otherwise the warrior who had been torn apart by Heivoda would be Yin Jie.

A huge white black Voda - a very contradictory color - seemed to be very afraid of the front. It sensed a very strong sense of danger in front.

Even the two magicians escaped, it didn't immediately catch up with them.

Other black Vodas are mainly based on it. They do not have instructions and dare not move around.

Their strength is much lower than the white end and the sensing is not as clear as it is. But they also feel a strong sense of crisis.

White Black Voda hesitated for a moment, roared, and bypassed the torch and chased after the magician's escape.

Lin Lang was eating beef and was very satisfied with their understanding.

Now it seems that those people clearly deliberately led Black Voda away.

A caravan that can make two fifth-level magicians and a sixth-level warrior sacrifice themselves is probably not an ordinary caravan.

However, Lin Lang did not intend to delve into it. Since they all knew each other and avoided it, he would not meddle in other people's business.

As for why you don't lend a helping hand?

For him, in this world where the fittest survives, no one is noble or lowly. In this place where the fate of heaven is fought against heaven, whoever commits death should have the awareness of death.

He did not care what the caravan was. They dared to slaughter the cubs of Hevoda and had to bear their anger.

It would be very inappropriate for those people to bring Black Voda to him.

Those who were hunted and were chased were away from his shelter. He no longer paid attention to them.

I put three large pieces of firewood in the bonfire and it’s time to practice.

I don’t know when this heavy snow will stop. However, such a blizzard is also beneficial to him.

In a blizzard, the concentration of solidified spiritual elements is extremely high and the properties are quite single.

The solidified spiritual array in his body was absorbed and slowly refined later. This is also another benefit for him in the magic world.

The active spiritual elements here are very thin, less than those on Earth. However, the concentration of solidified spiritual elements is dozens of times that of the earth.

Absorbing and refining the solidified spiritual energy here is one of the main reasons why he has quickly entered the country. It is also the most effective supplementary method for him to lose spiritual energy when teleporting.

The bonfire was still burning, and a shadow sitting cross-legged in the firelight was swaying.

The wind direction of the blizzard suddenly changed, and all the wind and snow seemed to gather towards Lin Lang's shelter.

Moreover, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Soon, Lin Lang's shelter was covered with snowflakes.

The snowflakes are getting thicker and thicker, and they are piled up and slowly hardened, and seem to turn into ice shells in a short period of time, and they are getting thicker and thicker.

…………

The blizzard stopped and it was dawn.

On the side of the valley, there is a huge ice sheet at the foot of the mountain, with a diameter of at least one kilometer. The middle of the ice sheet is slightly raised...

Suddenly, the middle of the ice cap exploded and a figure jumped out.

It is Lin Lang. Lin Lang takes a few deep breaths and can breathe fresh air.

Although under the ice cap, his inner breath can maintain his life for a long time. But who is willing to use his inner breath?

He stood on the ice cap and saw that the hillside was completely covered with snow, and the trees before disappeared - a blizzard buried them.

And the snow in the valley is thicker, at least ten meters.

Lin Lang bounced his toes and he reached mid-air. The sun shone and the earth was snow-white, making the light look more abundant.

Today is a good weather.

He flew across the valley in a blink of an eye, flew across the mountains, and reached outside the valley.

He did not notice that on the other side of the valley, a snow pile suddenly moved. A ball of snow was pushed away, and a man crawled out of the snow pile. Then another one, another.

There were four people coming out in total. They looked at the completely unfamiliar valley. One of the martial artists dressed up and walked up to a young man: "Young master, it's better to rescue others. Then find the goods."

There were at least thirty people in their group. A blizzard last night forced them to camp. But unexpectedly, the snow covered them all overnight.

There was seven or eight meters deep overnight, which was the heavy snow he had never seen in his life.

The 'Young Master' nodded and said, "Send a signal and call Damo and the others..." I don't know how many of them are left.

However, although he was extremely thrilling and almost buried here, he never regretted coming here.
Chapter completed!