A thrilling and intense battle finally ended here.

He Wuhen killed all six demon dragons at the cost of being slightly injured, and obtained more than four million experience points and hundreds of soul fragments.

In addition, the completion of the Demon-Slaying and Destroying God-Destroying Mission was also due to the increase of six.

After all, these six dark demon dragons are no longer ordinary monsters, but powerful demon gods.

After the war, all the mountains within a radius of 100,000 miles were destroyed and turned into a vast ruin.

There are broken mountains everywhere, as well as sunken earth and huge pits of abyss.

There were still powerful demonic energy and divine power remaining in the sky, and the violent and raging shock wave turned into a strong wind and blew for a long time before dissipating.

After this incident, He Wuhen decided not to wander in the Taigu Mountains anymore.

There are too many secrets hidden in this ancient mountain range, and there are many unknown strong men and dangers.

He neither wants to explore the dusty ancient secrets nor to take risks to avoid affecting his future plans.

The battle just now was too loud, and He Wuhen was worried that it would alarm the powerful demon god who guarded the border.

So he left the battlefield, found a secluded place millions of miles away, and hid in the depths of the ground to heal his wounds.

It took him eight years to heal his injuries and return to his peak state in the illusion of time in the Tower of Tongtian.

After his healing was over, it only took half a month for the outside world.

He Wuhen stopped staying, used the invisibility technique, hid his own breath, and began to cross the ancient mountains and head towards the extremely cold desert.

However, just as he was racing in the sky and preparing to cross the ancient mountains, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

On a mountain 50,000 miles ahead of him, a surging black fog and demonic energy suddenly burst out, condensing into a formation of tens of thousands of miles.

Twelve figures flew out from the huge array, and came to the sky and lined up, staring at him with a fierce look.

Those were the twelve powerful demon gods, with different appearances and body shapes, but they all had the strength of the God-level master.

Although He Wuhen was invisible, the powerful demons could not see him, but they all locked his breath with their spiritual sense.

The twelve powerful demon gods did not rush over and stopped the high sky ahead. As long as He Wuhen dared to fly over, he would definitely be besieged.

Seeing this scene, He Wuhen couldn't help frowning and his face became very gloomy.

"Damn! That's the guardians guarding the border? How could they intercept me here?"

"Didn't it... the movement of my previous battle with the Demon Dragon has already alarmed them?"

He Wuhen recalled that before he encountered the six demon dragons, his whereabouts had been very hidden and should not be discovered by the guardians guarding the border.

However, the noise of his fighting with the demon dragon was too great, and it could be detected in a radius of millions of miles.

So he was sure that it was that war that aroused the alertness of the border guardians.

"The road ahead is not clear. If I want to enter the extremely cold desert, I can only kill those guardians."

He Wuhen murmured in a low voice, turned around and flew back, and then looked for an opportunity to cross the Taichung Mountains from elsewhere.

However, as soon as he turned around and flew forty thousand miles away, he saw a surging black fog burst out from the sky 50,000 miles away in front of him, and more than a dozen powerful demon gods appeared.

Those were fifteen powerful divine masters, who were also lined up in the sky, staring at him with murderous aura, and locking his breath with his spiritual sense.

This situation made He Wuhen's brows furrowed together, and the expression on his face became even more gloomy.

"Damn! There is the guardian of the extremely cold desert in front, and there is the guardian of the Soul-Devouring Swamp behind! I was sandwiched in the middle, was I being made into dumplings?"

It is true that although the ancient mountains are vast and are tens of thousands of miles long, they are only more than one hundred thousand miles wide.

He Wuhen is currently in the middle of the ancient mountains. Fifty thousand miles behind him is the Soul-Devouring Swamp, and ninety thousand miles ahead is the extremely cold desert.

But he fought with the Demon Dragon, which alarmed the guardians of the two major areas.

Now, two groups of guardians are guarding both sides of the ancient mountains, sandwiching him in the middle, making him in a dilemma.

Backing back? That's absolutely impossible!

He Wuhen went through hardships and took several months to leave the Soul-Devouring Swamp, and was about to rush to the Eastern Continent. How could he retreat?

But he continued to move forward. If he wanted to cross the ancient mountains and enter the extremely cold desert, he had to kill the twelve guardians of the extremely cold desert.

Under this situation, He Wuhen chose to move forward bravely without hesitation.

Since his whereabouts have been revealed, he has been discovered by two groups of guardians, so he simply released his invisibility and flew forward openly.

"Swish!"

He Wuhen was covered with a layer of golden light, which was as fast as lightning, and flew towards the extremely cold desert.

Tens of thousands of miles behind him, more than a dozen guardians of the Soul-Devouring Swamp all showed sneering when they saw this scene and started to discuss it secretly.

"Haha, this human boy is dead. Those people in the extremely cold desert will definitely tear him to pieces!"

"Hehe, it's so ironic. That kid would rather fight with people from the extremely cold desert than have the courage to fight with us."

"Tsk tsk, the people in the extremely cold desert must have their noses crooked, right?"

"That boy was too naive. He thought we were many people and few people in the extremely cold desert, so he chose to rush forward. But he didn't know that the people in the extremely cold desert were much more cruel than us."

"It's interesting now. That kid killed the Dark Dragon family before, and his strength is definitely good. Although he will definitely die, he can even pull a few people to the death."

"I don't know how many people from the extremely cold desert can kill?"

Just as everyone was talking, He Wuhen's figure had disappeared from the sky and rushed to the extreme cold desert.

Although the guardians of the Soul-Devouring Swamp could no longer see him, they used their spiritual sense to observe his movements and wanted to sit and watch a good show.

Two minutes later, He Wuhen arrived at the edge of the Taikung Mountains and stopped thousands of miles away from the extremely cold desert.

He stood alone in the sky, holding a blood-drinking knife as dark as ink and floating in purple fire in his hand, confronting the guardians of the twelve extremely cold deserts.

The situation was as expected by the guardians of the Soul-Devouring Swamp. The guardians of the extremely cold desert had already been burned by the anger of anger, and a strong murderous aura gushed in their eyes.

He Wuhen’s choice was a great insult and provocation to them.

Therefore, the twelve guardians all gritted their teeth and vowed to tear He Wuhen into pieces and crush their bones and ashes!

Above the sky, the wind was roaring and the temperature was extremely low.

He Wuhen looked ahead from above and saw a vast snow-capped mountain and glacier. A dark brown desert a hundred thousand miles further away.

That is the extremely cold desert.

Although he was only tens of thousands of miles away from the extreme cold desert, there were still twelve powerful gods in the middle.

The twelve guardians have locked his aura, and even if he wants to bypass it, the other party will inevitably start chasing.

Therefore, this battle is inevitable!

The two sides confronted each other, their faces were very gloomy and cold, and they burst into powerful murderous intent.

However, the guardians of the extremely cold desert are not in a hurry to take action.

One of the leading white-bearded demons stared at He Wuhen with his eyes, flew forward thousands of miles away, and asked in a cold voice: "Boy of the human race, why did you appear in the territory of our race? You also want to cross the ancient mountains and sneak into our extremely cold desert?"

The other party was not in a hurry to take action, and He Wuhen was not in a hurry. He replied expressionlessly: "I have something to do. I need to cross the Northeast Continent and go to the East Continent. The Soul-Devouring Swamp and the Extreme Cold Desert are my must-pass routes."

The guardians of the extremely cold desert thought that Wuhen could not understand the language of the Demon Gods, but he did not expect that he could not only understand, but also fluently speak the language of the Demon Gods.

The guardians looked at each other and secretly started to talk.

The old man with white beard nodded slightly to show his clarity, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said in a playful tone: "Human boy, although I understand that you must enter our extremely cold desert. But unfortunately, the extremely cold desert is the territory of our tribe, and the humble alien races will never be allowed to enter."

"So, if you want to cross the Northeast, it's just a delusion, and your route will be cut off here. Kneel down and surrender obediently. Maybe I will spare your life if I am happy and take you as a slave."

The white-bearded old man looked at He Wuhen with a contemptuous look, and his expression was very playful.

The other guardians immediately laughed and began to talk gloatly.

Perhaps in their opinion, He Wuhen is already a dying person, no surprise.

He Wuhen was not angry, but just glanced at the white-bearded old man with a expressionless face, then raised the blood-drinking knife in his hand and launched an attack.

Over the years, he has killed countless powerful people from the Demon God clan, and has seen countless arrogant and arrogant people who eventually died tragically under his knife, or knelt down and beg for mercy, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

Therefore, no matter whether the enemy is arrogant, cursed, or begged for mercy in a humble manner, he is already numb.

No matter how much you say, it is a waste of words. It is better to fight happily, and your life and death will be in peace.

"Meteor Fire Rain!"

He Wuhen waved the blood-drinking knife, summoned more than 300 meteors, carrying the terrifying Void Divine Fire, and bombarded the twelve guardians.

Suddenly, the world became extremely dazzling and dazzling, and it completely became a world of flames.

The twelve guardians were not afraid at all, and they all came with swords and angrily cursed He Wuhen for death.

The meteor fire rains all over the sky flooded the guardians, burning the 100,000-mile mountains into magma, turning them into boundless sea of ​​fire.

On the other side of the ancient mountain range, the guardians of the Soul-Devouring Swamp were watching the show, and were shocked by this scene, and all showed incredible expressions.

"Captain the God!"

He Wuhen used his trump card skills again, transforming into a giant with a height of 30 times, with his combat power soaring thirty times, just like a god coming to the world.

He rushed into the sea of ​​fire without moving forward, waved the blood-drinking sword to attack the guardians, constantly using various trump cards.

The guardians of the extremely cold desert also fought back, and they all burst out to use their magical skills with all their might, siege He Wuhen.

A shocking battle began again in the Taichung Mountains.
Chapter completed!