In Gui Jiao's endless complaints of blood and tears, the party continued to fly toward the north.

Unconsciously, the night passed in a hurry.

The sky is getting brighter, but it is no longer the barren desolation, but a vast expanse of snow. One night's full speed, Gu Fenghua and others have entered the real Arctic ice sheet.

GUI Jiao was lying on the cold snow, and the huge crocodile's head was raised and lowered from time to time, looking around to identify the direction.

This is not the first time it has done so. In one night, it falls four times, and every time it flies a certain distance, it has to come down to determine its direction. Gu Fenghua secretly congratulated: Fortunately, they didn't take the boat. Otherwise, even if they could barely control the boat, they would be tossed to death by it.

However, it's a good thing for Lorne, Bai pangzi and others. They haven't fully recovered from the nightmare brought about by the flying boat. Taking advantage of Guijiao's ability to identify the direction, they can just fall down and retch for a while, and recover some holy spirit by the way.

"Not yet?" Lorne several people retch almost, came to ask Gu Fenghua Road.

After a night of flying in the wind, the time of retching became shorter and shorter, and the speed of facial recovery became faster and faster. It seems that they are getting used to it.

"Don't worry. Be patient." Gu Fenghua shook his head and said.

Although the ice and snow cover of the Arctic ice sheet does not melt all the year round, it has been ten thousand years since GUI Jiao's last visit, and the scenery will always have some minor changes. Therefore, after entering the Arctic ice sheet, it takes longer and longer to identify the direction each time. Gu Fenghua is a little dizzy with the big head spinning around.

But she can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so she can only wait patiently.

In the distance, suddenly came a whistling sound of wind, a few black spots in the mid air, and soon came near.

Seeing Gu Fenghua and his party, several people fell down quickly.

"Who are you?" One of the young men asked fiercely, holding the hilt of the sword on guard.

It seems that the people who come are not good. Gu Fenghua and others also subconsciously grasped the sword handle.

"Breeze, don't be rude!" Behind the young man, an old man yelled heavily. Then he stepped forward, nodded to Gu Fenghua and said, "I don't know how to address you, master of Qianjun clan Zhong Wendao."

"Gu Fenghua, Luo en, Jun Lansheng, ye colorless, Fang Tianyou." Gu Fenghua several people not humble not overbearing said.

Qianjun sect should be one of the eighteen holy sects in LINGJI area. They have heard about it. But with their strength at this time, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"It seems that you are not from Beiyuan city?" Zhong Wendao then asked. As he asked, he quickly looked around. His eyes stayed on GUI Jiao for a moment, showing a look of surprise, but soon recovered as usual.

"Not bad." Gu Fenghua said.

"It is." Zhong Wendao nodded and said, "we still have something to do. Let's go ahead and see you later."

With that, the old man flew up with several companions.

"Shifu, they are just a few small people. Why are you so polite to them?" In the distance, I heard the voice of the young man's doubt.

"Don't deceive the poor youth. Anyone who dares to come to the Arctic ice field at such a time can't underestimate it." Zhong Wen said with a smile.

"So what? With master's strength, we can't clean up the younger generation." The young man said disapprovingly.