Chapter 178

The soul swallowing insect lies on the silver wolf and tries to devour its demon soul. The silver wolf raises its head and screams bitterly. It rolls all over the ground and tries to crush the soul swallowing insect. Unfortunately, as long as the soul swallowing insect sticks to its body, it is difficult to remove it.

In addition, the lame wolf king was surprised and immediately turned around to run down the mountain. This time, Feng Yimo hated him and opened his mouth to drink. The black scale needle stabbed the lame wolf king's neck like lightning. It fell down, and its white body turned black and rotten quickly. It soon turned into a pool of black water. The poison of the black scale needle was not what it could resist!

"Woo Hoo!" The silver wolf was entangled by the soul swallowing insect, and the pain rolled over. Finally, Putong knelt down in front of Feng Yimo and sobbed for mercy. Feng Yimo thought about it, waved his hand to stop the soul swallowing insect from swallowing its demon soul, and said: "if you want to live, release your demon soul, let me leave a mark of divine consciousness, and wait for me to send you!"

Silver wolf is already a level 3 high-level monster, and it should be able to advance to level 4 soon. Naturally, it is unwilling to obey the orders of human beings and hesitates a little. Feng Yimo has already hummed coldly and ordered the soul swallowing insect to continue to devour its demon soul. Silver wolf immediately kowtows for mercy and opens its mouth. A green Mini Silver wolf demon soul flies out of its mouth. The soul swallowing insect is about to rush up and is attacked by the wind Yi Mo stops it, and the divine sense flies out, leaving a mark on the spirit of the silver wolf demon. An idea can make the silver wolf's life worse than death!

After collecting the soul swallowing insects, Feng Yimo turns over and sits on the back of the silver wolf, and comes down from the mountain. The snow wolves retreat one after another, and then turn around and escape.

Snow people see wind Yi Mo unexpectedly accepted silver wolf, all dumbfounded, on the fairy is too fierce, the surviving snowman in the high priest's lead kneel to worship.

Feng Yimo jumps down from the silver wolf, supports the high priest, looks at the ruins of the tribe, and asks, "what's the high priest's plan?"

When the high priest looked at the remnant of the tribe, they were all injured. Only the women and children inside were not injured, but they were all shivering. A sudden attack caused heavy casualties in the uhe tribe, with 70% of the casualties!

"Shangxian, I have a heartless request. I hope Shangxian agrees!" The high priest knelt down again: "I beg the immortal to escort us to Peiyan tribe 5000 miles away. Now the Wuhe tribe is extinct, and we can only live in other tribes for a long time!"

Feng Yi Mo looked at a pair of eager eyes, pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "OK, I promise you. As soon as you're ready, let's go now! "

"Thank you for being immortal, thank you for being immortal!" The high priest was overjoyed and immediately got up and ordered the people to pack up their belongings.

Feng Yimo took the bone puppet, sacrificed the green crescent wheel, cut down two big trees, pulled off the bark, twisted them into ropes, cut the big trees into thin sheets, and tied them into snow plows. He ordered the silver wolf to call several snow wolves and put the ropes on the snow wolf to act as foot strength. The snow people's goods, children, women and the wounded could all sit on them.

Although snow wolf is not willing, but under the pressure of the wolf king, had to bow.

The snow wolf's corpses were collected by Feng Yimo, and then blasted out a big pit to bury the snow people's corpses. The high priest led the people to pray in tears in front of the tombs, and then went on the snow plow. Wula is the first time for them to sit on the snow wolf's plow. They are excited and timid. They are afraid that the snow wolf will turn around and bite off their necks. Feng Yimo hugs Wula with a smile and lets him sit on the silver wolf, which is very stable.

For the injured snowman, Feng Yimo each sent a blood pill, the wound soon scab, no longer bleeding, high priest gratitude, Wula opened his eyes curiously asked: "big brother, what do you give them to eat?"

Feng Yimo took out a bottle of cork and gave it to Wula, saying: "this is a kind of elixir, which can quickly stop bleeding and heal wounds. I give you a bottle. If someone is seriously injured, you can take it for him!"

"Thank you, big brother!" Wula happily put it away.

Snow Wolf's speed is very fast. In the snow behind his knees, snow wolf drags the snow plow and runs faster than the friars of building foundation. He can run 400 Li a day, which greatly shortens the travel time.

At night, the snowmen set up a bonfire, took out meat to roast, and put up tents to keep out the cold. The atmosphere was sad and dignified. They sang and danced the night before. Today, there are more than 150 people separated by Yin and Yang, and there are only more than 30 people left. If Feng Yimo didn't come back in time, I'm afraid the whole family would be eaten by snow wolves!

Wind B ink cross knee and sit, secretly spit, silver wolf obediently squat aside, dare not have any over.

Feng Yimo opens his eyes, takes out a three-level sea demon corpse and throws it to the silver wolf. The silver wolf is stunned, looks up and eats it. The other snow wolves are greedy, but they dare not come forward. Feng Yimo thinks about it and throws out several Snow Wolf corpses. The snow wolves immediately rush to eat the same kind.

Nothing happened overnight. The next day, the wind and snow suddenly increased, and he couldn't see things clearly from more than ten feet away. If Feng Yimo was alone, he could walk out of the wind and snow area by virtue of his divine sense, but there were still several snow plows. He didn't dare to take risks, so he discussed with the high priest and waited for the storm to stop.

Although the high priest was anxious to go to Peiyan tribe, it was so snowy that he could easily lose his way, so he only listened to Feng Yimo's advice.

Having nothing to do, Feng Yimo calls the high priest to his tent and asks about the power of the totem.The high priest was grateful to Feng Yimo for many times. He knew all about the power of the totem and explained it to Feng Yimo in detail.

Each tribe of the snowman worships its own totem. For example, the uhe tribe worships the God of the moon, so the totem is like a full moon and a crescent moon. They use their own blood as the medium, with a unique mantra, drawing totem printed on the snowman soldiers, so that the snowman soldiers temporarily have extraordinary ability. Of course, the snowman must be an adult to bear the power of the totem, or it will explode and die!

Feng Yimo nods. He has seen the power of totem, which can double the power of snowman warrior. He felt that the power of totem was like some kind of simple spirit gathering array, and there was something different than spirit gathering array.

He took out the bones that the high priest had given, looked at them, and asked, "high priest, what is this?"

The great priest took over the animal bone respectfully and rubbed it carefully. It seemed that he fell into deep memory. He said for a long time: "more than 4000 years ago, the uhe tribe was a big tribe with tens of thousands of people. There were 100 priests at the level of high priest. They lived in harmony and worshipped the God of the moon. Every night when the moon was full, they worshipped the moon and the God of the moon. Relying on the essence of the moon to enhance our combat effectiveness, as long as the moon, we snowmen are invincible! This animal bone records the most powerful totem at that time The shadow of the moon is divided into the shadow of the moon, the shadow of the moon, and the shadow of the moon. "

Feng Yimo shrugged and moved. Just by the name, he knew that he was very powerful. But why didn't they use such powerful totem skills, and they declined from tens of thousands of people to more than 100 people?

With a bitter smile on his face, the high priest continued: "does the immortal think that the high priest mentioned by Laojiu is the same as Laojiu? Then you are wrong. If you are a snowman, you are a priest, and the real high priest is one level higher than you

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