Douluo Continent's Spirit Empire

The young man in red robe thought that although he was bound to die, the teachings said that the Blood God would have the power to destroy the world immediately after he came to the world, so he tried every means to extend Xu Junfang's survival time. Maybe this could give the Blood God a buffer. time.

Although it is very unwise to come to the Far North, you will still be able to get rid of most of the pursuers. The core area of ​​the Far North is a forbidden area for humans.

This might allow the Son of the Blood God to live longer, this was the idea of ​​the young man in red.

Xu Junfang experienced the following plot personally. The young man in red robe dedicated all his soul power to form a warm layer in order to prolong his life for a few more minutes.

Although this memory is a bit long, for Xu Junfang, the memory passed through his mind within a few minutes, and it was shown in his brain like watching a movie.

Xu Junfang gradually came to his senses, but he was full of doubts and had nowhere to confide.

Blood God?me?Why did I just cross over like this?This is the Far North?What about the chasing Wuhundian people?

And how to survive?

Xu Junfang quickly analyzed the memories stored in his mind, and reached out to take out his trousers pocket which was not considered broken.

The hand touched the corners of two hard objects.

Take it out and have a look, they are a token of Wuhun Temple and half a stainless steel ring.

As we all know, there are six types of tokens in Wuhundian, each representing six levels.

The six patterns on the token are a sword, a hammer, a crown, an incomplete human figure, a dragon and a chrysanthemum, representing six powerful soul masters, and also representing six special contributions to the Wuhun Temple, Or someone with the status of an elder in Wuhundian.

The token in Xu Junfang's hand has four patterns, and it is the token of his late father Xu Wanggong.

Xu Junfang gently turned the token, which was only a little smaller than his tender white palm, and rubbed his thumb on the surface of the token. The exquisite patterns carved on the token briefly attracted his attention.

Then Xu Junfang looked at another item in his hand, a beautifully crafted metal ring.

Tilting his head slightly and thinking for a while, Xu Junfang had already got the answer from his mind.

This is a family token from his mother to Xu Junfang. The Shenying family his mother belongs to is one of the four famous families in the Star Luo Empire.

The aristocratic family inherited the martial spirit Green Flame Eagle, so half of the soaring eagle was also engraved on the ring. The other half of the ring presumably belonged to the mother.

It didn't take much time for Xu Junfang to check the two items. He carried both items close to his body in case they were lost. They were extremely important tokens.

Xu Junfang stepped on the thick snow and searched the surroundings briefly and quickly, but there was no trace of living things.

"Before this guy died, he was walking in the snow with a long trail of blood. The smell of blood must have attracted soul beasts. I have to get out of here."

Seeing the broken red-robed corpse like a rag doll, Xu Junfang thought so.

He walked quickly to the side of the red-robed young man who had died leaning against the tree trunk before, and took off his clothes and trousers.

Xu Junfang tore off the blood-stained parts of his clothes and trousers and threw them back on the red robe's body, and simply put the rest of the clothes on his body.

There seemed to be something in the red robe on the young man in red, but Xu Junfang didn't explore it for the time being, but left this bloody place in a hurry, not wanting to stay for a moment.

The smell of blood is really strong here.

Although I probably know the current situation of this body and want to plan something, but what I should consider now is how to face the desperate situation in the ice and snow.

Whether he can survive is still up for debate.

He is currently facing several fatal problems

The first, and most fatal and direct problem is that this is the far north. The temperature is usually about forty degrees below zero. Now he can barely maintain the shield with his soul power to keep him warm. After a while, his soul power will dissipate. He was about to face the wind and cold of ice and snow, and as a baby of about three and a half years old, he had no soul power and was bound to die.

Second, spirit beasts haunt here, it is very dangerous, Xu Junfang has to decide whether to leave or stay temporarily.

Thirdly, even if you leave this forest belonging to the Far North, how to get out of the periphery of the Far North to contact the Spirit Hall.

Xu Junfang Yunshen took a look at the boundary where he was now and the exit of the forest. There was a black tree trunk in front of him. If he only relied on his legs, he might not be able to get out of the forest before dark.

The dark clouds in the sky rumbled, and the wind and rain brewing inside could be regarded as the death knell of Xu Junfang's doom. The heat loss in the extremely cold place was 25 times that of usual.

Seeing this situation, Xu Junfang was still quite uneasy, he didn't know if he could survive, and the empty panic in his heart was suppressed by his few breaths.

Better to be alive than to freeze to death.

He has to survive at least one night in the snow first,

Xu Junfang walked in the snow extremely carefully, trying to find cover to hide his figure.

Now he has also explored the contents of the red robe clearly:

A round iron plate with a bat engraved on it seems to be the identity certificate of the Blood Soul Organization

A wallet, which contains some blood-stained gold soul coins and silver soul coins of varying quantities.

Several throwing knives with unknown metal properties.

There is also a metal ball that looks like a storage device, but I just don't know how to use it.

Xu Junfang tidied up these things and hid them on his body.

He walked across several snow-covered hills within 10 minutes. Broken branches could be seen everywhere on the road, and finally stopped before a small snow slope that could block the north wind.

Xu Junfang once watched a show in his world about how the famous explorer Barron Grylls relied on powerful survival skills to survive in dangerous areas around the world.

Although I didn't see much, I still vaguely remember how Barron built a temporary shelter in the snow.

Xu Junfang dug a long snow pit on the dark side of the leeward side of the snow slope, which can be said to be a coffin of ice and snow.

He picked up broken or fallen branches in the snow, and arranged them neatly and horizontally above the snow pit, which was equivalent to adding a coffin cover to his coffin.

Xu Junfang piled the surrounding snow onto the plane of the branches to make the "coffin cover" thicker and insulated.

Xu Junfang dwarfed and got into the ice and snow coffin he built. Although the pit was full of ice and snow, it was indeed much warmer than the outside, and it could indeed play a role in keeping warm.

Glancing at the setting sun shrouded in purple clouds in the sky, Xu Junfang has no plans to get into the pit to sleep right now.

Xu Junfang sat down, leaning against the thick hillside, with his arms resting on his half-bent legs. He looked melancholy at the sunset that had been engulfed by dark clouds, thinking about how to arrange some protective measures and how to survive in the following days. .

Suddenly!

murderous look! !

Strong murderous intent! ! !

Xu Junfang rolled on the snowy ground in front of him like a light on his back, narrowly avoiding the heat wave rubbing against his back.

After a roll, he grabbed the ground with his palm, leaving five long and narrow scratches on the pure white snow layer, and his body stopped slipping backwards.

The five fingers of Xu Junfang's right hand were bent into claws and placed on the snow in front of him. His left hand was placed on his waist with the palm of his hand facing down. His left leg was curled up and his right leg was pushed behind him. The muscles of his calf were stretched tightly.

Xu Junfang was sticking to the ground like a snow leopard ready to kill its prey at any time, looking vigilantly at where he was originally standing.

Two giant wolves with silver-white hair stood on the hillside where Xu Junfang originally chose to take shelter, like two pieces of bright silver reflecting the rays of the setting sun.The long fur on the wolf's body undulated slightly with the evening breeze. The wolf's mouth opened a crack, its ferocious wolf teeth bared, and a trace of hot air escaped from its mouth.

It was me who was attacked by these two soul beasts!