1615: C1615 The Real Purpose

C1615 The Real Purpose

He said he was going to the cold. Now it was obvious that he was just saying it casually. If Feng Duanyue's answer didn't match his intentions, Yang Fann would immediately change his expression.

She wouldn't be able to keep Yang Fann. Instead, she would only be kept by him.

Feng Duanyue gritted his teeth and muttered to himself. After that, she had no choice but to tell him the truth.

In fact, Han Division had a way to defrost Feng Duanyue and Feng Duanyue.

However, after defrosting, the two of them would also be half-dead.

Just as Tian Yu and the other experts of the Mori Division knew, although these two people were important, they were not important enough to make the Cold Department lower their heads.

The real reason was quite complicated.

After the Han Tribe obtained the cold spring, their combat strength soared and they gradually became a strong Winged Race tribe.

However, there were also areas under their jurisdiction. The spiritual aura in this region was exhausted. Other than fighting for the spiritual aura, the most important thing was to restrict the spiritual aura in their own territory.

Apart from the natural spiritual aura, if the super experts of the various clans were to die, regardless of whether it was their soul or aura, they would not be able to easily dissipate.

It was because it was a totem that the race looked up to, and also a resource for the race. Even the Terminator Spiritual Aura of the ancestors was too powerful.

The biggest problem for Han Tribe right now was that the cold spring had increased the combat strength of their tribe by force. At the same time, it had also affected the existence of the ancient totem spirit.

"Previously, because a tribe's combat strength had been upgraded due to the Cold Spring, although the Ancestral Spirit's influence was there, it was not extremely powerful. However, after what happened last time, it was indeed not something that could be ignored. " Feng Duanyue gritted his teeth and said.

She knew that she absolutely couldn't lie before Yang Fann.

Yang Fann smiled. He knew that this female Feather was telling the truth this time. "It's unusual for you all to be able to persist until now. "

Whether it was the cold spring or the Yin spring, the Nine Springs had the greatest impact on the soul.

Putting the Nine Springs together with the soul. That was the way to make the soul die.

The nine springs were originally targeted at the power of the netherworld. Unless the laws that the soul cultivated when it was alive conformed to the nine springs' attributes, then there might be a chance of escaping.

It was similar to the dark souls that Yang Fann had encountered in Blood Feather City. This kind of situation was extremely rare in most situations.

Feng Duan Yue's face darkened. Then, he seemed to have a glimmer of hope, "I beg Commander Yang to help my tribe's ancestral spirit!"

She saw how relaxed Yang Fann was, so she knew that Yang Fann could easily control this matter.

Yang Fann still smiled, "Who was the one in charge of this matter? He's no longer an ordinary person. "

The cold spring restrained the soul, and there was nothing that could be said after that.

Feng Duan Yue said that Cold Spring could still bear the suppression of the soul. Of course, he was very interested in the so-called expert of Cold Sect.

Feng Duanyue was stunned again. She clearly didn't expect Yang Fann to have such precise control over this matter. "It's Jing Potian. He is a super weapon craftsman of the Feather Clan. He is the only heavenly material that can be used to forge weapons. "

Yang Fann's expression was calm, "I thought you would hide this person's identity. You have already said it. I finally believe your sincerity. "

In such a domain, the powerful living are more important than the dead. After all, only the living have the power of inheritance, and the dead are much less powerful.

During the battle with the Cold Spring Army, the combat strength displayed by the army was quite shocking. The true profound was still the use of Cold Spring, and Yang Fann, who was behind it, felt that it was shocking.

This was the most important foundation of the entire Cold Spring. Everything Feng Duanyue said now was not a problem.

Feng Duanyue still gritted his teeth, and his eyes revealed joy, "Then Commander Yang, should we go forward immediately?"

"Let's go and take a look at Han Division first. Even if we don't look, I won't be able to explain it. " Yang Fann still had a calm expression on his face.0

Feng Duanyue completely revealed a wild joy. She hurriedly urged her female army, and then everyone still headed towards the Cold Tribe at high speed.

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The Cold Division, the Cold Region.

The Winged Race hadn't risen for a long time, but if one had to say which tribe had risen for a long time in the Wildness, In fact, it was also a topic of no value.

The balance of power was balanced in the clan. There were always wars between the clans. As long as the balance of power was broken, the entire Wildness could be affected.

There weren't many clans that had existed for a long time in this domain.

Currently, the entire Cold Tribe was still filled with coldness. There was no cold spring or ice, but there were also winged men who kept coming and going in the air.

In a cold plaza, a large number of winged soldiers were already standing.

There were Winged Race and Winged Race with wings of light. The atmosphere in this region was clearly a bit critical.

In the sky, there seemed to be another chaotic presence circling around.

Outside the entire territory, many of the Winged Race seemed to be praying with their staffs in their hands.

In fact, it was a formation to bind souls. The Feather Race people holding staffs looked tired. Every time they prayed in the air for a while, another group of Feather Race people would change shifts to replace them.

That was a matter that consumed a lot of energy and consciousness.

Moreover, there were too many Winged Race clansmen holding the staffs and praying. They wanted to leave the souls of their ancestors in the territory of the Frost Race.

It would consume too much energy for the entire Icy Division.

At the top of the square, all the powerful warriors of the Feather Race and the Frost Race were in position. At the top, there was only the patriarch. On the left side of the patriarch was Jing Potian, the high priest of the Feather Race.

He looked very young.

He was a super powerful warrior who had been through thousands of years of refining materials. He was unprecedented. The Feather Race had never seen such a person before.

"Patriarch, this is not a solution for our race. If this continues, our race will not need to fight. In the end, we will collapse internally!" Seeing the replaced Winged Race clansmen in the air so tired, one of the leaders of the Winged Race could not hold it in anymore and spoke.

The patriarch of the Han Race only looked worse. "There is no news from Xiaoyue yet. "

His subordinates looked at each other.

Feng Duanyue was the most important clan leader of this clan, the daughter of the clan leader.

For such an important figure to go to the Moli Clan to do business, it was naturally the sincerity in the sincerity.

However, no one really held any hope for this matter. The relationship between the Moli Clan and the Han Clan had already fallen apart. Normally, the other party would only take advantage of your illness to take your life, so why would they talk to you about anything?

"Patriarch, I think there's no need to wait any longer. " The Left Head, Jing Potian, spoke again.

"Potian, what do you mean?" The patriarch was a bit surprised.

Before the meaning behind these words could be too much, there were certain meanings that people would not be able to face directly.

For example, Feng Duanyue was forced to stay by the Mori Tribe. That was also highly likely to be the case.

Jing Potian snorted again, his anger clearly visible, "The best solution now. . . It's already a great loss if we don't fight, and a great loss if we fight, why can't we just fight to the death!"

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