Chapter 213 Snow Emperor Returns
"You will be responsible for handling the remaining abyss creatures."

Di Tian's figure disappeared in the vast snow.

Before leaving, he used his last bit of strength to defeat the evil sickle's large army.

The Abyss Evil Scythe, which had already lost its backbone and space channel, became even more panicked and fled in all directions.

This makes it difficult to strangle them though.

But it undoubtedly reduced the difficulty for Tang Wulin.

Otherwise, hundreds of Titled Douluo-level warriors standing together to form an army would be an extremely terrifying thing just to think about.

"Wulin."

Xue Di spoke up.

She looked at the heavy snow, and with the help of the battle armor made for her by Tang Wulin, she further deepened her connection with the Far North.

You can feel the horror of the Abyss Scythe.

If left alone or the hunting speed is too slow.

This is a heavy blow to the entire Far North, and may even directly destroy the entire biological cycle of the Far North and cause it to collapse.

As the king who rules the Far North, Xue Di is bound to shoulder this responsibility.

But she doesn't know how to deal with it now.

He subconsciously relied on Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin turned his head and saw the worry hidden under Xue Di's beautiful face.

Holding her cold little hand tightly.

He comforted her, "Leave it to me."

As he spoke, a green-gold light flashed under his feet, and the golden dragon spear shone brightly.

Terrifying energy surged within Tang Wulin's body.

You must know that the Scythe Emperor is the king of the fifth level of the Abyss. With his death, the fifth level of the Abyss completely collapsed, and almost all of its energy was poured into the seed of the plane in Tang Wulin's body.

He also gained a lot of benefits.

And those evil sickles of the abyss.
There was a hint of coldness in Tang Wulin's eyes, and he licked his lips.

The corners of his mouth formed a smile.

These guys may be terrifying demons in Xue Di's eyes, but in his eyes they are just a dish of food.

“Snow Queen, you can mark a part of the Far North to form a snow wall, right?” Tang Wulin said.

Xue Di nodded and said, "But, I can't stop so many Title Douluo-level abyss creatures."

"You just need to position yourself, and I'll stop them."

Tang Wulin looked into the distance.

"Can you really do it?" Xue Di revealed his worry without any concealment at this moment.

The former coldness disappeared at this moment.

This gentle and lovely attitude, like that of a wife, made Tang Wulin slightly stunned and felt warm in his heart.

I didn't expect that this incident would actually bring them closer together.

"of course."

Tang Wulin said confidently.

He took a step forward and stared down at Xue Di.

The heat in his eyes was barely concealed.

Xue Di also realized her own gaffe at this moment. Her pretty face turned red, and she leaned on Tang Wulin's chest and tried to retreat.

Tang Wulin would not let go of such a good opportunity.

He domineeringly held Xue Di in his arms.

His heart was pounding as he felt the refreshing coolness in his chest.

Xue Di initially punched Tang Wulin's chest twice symbolically, but then gave up completely.

Let Tang Wulin hold her.

"You philandering bastard." Xue Di didn't dare to look into his eyes. She just buried her head in her chest, pouting and whispering.

Wu Lin smiled softly, lowered his head and whispered softly in Xue Di's ear: "Everything will be resolved when I come back. Then, we can have a good chat."

After saying that, he slowly loosened his arms and gently stroked Xue Di's cheek with his fingers.

Xue Di's face was still flushed, and her eyes were complicated, showing both shyness and worry, but she still nodded slightly to show her trust.

"I know, you must be careful."

Xue Di's voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Tang Wulin's face was filled with a happy smile. He nodded, and when he turned around, his body was completely enveloped by green-gold light, as if he was wearing a layer of armor of a god of war.

Molten wings spread out behind him.

The terrifying heat melted the ice that had been solid for thousands of years.

Tang Wulin held the golden dragon spear in his hand, standing in the sky like a god of war, with his spiritual power unleashed.

"Let's begin, Snow Queen." Tang Wulin's voice revealed an irresistible force, and his figure was ready to go.

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Alan has lived on the edge of the Far North for fifty years. His grandchildren have long since left, and he is the only one left here.

Ice fishing year after year, although it remains the same, it is also relaxing.

He quite enjoyed this kind of life.

He was sitting next to his shabby ice fishing hut, the fishing rod in his hand swaying gently, his eyes fixed on the familiar yet mysterious far north land in the distance.

At first, he only noticed that small snowflakes began to float in the sky, and then the temperature dropped suddenly, and the cold wind was as sharp as a knife.

He frowned, muttering to himself about this sudden change.

At this moment, his eyes caught a glimpse of a black dot in the distance, which was rushing towards him with its fangs and claws bared at a heart-pounding speed.

The black spot grew bigger and closer, and the fisherman's heartbeat quickened as he seemed to feel a destructive force approaching.

"Rumble--"

Just when the black spot was about to approach, a deafening roar suddenly sounded.

The fisherman looked up suddenly and saw a wall of ice rising suddenly from the horizon like a natural moat, towering into the clouds and dividing the entire Far North into two.

The ice wall was crystal clear, yet it emitted a heart-pounding chill, as if it was nature's coldest anger. In an instant, it imprisoned all the raging evil sickles of the abyss in this cage of ice and snow.

Alan's eyes widened, almost unable to believe what was happening before his eyes.

Behind the sudden ice wall, he saw a bright and beautiful figure dancing.

The auroras are like colorful ribbons in the sky, gorgeous and changeable. They dance in the air as if the elves of nature are singing.

And the heavy snow, like feathers in the sky, fell gently, covering the land with a layer of white gauze.

Against this backdrop, Xue Di’s solo dance seemed even more dreamy, as if she had become one with the world.

"The legend is true that there is a Snow Girl!"

The corners of old man Allen's mouth trembled and his breathing became heavy.

He fell to his knees with a thud.

Pure white beams of light emerged from Allen's body and converged on the Snow Emperor who was dancing alone in the snow.

It's not just him, and it's not just humans.

This scene is happening throughout the Far North!

The beautiful legend of the Ice and Snow Girl has been circulating in the Far North and surrounding areas.

The relationship between soul beasts and humans is actually not as tense as that between soul masters and soul beasts.

Ordinary people on Douluo Continent still occupy a dominant position, and strong soul masters are a minority after all. And some powerful soul beasts, in the earliest days of human civilization, when there were no soul masters, were the patron saints of mankind.

Some soul beasts with gentle personalities even have legendary ballads circulating around.

However, with the development of the times and the ruling class's requirements for spirit rings, the reputation of some spirit beasts that originally had a good reputation began to deteriorate.

For example, the Siren.

This beautiful creature, which once guided humans on sea routes, has, after many twists and turns, become a monster that seduces human sailors.

Alan knelt on the ground, his eyes still closely following the figure dancing alone in the aurora and heavy snow, his heart surging with unprecedented shock and awe.

At this moment, his sight was suddenly attracted by a golden light in the distance. The golden light shot up into the sky, like a comet's tail flame, cutting through the sky and pointing directly at the abyss evil sickles fleeing everywhere.

A huge golden dragon head appeared in the air, and Tang Wulin's figure slowly emerged. He held a golden dragon spear in his hand, like a god of war, exuding an unparalleled aura.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, locked onto those evil sickles of the abyss, as if he wanted to devour them all.

"Roar--"

With a deafening dragon roar, Tang Wulin swung the golden dragon spear in his hand suddenly. The spear light was like lightning, instantly piercing through the monster's body.

The Abyss Evil Scythe let out a shrill scream, and its huge body was shattered into pieces by the spear light and turned into nothing.

There was no delay at all.

Tang Wulin once again transformed into a stream of golden light, shuttling under the aurora like an elusive flash of lightning.

In the beginning, Tang Wulin could still barely stay focused.

But as time went on, his concentration slowly waned.

"Roar--"

The dragon roared suddenly.

Tang Wulin swung the golden dragon spear in his hand suddenly, and the spear light was like lightning, instantly piercing through the body of an Abyss Scythe. However, just as he was about to turn around to deal with the next one, the other two Abyss Scythes suddenly pounced from both sides, cutting through space with such sharpness that Tang Wulin was caught off guard.

"Tear!"

A sharp tearing sound was heard, and two of Tang Wulin's fingers were cut off!

The blood instantly dyed his palm red, and the severe pain made him frown.

"Zizzizi!"

Tang Wulin felt the sharp pain of his fingers being cut off, and blood spurted out. The two Abyss Evil Scythes seemed to feel the joy of victory, and they let out shrill laughter and pounced on him quickly, wanting to devour him in one fell swoop.

However, just as they were approaching Tang Wulin with their fangs bared, a blue-purple light suddenly lit up, like a bolt of thunder from the sky.

The cold light in Tang Wulin's eyes suddenly burst out, and the golden dragon spear in his hand burst into dazzling light.

He swung his gun violently, and a golden dragon shadow flew out from the tip of the gun, instantly splitting the two Abyss Evil Scythes in half.

In this land of ice and snow, the wild laughter of the two monsters came to an abrupt halt. Their huge bodies paused in mid-air for a moment, then turned into ashes and dissipated in the wind and snow.

Tang Wulin looked down at his fingers. The two severed fingers began to wriggle at a speed visible to the naked eye. The bleeding gradually stopped, and the bones and flesh regenerated, returning to their original state.

The wounds on his body healed quickly at this moment, as if he had never been injured.

He clenched his fists gently, feeling the strength he had regained, and the cold light in his eyes became even stronger. The snowflakes around him fluttered gently under his feet, and his figure seemed particularly lonely in the heavy snow, but also extremely resolute.

Tang Wulin dragged the golden dragon spear and slowly took a step forward.

The cold wind and snow rolled up behind him, as if covering him with a layer of frosty battle robe.

With every step Tang Wulin took, deep footprints were left under his feet.

"Wulin."

Xue Di looked at the man.

She called softly, her voice drifting in the wind, as if she was afraid of disturbing the resolute figure.

A wonderful feeling of pride came over me.

This is her man.

Her little husband
Hold on Wulin, it will be over soon, very soon.

There was a hint of determination from the Snow Queen. Under the aurora, she frantically mobilized the energy of the Far North.

Suppressing all the evil sickles of the abyss.

Her strength is constantly increasing.

Xue Di could feel the power of faith coming from all directions.

The killing continues...

Even though energy can be replenished through hunting, the sea of ​​​​spirituality is still close to exhaustion.

Tang Wulin's figure gradually became thin in the wind and snow, and every attack he made seemed to be burning his life.

Looking at the dirty monster in front of him, he couldn't help but mutter to himself: "This is the last one."

"Zizzizi!"

Suddenly, an evil sickle from the abyss attacked from the side at an extremely fast speed. Tang Wulin was caught off guard and felt a sharp pain in his chest in an instant.

Looking down, he saw a huge gash on his chest, blood gushing out, and he could even see snowflakes falling on the other side through the wound.

The pain came like a tidal wave, almost making it impossible for him to breathe.

The Abyss Scythe let out a strange laugh, and its black eyes were full of sarcasm and mockery.

It tilted its head, as if showing its victory to Tang Wulin.

The other evil sickles seemed to be encouraged as well, and they gathered around, ready to deal a fatal blow to Tang Wulin.

Just when Tang Wulin was about to collapse.

A fierce light flashed from his eyes.

The Golden Dragon King's head above his head roared, and the five fleshy buds on his neck swelled up together.

A dragon-shaped monster with six heads of different colors appeared in front of the Abyss Evil Scythe.

This six-headed dragon-shaped monster that suddenly appeared exuded a suffocating aura of horror. Each head represented different powers and attributes. They opened their mouths at the same time and let out a deafening roar, as if they wanted to swallow the entire world.

Those Abyss Evil Scythes that surrounded them actually stopped in front of this terrifying force, with fear and despair in their eyes.

I saw six dragon-shaped monsters suddenly pounce, and their six heads were like six lightning bolts, instantly biting the heads of the surrounding Abyss Evil Scythes one by one.

"Crack!"

"Tear!"

Then he pulled hard and tore their heads off their bodies.

The sound of bones being ground and flesh being torn apart was eerie.

Blood splattered everywhere and the scene was horrifying.

Those Abyss Evil Scythes that lost their heads instantly lost control of their bodies, collapsed powerlessly to the ground, and eventually turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated in the wind and snow.

Only one Abyss Scythe, with its agility, turned around and fled the moment the six-headed dragon-shaped monster appeared, barely escaping the disaster. It fled into the distance in terror, never daring to look back.

But at this moment, a solitary figure appeared.

The jade hand slammed out.

The last Abyss Evil Scythe also turned into a ball of powder and dissipated in the air.

"Wulin."

"Haha, it's finally over."

Tang Wulin finally couldn't hold on any longer. His legs went weak and he was about to fall to the ground.

But then, the imagined Snow White did not appear.

Although it is still cold, the touch is completely different.

Soft and with a light fragrance.

"Yeah, it's over. Let's take a break."

Xue Di's eyes were filled with heartache and emotion.

She held Tang Wulin tightly in her arms, not worrying at all whether Tang Wulin would be suffocated to death.

(End of this chapter)