As night continued to fall and after the sun set, the North Sea, the Taixuan land, completely became another extreme climate, with the temperature falling, and the cold wind and bitter cold became the main body of this broken north, attacking all living things north from all directions.

The extremely bitter cold wind rolled in from the rich fog of Daoqi in front of him, causing the young man who was shrinking in a corner of the cage to shake continuously without restraint, and his teeth trembled up and down, making a giggle sound.

"Your Excellency of the Soul Clan, it's so cold. I'm going to be frozen to death."

After the despair sound came out in the river realm, his face was extremely pale in the darkness, and with the glimmer of light coming from the Eight Horse Golden Hall above his head, it can be seen that the three-eyed soul tribe beside him was also in a verge of despair and was almost frozen into an ice sculpture.

The void of the North Sea moves towards the place where the central fairy mountain comes from, the richer the fog of Daoqi floating around the cage. It can be said that the gray fog that was originally scattered all over the North Sea was rushing towards the center under the violent suction of the runes of the Northern Realm City, like a group of birds returning to their nests.

"Boy from Sanhe Sect, as a veteran, I would like to advise you here. This is the emperor of the Central Government above who is screening out strong pathfinder dogs. Once you fall into a coma, you will be left behind in the Beihai to feed fish."

Beside the young man's side of the river realm, the voice of the middle-aged three-eyed soul tribe came out. Then he raised his head and stared at the sky above his head covered by the entire gray fog, and the Eight Horse Golden Palace that was looming in the fog. The weak voice continued to be heard:

"Don't fall asleep. Many breaths around us have dissipated, which means they are all dead. It's the second half of the night. The people above will not care about the life or death of the remaining people unless they don't need a pathfinder."

As soon as the Three-Eyed Soul Clan finished speaking, a golden light shot directly from the Eight Horses Golden Hall above, turning into an arc of light, falling directly into the cage below, and then spreading outward and sweeping across the entire cage.

This golden light contained an extremely warm breath, and then it penetrated into the bodies of monks imprisoned as pathfinders. While dispelling the cold, it also released a trace of heaven and earth energy from the runes on the chests of these people, flowing into their limbs and bones.

"I'm back, part of the weather energy in my body has returned!"

The young man from the Sanhe Sect's prickly fish clan had an uncontrollable excitement in the voice of the river realm, because this part of the vitality that was controlled by him again was enough to save his own life.

"This is the people of the Central Empire who have specially unlocked some of the Prisoning Yuan Formation in order not to let us die. Boy, don't be too happy too early. The sunken fairy island in the center of the North Sea has not arrived yet."

After saying that, the middle-aged three-eyed soul clan raised his head and stared at the golden palace above, with deep resentment.

At the same time, following the eyes of the Three-Eyed Soul Clan, and passing the rich and rolling fog of Taoyuan, it was a magnificent and huge golden hall. At the same time, around the golden hall that quickly crossed the void to the north, there were a large number of other flying treasures accompanying it.

Further away, huge flying races waving their wings one after another carried a large number of monks from the central country to watch out for warning.

The night was deeper, and the gray mist condensed like an ancient giant beast rushed forward and scattered on the barrier outside the Golden Hall. Then the gate of the Golden Hall opened, and a group of young men in precious brocade clothes stepped into the hall from outside, and a majestic and thick voice came from above:

"Ma Cang, can you arrange the pathfinder dogs caught below?"

After the words of the eldest prince of the Central Empire fell, Ma Cang, who led people into the street from outside, immediately bent forward and spoke in extreme flattery:

"Back to the eldest prince, these pathfinder dogs were all taken out of the sect's unique Prisoning Formation by me. All their cultivation was enshrined in the Qi Sea, and life and death were controlled by Your Highness."

After Ma Cang's flattering words fell, a sneer of extreme disdain suddenly sounded in the entire Golden Palace. Then the former's face turned blue and white. He pinched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth but did not say a word.

If we talk about the most frustrated and downfall among the entire camp of the Central Shangguo princes at this time, it would be undoubtedly Ma Cang, who was standing at the end of the Golden Palace at this time. This core disciple of the Central Shangguo princes was so energetic and arrogant at the beginning, and he could be called the first counselor under the position of the eldest prince.

But even himself never thought that he had fallen into a woman after he arrived in Beihai.

"Master Duobao!"

Whenever Ma Cang thought of this name, his whole body would be violently distorted by anger. Then the eldest prince above the Golden Palace continued to pass on his words, interrupting Ma Cang's angry thoughts:

"Ma Cang, you have the power to find the immortals in Xun, tell me, what position should we rank among all the forces heading north to the Xianshan in the center of Beihai?"

As soon as this question came out, Ma Cang's face was happy, and he quickly got up from the ground, took out a handful of copper coins from his sleeve, and threw them into the void ahead.

In the next breath, these copper coins were staring in the hall with a large number of eyes, as if they had a self-awareness, and began to move forward and backward. Then Ma Cang pointed at a copper coins that was extremely forward, and his voice came out:

"Please look at your Royal Highness. This is where we are now. It can be said that we are the first to take the lead. More importantly, the other princes are behind us, and the closest one is the fourth prince."

After saying this, the carriage continued to raise his right hand and pointed to a copper coin behind, indicating that it was the fourth prince of his competitor. This situation made the talents of various major forces in the hall nodded with satisfaction.

Then, on the high-rise seats on the main hall, the eldest prince, who also had a very satisfied smile on his face raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something, and his voice rolled down:

"Ma Cang, we have been rushing forward on the North Sea for so long. Let me see how long it will take to arrive at the sunken fairy mountain in the center?"

"As for your order, Your Highness!"

The joy on Ma Cang's face became stronger and stronger. You should know that since the battle for the dragon fishing rod, he has been neglected by the eldest prince for a long time. Now he has been entrusted with an important task again, so he should show off vigorously.

Then Ma Cang waved his sleeves very casually and tried his best to use his magical powers, using copper coins as a formation to calculate the direction, and then a mysterious aura flowed in the hall, causing the eyes gathered in the hall to look curious.

After a few breaths, under the control of Ma Cang, the copper coins that were originally suspended in the void suddenly began to change. However, in the next moment, the copper coins in front of Ma Cang suddenly trembled violently, making crackling sounds, and then crackled cracks appeared on it.

"Bang!"

After a loud bang, all the copper coins were broken together, Ma Cang's face turned pale, he opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of blood, and shouted:
Chapter completed!