Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

The mountain peaks are hundreds of miles high, and the road from the foot of the mountain to the top is not very smooth.

On the high mountains, there are all kinds of monsters and dangers.

Moreover, on the top of the mountain, there is a double-winged white tiger in the Dan Formation stage.

The secret exit is located in a stone palace.

The stone palace is only a few miles away from the white tiger's lair. If the white tiger is disturbed, it may be difficult for anyone to get out of the secret realm alive.

There are dense trees on the mountain.

Song Wen relied on the strength of his body to climb through the dense forest.

The Holy Armor Gu was exploring the way ahead. If he found a monster's nest, Song Wen would stay away from it.

Although elixirs grow in most places where monsters and beasts are entrenched, Song Wen has no shortage of spirit stones and is not very interested in these elixirs.

Walking carefully along the way, it took Song Wen almost half an hour to travel dozens of miles.

The mountainside of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, you cannot see its true face.

When Song Wen climbed up the mountainside, he discovered that as he went up, the temperature gradually became lower and the vegetation became sparser.

The part near the top of the mountain is even covered with thick white snow and shrouded in silver.

At a glance, it was a vast expanse of white.

Song Wen originally thought that there were still more than seven days before the secret realm was closed, so no one would come near the exit early.

However, things were beyond his expectation.

When he was still more than ten miles away from the stone palace where the exit was.

Suddenly, violent spiritual energy fluctuations came from the mountain ahead. There are people fighting above!

Immediately afterwards, a huge roar sounded.

Thick white snow, like waves rolled up by strong winds, rolled and roared, rushing down the foot of the mountain.

The snow waves were dozens of feet high.

Splashing snowflakes covered the sky and the sun.

The rolling hurricane stirs up the clouds.

The snow waves were mixed with countless rocks and trees, rushing down the mountain with thunderous momentum.

The roar was deafening.

At this moment, it seemed as if the entire secret realm was trembling.

Song Wen flew up to avoid the roaring avalanche.

He looked a little stunned. He was so close to the top of the mountain. Who dared to fight here.

Aren't you afraid of disturbing the two-winged white tiger on the top of the mountain?

Not only Song Wen was disturbed by the avalanche, but also many monsters.

Some weak monsters with insufficient strength were swept up by the avalanche and twisted into a ball of blood mist, dyeing the white snow red. In an instant, it was buried by more snow.

Some powerful monsters were forced to flee their lairs, far away from the falling avalanches.

"Ouch!"

A deafening roar came from above.

The two-winged white tiger was indeed alarmed by the avalanche.

It came through the clouds and mist.

As if he had been disturbed from a deep sleep, his slightly hazy eyes were full of anger.

White Tiger came to the source of the avalanche, where there were several human monks.

He opened his huge mouth and let out a thunderous roar.

A raging wind spurted out from its mouth.

The wind was blowing hard and the clouds were rolling.

Several human monks were immediately swept by the strong wind and smashed into the hard rock below.

The violent impact caused several people to spit out blood and lose their breath.

However, they didn't wait until they came to their senses.

The tiger's roar just now caused another avalanche.

White waves swept down, roaring.

Shake the world!

Everything in front of it, whether it was hard rock or grass growing in the cold, was rolled up, wrapped in it, and rushed down the river.

Several human monks were also not spared. They were swept up by the snow waves and disappeared.

Bai Hu saw the culprits who disturbed his sleep disappear into the snow waves. He didn't care whether they were dead or not, he flapped his wings, suddenly rose up, and disappeared into the clouds and mist in the sky.

...

In front of a huge cliff on the mountainside.

There is a relatively flat gentle slope.

The gentle slope was originally covered with dense trees.

At this moment, countless big trees have disappeared, and there are only piles of white snow.

In a corner of the snow, a grave suddenly rose.

A human head emerged from the snow.

It is Song Wen.

The moment the white tiger appeared, he did not hesitate to gather his aura and jump into the snow waves.

Then, he summoned Kuiyin Heavy Water, turned into an egg shape, and enveloped his whole body.

Wrapped up by the snow waves, Song Wen rolled like a gourd on the ground, and reached the mountainside more than thirty miles below before finally stopping on this gentle slope.

The continuous violent rolling, as well as being hit by sharp rocks from time to time, made Song Wen's internal organs surging, making him dizzy and uncomfortable.

Although he was in a terrible state, he finally escaped Bai Hu's attention.

As soon as Song Wen got into the snow, a mile to his left, the same figure got into the snow.

This person is wearing a pink gauze dress, with beautiful appearance and slim figure.

However, at this moment, she looked slightly embarrassed.

The corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his black hair was scattered.

The tulle dress was also damaged in many places, exposing bruised skin.

This woman is Mu Yunxin.

After Mu Yunxin climbed out of the snow, she sat down on the snow with a painful expression.

After she took out the elixir and drank it, she noticed Song Wen outside Li Xu.

After a moment of daze, the look of pain on her face disappeared without a trace, replaced by a look of deep weakness, helplessness, and pitifulness.

"The little girl Mu Yunxin has met the senior fellow from the Beast Control Sect."

"Looking back a hundred times in the past life, we just missed each other in this life. This is the third time that the little girl and the senior brother have met. It must be a destined fate in the past life."

"The little girl is seriously injured, and this place is full of dangers. I wonder if my senior brother can condescend to protect the little girl. The little girl needs to exercise her power and regulate her breathing."

"After the little girl recovers from her injuries, she will be greatly thanked."

As she spoke, she gently lifted her legs and spread the gauze on her thighs, revealing her slender white thighs.

"Cough cough cough..."

As if saying too many words in one breath affected the injuries in his body, Mu Yunxin suddenly coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, staining the snow beneath him red.

After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, she raised her head again, her eyes filled with emotion, and she stared at Song Wen hopefully.

Song Wen looked indifferent, raised his hand, and a powerful energy shot out, heading straight for Mu Yun's heart.

Facing the qi energy coming from him, Mu Yunxin had no intention of resisting or evading it. With a miserable expression, he let the qi energy fall on him.

"puff!"

The energy hit Mu Yunxin's chest, knocking her away a foot.

She collapsed to the ground, a large amount of blood spilled from her mouth.

"Brother, you are so cruel."

Mu Yunxin's eyes were filled with tears, and his face was full of resentment. He looked at Song Wen as if he were looking at a heartless man who started in chaos and finally gave up.

"Xianzi Mu, since we are old acquaintances, why do you need to act in front of me? The soul-protecting device on your chest is exposed. That energy just now cannot possibly hurt you."

Mu Yunxin heard this and looked down.

Sure enough, a corner of the spiritual weapon was exposed on a pair of snow-white plump bodies that were ready to come out.

She pulled on her messy bra and covered the spiritual weapon.

The pitiful look on his face disappeared instantly.

His expression turned cold.

"Hmph! The incomprehensible wood is a waste of my tears."