There are four gods quietly coming to Ice King.

There are true gods and false gods.

At this moment, the four gods came outside the Ice Palace and were ready to meet the Ice Queen. They are gods, and the means to hide their breath are also very clear. However, on the ice emperor, trying to hide the ice emperor's perception, it is a crazy dream.

Since the Ice Emperor went out of the customs, who would dare not meet?

They were quite embarrassed and thought in their hearts whether the ice emperor's exit at this time was related to their arrival.

After arriving at the Ice Palace, they confirmed this, because the Ice Emperor did not mean to invite them in. Did not let them leave.

This is not a good sign, it is clear that they are beating them.

The four gods looked at each other, all showing bitter smiles. It is obviously inappropriate to leave now, and they can only continue to wait.

...

In the ice palace.

Xia Huangchao in a white robe sat under a scarlet **** tree.

The tree is covered with red leaves.

The leaves are stacked like a red mountain. The leaves fall, floating in the air, towards the red butterfly.

Qingyulou came in from the outside, saluting respectfully, saying, "Master, the four gods are waiting outside. Would you like to invite them in?"

"Let them wait." Xia Huang said.

"Yes."

Qingyu Tower saw a figure sitting opposite to Xia Huangchao, but he didn't dare to look closely and couldn't see his appearance.

This person can sit opposite the Master here, but the four gods in the **** world can only wait outside, which has explained the weight of this person.

After Qingyulou retreated.

The blond man sitting opposite Xia Huangchao raised the clay cup and sipped, saying, "Your disciple is good."

The blond man's head has a pair of dragon horns.

"If you say this admiration, if he spreads it out, he will be enough to be famous in the heavens and hell." Xia Huangchao smiled and said, "Actually, I haven't taught him anything, but only sharpened him for 30,000 years in a dream. "

The 30,000 years in the dream do not represent the 30,000 years in reality.

Sometimes I have a nightmare and have spent my life.

The blond man shook his head and said, "The times have changed. One hundred thousand years have passed. Today, heaven and **** still remember my monks, I am afraid there are very few."

Xia Huangchao stared at the blond man for a long while, sighing long and remembering: "It's a pity that I can't go back to the original time. I really miss the youthful days. We traveled together to find secrets, steal holy medicine, and catch Jin Ye, at that time, the cultivation was obviously low, but there was no place in the world where we didn't dare to go, there were no things we didn't dare to do, how many times we escaped. But now, when we become a god, we have lost the freedom we once had. "

The blond man was silent for a while, and said, "And ... Ajiu."

Xia Huangchao avoided the name as much as possible. He heard the blond man mention it and said, "Yeah, there is A Jiu, and I will never see A Jiu again. She is an undead bird, but she will not die after all. I saw her with her own eyes. Kill, even the spirits are made to disappear. "

The blond man's eyes froze a lot, and said, "You have never told me this. You can actually watch her killed?"

"She knew that I would definitely make a shot, so before I rushed out of the temple, I was trapped by the formation method. At that time, I could only attack the formation method desperately, and wanted to fight, but in the end I could only watch and couldn't do anything. ! "

"Everyone in the world thinks that Xia Huangchao is peerless and the pride of the undead blood race. In fact, he is just a poor worm. I can't forget that she walked out of the temple and finally looked at me. Those eyes ... these eyes are full of emotions . "

Xia Huangchao closed her eyes. At the end, her voice was trembling but trembling.

Who would have thought of the famous ice emperor, the world's most powerful and decisive character, at this moment there was a tear of God.

Looking back on the past, every time I think about it, my heart is broken.

The blond man said, "I have no right to blame you. Without you, I was seriously injured at that time, I was afraid that I would not be able to escape to the Kunlun Realm. In fact, when A-Jiu went to you, he was known to be fierce, so you are the only ones. Of the children were sent to the God of God Island, who was raised by the island owner. "

"At that time, you had too deep a relationship with Kunlun Realm. You were not trusted by the Temple of Destiny, and you did not want to take any action. Therefore, you declared that you would stay in the Temple of Immortality. You will come to you without hesitation in your letter of help. "

"I haven't written to her." Xia Huang said.

The blond man nodded and said, "She also guessed that the letter was probably not written by you, so she knew how bad it was. But since it is your letter of help, she has to go anyway."

"Where is that child? Are you still alive?" Xia Huangchao had joy and fear in her eyes.

One hundred thousand years, and I feel a sense of panic again.

God also has seven emotions and six desires. For a powerful and incomparable deity, this is a state of mind and there has been a huge // fluctuation.

Without any enemies, Xia Huangchao could be scared, what was scared was his own heart.

The blond man said, "Fate is here, and you can see it naturally."

Xia Huangchao stood up and stood among the falling red leaves. The white clothing wins the snow. The solitude and kindness of his body are scattered a little, and the momentum of being a peerless power gradually returns, saying: "You came to Ice King for the origin of the best. Shenjing, or Tianshu needle? "

"Finding the source temple is the hope of Kunlun's re-emergence. If it is possible to capture an artifact, it is naturally a good thing." The blond man said.

Xia Huang dynasty said: "No, it is your purpose to seize the pin of heaven. Because you want to use it to find the specific detention position of the island owner. Your ultimate goal is to rescue the island owner."

"Can't hide you. So, what is your choice?" The blond man said.

Xia Huang said: "I am a member of the **** community, a member of the undead blood tribe, and the ancestor of the hundreds of millions of people in the Xia Dynasty."

"So, you want to stop me? You should understand that you are not my opponent." The blond man said.

Xia Huang said: "One hundred thousand years ago, the Kunlun world opened the sundial, and your cultivation has indeed come before me. However, during this one hundred thousand years, you have been sleeping and healing, but I have continued to improve. It ’s unclear who loses and who wins. Besides, has your injury really recovered? ”

"Then fight!" Said the blond man.

Xia Huang said: "When you rescue the island owner, we will fight again."

There was an incredible look in the eyes of the blond man. He knew better than anyone how stubborn a Xia Huang dynasty had ever fought him countless times for the interests and ideas of the undead and the **** community.

Their affection was fought out from battle to battle.

But now, he is willing to let go of his mind and do things that harm the interests of the **** world.

This shows that the Xia Huang dynasty values ​​affection more than interests and ideas.

"I won't stop or help you." Xia Huang chased his hands, turned around, and stopped looking at the blond man.

"gone!"

The blond man got up and left.

Suddenly, Xia Huangchao's voice sounded: "Hopefully."

The blond man stopped.

Two peerless and handsome men, facing away, stood under the breezy trees.

A short while later, Xia Huang said: "I promise you that all the gods that shot that year will have to die. For 100,000 years, I will definitely take their blood to worship Ajiu."

"I forgive you!"

The dragon's hopeless figure disappeared.

...

All the big saints who have fought have stopped.

The sword of Xueling Xian just shocked them.

Panghu, the leader of the Dayan Deity, laughed out loud: "Master of the Infernal Pavilion, finally here!"

The reason why the top ten dark forces dared to take the Tianshu needle was because Wujiange invited two peerless strong men to take the shot. Monks such as Panghu, Jiumu Ghost Emperor, and Carnivore Ape have already seen the power of Blood Lingxian and Begonia, so they are full of confidence.

The horrifying high priest looked at him with a stunned look, and said, "How could Wujiange be silent and cultivate two such powerful monks? Moreover, it is possible to escape the fate of the fate.

Gongnan Fengdao: "From the Kunlun Realm."

"What?" Said the high priest.

Gong Nanfeng said as several family treasures said: "The sword is called" Swordless Book of Words. "The person standing on the sword is called Blood Spirit Fairy, a world-famous figure second to the thousand-bone female emperor in Kunlun 100,000 years ago. Can be called a representative of the Yuanhui. "

"You know very little about the Kunlun Realm, but I know that he is the first godson of the blood gods in Kunlun and the first disciple of the Blood God. His body can be described as wonderful, although it has not yet been accomplished. God, but has lived for more than 200,000 years. "

"How is that possible? The flesh and gods in the divine realm can live for 200,000 years?" The high priest of death was also calculating the blood spirit immortal just now, but he only calculated a scale and a half claw, which is far less detailed than that of Gong Nanfeng.

Gongnan Fengdao: "Blood Spirit Fairy practiced to the Great Holy Realm three times and was beaten and rebuilt three times. He practiced twice in the Divine Realm, was killed twice, and revived twice to continue practicing, and eventually died. Blood cannibalize the butterfly, from the first-class genius, promoted to the Yuan representative. "

"It is also funny to say that the person who beat him twice and killed him was actually his master blood god. In the end, the blood spirit fairy was going to be driven crazy, and wanted to defect, but he was blood **** again. Caught back and killed once. "

God of Fulu's eyes narrowed and said: "Undead blood silkworm, it seems that the blood god's experiment was successful!" (Chapter 2029, mentioned the undead blood silkworm.)

"Successful, not necessarily. It depends on whether the test of Xueling Xian is strong enough. The undead blood silkworm is used to cultivate the Yuanhui-level genius. I see that the Xueling Xian is far from the blood **** of the same period and Great God, still a little worse. "Gongnan Fengdao.

At the scene, only Gong Nanfeng, who was weak like an ordinary person, could calmly say this.

The four major sacrifices have long turned pale, and obviously they are under intense pressure.

The series of characters like the God of Blood and God of Desolation is not a method of cultivation or a treasure cultivation. Only in all aspects can the conditions be reached before one can be born.

Shortage: "It's already terrible, just a sword, it suppresses the mask of ghosts and gods. Also, my Shadow Dan sword is trembling at the moment. He will be my opponent in my life."

Prajna asked, "Who is the sacred begonia?"

"I don't understand. Some are like the instrumental spirits of" Swordless Book of Words ", but others are not. However, a Begonia plant is older than the Blood Spirit Fairy. How did you spend 129,000? Will the Yuan once in a hundred years be in trouble? "Gong Nanfeng asked.

No one answered him.

After all, in the Temple of Destiny, he knows more and can infer more than gods.

He doesn't know, who knows?

The blood spirit fairy's long hair fluttered in the wind, and her voice was soaring all over the world, saying: "Ten thousand years ago, the Kunlun Realm had suffered a terrible defeat. Countless souls have fallen and turned into corpses and loess. There are also countless monks who have become slaves and Prisoner. Today, I am here to avenge. "

The savage high priest recovered from the shock. After all, he has been in a high position for a long time, and many gods have seen it. He said: "It turned out to be the remnant of Kunlun 100,000 years ago, and I still do n’t know the lesson. Since I ’m not dead, why not hide and live forever? The temple of destiny is the highest in the world and supreme. Is it you who can shake?"

"Instead, say this to the fierce god, I believe. You said, I don't believe it." Xueling Xian said.

The fierce high priest's fury turned into a substantial flame, causing thousands of miles of land to burn up. In the mighty fireland, a red crystal ancient seal condensed and bombarded the blood spirit fairy.

Being able to become the high priest who savages the shrine, naturally cultivates to become a high priest, is the existence of the heavenly heavens and the great sacred beings.

As soon as a shot is taken, there is no superior high-level Holy Art.

The fierce **** falls to the dust!

The entire heaven and earth are filled with the rules of the Holy Gulch that flow from the savage high priest. As the ancient seals fly over, the space is constantly torn and thousands of cracks appear.

The blood spirit fairy punched in a punch, and the silver brilliance seemed to illuminate the universe.

The deafening sound of deafness caused countless monks to lose hearing. Fortunately, the spiritual masters standing on the back of the basal corpse are protected by the formation method, otherwise, even if they are thousands of miles apart, they will definitely be severely damaged.

The red crystal ancient seal collapsed, and it was difficult to stop the blood Lingxian's fist.

"A fist can break my inferior advanced holy art?" The horrifying high priest clenched his teeth.

The blood spirit fairy opened her mouth and spit, and a silver lightning gushed out of her mouth, turning it into countless rivers of thunder and lightning, impacting on the fierce high priest.

"Very fierce blade."

The eyebrows of the high priest were frightened, and the instruments of the town palace of the frightening shrine flew out, exuding blood-red gods.

This is a murderer who has absorbed countless holy blood and divine blood. It is an extremely fierce weapon. Its power is not weaker than the axe of judgment and the halberd of heaven.

Even with the fierce blade, the fierce high priest still couldn't stop the silver thunderbolt from the Blood Spirit, and his body continued to retreat backwards. The black high priest's robe burned and began to die.

"The high priest."

"Let's help the High Priest."

From the ground, two Supreme Saints wearing sacred armors flew from the ground. One body burned like a sun, and one body stood in a dead black hole.

The two of them, the princes of the palace guarding the fierce shrines, are old antiques over ten thousand years old.

The two emperors of the palace appeared on the left and right sides behind the savage high priest, each punched a hand, and trillions of sacred rules of the gush pour out of the body, urging the fierce blade together.

"Booming."

It only supported the time of three breaths ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The fierce blade flew out, fell to the ground, and smashed the ground into a thousand miles.

After the two emperors of the palace guard supported the two breaths, the Supreme Body burned into ashes and disappeared.

The savage high priest had a precious body to protect his life, but his body, like coke, fell into the crimson lava lake, motionless, and his breath weakened to the extreme.

"Boom."

The Blood Spirit Fairy dropped and killed him.

The Emperor Wu Yue wanted to rescue him, and the blood spirit fairy used a stone sword more than 20,000 meters long. One sword flew back.

A high priest, two Supreme Masters, died instantly.

Heaven and earth lost their voice, and everyone was shocked.

The ten monks of the dark forces were all bloody, and the high priest in the temple of fate was killed? Too dreamy, some can't believe it.