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read2();　　 There is no doubt about the power of the saint. The ruler of the Liuli City is the Ice and Snow Maiden. It is also needless to say, but for the whole year, the Icefield Maiden has not performed miracles, and this is revealed to others. , Let everything begin to evolve towards the direction of unknown and fear.

　　 "Under the avenue, the most invisible thing is people's hearts, especially in the extreme northern snowfields where there is no temperature and only cold places."

　　 Just as Xue Bancheng was taking Xue Yan and the others through the underpass under Liuli City, under the underpass, and deeper underground, a very young and steady voice faintly sounded, and then continued to surround it.

　　 In the depths of the earth, there is a huge hall. Under the shining of a large number of torches, the whole hall is brightly illuminated and clearly visible.

　　 Under the orange light, everything in the temple is even more breathtaking, and there is a faint sense of unreality above the temple.

　　 There is dazzling gold in all directions!

The Panlong gold pillars supporting the main hall open up a huge space up and down. At the front of the main hall is a golden high platform and ninety-nine gilt steps, as well as a high platform, which occupies the entire main hall. The huge pure golden dragon chair with all the light.

　　 This is a palace of the dynasty!

If it is said that the imperial hall of the Zhao family in Daxia at this time, which is mainly in black, is solemn and majestic, then this hall in the deepest part of the Liuli City is a representative of magnificent, graceful and luxurious. Everything in the temple is made of extremely precious gold.

　　More importantly, this place is the northernmost snowfield of the vast land of China, and it is under the eyes of the saints. Therefore, the difficulty and the degree of danger of the construction of the main hall are unimaginable.

　　 I don’t know how much time was spent in this hall and how many people died, but in the end, he was completed in infinite darkness and cold.

　　 "I don't understand, is it really necessary to spend such a large price to build such a palace in such an underground?"

Inside the hall, another young magnetic voice sounded, and then a black robe, Guan Zhengqing surrounded by a faint blood dragon on the whole body, raised his head and continued to look at the top of the hall, a gilt plaque with the four characters Tianxiaguiyi written on his face, his face No change, softly opened his mouth and responded:

"For those of the former royal family who were forced to leave their homeland and wander in the world, this hall is the last sustenance. It represents the glory that has passed away, and the last respect of the entire huge court, so even at the cost No matter how big it is, its existence is necessary."

This underground hall, which is exactly the same as the Jinluan Temple of the Ying’s previous dynasty, is recreated. Under the high golden stairs, two young and tall figures stand, one black and one white. In the huge hall, these two people seem very small, but In the feelings of the others, the facts were the opposite. The taboo aura and coercion carried on the two of them suppressed the entire void.

　　 There was no one on the golden throne, which represents the position of supremacy, on the high platform. The sight of Yun Yu Tuoba below turned from the plaque above to the throne, and then a faint voice continued:

　　 "The hall is built, but there is no one on the throne. Isn't this more ironic?"

　　 Yun Yu Tuoba fell with a slight mocking voice, but Guan Zhengqing was not at all annoyed, his expression remained the same, and he just spoke softly:

　　 "Someone will sit on it, otherwise these people's persistence for so many years is meaningless?"

After 　　 finished speaking, Guan Zhengqing directly raised his foot, stepped on the high stairs made of gold step by step, and gradually steadily walked towards the golden throne.

　　 "Did you betray the You Wing Army, and you rebelled against Daxia for sitting on this throne?"

　　 Yunyu Tuoba standing below, his eyes showed a little unbelievable color, as if he had met Guan Zhengqing for the first time, and then the latter shook his head solemnly, and the voice continued:

　　 "Naturally it's not me. Although my last name is Guan, I don't have the last name to win."

　　 Guan Zhengqing's voice slowly fell, and she happened to stand on the high platform of the Jinluan Hall, looking down at the entire brightly lit hall below.

Then this arrogant Xia Zhongyuan, the young leader of the human race who went directly to the snowy field through the Ying clan in the 100,000 mountains, opened his right hand and held it forward, and suddenly a dazzling scarlet gun appeared in the void. Among them, followed by waves of dragons roaring outward.

Under the roar of the weeping blood Yinglong, the entire Golden Luang Temple seemed to feel something, and began to tremble violently. Then from outside the main hall, one by one, black robe-shrouded figures stepped into the temple, just like the white capital of the city. In the imperial palace, the hundreds of civil and military officials who went to the early dynasty every day lined up in the hall.

Yun Xuan Tuoba turned around and watched the figures slowly stepping in. There was a little unexpected color in his eyes again, because all the people in the line of the temple had extraordinary cultivation skills. For the lowest, there is also the Dao Void Realm, and most of them are the grandmaster realm with solid momentum, and at the front of the team, there are actually two masters of the palm origin and death realm!

　　 Below the Glazed Glass City in the Northern Snow Plains, there are two great masters of the palm edge birth and death realm who are extremely rare in the entire world!

Whether it is in the solar empire where Yunyu Tuoba once belonged, or in Daxia, this force in the hall is a top-notch existence. If you count the two taboos of Guan Zhengqing and Yunyu Tuoba at this time As a result, its high-level combat power is even comparable to the Great Summer Palace.

Xuebancheng’s inference is not wrong, and Xueyan’s worries are not wrong. The big hand below Liuli City is about to reach out completely and start to stir the wind and clouds of the northern snowfields, but the female sage can’t come out. The violent bear tribe that surrounds the enemy will bear the brunt and be completely crushed.

Guan Zhengqing on the high platform of the Golden Luang Temple did not speak, but slowly raised the blood-sweeping spear that echoed through the depths of the soul. The pressure in the hall reached its peak, a blood-colored giant. Long Ji wanted to break through the void and jumped out into substance.

　　 At the next breath, all the black-robed people in the hall knelt together, and at the same time a uniform voice came out:

　　 "Win the court and the criminals, welcome the new national teacher, the national teacher Chitose Chitose Chitose!"

　　 Amidst the sound of adoration from the mountain whistling and tsunami, Guan Zhengqing's eyes were full of infinite complexity, with regret, pain, and annoyance and relief. In the end, these infinite emotions turned into indifference.

　　 Then his not handsome but angular face returned to indifferent, looking down at Yunyu Tuoba, who was dressed in white and squinted his eyes, slowly opened his mouth, and the sound of the former's voice was as steady as ever:

　　 "Get to know me officially, I, the ninety-ninth generation great teacher of the Ying Dynasty, Jiang Zhengqing, the previous great teacher Jiang Wenbo, is my father!"