It is the ancestor worship ceremony, the broken jade peak is empty up and down the alley, and there are almost no people in the area of the Canghan Palace, which is noisy on weekdays.

The majestic sunshine is facing the tip of the cloud that can be poked on the cold palace, like a broken egg yolk, painted with half of the strong orange-red sunset.

The two towering palace gates half-wrapped by floating clouds were tightly closed, and the two rows of guards stationed in the two rows of guards kept their heads and counted the snow sculptures that soared across the border for a long time, and a guard took out a dice cup and a wine jug, and smiled with a smile: "Brothers, after being a pole for half a day, there is not even a ghost except for the bird, so you can rest your legs and be happy?"

The other guards were napping with their necks hooked, and when they saw this, their eyes lit up, and they clenched their fists and sleeves and shouted: "Hey, don't say it earlier, say it early and rest early!" Then he sat in a circle and guessed his fist with a laugh, only a few cronies deliberately left by Lei Lijun were still patrolling around.

Lei Lijun and his cronies just flashed, and the vast snowfield slowly opened two lines of footprints. A burly man strode along, followed by two people, carefully stepping on the snow marks under his feet.

The burly man is quite figured, if he hadn't arranged the guards earlier, he would have found flaws if he looked closely. The two people behind him, one thin and rickety, the other delicate and lovely, were covered by a tent as thin as cicada wings and as light as flowing water, and outsiders couldn't see any traces.

The girl's face was covered by the eaves, and she asked angrily, "Daddy, aren't we going to the ancestor worship ceremony?" ”

A muddy male voice sneered, "Ancestor worship ceremony? Hmph, what is it, compared to the place we are going, it is not worth mentioning at all!"

When the girl heard this, she couldn't help but be stunned, the ancestor worship ceremony was already a ten-year event in Hangchuan, but she didn't expect that according to her father, this trip had another purpose.

Suddenly, a row of guards patrolling the snowfield came back in a circle, and the burly man floated sideways, and fell to the ground with the agility of a ferret.

Panhong said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, what you and Elder Green Rat are wearing is the Ice Spirit Feather Cloak that is not passed down by the Xuanbing Clan, and they can't see it." I covered my body with internal strength, and I could hide from the world. ”

Pan Guiruo was embarrassed, hurriedly wiped off the snow dust on his chin, two little frozen red hands tightly tied the brim of his hat, and said suspiciously: "Daddy, since it is the ice spirit feather coat that is not passed down by the Xuanbing Clan, why are you here with us?"

Pan Guiruo said, and couldn't help but turn over the back of his hand, feeling the delicate and cool of the ice spirit feather coat.

Panhong smiled proudly: "How can you know everything about your father's affairs, rest assured, your father will teach you one by one." ”

Panhong turned his face back, and said regardless of it: "Green mouse, you have also explored, go ahead and lead the way, and Guiruo and I will follow your footprints." ”

The green rat shrank in the ice spirit feather coat, knowing that Panhong couldn't see him, so he let out a heavy "um" and trotted to lead the way. The three of them scurried and slid into the east bank of the Xuanxue River.

To the east of the Xuanxue River, the snow-capped mountains are continuous, and the most top-notch broken jade peak is illuminated by the weeping sunset, like a divine peak. But in the jagged mountain cols, there are opaque ravines, which at first glance seem to be filled with strange black snow.

Panhong and his party of three people went straight down from this foothill. This place is very far away from the Broken Jade Peak, and when the stalk grows its neck and looks back, it can only see the peak of the Broken Jade Peak with many figures.

Panhong looked ahead and walked hurriedly, suddenly, he stopped abruptly and said with a smile: "It's here!"

Now, at the foot of the mountain, the earth seems to have been cut through by a digger, and it has sunk into a large dark basin. The slopes of the basin, piled up with snow half a man high, are black and white against the deep basin.

Pan Hong showed an impatient gaze, and said to Pan Guiruo beside him: "Guiruo, do you dare to go down with your father?"

The pitch-black basin is like a giant mouth of the earth, waiting to devour everything. Pan Guiruo glanced back at the Broken Jade Peak with nostalgia, lowered his head timidly, and asked hesitantly: "Dad, no, didn't you go to the Broken Jade Peak, why did you come here?"

Panhong had no intention of explaining, but said without doubt: "Rose, you are the only effort for your father, you have to abandon the delicate of a woman and face everything fearlessly, and it will be the same in the future, understand!"

Pan Guiruo originally frowned and pondered, listened and listened, but smiled softly, "Where is Daddy, how can I be your only effort, obviously there is-"

"He's not!" Pan Hong screamed, scaring the unsuspecting Pan Guiruo, and Pan Hong comforted him with grace: "Now, many things can't be told to you, and in the future, my father will naturally explain it to you clearly." All in all, you are the only hope of the Fire Demon Clan, you must become strong!"

Pan Guiruo nodded knowingly, looking at the misty dark basin, feeling that his father's words weighed like a thousand pounds, and it was not a taste to weigh on his heart. Panhong asked on the other side: "Old Mouse, are you ready?"

The green mouse real person peeled off the ice spirit feather coat, drilled out his pointed cheeks, and nodded again and again like garlic. Suddenly, a strong wind surged from behind him, and Pan Guiruo turned his head to see that his father had revealed his true body, dressed in a black robe, two huge sleeves that puffed up without wind, and a thin tongue of fire in the wide cuffs!

"Flame Demon Sleeve!" Pan Guiruo rarely saw it, and screamed quietly, only to see Pan Hong's Flame Demon Sleeve flick off, and the cold black flame shook the ground, and before Pan Guiruo could react, a hot and unbearable air mass behind him had dragged Pan Guiruo into the big basin!

The wind whistled in her ears, and Pan Gui staggered to the ground, it turned out that Pan Hong was beside her, and Kong Wu's powerful big hand held her shoulder. Pan Guiruo looked around at a loss and found that he was at the bottom of a round and vast cave, the walls of which were not made of stone or earth, but covered with a layer of slippery ice.

Looking up, the sky is long, and the people at the bottom of the cave are like frogs at the bottom of the well.

Panhong stood tall and straight, his eyes glowed with a spicy light, forcing him to look into the dark depths. Pan Guiruo followed his father's gaze and saw that there was a blood-red giant door embedded in the blue ice wall.

Climbing the rose, this pass as high and wide as the giant gate, there is an icicle standing on both sides, the body of the pillar has two people hugging thick, the pillar body is blue and clear.

Inside the blue and faint pillar, there was still a hazy red mist, and as the three of Panhong got closer and closer, the red mist suddenly looked like an earthworm that had just molted, brightly coiled and twisted.

The red light quickly cracked into bloody characters, floating symmetrically on the icicles on both sides. Pan Guiruo's gaze swept quickly, and he read in horror: "Ten thousand years of Xuanbing, the dead spirit is sacrificed." "Those who trespass are only recommended by blood!"

Pan Guiruo was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood, the place that his father had mentioned, the Hanging River Forbidden Land-the Altar of the Living!