The Hanging River Snow Field is endless, white and vast, and in front of the Canghan Palace, where the holy relics are magnificent, it has always been inaccessible, and the guards in long lines patrol back and forth, and a particularly eye-catching figure breaks into the field of vision.

Anyone who came to the Canghan Palace to meet the Holy Monarch was brightly dressed and honestly afraid, but this man who strode was very different, covered in blood, and he did not shy away from carrying a long knife, walking without squinting, and with a lofty face.

The guards were taken aback, and thought that they were outlaws, and greeted them in horror, and just when they saw the face of the comer, they were instantly stunned: "Thunder, thunder!"

Lei Lijun's thick eyebrows burst out, and he shouted, "Get out of Lao Tzu!" said and walked straight to the gate of the Canghan Palace.

The twilight of the twilight rose from behind the Cold Palace, like holy light, enveloping the Cold Palace more and more solemnly. The embarrassed Lei Lijun became more and more out of place.

The guards didn't dare to resist, nor did they dare to retreat, so they stopped in front of Lei Lijun and hesitated: "Lei Dutong, I'm afraid it's not good for you to face a saint like this-"

"Lao Tzu risked his life to kill for a day, and it's your turn to teach me a lesson! Get out!" said Lei Lijun with his head and face covered his face.

The guards were immediately silenced, and a passage was made, and Lei Lijun was furious, let out a long breath, and walked into the gate of the Cold Palace without moving forward.

The main hall is extremely vast, and the dome is covered with intricate caissons, and under the caissons, there is enough space for thousands of courtiers to discuss politics. Yan Sheng's throne is condescending, and he can see everything in the palace.

When Lei Lijun entered the main hall, Yan Sheng was sitting upright, and in front of him, there were a few people who were rarely seen.

A total of five people sat at the head of Yan Sheng, it was the five elders of Xuanchuan, several of them were talking about something solemnly, seeing Lei Lijun rashly intruding, the second elder Lei Xiang's face was the first to show displeasure, and he looked sideways abruptly. The unique Great Elder Frost Cold, with a speculative gaze, subtly probed Lei Lijun.

Lei Lijun was not polite, and said loudly: "It's all here!

The five elders remained silent and silent. Yan Sheng's eyebrows, which had always been comfortable, wrinkled tightly at this time, and shouted to Lei Lijun, who was covered in blood: "Lei Lijun, what are you making trouble!"

As if there was no one beside Lei Lijun, he shouted in a playful tone: "What am I making trouble with, doesn't the Holy Monarch know? It's a big deal to cure me for the crime of not being able to see the king, it's just death!"

"Smack!" Yan Sheng slapped the case heavily, revealing a rare angry expression, "You're crazy!"

Lei Lijun looked directly at the Holy Monarch, his chest fell together, and he bluntly admonished: "Twenty years ago, I won the first expedition, and the Holy Monarch gave me an emergency order, saying that once I activated it, the Holy Monarch would definitely send someone to the soup to save me. In the past 20 years, I have never used it once from birth to death, and today for the sake of a few children, I will use it.....! Twenty years of trust have been exchanged for the betrayal of the Holy Monarch!"

Yan Sheng's face turned pale and said, "I see, but I haven't received an emergency order, you sit down and talk slowly." ”

Lei Lijun didn't expect that his generous statement was sent away by the Holy Monarch, and he was arrogant: "When the Holy Monarch gave me an emergency order, did you think that there would be a situation that I couldn't receive!"

Yan Sheng saw that Lei Lijun was unrelenting, and he didn't want to explain more to him, so he turned his face angrily.

Seeing that Yan Sheng was so good-tempered, Granny Suoluo, who had been silent, stood up for him and said to Lei Lijun: "Lei Dutong, why rush to blame the Holy Monarch? If it weren't for the great stakes, the Holy Monarch would not have opened the Heavenly Gate. ”

As soon as Granny Suoluo's voice fell, Lei Lijun was immediately shocked, "The Holy Monarch opened and opened the ethereal door?"

Granny Suo Luo wanted to say nothing, but she just nodded and sat down. She didn't have to explain in detail, Lei Lijun also knew the power of the Ethereal Gate.

The Heavenly Gate, the Escape Gate, and the Ethereal Gate are the triple defensive enchantments of the Hanging River from the inside out, which were established by the first Holy Monarch after the Xuanbing Clan settled the country of the Hanging River. Since then, he has been blessed by the holy kings of the past dynasties with immeasurable cultivation.

The gate of the heavenly realm is solid, clear and invisible, once opened, it is like a huge bowl upside down, covering the entire territory of the hanging river, so it is also called - Tianluo net.

The royal capital with the Canghan Palace as the center, the terrain is round and towering, it is the hinterland roof of the hanging river, and the retreat gate is used as the second defensive barrier, only defending the royal capital. And once the innermost ethereal door is opened, all internal and external connections of the Canghan Palace are severed.

Lei Lijun's eyelids jumped, and a secret thought was confirmed again, and he secretly thought: "Sure enough, ......"

Seeing Lei Lijun's stunned appearance, Yan Sheng has always been lenient and does not pursue his faux pas, and then said: "Yan Jie, the evil son, actually took advantage of my unpreparedness to steal the Xuanxue Sword from the shrine, and went to shatter the ice field and duel with Lian, you know all these things." ”

Lei Lijun nodded, remembering the day he learned that Lian Du was missing, Yan Jie confessed everything in disgrace, including stealing the Xuanxue Sword without permission, in order to go to the dueling appointment of Lian Duel, but after Yan Jie went to the appointment, he encountered an avalanche.

According to Yan Jie himself, before he could save Lianduel, Lianduel was swept away by the snow waves......

Seeing that Lei Lijun was distracted, Yan Sheng asked, "What are you thinking about? Is there any news about the duel?"

A cold light appeared in Lei Lijun's eyes, and he said: "It's just some clues, don't worry, let's ask the Holy Monarch to tell me about the Xuanxue Sword!"

Yan Sheng thought that most of the consecutive duels were already fierce and auspicious, his eyes were a little gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "The Xuanxue Sword was forged by the Xuanbing Holy Ancestor, and it was used to create Xuanbing to overcome the catastrophe. If there is no Xuanxue Sword, there will be no Hanging River. But after the Holy Ancestor was hidden, the Xuanxue Sword was no longer used, and was only enshrined in the shrine, and its divine power did not need me to say more?"

Lei Lijun nodded, and continued: "The Xuanxue Sword is enough to turn stones into ashes, collapse mountains and rivers!"

"That's good!" Yan Sheng said loudly: "But the Xuanxue Sword fell into the hands of people who don't know how to use it, and it is no different from a high-grade blade, so Yan Jie will not cause even greater trouble!"

Lei Lijun seconded: "Fortunately, the Xuanxue Sword did not fall into the hands of the gangsters, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!"

"The Xuanxue Sword has not been born for a thousand years, but I didn't expect that after being taken away by Yan Jie, there was an incredible change!" Yan Sheng's eyes became more and more solemn.

"What's changed?" exclaimed.

Yan Sheng didn't say a word, got up from the throne, and slowly walked into the end of the main hall of the Cold Palace, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the darkness.

When he reappeared, his whole body had been illuminated strangely! A blazing white light filled the hall, and his face, which was gilded with a strong and warm face, was slightly hideous.

In Yan Sheng's hand, a snow-colored giant sword was in his hand, and when Lei Lijun was sighing at the power of the divine sword, he was shocked to find that the holy white of the Xuanxue Sword was as white as the sword body of snow, and the blood was gushing endlessly.

Lei Lijun was used to seeing the big wind and waves, and his eyes couldn't help jumping at this moment, and he was surprised: "This, what is this!"

Lei Lijun's eyes were shining, and he quickly browsed the sword body, but found that the Xuanxue Sword was not damaged, and the blood was oozing out of the shiny steel skin......