With that sword split, everyone in the Ice Clan thought that the victory was decided, and the dream would definitely die.

But they didn't notice that from the beginning of the dream to the present, their demeanor has never changed, they are still cold, and they are still calm.

"Meng Haoge, you are so pitiful!"

Just as the sword was about to completely devour the dream, a mocking voice suddenly came out, like a ghostly voice, and the four fields trembled.

Then, in the incredible looks of everyone, the time and space around the dream froze, and the free molecules in the air condensed into blue ice flowers one by one.

The blue ice flowers were extremely beautiful, constantly falling, gathering behind the dream.

Accumulated into a lot, the blue ice flowers continued to gather, overlap, and reorganize, slowly condensing into the form of a pair of wings.

Ice blue wings!

"What's that?"

"Wings?"

Everyone was shocked and even more amazed.

The dream at this moment, stretching the ice blue wings that are three or four feet long, gives people an extremely sacred dreamy feeling, like the true gods of the thirty-three heavens.

"Is this the awakening of the talent of dreams?"

"No, I've never seen her like this before. If she had this kind of strength from the beginning, Meng Haoge would be far from being her opponent!" someone in the six veins whispered.

"Those wings are not as simple as they seem, they have evolved from the most refined to pure laws of ice and snow...... Hey, why do I think I've seen it somewhere?"

Meng Anchi muttered to himself, and suddenly his pupils shrank again.

He hadn't seen them with his own eyes, but he seemed to have seen descriptions of them in ancient records.

"Is it ......?"

Meng Anchi guessed something, but he didn't dare to believe it, so he suddenly turned his head and looked at the Yongfeng Divine Emperor, at the Dongao and Xinghai Divine Emperors, and even at the Yangyan Divine Emperor who had betrayed him.

It seems to be asking for something.

And as it turned out, his conjecture was correct.

The Yongfeng Divine Emperor forgot about the pain, and looked at the dream in the form of wings with a violent tremble, and he was in tears for a while.

"Dreams?"

The tone of the Dongao God Emperor and the Xinghai God Emperor was also trembling, as if on a pilgrimage.

They want to deny what they see, and they vaguely expect that all this is true, which is very contradictory.

"No...... I don't believe it's absolutely impossible, what did she do?"

Yang Yan God Emperor was even more exaggerated, holding his head with both hands and shaking his head, trying to break free from the illusion and force himself to wake up.

But this is not an illusion at all, and no matter how he paralyzes himself, he still cannot deny the objective existence of facts.

"Yang Yan, what's the matter, ...... form of her" The two demons realized that something was wrong and hurriedly asked.

"Ancestral Wings, that is the form that can only be transformed by the Ancestor, since ancient times, only the Ancestor of the Ice Clan can become this form!" said the Yang Yan God Emperor in despair.

"What? Ancestral Wings?"

The two demons were shocked.

How old and terrifying was the ancestor of the Ice Clan?

That is, the ancestor of the Ice Clan has fallen, and the Ice Clan has fallen, otherwise let alone them, even their Dao Master, they can only pretend to be grandsons in front of the Ice Clan, and dare to fight the Ice Clan's idea?

In the Ancient God Realm, the ancestors of the Ice Clan were all powerful figures who overwhelmed the heavens, and their existence was comparable to a taboo.

"She just came out of the Ancestral Realm, could it be that she got the Ancestral Inheritance in it?" a demon suspected.

"No, I've been in the Ancestral Realm many times, and there's nothing in it except for being able to comprehend the laws of ice and snow!"

"Yang Yan, you're wrong!" Meng Qing seemed to hear Yang Yan God Emperor's words, and responded coldly, "Although the Ancestor died in the battle on the battlefield outside the territory, some substances returned to the Ancestral Realm. Have you forgotten that the first ancestor was born in the ancestral realm, and if it can be born once, why can't it be born a second time?"

When the Yang Yan God Emperor heard this, he trembled and said, "Could it be that you...... Did you really get the Ancestral Inheritance?"

"What do you say?" Mengqing glanced at the Yang Yan God Emperor with a cold glance.

Scold!

Invisibly, there seems to be a Shinto intertwined.

When the Yang Yan God Emperor came into contact with the dream gaze, his face turned terrified in an instant, as if he had encountered the most terrifying and terrifying picture, and he took seven or eight steps back one after another.

"Yang Yan, don't be ashamed to show up again!" the two demons shouted angrily.

The dignified God Emperor, who was glared at by a junior, was actually trembling with fright, and his face was pale?

"The Ancestor...... It's really the ancestor, she ...... "The Yang Yan God Emperor is like crazy, and his will is about to collapse."

In fact, if you want to talk about today's dream, although the strength has increased greatly, it will never be the opponent of a god emperor.

Far from it!

It's just that glimpse just now, the dream shows the majesty and demeanor of the ancestor of the Ice Clan, coupled with the betrayal of the Ice Clan by the Yang Yan God Emperor, his heart is empty, and he is even more sensitive.

After seeing the shadow of the ancestor on Mengqing's body, the Yang Yan God Emperor was directly hit by a spiritual crit, and he was frightened backwards.

In fact, the dream does have a subtle connection with the soul of the ancestor, although it cannot be said to be equivalent to the reincarnation of the ancestor, but the identity is higher than that of the ancestor.

Originally, the bloodline of the Four Great God Emperors was much higher than that of the Dream Feeling, but now, the Dream Love is in the bloodline, which in turn suppresses the Four Great God Emperors.

"Damn, pretending to be a ghost!"

The two demons naturally couldn't experience that kind of strong bloodline suppression, and the Ancestral Wings of Dream Love were just a little fancy in their eyes, and they couldn't threaten them with the cultivation of the God Emperor.

They even wondered if the Yang Yan God Emperor was deliberately acting to scare them.

"Meng Haoge, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and kill her!" the demon shouted.

When everyone heard this, they came back to their senses, and their attention was once again on Meng Haoge.

The previous scene of condensing the Ancestral Wings in the dream was too shocking, but it made them fall into a cranky thought.

This will come to mind, what about Meng Haoge's thousand-foot sword, why didn't he kill the dream?

"No, no, no...... Ziyan Divine Sword, what are you doing?"

No one knew that Meng Haoge's pressure and panic at the moment were much stronger than anyone else's.

Because after the Ancestor Wings of Dream appeared, he found that the power of the Ziyan Divine Sword disappeared directly.

That sword light has long been dissipated and invisible.

Buzz!

The Ziyan Divine Sword held in Meng Haoge's hand trembled violently, and he seemed to be very excited, wanting to break free from Meng Haoge.

"Meng Haoge, don't you understand?" Mengqing's ice blue wings spread out, slowly floating in the air, and the blue eyes that exuded a cold aura looked directly at Meng Haoge and said, "Ziyan Divine Sword has never recognized the master, you can drive it, just because it relies on foreign objects to increase the concentration of blood, let's call it the acquired ancestor!"

"But you don't have to forget that you, who rely on foreign things, are only close to the ancestral bloodline at most, or the kind of approach that is separated by 108,000 miles. Do you expect the Ziyan Divine Sword to attack its true master for you?"

"The real master?" Meng Haoge's pupils shrank.

Suddenly!

Sonor!

Ziyan Divine Sword finally broke free from Meng Haoge's shackles and flew directly in front of Meng Qing.

For a while, a strong purple light bloomed, and the mysterious laws of Taoism lingered around the dream, and it set off the dream to a level that people looked up to.

"Ziyan Divine Sword, recognize the Lord!"