Two transparent teardrops of clear and slightly blue, "poof" fell into the cold sea of knowledge, turned into a ray of light that was sucked into the frozen five elements of Xuanguang, and the blue circle of light seemed to flicker in the ice, illuminating the sea of knowledge.

"Hmm?!...... Evil creature. ”

In a golden star field in the belly of this butterfly starry sky, a green moon floats. In the sky above the Moon Continent, a jade heavenly palace was faintly revealed in the clouds and mist, with a heavenly jade tree and a golden top.

A tall and delicate middle-aged woman in a green skirt with a high bun was sitting in the hall, and her eyebrows tightened and she said helplessly.

"What does the palace master command?" said the two women in tight green shirts outside the hall.

"Xuanjie, find this person. As the light voice came out, a green light flew into the center of the woman's eyebrows on the right side of the hall.

The woman on the right bowed again and said, "Yes." What do you do if you find it?"

"Find him and you'll know. ”

"Yes, follow the oracle of the palace master. ”

The woman in the hall got up and looked at the northern sky, as if she had seen a scene of life and death on the white star.

closed his emerald green eyelashes slightly: "The demon artifact has reappeared, could it be that it was really wrong back then?"

In the Ice Lord's Palace, two figures flew down, and the two immortal kings did not draw their swords in unison. At this time, Lang Yu was already in the palm of his hand, and they didn't seem to have to kill people to take the treasure, and the Emperor Treasure Ice Lotus was so shocked out of Lang Yu's body, no one was sure if it would be retracted into the magic circle.

The two big hands grabbed one after another, and a smug smile bloomed on Master Zhong's old face: After getting this small repair, does this king still need a saint?

The Immortal King's shot was only in a moment, looking at the figure of Master Zhong, it seemed that he was ready to catch Lang Yu and then turn around and fly away.

The long sleeves of the white robe floated to the right, and he took it down: "Sect Master Han, I'm sorry!"

"Whew-"

"Kill!"

At this moment, suddenly Master Zhong's sea of consciousness buzzed, as if he heard a voice from hell, a killing machine, and suddenly appeared!

The old fairy king immediately opened his mouth in shock, and his color changed greatly.

It's late, it's late!

The speed is too fast, there is no defense at all, and when the Grim Reaper appears in an instant, there is no way back......

"Click!"

A crisp sound of thin ice shattering was heard in my head, and a desperate scream came out of the mouth that could no longer be opened: "Ah——!hhhhhhhh

"Whew!"

A puff of crystal fragments in Lang Yu's hand flew away, and the old thing hit the Demon Cloud Knife headlong. The forehead went in, the back of the head came out, the body slammed, and a palm slapped on Langyu's left shoulder, and with a "bang", an ice sculpture was slapped away, but he exploded.

"Bang!" A muffled sound shattered the red and white things that filled the hall, and a headless corpse covered the place where Lang Yu was just sitting. The red light flashed in front of that Han Shizu's eyes, and he screamed, and disappeared in an instant.

"Ahh

The figure appeared ten zhang away, and grabbed the long sword in a white mist.

Killing the Immortal King in seconds is too scary, don't say that a spiritual realm cultivator, don't say that under the ice, even if he wants to sneak attack, it is absolutely impossible to kill Sect Master Zhong in seconds.

How did this minor repair do it?!

Artifact. The killing machine of that red light must be an artifact. Although he had never seen such a holy relic, he could never do anything else. However, is the artifact so powerful?

Master Zhong didn't know, because what he was afraid of was not just the artifact, but how could a minor cultivator in the spiritual realm drive the artifact, and how could he still kill people in the ice lord's ice?

The blood color of the Demon Cloud Knife gradually dimmed, and the murderous aura gradually dissipated. Eyeing Han Shizu.

"You, Lord Ice?"

A floating voice sounded faintly in Langyu's memory. The shadow of the old man who had taken away the little girl gradually appeared in his consciousness.

Lang Yu slowly opened his eyes: "Bing...... Lord?"

Han Shizu continued to retreat until he reached the opposite side of the magic circle, looked back at the statue of the Ice Lord and retreated to the right......

The ice qi in the sea of five-colored primordial light gradually melted and condensed, and a seven-colored ice lotus appeared in front of the head of the crystal spirit body, and an endless stream of electric light flowed on the closed petals.

Lang Yu woke up, but it was as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and it was extremely cold.

Master Han's old eyes shrank, and he stared at Lang Yu tightly: Impossible, the Ice Lord has already run out of life, and the Ice Spirit Sword is already in the hands of Sect Master Lu.

pretending to be a ghost, the blame is only for that old ghost Zhong is too greedy and careless.

The fairy sword in Han Shizu's hand tightened, and he was about to try again, when suddenly, "Click...... With a bang, a piece of broken ice fell from Lang Yu's head, and a familiar flesh and blood face appeared in front of him.

"Huh?" Master Han snorted sharply in his nostrils, and then retreated to the edge of the hall.

The Ice Lord's appearance ......!

It's just a glimmer of majesty missing.

Hehe, you are underestimating this king too much, Han Shizu's eyes widened, and a trace of ridicule rose on his face. Cultivator, is it still difficult to change your appearance? Boy, if it weren't for this description of the Ice Lord, this king would have fallen on your way!

Han Shizu tightened his left hand, grabbed the Ice Lotus Holy Maiden, and his right hand lit up, and he sacrificed the 'Phantom Snow'......

"You're looking for death too?"

It was the moment the immortal weapon was shot, and a voice without joy and sorrow came into Zhihai.

Han Shizu's expression was stunned, his eyes immediately fixed on Lang Yu's hand, and after half a breath, his five fingers quietly grasped, and the fairy sword disappeared and floated to the ground.

Looking at Lang Yu, he arched his hands and said, "See ...... Lord Ice. ”

On Langyu's orchid-shaped right hand, a miniature ice lotus was playing.

This is the Ice Lord's signature spell - Ice Spirit Heart Lotus. Old Ghost Han has never seen it, and he has definitely heard of it. Under this lotus, he may not have the certainty of retreating with his whole body.

"Dare to make a move on the deity, report it. ”

Lord Ice calmed his anger. The younger generation does not dare. The junior Han Chongyang, who is now the deputy sect master of the Moon Cutting Peak, only because of this cultivation mistakenly entered the secret place, the junior had to disturb the adult's Qing cultivation. Han Chongyang's old eyes locked deep on Lang Yu's hands, and a cold cold light flickered slightly.

"Han Chongyang?" Lang Yu pondered for a moment: "This cultivation is not the bloodline of the deity, how did it come in?"

"This ......"

"Isn't there something going on outside?"

Han Chongyang lowered his body and said, "Lord Hui, the Snow Sword Sect has suffered a catastrophe of annihilation. ”

"What? Someone dares to destroy my Snow Sword Sect!Which sect!?"

"Lord Hui, I'm afraid it's a demon. ”

"Has the demon clan entered the realm? Have the deities slept for a long time?"

"This ......" Han Chongyang hesitated for a while, his eyes scanned back and forth on Lang Yu's body twice, and then slowly replied: "My lord has been in retreat for more than eight hundred and fifty years. ”

Is that a retreat? Is that sleeping? Can the emperor really come back from the dead?

This kind of thing is unpredictable, and Han Chongyang is inevitably suspicious.

"Hmph, Demon Clan, it's a pity that the cultivation of this body is too low, otherwise a few Demon Clans would dare to offend my Snow Sword Sect!" Lang Yu's gaze coldly forced towards Han Chongyang.

This gaze actually shot out a killing intent, and he actually saw an immortal king on his back, and he was so frightened that he immediately lowered his body; Fortunately, there are still three sect masters in this sect, ahhhh The subordinates will inevitably rebuild the Snow Sword Sect. ”

"Huh?!Are you going to abandon the sect and leave?"

"The palace master is angry, his subordinates will never dare to give up the sect, just because the demon clan has entered the realm, Tianding Palace has summoned the cultivation of the immortal king to protect the immortal domain, and we have to obey the immortal decree. ”

"Tianding Palace?hmph!Are there a few emperor cultivators who are amazing?The demon clan destroyed my sect, why didn't they take action?!" Lang Yu had an angry look on his face.

"This ...... Lord Hui Palace, as far as his subordinates know, the emperors are all guarding the edge of the Southwest Demon Realm, and I am afraid that they will not have time to take care of the extreme eastern land of this sect......"

Langyu's anger continued unabated. Suddenly, his eyes turned to the little girl: "This woman's bloodline is related to the deity, leave her, and you go to the palace to protect the Dharma." It will take some time for the deity to recover. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

Han Chongyang responded again and again, bowed and retreated. Left behind the Ice Lotus Holy Maiden, turned around and disappeared.

The rebirth of the Ice Lord, who had fallen for thousands of years, is strange and weird, and it is said that he sealed himself in the Ice Palace back then, and it is really impossible to tell whether he is dead or not.

Maybe it's a retreat, or maybe it's reincarnation? In short, as far as Han Chongyang knows, the Ice Lord really didn't choose to take it away.

With Han Chongyang's cultivation, he still couldn't know the emperor's methods, even if he doubted it, he didn't dare to offend easily, in this words, flickering, plausible, he finally didn't find any solid evidence, so he had to retreat.

As soon as Lang Yu stretched out his hand, the little girl screamed and was caught, and a cloud of ice mist enveloped the two of them in a moment.

Lang Yu didn't move, he was refining the ice lotus in place.

One life to die, one life to die. Between Lang Yu and the Ice Lord, this strange state, because of a drop of ancestral blood, finally made an immortal king withdraw from the Ice Lord's Palace.

The golden ancestral blood was just a faint layer of brilliance, giving Lang Yu a hint of clarity, although the meridians had also been thawed, but until now, he still couldn't act.

The Emperor's Supreme Treasure is too domineering, even if it is a flower and a leaf, how can he be a spiritual realm cultivator who can bear it. However, the power of that drop of ancestral blood was not something that could be sealed by an emperor-level spell.

Han Chongyang couldn't have thought of this even if he dreamed, so when Lang Yu was awake, he didn't dare to move.

For Lang Yu, now, the only way to do this is to continue refining that ice lotus, otherwise, that Immortal King is not so easy to fool as the demon clan, as long as he shows a flaw, he will be the emperor treasure he must take.

That old guy must be staring at himself without blinking, but his divine thoughts dare not enter his sea of consciousness.

Langyu's water law is perfect, but what he perceives is not the way to the coldest. With the blessing of the ancestral blood, the meridians slowly turned. The cold aura of the body melted into the dantian in wisps, and in the already crystal spirit body in the sea of consciousness, a white meridian also appeared, which was particularly conspicuous.

The stiff limbs woke up, and after two hours, the frost around them gradually disappeared, and a feeling of leaping came from the top of his head.

The consummation of the Five Elements Law is still much worse than the perception of this emperor level.

There is no end to cultivation!