At this time, I looked at the other people in the palace, still maintaining a kneeling posture, also motionless, without raising their heads.

I thought that if Bai Annie treated their city lord like this, they would definitely be filled with righteous indignation, and the heroes would be furious, and they would even stand up to avenge their city lord, and the trouble would be out of control.

But unexpectedly, these people, not only did not show any anger on their faces, but instead had an expression of fighting well, fighting well, and making the city lord croak, as if their city lord deserved such an end.

Is this still their city lord?

I thought about it, there are two possibilities for such a result.

Either this city lord of theirs, mediocre, brutal and unkind, these people in the city have suffered from his oppression, the people are not happy, the people are resentful, they have long wanted to rise up, against their city lord, but the difference in strength is too big, dare to be angry and dare not speak, can only live under his high-pressure rule!

However, the bustling scene in this dragon city makes me more inclined to the second possibility.

Bai Annie's identity background is too powerful, so powerful that even if the city lord who kills them, they can only obey Bai Annie.

I really can't imagine that the power of a ten-hall Hades can be so great that he can kill a city in an instant!

At this time, Bai Annie smiled contemptuously at the Lord of the Carp Spirit City, and said to those who were kneeling:

"If you don't protect your city lord, you really want him to wait for death."

I dare to say that if Bai Annie didn't speak, these people really wouldn't dare to save their city lord, then this carp spirit would really have to wait for death.

It seems that Bai Annie is a little merciful, and she doesn't plan to take the life of the carp spirit.

These people in the palace listened to Bai Annie's order, and they woke up like a dream, and nodded one after another:

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Several attendants left in a hurry and turned into the apse.

It didn't take long for me to feel the temperature drop dramatically throughout the palace, instantly below zero, and a thick layer of frost on our eyebrows.

Fat Anne Bai and I were both wearing summer clothes, and we couldn't help but shiver from the cold.

I curled myself into the arms of the fat man.

At this time, the fat man's fat body really worked.

The fat man also wanted to hug Bai Annie by the way, but Bai Annie looked at him coldly and gave the fat man a blank look.

The fat man didn't dare anymore.

However, in such a cold temperature, Bai Annie did not show a feeling of coldness.

There were also other people in the palace who did not show any abnormalities.

Aren't we in the same world?

After a while, several people cautiously walked over with a one-person tall tower that was crystal clear and constantly exuding cold air.

Ice Tower!

If it weren't for the fact that it instantly lowered the temperature of the entire palace as soon as it appeared, I couldn't believe that this crystal clear pagoda in front of me turned out to be a legendary-level ice tower.

What does Legendary Level mean?

It means that it is only a legend, and no one has ever seen it with their own eyes.

I actually saw the real thing today.

Not to mention that three lives are lucky, that is, it is not an exaggeration to say that all lives are lucky.

When I was a child, I once heard my old man tell me that the legendary Ice Tower, not to mention all the cultivators in the Yin and Yang worlds, even the demon world, and even the immortals who have long been in the immortal class dream of treasures.

Its whole body is crystal clear, without any impurities, constantly exuding cold, like ice is not ice, like stone is not stone, extremely hard, even if we recognize the diamond compared to it, it is also a small thing, can not be compared, it can be seen its hardness.

No one knows where it came from, and no one knows what it's made of.

Among the Three Realms, there is only one mysterious legend about it that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Legend a long, long time ago, as for how long, no one remembers its age, in short, a long time ago.

There is a mage who has a very high Taoist practice, who believes that his mana is strong, supports justice, goes to heaven and earth, slays demons and demons, subdues ghosts and catches monsters, and has never been defeated.

But he forgot that there are people in people, there is a heaven outside the sky, and there are even more demons outside the demons.

Once he fought with a snake demon who had practiced for thousands of years for three days and three nights, and finally lost because of his lack of physical strength, was seriously injured by the snake demon, and fled.

But the basilisk chased after him, and finally chased him all the way to the mage's house.

Although the mage's whole family resisted hard, there was still a huge disparity in strength after all, and in the end, the snake demon actually brutally killed the mage's entire family!

A family of more than a dozen people was wiped out!

Not only that, the snake demon was red-eyed and bloodthirsty, and even slaughtered the city frantically, slaughtering everyone in the small city where the mage was located, the elderly, children, and thousands of people were all slaughtered.

But in the end, the snake demon actually let go of the mage, leaving a sentence of "You remember, they all died because of you" and left, and disappeared without a trace.

When the mage woke up, he saw his hometown with rivers of blood and the corpse that was unrecognizable, and fell into endless grief.

It was he who affected his relatives and his neighbors.

Self-blame, guilt, remorse, hatred, are intertwined.

The mage set the city on fire, then left with hatred and despair.

He told himself that he couldn't die, he wanted revenge!

He must find that snake demon for revenge!

But with his strength at that time, even if he found the snake demon, he was not the opponent of the snake demon at all, he needed to cultivate, he needed to improve his mana.

But the world is so big, but there is no place for him, and wherever he goes, he will think of his family, his neighbors, and that small city.

He can't forget the hatred, he can't forget the pain.

So he kept going north, and kept going north.

The farther north you go, the colder it gets!

But he didn't stop.

After walking for several months, I came to the deserted North Pole before stopping.

The cold climate of the Arctic temporarily froze the hatred in his heart, making him forget everything and concentrate on cultivating spells.

He stood on the top of an iceberg and practiced spells day and night.

As his Dao method became more and more powerful, the energy emanating from his body gradually melted the iceberg under his feet.

The deeper the Dao, the faster the iceberg will melt.

In less than three years, a hundred-meter-high iceberg was melted by his Dao method and only a small piece remained.

This piece of ice, the size of a sedan chair, is in the shape of an angular triangle.

For several days, no matter how the mage cultivated, this triangular ice cube did not melt a little more.

That's when the mage realized that it wasn't just an ordinary block of ice.

The mage looked at it for a long time, and after exploring for a long time, he didn't figure out what it was.

Like ice is not ice, like stone is not stone, but ice contains stone, stone contains ice, ice and stone are integrated.

Although he couldn't figure out what it was, the mage knew that this ice stone was definitely not ordinary, so he simply carved it according to its shape, and finally made a tower and brought it back.

As for whether the mage later found the snake demon who destroyed his clan and slaughtered his city to take revenge, we don't know.

The identity and whereabouts of that mage are not recorded in any historical records.

However, the Ice Tower has survived, and has become a treasure that any cultivator dreams of.