As for these Tiangang Realm characters who were frozen in ice, there was an endless look of bitterness on their faces.

In the months that followed, they would have to endure the wind and rain like a sculpture...

And... Every martial artist who passes by here will probably look at them like a monkey, although they don't dare to show anything on their faces, but they will definitely laugh in their hearts, the dominant figures of the major forces in the Qinglin Realm have been sealed into ice sculptures in the Yunhai Mountain Range...

Today is the most humiliating day of their lives...

......

Mo Lingxuan traveled thousands of miles away soon after Edgeworth left, and he was not very far from the Heavenly Dao Alliance's sphere of influence.

When he reached a valley, his figure fell, and he sat upright by the stream, and the Ice Pole Sword also hovered in front of him, turning into an ice and snow barrier in the space to prevent others from breaking in.

Gently stroking the ice-blue God King Sword in front of him, which was like an extremely jade sword, Mo Lingxuan could clearly feel the wailing and eagerness of the Ice Extreme Sword.

The reason why he wailed was because Mo Lingxuan fell nine thousand years ago, and Yan Yuruo's whereabouts were also unknown. And the eagerness is because it senses that Yan Yuruo's reincarnated body is in this green realm!

Heaven-level artifacts can give birth to a trace of spiritual wisdom, not to mention the Ice Pole Sword, a god king soldier, if compared to ordinary humans, it is not even weaker.

"The Ice Pole Sword also suffered some damage in the Great War..."

With a low mutter, Mo Lingxuan saw some cracks in the Ice Pole Sword Body, and immediately stopped hesitating, closed his eyes slightly, and the huge spiritual sense immediately began to communicate with the Sword Spirit.

"The Great..."

The respectful voice of the sword spirit entered Mo Lingxuan's mind, and then, a woman's phantom gradually took shape, bowing and bowing, exactly the same as Yan Yuruo.

The sword follows the idea, and the sword spirit transformation is naturally Yan Yuruo's appearance.

"Don't be formal, the Demon Emperor of the Ages, it's in the past. ”

Mo Lingxuan replied lightly: "Next, I will enter your spiritual sense to check the memory." ”

"The Emperor, please. ”

The sword spirit shook his head slightly, and then let go of his consciousness defense, allowing Mo Lingxuan's spiritual sense to enter.

"Boom..."

Immediately, the first picture appeared in Mo Lingxuan's mind.

Outside the infinite vastness of the Nine Heavens Starry River, a peerless young emperor crowned the universe, raised his hand to split the stars, and shattered the sky with one finger.

And beside him, there are also eight peerless perfect women, each of whom is so beautiful that countless goddesses in the heavens and all worlds can be jealous of him.

Countless peerless god kings admired them, but they didn't dare to show a trace of disrespect, not only because they were all goddess kings, but also because they were the demon servants of the ancient demon emperors who made the heavens tremble!

In the galaxy space opposite them, there are endless powerhouses, and each of them is a god and true immortal!

Among them, there are not only the immortal race, but also the demon race, the underworld, and the human race.

Behind the Young Emperor, although there are also many gods and true immortals, they still seem a little insignificant compared to the army of the Three Realms.

Finally, the Great War began.

The Young Emperor is dressed in black, and he is glamorous, fighting the Emperor of the Three Clans alone, and he is not weak!

Every unpretentious blow can make the heavens and gods and even the existence of the god king tremble!

The eight demon servants fought together, like a sharp sword, and no one could stop them wherever they passed!

After a long battle, it was still the peerless woman of the Young Emperor's greatest love who gave the deadliest sword in his defenselessness...

And her name: Zixi!

The Demon Emperor of the Ages fell, and the Great Emperors of the Three Clans also died together.

In this battle, there was no more emperor in the heavens and all worlds.

The Eight Demon Servants were defeated and fled, but they were endlessly pursued by the existence of the Three Clans God King...

The first picture had already dissipated by this point, and Mo Lingxuan took a deep breath, trying to calm the hatred in his heart.

He knew that this was the scene of the epic imperial battle nine thousand years ago.

Soon, the second picture appeared in the sea of sword spirits.

A peerless woman dressed in white held an ice blue jade sword and pointed directly at the four middle-aged god kings in the distant void, breaking out into a shocking battle.

After killing the two god kings, the woman in white was finally unable to support herself and fell into a dead situation.

The two god-kings offered to let them serve the two of them, and then they would spare her life.

However, the woman in white decisively launched the reincarnation technique of nine deaths and one life, and her body died and disappeared, and she escaped into reincarnation...

"The Black God King, the Stygian God King, when you come to Hongmeng again, I, Mo Lingxuan, must make your life worse than death!"

All the pictures completely disappeared at this time, and Mo Lingxuan's cold voice immediately sounded in his heart, containing endless killing intent.

How could he not know who the people who wanted to covet Yan Yuruo after his fall? They were the two great god kings of the demon race and the underworld!

Then, the picture was reversed, and it was a scene of a beautiful woman in a yellow dress dying and disappearing.

"Ran Xuan..."

Mo Lingxuan's heart trembled suddenly, even though he knew that the Gengjin Demon Servant in his previous life might have fallen, but now when he saw this exact result, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

After that, it was the wood spirit demon servant in his previous life, An Miaotong, who was besieged and fell by many god kings...

Pictures flashed one after another, letting Mo Lingxuan know that the Eight Demon Servants in his previous life had fallen two!

The icy killing intent filled the entire valley.

After a while, his emotions calmed down, and he asked the sword spirit again, "Is there the whereabouts of my other demon attendants?"

These are the only fragments of the sword spirit's memory, and it should be missing after the injury, so he has to ask in person again.

"Back to the Emperor, those in the picture are all the memories I can remember. ”

The sword spirit replied softly, its body was wounded, and it could only remember so much.

"That's it. ”

Mo Lingxuan bowed slightly, and his spiritual sense immediately withdrew from the Ice Pole Sword.

It seems that two of the eight demon servants he knew in his previous life have passed away, namely Ran Xuan, the Gengjin Demon Attendant, and An Miaotong, the Wood Spirit Demon Attendant.

However, if you want to know the whereabouts of the other Eight Demon Warriors, it seems that you still need to find an opportunity to repair the wounds of the Ice Pole Sword first.

After this, Mo Lingxuan cultivated in the valley again for a few days, stabilizing his martial arts realm that entered the realm quickly.

In the early morning of the third day, Mo Lingxuan withdrew from his cultivation state, and he stepped on the Ice Pole Sword again, turning into an ice blue grand light that rushed straight into the sky...

What he had to do now was to go to the Heavenly Dao Alliance to get the Fire Spirit Crystal, and then go back directly to the Emperor Demon Sect to prepare for the upcoming Tianlan meeting.

Heavenly Dao Alliance.

Located in the east of the vast Qing border, it is one of the eight hegemon-level forces, with strong strength and control over many dynasties and family forces.

The speed of the Ice Pole Sword was very fast, and in just two hours, Mo Lingxuan came to the gate of the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

"Who is coming, and my Heavenly Dao Alliance still dares to fly in the sky?"

When he saw a black-clothed young man flying with an unabated speed outside the city, the guards of the Void Realm at the city gate immediately scolded.

After all, the unspoken rule of the hegemon-level forces is that it is disrespectful to regard someone flying in the air.

(End of chapter)