The giant was resurrected, Yan San's heart trembled, and he hurriedly retreated a few steps, he found that the ice surface was shattering, and the entire ice layer that blocked the giant was shattering. It seems that the giant is going to break the ice and come out. Yan San pushed down the stone steps when he came, and at this time, the white-bearded old man was extremely excited to worship the giant.

The giant twisted his neck under the ice, and then he slammed his shoulders hard, and the entire ice surface shattered, and he actually stood up, it turned out that he had been curled up under the ice, and now he stood up, and the upper half of his body was dozens of feet above the ice. He shook his huge head as if he had woken up from a big dream, and his mouth squirted out a series of viscous liquids.

At this moment, the white-bearded old man flew in front of the giant and said in an extremely excited tone: "Xue Zu, the descendants of the future generations pay homage to Xue Zu."

The giant shook his head vigorously, as if he had not yet regained his senses, and when he saw the white-bearded old man, he actually opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of cold breath vigorously, and then the white-bearded old man was completely frozen and turned into an ice sculpture.

Yan San saw this scene and knew how powerful this ancient giant was, he just let out a breath and froze the invincible Yin Tuoba in the ice.

The giant shook his head all the time, his expression was extremely painful, and he pounded it with his palm, and then he slammed his head against the ice wall. It made the entire ice palace sway.

Yan San was afraid that the entire Ice Palace would collapse by him, so he hurriedly jumped towards the bottom of the stone steps, but he took a few steps and stopped. It turned out that he heard the voice of the giant behind him, and he was able to speak.

Yan San couldn't help but be curious in his heart, and returned to the ice again. At this time, I saw the huge snowman holding his head in both hands, and his big mouth kept whimpering: "It's too quiet... Too quiet".

At this moment, the white-bearded old man, who was originally frozen in ice, actually melted the ice crystals little by little, and rushed out, he rushed to the giant again to worship and said, "Yin Tuoba see Xue Zu"

Hearing this, the snowman raised his head, and his twilight eyes swept a glance at the white-bearded old man, he shook his head and said, "The Protoss is dead, and the Snow Clan will cease to exist."

The white-bearded old man hurriedly explained: "Xue Zu, the junior is really the blood of Xue Zu, please ask Xue Zu to verify."

After speaking, the white-bearded old man cut his arm, and a stream of blue blood splattered out. It wasn't until he splattered on the giant's face that he stopped the bleeding with his hand.

The giant was stunned for a moment, stretched out his tongue and licked it on his face, before nodding solemnly and saying, "That's right, you do have a bit of Snow Ancestor inheritance in your bloodline, but it's too thin."

When the white-bearded old man heard this, he said with surprise on his face: "I hope that Xue Zu will help the younger generations open more bloodline inheritance."

The giant's eyes widened, his head arched forward, pressed against the body of the white-bearded old man, shook his head and said, "It's a pity that your talent is too weak to withstand more bloodline inheritance."

The white-bearded old man's face suddenly became gloomy and said, "I hope that Xue Zu will be perfected, and the younger generations will definitely carry forward Xue Zu."

The giant's indifferent eyes swept the white-bearded old man, then closed his eyes, and he ignored the white-bearded old man no more.

Seeing this, Yan San inexplicably had a good impression of this huge and incomparably incomparably snowman in his heart.

The white-bearded old man's eyes were cloudy, and finally he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his body slowly floated towards the giant, and said in a cold tone: "Xue Zu, this is what you found yourself, but you can't complain that the juniors don't care about your identity."

The white-bearded old man floated up in front of the giant, his hands slightly raised, and then a strange sigil appeared in his palm. At that moment, the giant jerked his eyes open, and his cheeks twitched violently. He tore at his beard and hair vigorously, and roared loudly: "Ice Silkworm Gu, Ice Silkworm Gu."

"That's right, Xue Zu, since you are unwilling to hand over the bloodline inheritance to the juniors, then the juniors can only take it themselves" The white-bearded old man sneered, he no longer had the previous worship and reverence at this time, and his attitude became extremely arrogant.

The giant shook his head vigorously, opened his big mouth and spewed a cold breath at the white-bearded old man again. This time, the white-bearded old man had already taken precautions, and the ice pick in his hand turned around, forming an ice layer of protection, making it impossible for those cold airs to invade.

The white-bearded old man watched as the expression on the giant's face became more and more painful, and the desire in his heart became even more arrogant.

Rumble! In the end, the giant couldn't withstand the pain of the Ice Silkworm Gu's devouring, and fell heavily on the ice, half of his body already frozen. It can be seen that most of the power of the blood veins in his body has been absorbed by the ice silkworm at this time.

Seeing the scene of the white-bearded old man killing his ancestors, Yan San was extremely indignant and shameless in his heart, but he had no strength to save the ice and snow giant. He could only secretly pray for the giant in his heart, hoping that he could persevere.

At this moment, the white-bearded old man shot out several more ice silkworms, which penetrated into the giant's nostrils like maggots, and finally disappeared. After that, the giant's body began to twitch violently until his body was completely frozen, leaving only one bare head to the outside

At this time, the white-bearded old man took out another dark gold box from his hand and put it down towards the giant's nostrils. Then the azure blue ice silkworms came out, they were round, and it could be seen that there were many bloodline inheritances in their bodies.

It wasn't until the last ice silkworm was collected that the white-bearded old man was satisfied with putting away the black gold box, he walked up to the giant, grabbed his snow-white beard and said, "Xue Zu, you have been frozen for tens of thousands of years, so continue to freeze it." After saying that, the white-bearded old man kicked the giant into the ice cave with a strong kick.

Yan San happened to see the giant's unwilling eyes from this angle, and his heart moved inexplicably, and at this moment, Yan San seemed to hear an old voice in his consciousness and said: "I will pass you on the technique of cracking the Nine Turns of Ice Cube, and help me kill this person." Then many strange pictures appeared in Yan San's mind, and finally filled his head. When he regained his senses, he found that the giant on the other side had slowly closed his eyes, and this time he was really asleep.

The white-bearded old man brought a huge block of ice and pressed it the giant's body before he nodded with satisfaction, then turned to Yan San and said in a very cold tone: "Boy, there are only two ways in front of you now, one is to be my apprentice, and the other is to die."

Yan San also knew that when he saw such a despicable scene of the white-bearded old man, he would definitely not leave himself alive, and now agreeing to be his apprentice was the only chance to live. Naturally, Yan San didn't really want to be his apprentice, it was just an emergency plan for the moment.

Yan San knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the white-bearded old man, and said, "The master is above, please accept the disciple's worship."

Only then did the white-bearded old man laugh in satisfaction, waved his hand and dragged Yan San up, and then led him all the way out of the Ice Palace, falling down the ice steps when he came.

At this time, outside the ice steps, the black hand and the Nangong Blue Butterfly were looking at each other, the black hand stared at the Nangong Blue Butterfly with a very vicious look, he didn't know why he hated women very much since he became this ghost, especially beautiful women.

Nangong Blue Butterfly's eyes were full of fear and helplessness, and she had been abused by black hands more than once. However, it was Yan San who took action to resolve it before, and now that she is alone with the black hand, she is even more scared in her heart.

Peng! Nangong Blue Butterfly was slapped to the ground by the black hand, and he dragged Nangong Blue Butterfly by the hair and dragged her up the ice steps.

Under the stimulation of the tingling pain and cold on Nangong Blue Butterfly's cheeks, it felt like countless steel needles were piercing her.

The black hand shook her vigorously and threw her off the ice steps again. The same face landed on the ground, which made Nangong Blue Butterfly feel painful.

The black hand grabbed her hair again and lifted it into the air with all his might, and then he passed it through an ice cave, causing the Nangong Blue Butterfly to hang in the air. The black hand took the opportunity to grab a slender ice pick and stabbed it towards Nangong Blue Butterfly.

Peng! A blood light flashed on Nangong Blue Butterfly's chest, and then the blood was frozen into ice along her clothes. The picture has a shocking texture.

Then the black hand flipped again, pulled out an ice pick from another place, and smashed it hard at the ice pick that had been pierced before. Every time it is smashed, it will make Nangong Blue Butterfly feel painful.

At this moment, Yan San and the white-bearded old man ran out of the stone steps, and when Yan San saw this scene, he immediately became angry in his heart, he picked up the long sword in his hand and slashed it down. Suddenly, black spurted out a black blood stain, and then its terrifying eyes retracted behind the white-bearded old man.

Yan San stared at the black hand with a look that wanted to eat people, and the remnant sword in his hand continued to spray sword intent.

The white-bearded old man swept his indifferent eyes and scolded: "Yan San, he is your senior brother, you must not offend him in the future."

When Yan San heard this, his cheeks twitched rapidly a few times, but he finally endured it, and he hugged his fist at the white-bearded old man and said, "I ask the master to give this woman to the disciple."

The white-bearded old man nodded slightly and said, "Okay, this girl is also talented and good-looking, so I'll make you a little daughter-in-law."

Yan San immediately showed joy on his face, and hugged his fists at the white-bearded old man and said, "Thank you, Master."

But the black hand rushed out at this moment, staring at the white-bearded old man with one eye.

"Can you still use the beauty now? Forget it, after you recover your physical body, the master will find you another ten or eight," the white-bearded old man stretched out his hand and grabbed the black hand and said comfortingly.

At this time, the one-eyed of the black hand was staring at Yan San coldly, and Yan San was also staring at it at this time, and they both regarded each other as lifelong enemies in their hearts.

Yan Sanyi turned around, flew to Nangong Blue Butterfly's side, slashed hard, and then carried her back to the ground.

Now he had to find a way to heal Nangong Blue Butterfly's injuries, so he had no choice but to pray for the white-bearded old man to give him healing medicine.

The white-bearded old man also generously gave him a large number of high-grade pills, and after Yan San's healing day and night, Nangong Blue Butterfly finally recovered little by little. Her eyes were full of incomprehension of Yan San, she didn't know why Yan San would be the demon apprentice in front of her. Yan San also couldn't explain this, after all, this matter must not be heard by the black hand and the white-bearded old man, otherwise both of them will definitely die.

Yan San followed the white-bearded old man out of this snowy land, and finally climbed along a spiral, and finally came to the Heavenly Gate.

At this time, Yan San and Nangong Blue Butterfly no longer need to be bound, but they are still released by the white-bearded old man, according to his words, in order to protect the safety of his apprentice, Yan San understands in his heart that this is because the old man still doesn't trust him, and he is afraid that he and Nangong Blue Butterfly will take the opportunity to run away.

These days, with the blessing of the white-bearded old man's disciple, the black hand did not dare to abuse Yan San again, but they secretly hostile each other but never stopped, once, the black hand deliberately took advantage of the white-bearded old man's inattention, sneak attacked Yan San, wanting to beat him into nothingness. Fortunately, Yan Sanyan was in a hurry and escaped.

After that, Yan San was even more wary of black hands, which made him have less and less time to enter the picture scroll. It also made the beauty in the painting feel lonely, and she stared at the sky sullenly all day long. Blinking wide, bright eyes that move people's hearts, I don't know what I'm thinking.

Yan San also knew that he had indeed come less during this period of time, he had been delayed outside for a day, and ten days had passed here. For such a long time, the beauty was just alone in front of these lifeless flowers and trees, and the loneliness was self-evident.

In order to explain the beauty, Yan San tried his best to tell her some interesting things.

"Have you ever seen that sister who looks the same as me in the future?" At first, the beauty was not very interested in Yan San's story, but when she heard that the beautiful sister in the story looked exactly like herself, she finally couldn't help her curiosity and began to take the initiative to chat with Yan San.

"No, after that, I searched all over Situ City for hundreds of miles, but I didn't see her again" Yan San took a long breath and replied.

"Maybe the root of her teeth is not in Situ City, she is just passing by," the beauty retorted.

"Maybe.... But there are so many forces in the mortal world, how can I beckon."

"You can also draw a picture of it and post it around."

"Indeed, I thought so, but back then she was just a girl, and now she is a mature woman, how can the two look exactly the same."

"Well, if you let me grow up, maybe I'll know what she looks like now."

The beauty said a word unintentionally, but Yan San's body was shaped, he was suddenly startled, patted his forehead vigorously and said, "Why didn't I think of it?" ”。

The power of the four-element flame condensed along the Dao meridians, gradually forming a strange vortex in the palm of Lao Xiao's head, and at this time, the Wan Ning Kill was already very weirdly deformed, not the previous silk thread, but transformed into a finely textured threaded body. The spinning threads also appear to be filamentous, dull in color, and seem to hide some kind of terrifying blast energy.

For the change of 100,000 condensations, Lao Xiao Tou was still quite stunned, he was now unable to peek into the internal structure of 100,000 condensations by relying on the Heavenly Dao alone. It is impossible to imagine how powerful the power of the flame hidden inside it is. Now that he has started, he can't retreat, so he can only condense and fall to the ground in one breath.

Old Xiao Tou also knew very well that within the four-element gradient, his wireless detailed body, as well as any defensive power, were equivalent to ornaments, and now he would either succeed or be wiped out. This was another gamble, and Old Xiao Tou stared at the ghostly spiral energy in the palm of his hand. Holding his head high and exhaling a mouthful of turbidity, Lang laughed and said, "God, then I will gamble with you again."

(End of chapter)