After breaking through the Ten Thousand Treasure Realm and generating the Perfect Soul Sea, Xintian's strength increased greatly, and he also wanted to challenge the limit of his current combat power.

But Xintian still forcibly suppressed this thought.

As one of the eighty-one main cities of the Blue Ice Holy Land, the Blue Blood City will never have only these two or three thousand Meizu monks.

Be sure to fight quickly and take out this first wave of enemies as quickly as possible.

Under the suppression of "fog and fire", no matter how many enemies there were, they were fighting on their own, and the remaining hundreds of Heavenly and Human Realm cultivators had no suspense about their death.

Even the nearly twenty Meizu Heavenly Monarchs were killed in seconds when they faced the Flint Heavenly Monarch alone, let alone in the "Fog and Fire" array where the power skyrocketed.

Soon, this wave of Meizu monks perished.

Xintian's movements were also not slow, and he directly collected all the corpses into the Wanhua Treasure Realm, and the blue ice road in front of him was restored to its original state, still neat and crystal clear, as if nothing had happened.

"It's snowing......"

Pieces of palm-sized snowflakes fell at some point, blurring Xintian's vision without a sound.

"It's cold enough, it's enjoyable!" These big turquoise snowflakes quickly melted when they fell on the body, turning into a strong cold air that invaded the skin, and even soaked all the way to the deepest part of the body.

For ordinary monks, even if their cultivation reached the Ten Thousand Treasure Realm or higher, the cold qi that this large snowflake turned into would cause serious damage, but Xintian felt as if he had swallowed a Iced Fresh Fruit when he was hungry.

Not only is his mind refreshed, but even the cold energy in his body seems to be faintly sufficient.

"It's amazing!" Looking at these snowflakes flying all over the sky, Xintian's mood when he saw Nalan Feixue became even more urgent.

Such a beautiful and magical ice field, how could it not fall into the hands of Jiang Wuya, even if it was just for Nalan Feixue, he must do his best to find a way to beat out all the Meizu "invaders"!

"Your Highness, let more people out!" At this time, the flint Heavenly Monarch, who was steaming all over his body, suddenly said in a deep voice.

......Immediately after that, a clear and dense sound of footsteps came from the distance of Bibing Avenue.

Soon, the extremely spacious Blue Ice Avenue in front of Xintian was covered by the black and oppressive human race.

In the face of the enemy who was overwhelmed by the dark clouds, Xintian and Flint Tianjun stood side by side, and there was no panic on their faces, and Xintian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the opposite side coldly.

Xintian soon found that although there were many monks on the opposite side, it was obvious that it was composed of two parts.

Some of them were plainly dressed, almost all of them were coarse cloth and coarse clothes, and the clothes were extremely thin, and their complexions were mostly indifferent, and they could not see that they had a strong war spirit towards themselves.

The other part is all in brocade clothes, both men and women are handsome and chic, but the murderous aura on their faces is too heavy, which somewhat destroys their originally beautiful image.

"Ice Clan Warriors, as well as Meizu Warriors, are clearly distinguished...... "Xintian knew in his heart.

This cloud-like monk, although the waves are mixed, is very recognizable just from their clothing and appearance, the former is more numerous, but they are obviously all members of the Ice Clan, and they don't seem to have the momentum to kill themselves again.

And others are Meizu powerhouses, although their number is small, but their cultivation is more advanced and their strength is more outstanding.

"Your Highness, there is some trouble now!" "The Flint Heavenly Monarch was silent on his face, but he transmitted a message to Xintian with some concern, "These monks are obviously here to intercept and kill His Highness, but there are a large number of Ice Clan people mixed in it, and if they really fight, I'm afraid there will be some trouble!"

The Meizu and the Ice Clan monks are mixed together, and once a war starts, there will definitely be accidental injuries, which will inevitably cause a large number of casualties among the Ice Clan.

Xintian is here to marry Nalan Feixue, if he really kills a large number of Ice Clansmen, it will only arouse the disgust of the Ice Clan's high-level leaders and add many variables.

"It's not a trouble!" Xintian said lightly, and after speaking, he stepped forward directly, standing proudly in front of all the Meizu and Ice Clan monks alone.

"I'm Terran Xintian, and I'm here to marry my wife, Nalan Feixue!" Xintian's voice cleared and spread to every corner of this space.

seemed to know Xintian's identity, and the "dark cloud" on the other side did not react, neither did there any commotion, nor did he launch a decisive attack on Xintian at the first time.

At the end of the line of sight, there were still a large number of monks of the two clans rushing in, growing this "dark cloud", and the Meizu monks seemed to be accumulating strength, waiting for more companions to come, and then launch a fatal blow to Xintian.

The first wave of Meizu powerhouses, two or three thousand heaven-level monks, died cleanly without even making a splash in front of Xintian, which is enough to prove Xintian's strength, and Meizu powerhouses will naturally not be stupid enough to come to "add fuel tactics" again, and come to die in small waves.

Their intention is obvious, they want to gather the maximum strength and launch a general attack to make sure that the blow is deadly!

But Xintian doesn't care about this, he has a bamboo in his chest.

"Nalan Feixue is the Holy Maiden of the Ice Clan, marrying me is considered a condescension!" This sentence was addressed to those Ice Clan people who were also silent, "But the fact is that we have already held a big wedding in the Human Domain, and this matter is true, I am willing to swear in the honor of the Human Race!"

"Wow-" These words were extremely lethal, and the Ice Clan, who had been silent for a long time, obviously rioted.

Xintian and Nalan Feixue's wedding, this matter is almost known to the human race, but in the ice region, under the blockade of people with hearts, the news has not spread.

Such news, for the vast majority of the Ice Clan people present, is tantamount to a blockbuster*.

The status of the saint in the Ice Clan is too deep-rooted, although she has now lost her actual control over many places, her prestige has not been greatly weakened, and Nalan Feixue is still the goddess in the hearts of countless Ice Clansmen.

The goddess of the Ice Clan actually married this kid in front of her?

An alien kid who doesn't even look like a heaven-level monk?

In the eyes of countless Ice Clan monks, a little bit of spark slowly accumulated, and a kind of resentment gradually replaced silence and numbness, and there were even some extremely talented Ice Clan monks, who looked at Xintian with an unconcealable killing intent.

This is simply an insult to the Holy Maiden of the Ice Clan!

"Your Highness, what are you doing here?" Even the Flint Heavenly Monarch behind Xintian couldn't help frowning slightly, not understanding why Xintian said such "untimely" words, so he had to quietly take a step forward and protect Xintian more carefully.

"This Xintian, either too arrogant, or has a sick brain!" In the "dark clouds", a tall woman in white looked a little disdainful, and her face also showed a hint of playful mockery.

"Thirteenth Madam, this person has no talent, but he is too arrogant!" beside the woman in white, surrounded by a group of men and women in brocade clothes, one of them was a pure girl dressed in turquoise, and she also said, "Originally, I was worried that these Ice Clan people would not make a move with us, but now it's good, with his words, we don't need to mobilize!"

Nalan Feixue is the reverse scale of the Ice Clan, even if Jiang Wuya tried his best to solve the technique, he has not succeeded until now, and he almost stands on the opposite side of the entire Ice Clan.

But in any case, Jiang Wuya is a super strong person at the top of Tianzun, even if he is the current patriarch of the Shang Ice Clan, he will definitely not be inferior to him, and in terms of identity, he is the descendant of the Jiang Clan, one of the four major families of the Meizu Clan, if the emotional factor is removed, how can she be worthy of the Holy Maiden of the Ice Clan.

Why did you, a little Terran monk in the Ten Thousand Treasures Realm, marry the Holy Maiden of the Ice Clan, and still run to the Ice Domain to publicize it, isn't this looking for death?

"This is a good thing, maybe, we don't need to do it......" "Thirteenth Lady" smiled faintly, and looked at Xintian with even more disdain, "This Xintian is just a fool, and he doesn't deserve the attention of his husband at all!"

"Thirteen Lady" is just a title, not the name of the woman in white.

Jiang Wuya has married countless wives, but he has another hobby, that is, according to his liking, he gives his wives a serial number, such as the favorite one, which is the "first lady", followed by the "second lady" and "third lady......

Although the woman in white is only ranked thirteenth, she is already very high among Jiang Wuya's many wives and concubines, and she can be regarded as Jiang Wuya's favorite concubine.

Therefore, in the Blue Blood City, all the Meizu monks are headed by the "Thirteen Lady", and everything must be at the disposal of the "Thirteen Lady".

"What the 'Thirteenth Lady' said is, this kid is dead, let's see the show!" The girl in blue clothes and the Meizu monks couldn't help but echo, and they all had extremely respectful flattering smiles on their faces.

The "Thirteenth Lady" is extremely favored, has countless net worth, and is also a big man with a certain right to speak around Jiang Wuya, so he can't help other Meizu monks not to be careful.

The Meizu monks also hugged their arms, and looked at Xintian with disdain, as if they were watching a clown perform.

"If you don't believe it, or if you don't feel angry, take a look at this first!" As if noticing the reaction of the countless Ice Clan monks on the scene, Xintian threw it upwards as if nothing happened, and a fist-sized cyan stone rose into the sky.

"Wow-" The cyan stone froze in the air, and suddenly emitted a large amount of faint cyan brilliance, almost enveloping the space in the blink of an eye.

This scene happened too abruptly and too quickly, and almost no one could react, even those Meizu powerhouses who were ready to take a good look at Xintian's ugly appearance, and they didn't react at all.

"It's not good-" After all, the "Thirteenth Lady" is the pillow person of a super strong person like Jiang Wuya, who is well-informed, and quickly smells a trace of bad breath.

This pale cyan color all over the sky, although it feels extremely soft and seems harmless to humans and animals, but the "Thirteenth Lady" has a feeling that the space is faintly locked.

"I know, this stone is actually a Tianzun World Stone!" A bright light flashed from his heart, and the "Thirteenth Lady" suddenly turned pale, and her voice became a little trembling, "You, hurry up and ask all the other eighty main cities for help!"