The two Heavenly Venerables, the Ten Heavenly Kings, the Thousand Heavenly Monarchs, and the 100,000 Celestial-level elite warriors.

Such a force was originally thought to be enough to protect this trip to the ice region, but now it seems that it may be difficult to even protect itself.

Jiang Wuya is certainly powerful, but the poisonous snake in the dark makes Xintian like a thorn in his back, and he is restless.

"No matter what Zi Wufeng says, he is a Terran Heavenly Venerable, it is impossible to blatantly attack me!" "It is a big crime to kill the demons of my own clan, especially a "legendary" level demon like Xintian, although Zi Wufeng is a god-level talisman master, if he openly exterminates Xintian, he will have to pay a huge price that is unbearable.

At this time, Xintian can only comfort himself in this way, Zi Wufeng and Jiang Wuya, one is stronger than the other, and dealing with one alone is already the limit of the challenge, if you face two at the same time, you will definitely die a miserable death.

But now that the arrow is on the wheel, it must move forward.

"Venerable, let's hurry to Falling Snow City!" Xintian took a deep breath, "Even if I die in the ice domain, I will be with my wife!"

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Falling Snow City, the ground floor hall of the Palace of the Holy Maiden.

Initiated by Bing Xiang, this time the clan elder meeting was simply moved to the Holy Maiden Palace, and at the moment of the war, all the Tianzun powerhouses of the Ice Clan were already in Falling Snow City, so no clan elder was absent from this clan elder meeting.

On the crystal red hall, there were thousands of Ice Clan powerhouses sitting on the cold red ice ground at will, and their eyes were all locked on the top five bigwigs.

The patriarch, the holy woman, and the three great elders.

In the unspeakable silence, it was Nalan Wushuang who took the lead in speaking.

"I don't need to say more about the situation!" Nalan Wushuang's eyes scanned the audience, and he had the majesty of the patriarch, "The enemy is outside the city!"

"They have slaughtered countless of our people, including your relatives and friends!"

"They have forcibly occupied the four holy lands of our Ice Clan, plundered the endless resources of our Clan, and even forcibly married the Holy Maiden of our Ice Clan, and even occupied the treasures and inheritance left by our 'Ice and Snow God King'!"

"You yourself say, in the face of such an enemy who does not share the sky, is there any other way to go except to fight to the death?"

Nalan Wushuang's words were heartbreaking, although everyone present was a Tianzun powerhouse, they were still deeply affected, and the anger and fighting intent in their hearts were instantly ignited.

In the past ten years, in the war with the Meizu, the Ice Clan has been defeated repeatedly, the elite and strong people in the clan have suffered countless casualties, and only the Falling Snow City of the Four Holy Lands is still under the control of the Ice Clan itself, and the precious resources have almost been plundered.

This kind of shame and hatred is absolutely unforgettable, and can only be washed away with the blood of Meizu.

But what is extremely subtle is that in this kind of sky-high hatred, there is also an extremely vague emotion in the hall, that is-fear.

The Meizu represented by Jiang Wuya is like a mountain that weighs heavily on the hearts of all the Ice Clan elders, and in the face of such an enemy, even if it is a noble Tianzun, it is powerless.

I am afraid that I will die in this race war, and I am even more afraid that the entire Ice Race will be wiped out from now on!

Anger, unwillingness and powerlessness are the true portrayals of the psychology of these elders.

And this mentality was also quickly manifested.

"In addition to fighting to the death, we may have another way...... "At the forefront of thousands of Heavenly Venerables, a tall and thin man said with difficulty, "We maybe, we can compromise for the time being, it's better than the dead clan!"

The tall and thin man's words immediately resonated with some clan elders, and many clan elders also spoke up to his point of view.

"Xueyin, ...... you" Looking at the tall and thin man, Nalan Wushuang's heart sank suddenly, but he didn't expect that the first one to jump out against him was not the patriarch of the Bing family.

In addition to the Nalan family and the Bing family, the Ice family also has some extremely ancient and prominent families, and the Xue family is one of them.

And Xue Yin is the strongest of the Xue family, and his five-star Heavenly Venerable level cultivation will not be too inferior even if he is compared with Nalan Wushuang.

What made Nalan Wushuang slightly flustered was that in the last clan elders' meeting, Xueyin was still a firm main battle card, and after only a few days of hard work, he changed his position.

This is definitely not a good sign.

"Patriarch, I'm sorry!" Xue Yin's eyes flashed with guilt as she looked at Nalan Wushuang, but she continued, "For the sake of the race, you can only sacrifice Feixue!"

"Boom-" A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and as soon as Xue Yin's words fell, there was a commotion in the main hall.

In the face of an invincible opponent, in order to preserve the race, there are not a few clan elders who choose to sacrifice Nalan Feixue, but it is the first time that Xue Yin wants to say it in front of the patriarch Nalan Wushuang and the holy daughter Nalan Feixue.

If such words come out, it is tantamount to breaking with the patriarch and the holy woman, and there is no room for relaxation.

In the midst of the discussions, the protagonist Nalan Feixue had his eyes slightly closed, and he couldn't see any expression on his face, as if what everyone said had nothing to do with him at all.

However, Nalan Wushuang instantly rushed to the crown angrily.

"Xue Yin, when did you become a soft bone?!" Nalan Wushuang spoke without mercy, "Also, you are a bastard logic!"

"Let's not talk about whether it is useful to agree to the marriage, just sacrificing the holy daughter of our Ice Clan to grovel and beg the other party to put down the butcher's knife for the time being, this is to lose the face of our Ice Clan!"

"If we really do this, we will become the biggest joke in the Endless Star Sea, how can we have the face to stand again?!"

The Holy Maiden is one of the most noble people in the Ice Clan, and her status is second only to the current Patriarch, even if it is the three Supreme Elders, she is only on par with the status of the Holy Maiden.

Sending the Holy Maiden to the bed of the enemy who does not share the sky, in order to pray for a moment of peace, not only will the Ice Clan no longer have the face to gain a foothold in the Endless Star Sea, but it will also chill the hearts of countless people, and there will be no talk about racial cohesion in the future.

Alive, but also the walking dead, in name only.

was scolded and even humiliated by Nalan Wushuang in person, but Xue Yin did not open his mouth to refute, and the shame on his face became more and more vigorous.

But after thinking of the compromise, the tempting conditions promised by Bing Xiang, plus the worry about the future of the Ice Clan, Xue Yin still chose to deal with it silently.

Silence is wordless persistence.

"Nalan Wushuang, it's not right for you to say that!" When the atmosphere was particularly delicate, Bing Xiang's voice sounded "at the right time", "For the sake of the race, everything can be sacrificed, so why not sacrifice Feixue?"

"At the critical juncture of the survival of the entire race, what kind of face do you have to give me! If my clan really died because of refusal to marry, can you afford this responsibility?!"

Bing Xiang's words were righteous and awe-inspiring, and his tone was full of worries about the future of the race, and he was completely willing to carry his infamy for the sake of the race.

But Nalan Wushuang couldn't see this face the most, and he knew Bingxiang's true intentions, so he couldn't help but scold directly.

"Bingxiang, did you forget to take your medicine when you went out, you can't see such a simple truth!" Nalan Wushuang's eyes breathed fire, and his voice contained strong willpower, "Jiang Wuya's marriage to Feixue is just a pretense, his true intention is the inheritance and treasure left by the 'Ice and Snow God King'!"

"As a direct descendant of the 'Ice and Snow God King', how can you be so shameless, you really have lost the face of the mighty!"

The "Ice and Snow God King" is the only "legendary" powerful person in the history of the Ice Clan, and he has supreme prestige in the Ice Clan, when Nalan Wushuang mentioned this name, not only some of the elders of the Ice Clan here, but also Bing Xiang himself, his face couldn't help but flash a trace of strangeness.

Think back then, when the "Ice and Snow God King" was alive, what a scenery the Ice Clan was, not to mention the so-called first-class strong clans such as the Jing Clan, the Wu Clan, the Necromantic Clan, etc., all of them were in awe of the Ice Clan, and even the four peak races were extremely polite to the Ice Clan, and there was no shelf of the peak race.

As a descendant of the "Ice and Snow God King", how can he not be ashamed of himself if he wants to sacrifice the saint in exchange for temporary peace now!

"This is also for our Ice Clan!" Bing Xiang was short of words for a while, and simply pulled out the racial righteousness again, "Just sacrificing Nalan Feixue alone can make the Ice Clan avoid the catastrophe of extermination, why not?!"

"Damn, old woman, you still talk about race, you want to marry yourself!" Looking at Bingxiang's dead face, Nalan Wushuang finally restrained his desire to beat her violently.

"If I marry, I will marry!" Bing Xiang is also a character, and his words are categorical, "If Jiang Wuya can take a fancy to me, you don't need to say it, for the sake of the race, I will take the initiative to marry, how can I grind and chirp like you!"

Bing Xiang's words were really strong, not only the many clan elders present were dumbfounded, but even the angry Nalan Wushuang was stunned by her for a while, and he was speechless.

If a person is cheap, he is invincible, and like Bingxiang, he doesn't care about his face at all, and Nalan Wushuang doesn't know how to deal with it.

"Stop talking nonsense!" The wrinkles on Bingxiang's face seemed to be more profound, and the words he said became tougher, "Why we held this clan elder meeting, everyone knows it!"

"I propose that the voting begin immediately. ”

"Two things - first, vote on the marriage of the Holy Maiden Nalan Feixue, and second, vote to depose the position of Nalan Wushuang Patriarch!"

After some careful "operation", Bingxiang is now fearless, she has full confidence, if she starts voting now, whether Nalan Wushuang's position as patriarch will be deposed Bingxiang is not too sure, but marrying Nalan Feixue and then re-establishing the saint is definitely nine out of ten.

In the previous clan elder association, the clan elders who agreed to marry to avoid disasters were already in the majority, but now among the three great elders, in addition to himself, the other two great elders are also inclined to agree to the marriage.

In this way, even if Nalan Wushuang's ten votes are added, and Nalan Feixue's own eight votes, it will definitely not be able to shake the final result.

There was chaos in the hall, and there was no longer the delicate situation just now, once the skin was torn, the rest was actually simple.

As the biggest protagonist of "Marriage", Nalan Feixue sat quietly from beginning to end, as if it had nothing to do with this matter.

As the saintess of the Ice Clan, she was forced to marry in public by her own people, and Nalan Feixue's eyes were full of ridicule.