Chapter 710

The old patriarch of the North Plains Snow Clan looked extremely sad, and tears flowed down his face, as if he had vented all the depression in his heart for so many years. Bayi Middle School?? Wenwang?? ww?w．８１zw．com

When Xiao Chao heard this, he couldn't help but be moved.

Because it's totally a racial tragedy.

"Yue'er actually took advantage of my unpreparedness to get the Beiyuan Divine Decree that I sealed, and also got the inheritance, so what can I do?"

The old patriarch of the Northern Plains Snow Clan.

"That'...... That can't kill her, and if you don't get to the last step, maybe there's a way!"

Beiluo Martial God shouted, but even on his face, there was a hint of hesitation.

After all, the other party is an ancient martial god, and an incarnation created the entire Northern Plains Snow Clan, like a dragon clan, and it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to crack his back hand.

Of course I didn't want to kill her.

"You're saying too simply, but ask yourself, is it really possible?

And you can be patient and find a way.

But, but I'm the patriarch of the Kitahara Snow Clan!

The Northern Plains Snow Clan, so many predecessors of the demon gods, for the sake of the Northern Plains Snow Clan, the courtyard is scattered and the clansmen are protected. Can I destroy the Northern Plains Snow Clan for the sake of my daughter!"

The old patriarch of the Snow Clan of the Northern Plains wept bitterly.

Having said this, the Beiluo Martial God was also completely silent.

Now, he finally knew the difficulties and pains of the old patriarch of the Northern Plains Snow Clan.

"It's me, it's me who hurt Yue'er, if it weren't for me to break through the realm of the Martial God, Yue'er wouldn't go back and go against the rules of the Beiyuan Snow Clan, and try every means to steal the Beiyuan Divine Order, there would be no follow-up!"

In the end, the Beiluo Martial God could only blame himself.

"That's it, this qiē is just providence!"

The old patriarch of the Beiyuan Snow Clan saw the appearance of the Beiluo Martial God, and instead began to persuade his Beiluo Martial God to come.

The Beiluo Martial God calmed down a little, but his expression was still sad.

"This time, I have something to ask you!"

The old patriarch of the Northern Plains Snow Clan.

"What's the matter?"

Beiluo Martial God asked.

"Within this Northern Plains Divine Order, there is still the blood of the demon god zài, sealed in the Northern Plains Snow Clan, which is a scourge, so I want to transfer it to you and let you seal him for me.

But don't worry, the demon god blood within this Northern Plains Divine Decree will only take effect on my Northern Plains Snow Clan, and it will not endanger the disciples of the Northern Fall Sect!"

The old patriarch of the Snow Clan in the northern plains said.

"Let me keep watch!"

The Beiluo Martial God glanced at the Beiyuan Divine Order, and the look in his eyes was very complicated.

Without the Kitahara Divine Order, he would not be able to comprehend the supreme mind of the Kitahara Snow Clan within the Kitahara Divine Order, and he would not be able to become a martial god.

However, if it weren't for the Northern Plains Divine Order, Blue Moon wouldn't have died.

Therefore, the Beiluo Martial God loves and hates this Beiyuan Divine Order.

"Why don't you just seal the Northern Plains Divine Order into the deep sea, or in a deep mountain, so that it will never have a chance to appear, then wouldn't it!"

Beiluo Martial God questioned.

"No, I can't. “

The old patriarch of the Northern Plains Snow Clan shook his head.

"Although the Beiyuan Divine Order is hastily controlled, it is a venerable weapon, and it also incorporates a lot of martial god blood essence, and the breath is amazing, which is extremely tempting for the demon clan and humans, and the deep sea and mountains can't hide it.

And with our strength, we can't seal the Northern Plains Divine Order, so we can only let the patriarchs of the past generations collect it and guard it carefully.

But after a long and wise man, now I think that the Northern Plains Divine Order cannot be placed in the Northern Plains Snow Clan.

I believe in you, so I want you to keep it!"

The old patriarch of the Snow Clan replied.

After hesitating for a long time, in the end, the Beiluo Martial God still grabbed the Beiyuan Divine Order, and said: "Okay, the Beiyuan Snow Clan is Yue'er's race, for Yue'er's sake, I am willing to guard the Beiyuan Divine Order!"

"That's good!"

The old patriarch of the Snow Clan in the Northern Plains breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, the Northern Plains Snow Clan has lasted for 90,000 years, but if you think about it, it will be difficult for my Northern Fall Master to continue for 10,000 years, and at that time, if the Northern Plains Divine Order is lost......"

Beiluo Martial God hesitated.

"Don't worry, when your Beiluo Master Gate is about to perish, you can come to my Beiyuan Snow Clan.

I have already explained, in the future, as long as the Beiluo Shimen comes with the Beiyuan Divine Order, the Beiyuan Snow Clan will definitely do their best to rebuild the Beiluo Shimen!"

The old patriarch of the North Plains Snow Clan assured.

"Is that so?"

Beiluo Martial God listened and nodded.

Guarding the Northern Plains Divine Order for the Northern Plains Snow Clan can protect the beloved people's clan, and at the same time, it can also leave a glimmer of life for the sect that he has worked so hard to create, which is indeed a matter of killing two birds with one stone.

"Okay, then it's a deal!"

Beiluo Martial God agreed, and then realized, now the Beiyuan Divine Order is really strange, and it can't be put into the storage bag, so it can only be guarded against closely.

Seeing that the Beiluo Martial God put away the Beiyuan Divine Order, the old patriarch of the Beiyuan Snow Clan finally let go of a big stone in his heart, and then, he slowly walked between the ice coffins, and watched the blue moon in the ice coffin with great pity.

"Ah Yue, it's all Dad's fault, but Dad has to do it......"

The old patriarch of the Northern Plains Snow Clan muttered to himself.

After a long time, the old patriarch of the Northern Plains Snow Clan's expression suddenly changed, and finally slapped his palm towards Lan Yue's body.

This change surprised Xiao Chao.

The Beiluo Martial God was obviously also taken aback, but the Beiluo Martial God was already in the realm of the dignified Martial God, even if it was abrupt, but it still easily stopped the blue moon.

"What are you doing?"

The Beiluo Martial God roared angrily.

"Yue'er dies with her, but which drop of blood has been integrated into her body, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles if you keep it!"

The old patriarch of the Snow Clan in the northern plains said.

"You've killed your own daughter with your own hands, don't you even leave her a complete corpse now!"

Beiluo Martial God asked.

The old patriarch of the Northern Plains Snow Clan had a body for a while, and his face showed a look of painful struggle, obviously fighting between heaven and man, and fighting ideas.

Under the struggle of such thoughts, I saw his expression change continuously.

Not long after, he suddenly snorted and spurted out a large mouthful of blue blood, and then the true qi on his body suddenly spread out, quickly spilling into the nearby space.

The old patriarch of the Snow Clan in the Northern Plains killed his own daughter, and the most important thing is that he has nothing to love, and he doesn't want to live anymore, so he lets the demon grow and ignores it.

Now, he is at war again, his thoughts are flying, and he finally can't control it, he completely goes mad, and the demonic power in his body completely collapses.

On the side, the Beiluo Martial God was shocked and hurriedly came over for treatment, but the old patriarch of the Beiyuan Snow Clan didn't want to live anymore, and in the end, the treatment was ineffective, and he died soon after.

In this way, the picture is terminated.

"Unexpectedly, in the end, it was actually such a result, the patriarch of the dignified Northern Plains Snow Clan, who was as fast as the realm of demon gods with one foot, actually died like this!"

When Xiao Chao saw this, he couldn't help but show regret.

"The old patriarch of the Northern Plains Snow Clan is dead, and it seems that the body of the little princess has also been preserved!"

Xiao Chao glanced at the ice coffin again.

The remnants of the old patriarch of the Beiyuan Snow Clan dissipated, and the remnants of the Beiluo Martial God affectionately climbing on top of the ice coffin appeared again in the ice hall.