The jade wall of the ice palace is brilliant, the bursts of divine light are brilliant and dazzling, and hundreds of magnificent rare pearls are regularly arranged in the dome of the palace, exuding a bright and quiet light. The old man casually raised a jade case and pointed at Zhao Qing with one hand.

Although Zhao Qing didn't know what the old man meant by bringing him into this hall, he also understood that the old man was not hostile to him, so he immediately returned the salute and said, "Senior is polite, you are the master of this place, please take a seat first." ”

The old man smiled and said: "Don't be rigid about these etiquettes, the people in our demon clan act quickly and neatly, not as much red tape as your human race, my story is a long story, you should sit down and listen to me slowly, I don't know if I will persist in this cruel life until this story is finished." ”

The old man's face was a faint gray color, and the vitality in his eyes was gradually weakening with each breath, like a faint flame swaying in the wind, which could be blown out anytime and anywhere.

"It's still a little boring to listen to this, but fortunately, my brother's good wine, I still have a little here, if you don't mind, let's drink and listen to the story." The old man didn't immediately tell the past in his heart, but took out the wine gourd that Yunfeng gave him earlier.

Zhao Qingwan, looking at this familiar thing, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked: "Senior, I actually forgot the most important thing, what happened to the old man in the red shirt?"

The old man waved his hand and said, "If you die, you will kill yourself if you do many injustices." ”

"It's dead!" Zhao Qing's hanging heart let go again, he didn't want to be remembered by a half-step demon king, that was equivalent to putting a bomb outside at any time, unless he didn't leave the sect for half a step in his life, otherwise once he went out, this half-step demon king would be killed, and before the day when his cultivation could contend with, Zhao Qing could kill him at any time. The death of the old man in the red shirt is undoubtedly the biggest good news for Zhao Qing.

However, Zhao Qing immediately wondered again, when the old man already had old injuries in his body, and his strength would definitely not reach the peak of the past, how could he kill a half-step demon king of the same realm as him, could it be that the old man still had a trick to press the bottom of the box.

The old man seemed to see what Zhao Qing was thinking, and said: "I didn't kill him, in fact, I don't know who killed him, but he really died in front of me, maybe this is the cycle of heaven, the so-called retribution." "At that moment, how the old man took advantage of the negligence of the old man in the red shirt to successfully sneak attack and make him fall into serious injuries, and how the other party relied on a wisp of dragon qi to repair his serious injuries, and finally when he was about to kill the killer, he suddenly fell down, all of them said to Zhao Qing carefully.

When he heard that there was a wisp of dragon qi in the body of the red-shirted old man, Zhao Qing's heart was shocked, his thoughts fluctuated, and he thought of the golden dragon arrow piercing into his body before, and then he found out about the dragon ball in his body, and said to himself: "It can't be that wisp of dragon breath that awakens the dragon ball in the depths of my soul, right?"

Listening to the old man's words, when he found that the countless tiny golden lights that appeared after the old man's body collapsed were actually coming towards the cold pool, Zhao Qing was even more sure that the awakening of the dragon ball in his body was related to the wisp of dragon energy of the old man in the red shirt.

Zhao Qing analyzed all of this in a compact manner, and a strange thought gradually rose in his heart: "Could the old man in red shirt finally be attracted by the dragon ball in my body because of the dragon qi absorbed in his body, which led to his sudden death." After combing it over and over again, Zhao Qing became more and more sure of the possible surname of this speculation, but this speculation was too shocking to say, and I am afraid that the old man may not believe it.

Unless you bring out the dragon ball in your body, but the key is that the dragon ball is firmly occupied in the depths of Zhao Qing's soul, this place that outsiders can't see, who will believe it without evidence?

Moreover, before Zhao Qing knew what was going on with the Dragon Ball in his body, he didn't plan to talk about it, this was a more fatal hidden danger, and the fewer people who knew about it, the better.

Although the thoughts in his heart fluctuated, and the connections were almost analyzed, Zhao Qing still had to pretend to be surprised by the violent death of the old man in the red shirt on his face. However, since the old man in the red shirt is dead, how did he die, this has nothing to do with Zhao Qing, anyway, he is dead, no matter how he dies, he will die.

"It's strange to say, I've already explored every corner of Hantan, but I still haven't found the dragon qi that escaped at the last moment, according to the current situation, it is estimated that it was absorbed by the 'Heavenly Ice Crystal Flame'. ”

"Originally, the dragon qi was infinitely useful, my previous dying body was only able to absorb a trace, there were signs of temporary healing, if I absorbed all the dragon qi at that time, I am afraid that this body injury will also be better, who knows that it was absorbed by the treasure of my clan, it seems that this is the will of heaven, an old life hour has come, and it is really forced. "The old man didn't know that the last burst of dragon qi was also absorbed by Zhao Qing, and he thought that it was absorbed by the 'Heavenly Ice Crystal Flame', although there was a trace of helplessness between his words, but he didn't take it too seriously, it could only be regarded as a sigh.

Zhao Qing's eyes rolled, he smiled awkwardly, hurriedly changed the topic, and said, "Senior, how did you end up with him?"

The old man slowly raised the gourd, stared at the void with his eyes stunned, and said faintly: "This is a very long story, do you know that my Han Yan clan is a branch of that demon clan?"

Zhao Qing nodded and said, "I remember you said, it seems to belong to the Jiao clan!"

"Yes, our Han Yan clan and his Huoyun clan were originally subordinate branches of the Jiao clan, and both of our clans have the blood of the Jiao clan, although the power of the bloodline is not as good as the pure Jiaolong, but we are also two of the ten royal families affiliated to the Jiao clan, although the ten royal families are not harmonious with each other, and they are not convinced by each other, but at least the Jiaohuang is in charge of the entire clan, and nothing major has happened. ”

The old man spoke eloquently, his eyes were blurred, as if he had fallen into a tumultuous memory of the past, and his voice became low.

"This superficial unity and harmony ended one day three hundred years ago, I still remember that it was a gloomy afternoon, when the reigning Jiaohuang urgently summoned the patriarchs of the ten royal families to the Jiaohuang Palace to discuss, and the patriarch of our clan at that time also went, but no one knew what important things they discussed that day. I only knew that when I was on the second day, I found that the Jiaohuang and the ten patriarchs who went to the meeting were gone, and no one knew when they were gone, why they were gone, although the Jiao clan blocked this earth-shattering news at the first time, in order to have some unnecessary disturbances, but there was always a trace of leakage. ”

"I remember that after the news spread to the entire clan, it became out of control, some said that the Jiaohuang and the ten patriarchs were framed, and the enemies who framed them said that they were from other demon clans, and some said that they were from your human race, this kind of voice became louder and louder, and in the end, it was just like the real thing, and the ethnic group at that time was excited, and everyone said that they would crusade against other demon clans. ”

Zhao Qing's brows furrowed when he heard this, and he said calmly: "What a vicious intention, it is to make your clan merge with other demon clans, so that the culprit and the fisherman can benefit, this scheme is really insidious and vicious." ”

The old man nodded and said: "Yes, this is what the culprit meant, but at that time, everyone was carried away by anger, and there were even more ill-intentioned people who contributed to it, which can be described as a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, and the anger of the entire clan was ignited. ”

Raising his head and pouring a sip of wine syrup, the old man handed the gourd to Zhao Qing, and said: " Although there were still many people who had opinions at that time, but because of the face of the imperial concubine, this dissatisfaction was gradually suppressed, but the good times did not last long, after a while, Jiaohuang and several patriarchs did not return, and the rumors sounded again, but this time it was even more outrageous, it was rumored that Jiaohuang was plotting against the ten royal clans, and the ten patriarchs were killed together with foreign clans。 The two royal families who lost their divine weapons almost met the sword soldiers of the Jiao clan. ”

Zhao Qing listened attentively, took a deep breath, and said: "It's terrible, the original purpose of the culprit should be to target the Jiao clan, and this time it can be said that the organs are exhausted." Not only did he sigh at the vicious and unusual intentions of the planners of this series of conspiracies, but he was also worried about the entire Jiao clan and the ten royal clans.

The two sides stalemate for two days, and on the third day, something terrible finally happened, when the patriarch of the Huoyun clan suddenly appeared in front of everyone covered in blood, but with two divine weapons in his hands, this is the lost divine soldier of the town clan of the two clans, he said that the Jiaohuang coveted the ten royal clans for his own selfish desires, and the ten patriarchs were killed by colluding with foreign clans, and several patriarchs who were trapped in the Jedi destroyed their self-cultivation to save half of his surname and escaped. When he returned the lost divine soldiers of the two clans, the two clans were immediately willing to join him and jointly conquer the Jiao clan in order to express their gratitude, at that time, the matter was already a foregone conclusion, and half of the ten royal clans were willing to belong in an instant, and the other half were either suspicious and unwilling to wade into troubled waters and leave the clan alone. ”

What the old man said was really as he expected in his heart, Zhao Qing suddenly "chuckled", and said puzzledly: "Even if the two Zhen clan divine soldiers are returned, then the two clans are willing to joke with the surnames of the entire clan?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said: "You don't understand the meaning of the Zhen clan divine soldiers in our demon clan, non-emperor-level treasures cannot be called Zhen clan divine soldiers, the meaning of the Zhen clan is to suppress the luck of a clan, when it can be called the soldier in the clan, the soldier is wiped out." What's more, our ten royal clans and the Zhen clan gods of the Jiao clan are all handed down from ancient times, and according to legend, they are all refined by the essence blood of Jiao ancestors, and they can even summon a wisp of ancient Jiao ancestor's consciousness to descend when they join forces, and the power is unimaginable. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Qing was shocked again, and almost exclaimed, the eleven Zhen Clan Divine Soldiers are all emperor-level treasures, which can already make people feel shocked, and what is even more terrifying is the second half of the old man's sentence, the eleven divine weapons join forces to urge, and they can summon a wisp of consciousness of the ancient Jiao Ancestor to descend.

The ancestor of a race is the origin of a race, and it is impossible to guess what earth-shattering power it has, and it is amazing that these divine soldiers can actually descend a wisp of consciousness.

The old man looked at Zhao Qing's stunned expression, and said with a smile: "You don't have to be so surprised, your human race is not much inferior to our demon race, although our demon clan is earlier than your human race's inheritance, but now it seems that the heavens want to prosper humanity, and my demon clan has entered the realm of decline." ”

Heaven wants to be humane! Among the human race, it is not much inferior to the demon race! The meaning of the old man's words is vague, and it seems that he is faintly conveying something.