In the distant ice field, a sturdy figure sat on the Ice Throne, and an ice bow shimmered with dazzling brilliance.

This is the King of Bingyi, one of the kings of Lingkui.

Thousands of years ago, all the kings of the Lingkui clan fell, but the King of Bingyi fled to the extreme north of the world and froze himself in the 10,000-year-old Xuan Ice before he was lucky enough to survive.

Opposite the King of Ice Yi stood a woman in red, her eyes were red, her skin was like congealed cream, and the blood cherry mark between her eyebrows shone with a bewitching light.

Scarlet Sakura!

The Scarlet Cherry Blossom Queen, who originally entered the Lonely Sky Tower in Nanzhou Mansion, why did she appear in the distant Ice Field?

After returning to the Lingkui Ancestral Land through the passage of the Lonely Sky Tower, Scarlet Sakura spent two months practicing again. Let your cultivation be restored to the realm of the Ten Rank Grandmaster.

After crossing this hurdle, it will be easier to gradually resume cultivation in the future.

There is more than one passage to the human world in the Lingkui Ancestral Land, and there is also another passage in the Ten Thousand Miles Ice Fields in the Far North.

As a result, Scarlet Sakura crossed hundreds of thousands of miles in the Lingkui Ancestral Land before finding the entrance to this passage.

King Bingyi looked at Scarlet Sakura and said, "Do you still want to go back to the world?" ”

This is the first time in thousands of years that the King of Ice Yi has seen the king of his kind. He didn't want the other person to leave.

Scarlet Sakura said, "This king promised her to go and find that Terran boy. She kept her promise and let the king return to his ancestral land. This king will not deceive her. ”

King Bingyi looked at the scarlet cherry blossom on Li Wantong's face and reminded, "They are Terrans. Sooner or later, they will all become enemies. ”

Scarlet Sakura was silent for a moment, and walked towards the edge of the ice field. "When that day comes, the king will return."

King Bingyi shook his head helplessly, took a sip of the world's fine wine, and exhaled a white cold breath from his mouth.

"The world... It's a really good wine. ”

......

Within seven days, an empty tomb stood in the stele forest of the ancestors of the Shenyin Pavilion.

Green smoke fills the air, and paper money flies.

The spirit banner stood in front of the grave, fluttering in the wind.

Yan Yi was very strange in her heart, and whispered to Yu Zhi beside her: "When my mother wakes up, if I know that you have a funeral for her, I will have to kill you." ”

Yu Zhi shrank his head and smiled wryly: "This is an expedient measure. When the time comes, you'll have to say nice things for me. ”

Yan Yi sighed and said again: "Let's get through this tribulation first." I don't know if my mother will wake up. ”

For seven days, everyone still did not find any trace of Li Haomiao.

Now, the people of the Divine Hidden Pavilion have to face the parting.

The coffin was buried in the ground, and the disciples of the Shenyin Pavilion had not yet changed their mourning clothes, and Cangshan had already displayed soldiers at the foot of the Shenyin Pavilion Mountain.

"Are you in such a hurry?" Yu Zhi stared at the crowd at the bottom of the mountain.

There are not only disciples of Cangshan under the mountain, but also sects that return to Cangshan.

White Flame Valley is also impressively listed.

Zong Linyue looked at the Battle Mad Lion and Xiong Kui, and felt bad in her heart.

She knew that if it weren't for the sake of saving the lives of the sect's disciples, how could she return to Cangshan with the temper of the fighting mad lion

Cang Bili was suspended in mid-air, like a heavenly god looking down on the people in the Divine Hidden Pavilion.

"The mourning period has passed, Cangshan will dominate the rivers and lakes in the north, and the Shenyin Pavilion will surrender, or destroy the door!"

The voice of parting echoed in the air, full of unquestionable power.

The fisherman and woodcutter glared at the sky.

Yan Yi took off her mourning clothes, jumped up, and stood on the highest attic on the top of the Shenyin Pavilion Mountain.

Yan Yi, who opened the seventh grade of the monument, did not have any fear, Tsing Yi flew in the wind, and her long hair danced in the wind.

"The Divine Hidden Pavilion belongs, in today's battle, I'd rather die than surrender!"

"Avenge the Pavilion Master, kill!"

When the words fell, the disciples in the mountains suddenly burst out with a burst of shouts of killing that rushed to the sky.

The Divine Hidden Pavilion has never been a weak sect.

To be able to become the first sect in the northern rivers and lakes, there must be a fearless blood from top to bottom.

The fisherman and the woodcutter stood on top of the attic, and their true qi surged, urging the divine hidden order.

Hundreds of years of sect luck is like a volcanic eruption, turning into a colorful glow and erupting out.

"Disciple of the Divine Hidden Pavilion, today I will use the luck of the sect to fight, and ask the ancestors of the past dynasties to help me and kill the enemies who come to attack!"

Colorful rays of light overflowed, turning into countless streamers and condensing on the bodies of woodcutters and fishermen.

In an instant, the aura of the two of them rose steadily, and their figures rose into the air.

With the blessing of hundreds of years of sect luck, the two of them have the combat power of a ten-rank grandmaster at the same time.

The two of them were originally great cultivators at the peak of the Nine Grades of the Monument, although they were old and had never taken the last step, they could also be dominant in the martial arts.

Once, Cang Bieli was able to use Cangshan luck to fight against Li Haomiao.

Today, the fisherman and the woodcutter are also able to use the luck of the Divine Hidden Pavilion for hundreds of years to fight against the cang.

Cang Beili looked at this scene, and there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes.

The woman he loved so much had passed away, and there was nothing left in this Divine Hidden Pavilion that was worth a glance at him.

If you don't surrender, you will die.

"Come on! World War I! ”

Cang Beili took the long sword out of the sheath in his hand, stirring up the wind and clouds.

After becoming a ten-rank grandmaster, Cang Bieli's sword path went to another level.

This is not a pseudo-grandmaster blessed by the power of the night ghost, but a real ten-rank grandmaster.

This is a qualitative change.

A fishing rod threw out the line, and the slender fishing line made a few turns in the air and flew towards Cangbei.

The fisherman fishes, and the willing takes the bait.

The woodcutter took the woodcutter and rushed forward.

The worn-out woodcutter didn't look sharp, but the light of the blade was enough to flatten a peak.

The two of them parted in the air, and the battle under the mountain was about to begin.

Zong Linyue was embarrassed in her heart, she was the senior brother of her master in Cangshan's camp, how could she do it.

Also embarrassed was Ling Ziyue, when she saw Cang Bieli using the power of the night ghost, she already knew in her heart that the people in Cangshan could cultivate to a great increase, and there must be a reason for the night ghost.

But now, which side should she be on?

Swinging a knife at the Cangshan disciples?

Yan Yi appeared at the foot of the mountain and appeared in front of Cangjin and others.

In addition to the fisherman and woodcutter, the great cultivators of the Nine Grades of the Divine Hidden Pavilion are only Yan Duyan.

It's just that Yan Duyan is still in a coma now.

To face Cangjin, the great cultivators who have stepped into the Nine Grades of the Open Monument, the combat power of the Divine Hidden Pavilion is stretched.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, your two worshippers borrowed it?" Yu Zhi said.

Xiao Jingyao stood on the top of the mountain of the Divine Hidden Pavilion, looking at everything in front of him indifferently.

"The two of you, act on Yu Zhi's orders today."

One of them said worriedly, "But Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, your safety..."

Xiao Jingyao smiled and said, "If the Divine Hidden Pavilion is defeated, this palace will not be able to escape. So, please do your best. ”

"Obey the Prince's orders." Both of them spoke at the same time.

Yu Zhi took the two royal family offerings down the mountain.

But under the mountain, in addition to Cangshan, there are also great cultivators of other sects, and it is definitely not these two royal family worshippers who can stop it.

The disparity in strength made people desperate, so that many disciples of the Divine Hidden Pavilion could only hold the belief of death and use their lives to stop each other.

The Great Array of Protectors of the Divine Hidden Pavilion has been opened, and there are countless maze formations in the Great Array.

On weekdays, only the Lost Array Protector Sect requires very few resources, but once the Sect Protector Array is opened, one hour is enough to consume a year's income of the Divine Hidden Pavilion.

Yan Yi stood in front of the formation, looking at Cangjin and the others.

"If you want to die, come in!"

The Qimen Dunjia of the Shenyin Pavilion is famous, and many sects want to get the guidance of the Shenyin Pavilion to build a great array to protect the sect.

Cangjin's eyes hesitated, even if he was already a great cultivator of the Nine Grades of the Open Tablet, he was also afraid of the Great Sect Protector Array of the Divine Hidden Pavilion.

In the history of the 100,000 Great Mountains, there were not a few great cultivators who died in the Divine Hidden Pavilion Array.

There are always some people who don't open their eyes and want to try the water, but they drown themselves.

Cangjin opened his mouth and said, "Battle Valley Lord, this battle is led by you White Flame Valley. ”

How could the Battle Madness Lion not know Cangjin's thoughts, and sneered in his heart.

If you want us to be cannon fodder in White Flame Valley, let's go in a dream!

The Battle Mad Lion didn't squint, and said leisurely: "Elder Cangjin, your disciples in the White Flame Valley are all injured, and their strength is not as strong as your Cangshan disciples, so you should go first." ”

Cangjin laughed and threatened, "Battle Valley Lord, don't forget that your White Flame Valley has been surrendered. All actions must obey my Cangshan's orders! ”

"Hmph, submission is not death. Everyone knows the power of the Divine Hidden Pavilion Great Array. If you let our disciples of White Flame Valley go to their deaths, it is better to directly destroy our White Flame Valley. The Battle Lion said.

is also death, and the Battle Mad Lion would rather lead the disciples of the White Flame Valley to fight Cangshan than be used by others and sent to death in vain.

"Don't forget. You people in the Valley of the White Flame have been poisoned. Cangjin said, "If you don't obey, you will die at any time!" ”

In order to be able to control these sects that returned to him, Cang Bieli poisoned them all.

A strange poison lurks in everyone's bodies, and even the Great Cultivation cannot force out this poison.

When the battle mad lion heard this, his face turned pale.

Controlled by others, I had to bow my head.

"Old Bear, you come in with me. The disciples must not be allowed to take risks. The Battle Lion said in a deep voice.

Xiong Kui nodded and answered.

This grievance and discomfort must also be endured!

The Battle Mad Lion had just stepped into the formation, but he heard Cangjin smile maliciously: "Battle Valley Lord, I'm afraid the two of you are not enough to find out the details of the big array, so let the disciples go first!" ”

As he spoke, Cangjin urged his true qi.

Several elite disciples of the White Flame Valley flew into the Great Array of the Divine Hidden Pavilion.

The Battle Lion roared in anger and pounced on the formation. He wanted to rescue these disciples before they were trapped in the array.

Xiong Kui glared at Cangjin and said angrily: "His grandmother's, Lao Tzu tore you alive!" ”

Cangjin sneered, and his heart moved.

Xiong Kui knelt on the ground in pain, and a trace of black mist appeared on his body, corroding his tempered body.

"Cangjin, you Cangshan...... Come to a sticky end! ”

Cangjin sneered: "Cangshan dominates the northern border, and it is you who will not die well!" They are all obedient to Cangshan, and they are so arrogant. You are nothing but a dog in the eyes of Cangshan. If you want to live, you will live, and if you want you to die, you will die! ”

"To be a dog, you must have the consciousness of being a dog! Be obedient! ”

Cangjin's words were not only for Xiong Kui, but also for the other sects of Cangshan that had returned to these shames.

They bowed their heads in humiliation and became lost dogs.

Endless humiliation awaits them.