And Yang Hao Huo Ran appeared behind them, the black and white under his feet were mixed, and five brilliant beams of light were about to erupt, only to see five condensed figures standing side by side with him, looking exactly the same as him, except for the different lights flashing in their eyes, and then they slapped a palm at the same time, gathered together, and the bright light pushed the four water spirits to crash into the invisible wall.

"Bang"

"Poof"

Under the huge force of the sky, the four figures exploded in an instant, waves rippled in the air, and the sound of a waterfall smashing to the ground sounded, and Yang Hao suddenly felt that the air that was out of place in the outside world entered here.

He knew that the invisible wall that had been haunting him for a long time was gone, and just as he was about to leave, he suddenly turned around and clenched his fist at the cave, and then disappeared into a remnant.

Yang Hao's figure kept flickering closer and closer to the building he saw, and an hour later, he had appeared next to the building, and he looked up, the walls formed by thick ice exuded an astonishing cold.

In front of him, there was a cold ice gate the size of a zhang, thick and majestic, which was even harder than the ice wall he had broken when he first came in, and even Yang Hao couldn't help but smash his tongue with such a hand.

His palm was gently pressed on the cold ice door, the groove was as smooth as jade, there seemed to be no change for thousands of years, the cold touch made his heart tremble, but after a short period of stagnation, Yang Hao finally pushed open the cold door.

"Buzz"

Yang Hao's vision looked into the hall through the crack in the door, and when the scene inside was presented in his field of vision, even the others couldn't help but take a deep breath of cold air.

What he saw was not an innumerable number of sharp weapons, nor high-grade elixirs, nor secret arts, but a living world, but all living beings in this world were represented in the form of ice sculptures.

Birds and beasts, mountains and rivers are all in it, although they are all lifeless ice sculptures but extremely realistic, Yang Hao looked at the scene like a cold ice world, his heart was extremely shocked, and at the same time there was a trace of ominous premonition in his heart, he deliberately slowed down his pace, looking at these ice sculptures lifelike, it is enough to see the ingenuity of the carver.

Although these sculptures are realistic and expressive, Yang Hao has an inexplicable emotion in his heart, and the longer he looks at it, the stronger this emotion becomes.

"Grief"

"That's right, it's sad indeed"

He didn't know where this sadness came from, but he could really sense that all the creatures in this ice sculpture world contained an indescribable sadness.

His heart trembled slightly, but for some reason he was able to resonate with this emotion, and he continued to walk down the passage.

On the wall made of ice, there are murals carved one after another, Yang Hao carefully observed, after half a day of comparison and thinking, he understood that this is a depiction of the daily life of a tribe.

Seeing that their clothing decoration is not all in this era, but Yang Hao found a little familiar taste in its style, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, he finally understood that the kind of clothing he had seen there was somewhat similar to what Luo Yu and Luo Zhong were wearing.

Seeing this, he immediately connected all this, this turned out to be a picture scroll depicting the daily life of the ancient ice clan, the form of the characters, the appearance of the gods were lifelike, everything seemed to be in reality.

The mural introduces the Ice Clan in ancient times, no, or should we call them a country, where young boys and girls are carefree and concentrate on cultivation, men are responsible for guarding all this beauty, and women are blessed with their homes, and their yellow hair hangs down and they are happy.

Among them, the most conspicuous is a pair of talented young men and women, according to the information presented by the mural, they met on a trip, and then stayed together in danger, never gave up helping each other, and finally had a good impression of each other, rubbing out the spark of love.

The girl is graceful, the man is heroic, this seems to be the most attached pair in God, Yang Hao saw all this for some reason but his eyes were a little sour, maybe it was the sadness in this mural.

However, their beauty did not end, and after the trip, the man returned to his home with the girl.

Then the next scene appears the domineering young man who still wears the crown, he turns out to be the crown prince of the country, and this girl is flattered, she seems to have become the most jealous woman in the country.

Everything between them fell into place, without any obstacles and difficulties, as if all this was what they deserved, and they were even happier after marriage.

This pair of heroes and heroines should have been the darlings of this world, but when the dream came true, the prince would rain and blow the wind, and suddenly one day, the whole sky seemed to collapse, Yang Hao's gaze at the mural couldn't help shrinking, he could feel it, even the person who carved the mural couldn't help but tremble and be frightened at the moment.

However, the mural is gone here, the author seems to be unwilling to recall this past, he seems to just want to keep the beauty, Yang Hao can't help but feel a little lost.

When his gaze continued to look forward, he found the broken mural on the wall not far away again, but at this moment, the male and female protagonists who appeared before were no longer the calm and mature that had been replaced by a slight frivolity before, and he was wearing the clothes of the king of a country, and the women were less youthful and more charming.

At this moment, the black clouds pressed down on the city, even Yang Hao could feel the nervousness of the man at that time, and the oppression emanating from the black clouds made him breathless.

The next moment the scene changed, men and women and some high-level demon beasts all participated in the battle in order to defend their homeland, just like any tragic story, in the end, the woman blocked the fatal blow for the man, and the whole country was full of corpses, among which Yang Hao noticed that there was a corpse of hundreds of feet of ice tarantula next to the man, and the woman finally died in the arms of the man who roared out of control with grief, and the arrival of reinforcements saved the man's life.

When he saw this, Yang Hao's heart, which had been polished as hard as iron for so many years, couldn't help but tremble, how could this scene be familiar.

At this moment he understood that this was not a relic at all, but a cemetery, a cemetery that the man had built for his wife.

Yang Hao's footsteps were a little hesitant at this time, when he learned the source, he didn't know if he should continue to enter, since it was a cemetery, naturally in order to prevent others from entering, there must be a lot of murder inside, but the Water Mirror Spirit Cave was recommended by the White Tiger Emperor, maybe it was his last chance to condense the Water Xuandan, no matter what, he had to fight hard, since he had made up his mind, he walked calmly and swept inside.

On the other three sides of the palace, two other men and one woman pushed open the gate of the palace, Yang Hao's hurried footsteps stopped abruptly, his face couldn't help but twitch, and a stone tablet several meters in size stood in the middle of the passage.

"The tomb of my wife, not my descendants, the trespasser will die!"

The twelve big characters dragon flying phoenix dance was majestic with a touch of sadness, and the words revealed Sen Han's killing intent, he thought for a moment, and the ghostly figure disappeared here like a ghost.

As Yang Hao deepened, the oppression of the entire Cold Ice Palace was so dense that almost every step Yang Hao took later, the earth seemed to be emitting a roar.

However, his body surface is radiant and extremely gorgeous, it is the continuous conversion of these mysterious powers that makes Yang Hao feel a little better, but what really makes him feel a lot more relaxed is the Xuan Pagoda in his storage bag that is glowing blue, it is also nine layers, but it is not as simple and heavy as the Nine Heavens in Yang Hao's body.

However, it exudes a sharp smell, Yang Hao has been getting it for some days, no matter how he tried it before, there was no response, until a few days ago, after Yang Hao entered the Water Mirror Spirit Cave, its abnormality revealed a sharp kick.

Yang Hao's heart was slightly impatient, although he didn't understand the purpose of this Xuan Pagoda and its origin, but he vaguely felt that it was very important.

Suddenly, Yang Hao's back was covered with a chill, and the hairs around his body instantly stood upside down, and the next moment, an ice-blue vortex tilted above the palace building, turning abruptly, facing the top of Yang Hao's head in the palace, and in less than a moment, a glacier was formed in front of him.

The air in the entire palace became uneasy because of the arrival of the glacier, and the endless coercion swept overwhelmed, and the ice under Yang Hao's feet broke inch by inch, and at this time, the cold air floated, and a vague figure quietly appeared from the glacier.

The corners of Yang Hao's eyes tightened, and the moment the figure appeared, his legs, which were originally like lead, were not controlled by his heart, and they were stuck in place like an awl and could not move, Yang Hao was shocked in his heart, and after a while, a clear outline was completely condensed.

After Yang Hao saw his face clearly, he subconsciously exclaimed: "Ice Emperor"