Imperial City Chapter 68

147, the palace master came in person

An Meng carefully felt the martial arts arena where the atmosphere was not quite right, and this inexplicable snowflake seemed to arouse the tendency of the internal energy of the stacked space.

"Could it be that there is some kind of connection between the Xuanbing Palace and the Awakening Technique?" An Meng unconsciously came up with this thought.

It's a pity that the isolation of the square mirror is too strong, and An Meng can't further feel it deeply.

At the same time, Xingliuyun found that the emerald seed in his Yuan Mansion was emitting a flickering light, as if it was resonating with the scene at this moment.

The snowflakes fluttered scattered and scattered, obviously there were only a few pieces, but they did not melt on the ground, and still maintained their original appearance, as if some kind of power was protecting it......

The phoenix winged ice marks around the Black Rock Giant had become more and more obvious, and for such a scene, the war spirit actually chose to remain silent, quietly defending and not making any offensive moves, as if he intended to give Bing Xue Rou enough time to cast the spell.

With such an obvious act of releasing water, I can't understand what he imagined.

Bing Xue Rou's expression became more and more uncalm, and her brows furrowed a few times from time to time, as if she was fighting fiercely against something.

In the audience, a few snowflakes fell on his hands, not only not cold, but there was a strange warmth, staring at this snowflake, his eyes gradually blurred, as if his spiritual sense had fallen into a strange situation, there was something that was deeply attracting him, making him want to stop......

Naturally, the strangeness of the audience could not escape the Dongfang Elder who held the square mirror in his hand, and looked towards the clouds, as if he wanted to see through it the source of this bewitching power.

The sound of the phoenix roared, and Zhikui's heart was about to successfully summon the phantom clone, but at this time, a huge ice-blue crack suddenly appeared above the clouds, as if the sky was shattered!

A strong coercion followed, cold, cold, falling on everyone, the cold instantly transformed the whole body, as if falling into the desperate situation of the glacier polar region, and the groggy consciousness was frozen back in an instant.

With their arms around their bodies, they tried to look up at the great chasm in the clouds, and then they saw the wonder of the scenery that they would never forget.

Surrounded by snow petals, a peerless woman in an ice blue palace dress fell from the sky, smoky, cold and dusty, like a cold plum in the snow, leaving the world independent. Her every move is as perfect as if it were beautiful, indescribably beautiful,

Since the opening of this grand event, there have been many beautiful women, which have attracted many people to comment, Liu Duxue and Bing Xue Rou of Xuanbing Palace, Tian Wenting and Wen Ya of the Ethereal Clan, and Hai Mingyue of the Chuanze Clan...... All of them are the best in the world.

But compared with this woman, they feel a little less tasteful, as if they are not mature enough, and they seem to be lacking in momentum, in short, there is a little bit of a mysterious and mysterious sense of gap.

Everyone present involuntarily put all their hearts and minds into her, facing this goddess who is like falling from the sky, they dare not have the slightest blasphemy, "the years pass by, leaving no trace", which seems to be the truest portrayal of her.

Before reaching the ground, the woman in the palace costume waved her hand, her skirt danced, and the black rock giant and the phantom clone that was gradually taking shape immediately turned into starlight and dissipated, and the ice and snow soft war spirits covered their chests one after another, as if they had been impacted by force majeure.

"This kind of coercion is too Qingjing!" Ming Ya Yuehui muttered to herself.

"In this game, it was my Xuanbing Palace who lost. The cold words like his own quietly came out, seemingly admitting defeat, but they did not lose their momentum at all, but were full of oppressive power.

Saying this lightly, not caring about anything else, the woman waved the hem of her clothes again, and she and Bing Xue Rou turned into snowflakes and slowly dissipated, without a trace.

The sky splits and the snow returns.

This woman is really amazing!

After the crowd completely dissipated, the referee came back to his senses and announced loudly: "In this game, the battle spirit wins!"

After this sound, many viewers came back to their senses, and then began a heated discussion around this amazing woman, "What is her identity? What ?......is her age?"

All the information about her, they are full of ten out of ten curiosity.

Unlike them, the referee had a palpitation at this time, he was the closest, just beside the woman, he felt like an ant, if the woman had malicious intentions towards him, I am afraid that if people waved his hand lightly, his life would be gone, what a terrifying cultivation!

"The one just now, could it be the Lord of the Xuanbing Palace?"

Although with the protective power of the square mirror, the coercion that An Meng felt had been weakened many times, but according to the restrained looks of everyone in the Xuanbing Palace when the woman came just now, he could still guess a thing or two.

"Ting girl still has a little vision. Elder Dongfang said with a smile.

This can be regarded as an admission of An Meng's words in disguise.

"The Palace Master of Xuanbing Palace is so young, isn't it almost more than 100 years old?" Wen Ya said in surprise.

"The heart has no external objects, and it is not moved by disturbances, and the appearance is naturally difficult to be carved by time. Of course, the main thing is to practice well......"

Eh, An Meng and Wen Ya were still listening carefully, but they were directly persuaded by the last sentence, in the final analysis, they still have to rely on cultivation to maintain it.

"Grandpa Dongfang, who is more powerful, you or this palace master?" asked Wen Ya in a low voice.

"What does Xiao Ya'er think?" Elder Dongfang asked with a smile.

"If you don't say it, don't say it......" Wen Ya leaned over to An Meng's side, ignoring her, the mysterious Oriental grandfather.

Looking at the ice blue crack in the sky that was fading away, Elder Dongfang sighed in his heart: The afterlife is terrifying......

Also observing the ice blue rift was the traveling clouds not far away, and at this moment he was thinking about a more profound question.

This place is a mirror space created by the artifact painting square mirror, between the virtual and the real, according to the records of the nameless ancient book, it is difficult to enter and exit freely unless the owner agrees.

Looking at the way the woman in the palace dress entered just now, it was obvious that it didn't look like it was after asking for consent, but the mirror space created by this painted square mirror that can have something to do with the absurdity, is it so easy to break?

This is where Xingliuyun is entangled, is this because the strength of the palace woman is too strong?Or is it that the people of the Ethereal Clan have a relatively low control over this artifact?

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The first half of the semi-finals ended like this, and most of the audience's thoughts were on the woman in palace clothes who fell from the sky, but not many people cared too much about the results of the competition. It's just that they have been inquiring for a long time, but they have not been able to find any useful news.

It stands to reason that a woman with such beauty and strength should not be unknown in Xuanbing Palace, but in the younger generation, she is not right.

Some people even found out about the person who sold the news booklet, and they were so frightened that people wanted to slap him to death, and the palace master of Xuanbing Palace could also talk about it casually?

He definitely can't say anything about this, and he can't even reveal anything from him, no matter how bad the relationship between Xuanbing Palace and Pangenluo is, he can't blatantly mutter about other people's palace masters, not to mention that they are not so bad between them.

However, the little brother who sold the news didn't want to say it, but he really couldn't stand the entanglement of these people, so in desperation, he had to euphemistically reveal that the person was related to the high-level of Xuanbing Palace, don't ask casually......

As for the extent to which they can associate this, and whether there will be any act of death, then there is nothing they can do. I have persuaded everything that should be persuaded, but if you don't listen, what can I do?

Everyone has their own thoughts, and the elders of Xuanbing Palace were slightly relieved to see that the palace master was close to solve the matter, although it was inevitable that there would be a failure of leading the team when he went back, but he didn't care so much, compared to the fact that the scattered spirits were there, it was not worth mentioning at all.

Looking at the ice blue crack that had almost disappeared, the leader thought to himself: whether it was as he thought or not, it was always good that this thing was blocked in time.

Yu Sheng looked at the hexagram scattered casually, frowned slightly, and muttered: "Phantom ......"

The second half will start in the afternoon, there is still a long time, and this is not a comfortable place, so everyone began to leave one after another, go outside to eat something, or practice for a while, so as not to waste time.