"Please also ask the three elders to administer justice for me. ”

Yang Xu bowed his hand, and his attitude was very respectful, so that people couldn't find fault with it.

Bing Bowen was silent and didn't speak for a long time.

Yang Xu was anxious and said cautiously.

"Third Elder, do you have something unspeakable?"

"I've fallen out with Bing Tianyou. ”

Bing Bowen said coldly, which made Yang Xu shudder.

"Third Elder, if you don't stand on the side of the patriarch, aren't you falling out with him?"

Bing Bowen: "It's the kind that completely falls out and never dies." ”

Yang Xu's little heart trembled, and it was hard to say more, so as not to arouse Bing Bowen's disgust.

"In that case, then I'll retire first. ”

Bing Bowen waved his hand and didn't even say a kind word.

Yang Xu was a little angry in his heart, but because of Bing Bowen's strength and status, he had to swallow his anger.

Five days later.

Outside an ancestral hall in the Ice God Clan, countless Ice God Clan people gathered here.

Is this the place to test the bloodline?

Yang Fan looked around and found that most of the people here were the people behind the five major candidates.

As for Bing Tianyou's faction, I'm sorry, there are only a dozen people, and they are nothing more than Bing Xue'er's uncles, aunts and other relatives.

Outside the ancestral hall, people gathered in a circle, and there was a statue in the circle, which looked somewhat similar to the ice god summoned by the Ice God Spell Ice God in the world.

There is also an old man in white with white hair and fairy wind and bones next to the statue, if you give him another floating dust, it is estimated that he will be dressed as a living platinum star.

As for why it is not Taishang Laojun, he is the ancestor of Taoism, and the clothes he wears are still Taoist clothes.

The old man looked indifferent, and did not pay any attention to the people who came here.

"Look, the people who come always feel a little familiar to me. ”

"It's the patriarch!"

"I didn't expect the patriarch to come in person. ”

"Oh my God, it's been a thousand years, and the patriarch actually came here to check it out in person. ”

"I remember the last time the patriarch came, it was when the patriarch was not a patriarch. ”

With the arrival of Yang Fan and others, there was a chatter in the crowd.

Following Bing Tianyou and his party, Bing Xue Er was beside Yang Fan.

At the front of Yang Fan and his party was the child of the faction who stood in Bing Tianyou.

Yang Fan looked at it, and found a young man with good qualifications.

The crowd got out of the way, and Yang Fan and the others entered.

More than a dozen teenagers with faces about fifteen or sixteen years old lined up at the back of the line, and Yang Fan walked over.

"Huh?"

A passer-by of the Ice God Clan was shocked.

"What's wrong?"

Passerby B asked.

"Look at that guy!"

Passerby A pointed to Yang Fan.

Some people just followed their gaze, and their expressions changed slightly.

"What does that man want to do? Is he going to test the bloodline too?"

One of the Ice Gods was incredulous.

Because in the Ice God Clan, everyone in the Ice God Clan must complete the bloodline test before the age of one hundred.

A hundred years old is already old and dead for earthlings, but for the world of cultivating immortals, a hundred years old is just a child who has not yet reached adulthood.

"Next, Bing Liyan. ”

When the old man in white saw Bing Tianyou coming, he bowed slightly.

A teenager with somewhat compact facial features stepped forward, slit his finger, and lowered a drop of blood into the statue's hand.

The blood was consumed directly by the statue.

After about a few seconds, an illusory ice god appeared from the statue, and the illusory ice god grew taller and higher, not stopping until it reached a height of ten meters.

The old man in white glanced indifferently and said.

"The virtual image is three zhang, seventy percent of the virtual and three percent of the real, low-level!"

The teenager with compact facial features walked out of the crowd decadently and disappeared from the eyes of everyone.

Yang Fan's eyes were calm, looking at the back of the young man leaving and thinking deeply.

"Next, Bing Junfeng. ”

A gorgeously dressed teenager stepped forward, with a menacing momentum, giving people a sense of majesty and domineering.

Long before coming, Bing Tianyou gave Yang Fan the information of the five candidates' supporters who tested the bloodline this time.

Yang Fan had the most impression of this young man named Bing Junfeng, he was the person of Bing Lingxuan, and he was also the grandson of Bing Rongxuan, the great elder of the Ice God Clan. And the talent is good, I have mastered some ice god spells, but I haven't reached the introductory chapter yet.

Bing Junfeng dripped blood on the statue.

Airplanes!

The statue reacted instantly, trembling slightly.

Sou!

The half-real and half-virtual ice god instantly rose up, and everyone looked up.

The old man in white was surprised, opened his eyes slightly, put his hands in the other cuff, and stood there as if a mountain was located there.

Whoosh!

After more than ten seconds, Bing Junfeng's Ice God Illusion finally stopped.

"Thirty zhang of virtual image, half real and half virtual, advanced!"

Wow!

A sound of praise came from the audience, and Bing Junfeng's face was unruly.

In the distance, a fat-faced old man watching by the window saw this, nodded happily, and then left the window.

This person was none other than Bing Rongxuan, the Great Elder of the Ice God Clan.

Bing Junfeng stepped aside and didn't leave, because he was proud and wanted to see how big the gap between others and him was.

"Next, Ice Iridescent. ”

A young girl in a lilac dress walked out of the group, and a drop of blood was absorbed by the statue.

Sou!

The Ice God Illusion reappeared.

Bing Rainbow's talent is not as high as Bing Junfeng, only less than twenty zhang, but it is still praised by everyone.

In the crowd, a masked Ice God Clan watched silently.

This person's name is Bingyuan, and he is Bing Qiuyan's most trusted subordinate, and he came here this time to determine the purity of the bloodline of the young man who is on his side, so as to prepare for the next step.

"Next, Binghe!"

The old man in white closed his eyes tightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's finally us. ”

Bing Xue'er's uncle Bing Tianchuan spoke.

Although Ice Sky Legend is the younger brother of the patriarch, he does not have any power that can affect the final winner, and the position of the patriarch of the Ice God Clan is not easy to handle.

"Shhh

The pain of cutting the flesh made Binghe gasp.

Blood dripped on the statue, and the virtual image of the ice god slowly appeared.

"It seems that Binghe's talent is not very high. ”

Bing Tianyou thought in his heart and sighed.

"Ten zhang of virtual image, six into virtual and four into real, intermediate!"

The old man in white shook his head, disappointed in the talent of the young people of the Ice God Clan's generation.

In the next ten minutes, the teenagers belonging to Bing Tianyou's faction have all been tested, and the most talented of them is actually a girl, with a virtual image of twenty zhang, and her bloodline barely reaches the advanced level.

"Hahaha!"

Laughter suddenly came from the crowd, and many people trembled in their hearts, thinking to themselves who was so bold that they dared to laugh at the patriarch.

The crowd parted, and a man walked out.

"Ice Kill!"

Bing Tianyou's face was gloomy, and his eyes contained endless killing intent.

"Patriarch, I didn't expect your bloodline to be so pure, and I didn't know that I thought it wasn't a descendant of the Ice God. ”

Airplanes!

Bing Tianyou didn't hold back, his whole body momentum was released, and he pressed towards Bing Ling.