When the tiger's heart was placed on the stone table in the Cheng family's courtyard, Cheng Qi and his wife looked at Liu Chen with more awe, and they suddenly understood that this newly moved little couple was definitely not an ordinary person, and only the high-ranking cultivator could really slaughter the tiger in the Linhai Snow Plain.

Unable to withstand the thousand thanks of Cheng Qi and his wife, Liu Chen fled back to his house, although he won the fight with the snow tiger, but he also suffered a lot of injuries, and his brand-new leather jacket was almost torn to pieces by the sharp tiger claws, and he dared to take off his clothes when he returned to the house.

He didn't dare to show the hideous and terrifying wounds and scratches in front of the Cheng family and his wife, if he saw Liu Chen's scars all over his body, according to Cheng Qi's temper, they wouldn't want that tiger heart to die.

Beigong Fu wiped the wound medicine for Liu Chen with a light face, and where the fleshy little hand brushed, Liu Chen couldn't help but gasp, and the intense pain made his head full of cold sweat.

"Granny Hua?" Behind Beigong Fu, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Liu Chen didn't have time to react, and the faltering Granny Hua appeared in his room.

Staring at the wound on Liu Chen's chest for a long time, Granny Hua frowned slightly, took a few steps closer to Liu Chen, and asked with a stiff back, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!" Maybe Beigong Fu was a little heavier, Liu Chen raised his eyebrows, the smile on his face instantly froze, listening to Granny Hua's question, he blurted out with a white cheek: "It didn't hurt me to death!"

"It hurts!" Granny Hua's hoarse voice came, making Liu Chen's expression stagnant, I didn't expect this old lady to suddenly say such a sentence, Liu Chen didn't know how to answer, "It hurts to know that you are afraid, and if you are afraid, you will be strong!"

Granny Hua smiled softly, reached out and patted Liu Chen's shoulder, then turned around and walked out, Liu Chen looked at her back for a long time, and kept recalling the old lady's words in his mind, and gradually, his heart was a little clear.

When Beigong Fu went out, Liu Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, took out Na Yuan Dan and swallowed it in his mouth, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Killing the tiger today, the golden energy in the heart finally prevailed, the energy of the black stone was suppressed by the golden heart, and the two forces began to compete in Liu Chen's body, and gradually, that ray of light was gradually wrapped in golden energy, and it was almost completely submerged.

Just when the strange ghost light was about to be assimilated into gold, on Liu Chen's neck, the small black stone suddenly emitted a chilling glow, and a strong light appeared in the room, slowly surrounding Liu Chen's body.

Liu Chen, who was in the middle of cultivation, suddenly felt that a trace of chaos had become a little sober at the moment, he felt that his body was slowly becoming lighter, and then slowly flew up with the wind, and when he flew into the air, he turned around, but saw another self, sitting cross-legged on the bed, like an old monk in a fixed state.

"Really?"

Liu Chen's figure in mid-air looked a little bleak, he had never heard of such a strange situation, in a panic, he raised his hands, trying to grope for something, but unexpectedly, the moment the two hands touched, he passed through without hindrance.

"Spirit!"

Since the Holy Ancestor preached, only the powerhouses of the Condensing Divine Realm will perceive their own divine souls and divide the cultivators into two, so as to speed up the pace of cultivation, meditate with the whole body, and consolidate the divine soul from a distance!

Just when Liu Chen was a little at a loss, he heard a burst of singing in the distance, and the spirit that originally wanted to return to his body suddenly stopped after hearing the singing, and the ghost made a difference, and the spirit began to float in the direction where the song came from.

It was late at night, Liu Chen flew and flew, flew over the town of Zailai, flew over the forest sea snow field, flew over the cliffs of the barren mountains, he could hear the wind, whistling in his ears, he could see the blizzard, dyeing the heavens and the earth white, but he couldn't feel it, at this moment, he was floating over the snow field, in the midst of the violent blizzard, but he was excluded from this world.

The sky was dark, the earth was white, the song was getting closer and closer, and the willow dust kept tossing in the air, approaching the depths of the barren mountain.

"At the beginning of the primeval period, heaven and earth were chaotic, and all things were born. However, there is a lonely mountain in the extreme north of the continent, which is said to be not barren, and there is snow on the mountain without being barren, year after year. There is a king in the snow country, swallowing the remains, for the first generation of god kings, the god king for the way of heaven, gathering the power of all the people of the snow country to set up a tower on the mountain of not being barren, back and forth twelve jiazi, the tower of heaven is completed, the god king climbs the ladder, the top of the mountain, to understand the way of heaven, and then there is a country for thousands of years, thriving day by day......"

When Liu Chen stopped, he saw the peak of the barren mountain, the towering tower, like the backbone between heaven and earth, the tower towering and steep link the heaven and earth in the distance, let it storm and snow, the tower proudly independent of heaven and earth.

"This is the Kingdom of God!" Liu Chen stood above the city on the top of the mountain, leaning over and looking at the lights of thousands of homes at his feet, there is no prosperity of Chang'an, but the beauty of Los Angeles, there is only the arrogance that stands on the top of the Eastern Continent and exists at the end of the world, yes, the arrogance of the gods, even if the human race is the victor, when Liu Chen is immersed, there is only shock in his heart, and maybe awe.

This is the song of the court, the song of the gods!

In Chaoge City, Liu Chen could feel countless powerful and incomparably powerful powers, if it weren't for the silver glow that wrapped around him, the moment he stepped on the barren mountain, he might have been killed into ashes by those powerful beings.

Liu Chen seemed to be able to see that 10,000 years ago, when the Iron Cavalry of the Protoss withdrew from Yinyang Pass, they were singing, they were laughing, they were praising their greatest king, they were never losers, and the survival of the human race, in their eyes, was nothing but the benevolence of the lonely mountain.

When the Holy Ancestor Tianji descended from the North Mountain, the sound of the twilight drum that resounded between the heavens and the earth did not make the great kingdom of God tremble, when the remnants of the human race listened to the sound of the twilight drum to greet the saint, and took up arms in despair to resist, the people of the Kingdom of God were full of disdain, isn't it a saint? At the beginning of the god, the divine light of the snow-capped mountain illuminated the entire Chaoge, and that beam of light, along the divine tower, went straight to the sky, in this eternal night in the north, the light of the tower of the heavens, ignited the eternal pride of the children of the gods.

Before ascending the tower, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, Liu Chen endured the discomfort, endured the severe pain, did not let his knees bend, did not let himself lower his stubborn head, the bones of the whole body were constantly squeezed, he was still insisting on standing upright, as the king of the Canglan River, he could not fear, could not surrender, never, could not bow down to the gods, even if standing on the tower, it was the god king of the snow country.

"There is snow in the north, and I know that there is no river in the south? There is a king in the snow country, but how do you know that I have no sword in the south!"

Liu Chen's face began to be a little hideous, and the terrifying coercion made the silver light that wrapped him begin to crumble, the Kingdom of God needed his submission, and the swordsman of the Southern Kingdom needed to surrender to the ground in the great court. But he can't, he is the sword of the southern kingdom, and the king of the southern kingdom!

Listening to the song of this snow country, Liu Chen left his heart in the vicissitudes of thousands of miles!