Cultivator In Martial God World

Yang Xuan laughed and asked: "If you don't do a good emperor, you just go to be a Heavenly Wolf, second in the rankings, and fight for life and death, okay?"

"I am willing!" Xiang Donglai said.

Yang Xuan shook the head and glanced at the Imperial Palace: "There is an emperor in the Imperial Palace."

"Xibei goods, from the Ice Palace ."

"Why did the Beijiang Ice Palace intervene in Ancient Peak Country?"

"Same as you." Xiang Donglai said.

"Open Heaven?" Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed.

Xiang Donglai nodded, but his figure suddenly wavered.

"How are you?" Yang Xuan asked.

"Still holding it!" Xiang Donglai said: "The people from the Beijiang Ice Palace came here to open the sky, but I didn't give it."

"So... …" Yang Xuan did not continue.

"Well, so they killed me."

Yang Xuan curled his lips and killed him?

This word is used.

"Just tell me, where are the things? Why do you have Kaitianjing?" Yang Xuan asked.

"My ancestor uploaded it." Xiang Donglai said: "I don't know the specific origin, but I know it is a very important thing."

"How do you know that I am looking for Kaitian Jing?" Yang Xuan asked.

"Your men said, Holy Mountain is also looking for Kaitianjing, but they were all killed by the people of the Beijiang Ice Palace."

Yang Xuan clicked No, it’s not surprising. The person sent by the four guards has never heard from him. He had expected bode ill rather than well.

Northern Xinjiang Ice Palace?

hehe!

Yang Xuan's face is a little cold.

"As for the direction of Kaitianjing." Xiang Donglai seemed a little proud: "You know."

"I know?" Yang Xuan was strange.

"I already gave it to you." Xiang Donglai smiled like old fox.

Looking at the triumphant Xiang Donglai, Yang Xuan suddenly divine light flashed in his mind.

"That small town?"

Xiang Donglai nodded: "Let’s go, first go and clean up the clutter in the Imperial Palace. By the way, you will look like me, I gave you Ancient Peak Country."

"You are so generous!" Yang Xuan gave him a thumbs up.

"I don't have an heir. Rather than make others cheaper, I'd better give it to you." Xiang Donglai said indifferently: "After that, if you find a chance and pass the throne to yourself, it will be justified."

"Can I find someone else?" Yang Xuan asked.

“Whatever you want, don’t make money from the shreds of the Ice Palace.”

Yang Xuan looked at Xiang Donglai’s fading silhouette, thought about it, and pulled it out of Yellow Springs. A trace of lifelessness was sent over.

no effect.

"Don't bother, I want to wait for you to turn myself into a special state, not a complete soul, no cure." Xiang Donglai said indifferently.

Yang Xuan recovered his lifelessness and said nothing.

"Okay, the explanation is over, I should go, too, the bits and pieces of the ice palace are cold and easy to identify." Xiang Donglai silhouette has faded even more, and it seems that it will dissipate at any time.

"I have two more questions." Yang Xuan thought for a while and said.

"Quickly ask, time is running out." Xiang Donglai's voice began to blur.

"What the hell is Kaitianjing? What's the use?"

"I don't know, the next one!" Xiang Donglai answered simply.

Yang Xuan suffocated and took a breath before asking again: "How old are you?"

This question Xiang Donglai did not answer, his silhouette has begun to dissipate.

Vaguely, there seemed to be a voice coming:

Ma Chichi, the ancient trail of the setting sun, Xiang Donglai, Gaoliu and the cicadas hissed. The situation is rising outside Qianshan Island, why go west? On the Qiufengyuan, a sword broke the sky...

The voice gradually disappeared, and it was finally inaudible.

Yang Xuan didn't move. He stood there for a long time.

I don't know how long, he suddenly smiled, and there was a trace of sadness hidden in his smile.

"Forgot to invite you to drink, no matter what, then use human life and blood to pay homage to you, go slow, wait."

……

Ancient Peak Country Imperial Palace, in the huge palace, the emperor did not sleep.

"Come here!"

"Your Majesty!"

The guarded Court Eunuch has a shivered body and hurriedly knelt forward.

"Go, invite the Imperial Teacher to come over."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Court Eunuch backed out, not long after, he came back again, followed by a white haired old man.

"You all go out!" The emperor said solemnly.

After all the court ladies in the great hall retreated, the emperor walked over and gave a salute to the old man.

"Master!"

"Looking for me late at night, what's the matter?" the white haired old man asked.

"Master, for some reason, I always feel scared tonight, it seems that a danger is approaching." The emperor hesitated.

A dignified look appeared on the old man’s face: "Tell me in detail, what's going on?"

His own discipline, he knows best, is born with a kind of inverse The spiritual sense of the sky can foresee danger in advance.

This kind of spiritual sense has been fulfilled several times, and it is unsatisfactory.

"It was a feeling, as if something very dangerous was approaching." There was a hint of worry in the emperor's voice: "This kind of danger can endanger my life."

The white haired old man thought for a while and asked: "Have you used the sincere art?"

You can know in advance that the so-called sincere art is a kind of Spiritual Plane in the ice palace. Foresight, to a certain extent, can predict something in advance. This kind of strange art can only be cultivated by people with strong natural spirits, so people who are successful in cultivation and sincere art can be counted by a slap in the Ice Palace of Northern Xinjiang.

"Already used." The emperor nodded.

"What did you see?" the old man asked.

The emperor's face became very strange, even his face turned pale, but he hesitated and said nothing.

"What did you see?" The old man felt wrong.

The emperor hesitated again, then he whispered: "I see blood and fire, a lot of blood, there are many people in the pool of blood, among them..."

The emperor hesitated For a moment, looked at the old man silently.

The old man was taken aback and asked: "Me?"

The emperor's face was paler and nodded.

The old man took a deep breath. After a long while, he asked: "What about the others?"

"One person, can't see clearly!" said the emperor.

The old man didn't speak anymore. After a long silence, he suddenly said: "Go, let's find Old Ancestor."

At this moment, a voice came over.

"The most sincere technique? The most sincere way, can you know beforehand? It turns out that the world really has such a strange technique?"

"Who?" The old man turned pale in fright, turned around suddenly, and saw Outside the great hall, stood a faint silhouette.

The vigilance in the heart of the old man has already mentioned the highest level, but he did not realize that the face of the emperor's disciple beside him has turned pale.

"Ice Palace's different art is really interesting." Yang Xuan stands with his hands behind his hands, his voice is unemotional, and he walks in the garden.

"Who are you?" The old man asked sharply with ice crystals shining in his hands.

"The person who pays off the debt, I have to come for the debt I owe."

"What debt?" The old man's entire hand was covered with ice crystals, and the great hall was full of chill At the same time, a trace of ice crystal broke away from his finger, strangely submerged in the air, disappeared.

"Life debt, your life!" Yang Xuan said indifferently, while looking at the place where the ice crystal disappeared, a smile seemed to be drawn at the corner of his mouth.

"Bold, do you know who I am?" The old man seemed to turn into a huge block of ice. The temperature in the great hall dropped again and the ground began to freeze.

Yang Xuan flicked his fingers and flicked the icy debris from the sleeve corners, then said indifferently: "I know, one of the Four God Realms, the person from the Ice Palace in Northern Xinjiang."

"Since you know, are you not afraid of Bing Palace's anger?"

"Have you finished sending the signal for help?" Yang Xuan looked at his finger and said indifferently: "After sending it out, let’s go on the road. Someone is waiting for you."

"Suffer to death!" The old man furiously shouted, carrying endless snow and ice, and directly rushed over.