Cultivator In Martial God World

"Master, it's him!"

At this moment, the pale emperor standing aside suddenly shouted.

"That's him?" The old man's eyes were puzzled: "What is him?"

He didn't continue to think about it because he was at this time. He has arrived in front of Yang Xuan.

Wait and ask him what he is talking about, this child is always endless.

The old man thought secretly.

The ice crystals shone, shining with charming brilliance.

An incomparable gigantic iceberg pressed against Yang Xuan, with an imposing manner of freezing everything.

chi!

In cold wind whistling, a faint light sound could not be suppressed, clear and rapid. .

The ice crystal disappeared, and the old man slowly lowered his head, staring blankly at the huge ice ridges that emerged from his chest.

Blood rushed out of the wound, ran down the old man's body, and gathered at his feet into a pool of blood.

"This...this is not...impossible..." Gradually, a strong disbelief appeared on the old man's face. His eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, as if he still couldn't believe what he saw before him. everything of.

"Master..." The emperor was stunned, and all the remaining words swallowed into his stomach.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and when the dazzling blood came into view again, he finally believed that this was not an illusion.

"Master!" The emperor let out a mournful cry, rushed over, and took the old man in his arms.

"Who...Who are you?" The old man struggled, enduring the severe pain, and asked.

"It's just the debtor." Yang Xuan said indifferently.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of the old man's mouth. As the False God Realm Elder of the Northern Ice Palace, he never thought that before he died, he would not even know the name of the enemy.

There was a strong dizziness, and the old man said the last word before he fell into the darkness:

"Run!"

Disciple did not run, looking Master who had closed his eyes forever in his arms, his body trembled slightly.

"Why?" He put down the Master's body and slowly stood up, his voice full of hatred.

"It's nothing, just pay off the debt, you should know who it is!" Yang Xuan said, walking out of the darkness.

"You...you are Bai Qi??"disciple cried out in surprise.

"It's me, where are the others in the Ice Palace?" Yang Xuan asked.

"hehe, hehe, it turned out to be you!" Disciple smiled miserably. From the moment he knew Yang Xuan's identity, he knew he couldn't leave.

"Where are the others?" Yang Xuan asked again: "Also, hand over the cultivation method of sincerity!"

Disciple still laughed miserably: "I can't think of going around. , And back to the original point. When Yang Qingshi failed, I smelled a little danger from it, but at that time, my sincerity was just entered and I couldn't find the corresponding clues. This is why you became a climate. It’s a sigh."

The Ancient Peak Country Imperial Palace is very big, and the bedroom of Xiang Donglai is also very big. It can be seen that he likes all big things.

But the silence brought by this huge openness made the sound of the blood dripping on the ground in the old man's body particularly clear.

Tick!

Tick!

……

disciple suddenly felt a little flustered. I don't know why, the primordial hatred in his heart that was not strong, also disappeared without a trace.

Silence!

I don't know how long it took, Yang Xuan suddenly put out a long breath.

"You mean, the Bing Palace was behind me in my Yang Family's affairs?" Yang Xuan's voice was not cold, it was far from the blood cold on the ground.

Disciple is silent, he regrets a bit, it seems that he has said something wrong.

People will always say the wrong things. Some mistakes are harmless, some have serious consequences, and some will kill people, and many people will die.

His words seem to belong to the last.

Huh!

A gust of wind blew by, and the discipline involuntarily flew forward, and Yang Xuan pinched his throat.

A peak in the path, in Yang Xuan's hands, is like an ant.

"Say!" Yang Xuan only said one word, his eyes calm.

Disciple is silent, and one cannot make mistakes again and again.

He was successful in cultivation, and he keenly felt the slaughter under Yang Xuan's calm eyes.

Blood, flame!

Blood and fire, the silhouette like Demon God.

His body began to tremble slightly.

ka-cha!

One arm was separated from the body, and the white stubble fiercely jumped a few times on the ground, blood was flowing like a fountain.

Disciple once killed a family of mortals who had offended him at the beginning of his art studies.

At that time, he also tore off people's arms as they are today.

"So it hurts..." The discipline was cold and sweaty.

disciple almost fainted in pain, he was closed to the cultivation base, in this respect even an ordinary person inferior.

"Say!" Yang Xuan's eyes began to engorge, and a word popped from between his teeth.

disciple gritted his teeth and was silent.

ka-cha!

After a light sound, the discipline could not help making a huge scream.

An extra arm appeared on the pillar next to it, and blood ran down the pillar and stained the ground.

"Bold madman, don't let go of Your Majesty." A large number of soldiers rushed in frantically.

"get lost!"

Yang Xuan roared wildly, like a huge thunder, shaking the entire great hall trembling.

bang!

The soldiers who just swarmed in all turned into bottle gourds, and flew out eagerly.

A huge scream resounded like a tide outside the great hall, and the painful face of the disciple was pale, and cold sweats broke out.

"Say!" Yang Xuan asked the same question for the third time.

"Let go of him, I tell you!" A voice came in from the great hall.

A woman who looks more than four years old, with a long skirt, black hair, and outstanding demeanor.

The woman entered the great hall and didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground, but looked at Yang Xuan faintly.

ka-cha!

Disciple's eyes were prominent, and the joy that just appeared in his eyes was completely replaced by shock and fear. He seemed to not expect, Yang Xuan really dared to do it, really dared to kill in front of Old Ancestor he.

The woman is frowned and shook her head and said: "Bai Qi, you are in big trouble. The dísciple of cultivation is only five people in the entire ice palace. Kill him, the ice palace will be irreconcilable with you. "

"Say!" Yang Xuan said the same word for the fourth time.

"In fact, it’s nothing. We got the news back then that Yang Family had hidden the Divine Item Jiulong Furnace, but couldn’t find it, so we instigated Yang Qingshi to rebel, tried to control Yang Family, and looked for it slowly, but then because of other things, I gave up this plan."

Silence!

Yang Xuan closed his eyes!

"so that's how it is!" After a while, Yang Xuan said.

Silence!

The silhouette of father Yang Qingtian appeared in front of him.

Yang Xuan smiled, then shook the head vigorously.

"Are you looking for my Bing Palace to avenge?" The woman was a little funny, but also a little disdainful.

"no!" Yang Xuan smiled, with a cold smile: "I want Bing Palace to be removed from this world."

"Ha, do you know what you are talking about? "The woman was full of disdain: "Do you know what kind of existence the Ice Palace is?"

"I don't know!" Yang Xuan looked at her and stepped out of the 1st Step: "You don't need to know. "

"hmph, ignorance!" The woman coldly snorted: "Kill the person in my ice palace, even if you are the young Heavenly Saint, you have to pay the price."

"Oh, The price?" Yang Xuan still walked towards the woman, steady pace: "This is the price."

"What?" The woman was sluggish for a moment.

next moment, the end is coming, and the entire great hall is caught in the fire sea.