In the distant ice field, a strong figure sat on the Ice Throne, and an ice bow shone with dazzling brilliance.
This is the Bingyi King, one of the kings of Lingkui.
Thousands of years ago, all the kings of the Lingkui tribe perished, but King Fingyi escaped to the far north of the human world and froze himself in ten thousand years of mysterious ice, so he was lucky enough to survive.
Opposite the Frozen End King stood a woman in red. Her eyes were red, her skin was like cream, and the blood cherry mark between her eyebrows shone seductively.
Fei Ying!
Why did Queen Feiying, who originally entered Gutian Tower in Nanzhou Prefecture, appear in the distant Wanli Icefield?
After returning to Lingkui's ancestral land through the passage of Gutian Tower, Feiying spent two months practicing again. Let your cultivation level return to the realm of a tenth-grade master.
After crossing this hurdle, it will become easier to gradually restore your cultivation in the future.
There is more than one passage from Lingkui's ancestral land to the human world, and there is another passage in the Wanli Icefield in the far north.
Therefore, Feiying traveled hundreds of thousands of miles across Lingkui's ancestral land before finding the entrance to this passage.
The Frozen End King looked at Fei Ying and said, "Do you want to go back to the human world?"
This was the first time in thousands of years that the Frozen End King had seen a king of his own clan. He doesn't want the other person to leave.
Feiying said: "I promised her to go find that human boy. She kept her promise and let me return to my ancestral land. I will not lie to her."
The Frozen Yi King looked at Li Wantong's Fei Ying and reminded: "They are human race. Sooner or later they will become enemies."
Feiying was silent for a moment and walked away from the Wanli Icefield. "On that day, I will return."
The Frozen End King shook his head helplessly, took a sip of human wine, and exhaled a burst of white cold air.
"Human...this wine is really good."
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Within seven days, an empty tomb was erected in the forest of steles of the ancestors of Shenyin Pavilion.
Green smoke is lingering and paper money is flying.
The soul-calling flag stands in front of the grave, fluttering in the wind.
Yan Yi felt very strange in her heart and whispered to Yu Zhi beside her: "When mother wakes up, if she finds out that you held a funeral for her, I will kill you."
Yu Zhi shrank his head and said with a smile: "This is a temporary measure. When the time comes, you have to put in a good word for me."
Yan Yi sighed and said again: "Let's get through this disaster first. I don't know if my mother can wake up yet."
For seven days, everyone still found no trace of Li Haomiao.
Now, everyone in Shenyin Pavilion has to face Cang Biere.
After the coffin was laid in the ground, the disciples of Shenyin Pavilion had not yet changed out of their mourning clothes. Cangshan had already arranged troops at the foot of Shenyin Pavilion.
"Are you here in such a hurry?" Yu Zhi stared at the crowd at the foot of the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, there are not only disciples of Cangshan, but also sects who have submitted to Cangshan.
White Flame Valley is also on the list.
Zong Linyue felt uncomfortable looking at Zhan Kuangshi and Xiong Kui.
She knew that if it wasn't for the sake of saving the lives of the sect disciples, how could Yi Zhan Kuang Shi's temperament return to Cangshan?
Cang Bie was suspended in mid-air, like a god looking down at the people in Shenyin Pavilion.
"The mourning period has passed, Cangshan has unified the northern realm, Shenyin Pavilion surrenders, or the clan is destroyed!"
Cang's parting voice echoed in the air, full of unquestionable power.
The fisherman and the woodcutter glared at the sky.
Yan Yi took off her mourning clothes, jumped up, and stood on the highest attic on the top of Shenyin Pavilion.
Yan Yi, who is in the seventh rank of the monument, has no fear. His green clothes are flying in the wind, and his long hair is dancing in the wind.
"Belonging to Shenyin Pavilion, if we fight today, we would rather die than surrender!"
"Avenge the Pavilion Master, kill!"
As soon as the words fell, the disciples in the mountain suddenly burst into shouts of killing.
Shenyin Pavilion has never been a weak sect.
To be able to become the number one sect in the northern realm, one must have a fearless spirit from top to bottom.
The fisherman and the woodcutter stood on the attic, their true energy surging, prompting the Divine Hidden Order.
Hundreds of years of sect destiny are like a volcano erupting, turning into colorful rays of light and erupting out.
"Unworthy disciple of Shenyin Pavilion, I will use my sect's destiny to fight today. I ask my ancestors to help me and kill the invading enemies!"
The colorful rays of light overflowed, turning into countless streams of light and finally condensing on the woodcutter and fisherman.
In an instant, the aura of the two people rose steadily, and their figures soared into the sky.
With the blessing of hundreds of years of sect luck, both of them have the combat power of tenth-level masters.
The two of them were great cultivators at the pinnacle of the ninth level of Kaibi. Although they were old and had never taken the last step, they could still dominate in martial arts.
Once upon a time, Cang Biejie was able to fight against Li Haomiao with the help of Cangshan's luck.
Today, the fisherman and the woodcutter can also rely on the hundreds of years of Shenyin Pavilion's luck to fight against Cang Bi.
Cang Bie looked at this scene with neither joy nor sadness in her eyes.
The woman he loved deeply had passed away, and there was nothing worth his sight in this Shenyin Pavilion.
If you don't surrender, there is only death.
"Come! Fight!"
The long sword in Cang Bie's hand was unsheathed, stirring up the wind and clouds.
After becoming a tenth-level master, Cang Bielie's swordsmanship reached another level.
This is not a pseudo-grandmaster blessed by the power of the night ghost, but a real tenth-grade grandmaster.
This is a qualitative change.
A fishing rod was thrown out, and the slender fishing line made several turns in the air and flew towards Cang Biele.
A fisherman fishes, and those who wish will take the bait.
The woodcutter held the woodcutter and rushed forward.
The old woodcutter didn't look sharp, but the light it produced was enough to flatten a mountain.
The two fight against each other in the air, and the battle at the bottom of the mountain is about to begin.
Zong Linyue was in a quandary. All the people in Cangshan's camp were her fellow disciples, so how could she do it?
Ling Ziyue was also in a dilemma. When she saw Cang Bieri using the power of Night Ghost, she already knew in her heart that the cultivation level of everyone in Cangshan had increased so much because of Night Ghost.
But now, which side should she stand on?
Swinging a knife at Cangshan disciples?
Yan Yi appeared at the foot of the mountain, in front of Cang Jin and others.
Apart from the fisherman and woodcutter, the only great cultivator in the ninth rank of Shenyin Pavilion is Yan Muyan.
But now Yan Muyan is still in a coma.
Facing great cultivators like Cang Jin who have reached the ninth level of Kaibei, Shenyin Pavilion's combat power is stretched thin.
"His Royal Highness, can you borrow your two offerings?" Yu Zhi said.
Xiao Jingyao stood on the top of the mountain of Shenyin Pavilion, looking at everything in front of him calmly.
"You two, just follow Yu Zhi's orders today."
One of them said worriedly: "But for your safety, Your Highness..."
Xiao Jingyao smiled and said: "If Shenyin Pavilion is defeated, I will not be able to escape. Therefore, please do your best."
"I will obey the prince's order." They both said at the same time.
Yu Zhi came down the mountain with two royal offerings.
But at the foot of the mountain, in addition to Cangshan, there are also great practitioners from other sects, which cannot be stopped by these two royal ministers.
The disparity in strength is so despairing that many Shenyin Pavilion disciples can only hold on to the belief that they must die and use their lives to stop the opponent.
The sect-protecting formation of Shenyin Pavilion has been opened, and there are countless confusing formations in the formation.
On weekdays, only the maze formation to protect the sect requires very few resources, but once the sect-protecting formation is activated, one hour is enough to consume the Shenyin Pavilion's income for a year.
Yan Yi stood in front of the formation and looked at Cang Jin and others.
"If you want to die, just come in!"
Shenyin Pavilion's Qimen Dunjia became famous in Chu, and many sects wanted to get Shenyin Pavilion's guidance to build a sect-protecting formation.
Cang Jin's eyes hesitated. Even though he was already a great cultivator of the ninth level of the Monument, he was still afraid of the sect-protecting formation of Shenyin Pavilion.
In the history of Shiwandashan, many great practitioners died in the Shenyin Pavilion formation.
There are always some blind people who want to test the water, but end up drowning themselves.
Cang Jin opened his mouth and said: "Master of War Valley, your White Flame Valley will take the lead in this battle."
How could Zhan Kuangshi not know what Cang Jin was thinking and sneered in his heart.
If you want us from Baiyan Valley to be cannon fodder, just dream!
Zhan Kuangshi didn't look sideways, and Youyou said: "Elder Cangjin, your disciples from Baiyan Valley are all injured, and their strength is not as strong as your Cangshan disciples, so you should go first."
Cang Jin laughed and threatened: "Master Zhan Valley, don't forget that your White Flame Valley has surrendered. All actions must be obeyed by my orders from Cang Shan!"
"Huh, surrendering doesn't mean surrendering to death. Everyone knows how powerful the Shenyin Pavilion's formation is. If you ask our disciples from the White Flame Valley to die, it would be better to destroy our White Flame Valley directly." Zhan Kuangshi said.
Also facing death, Zhan Kuangshi would rather lead the disciples of Baiyan Valley to fight against Cangshan, rather than be used by others and die in vain.
"Don't forget. You people in White Flame Valley have all been poisoned." Cang Jin said, "If you don't obey me, you will die at any time!"
In order to control these surrendered sects, Cang Biere poisoned them all.
There is a strange poison lurking in everyone's body, and no amount of practice can force out this poison.
When Zhan Kuangshi heard this, his face turned livid.
Being controlled by others, I have to bow my head.
"Old Xiong, you come in with me. We can't let our disciples take risks." Zhan Kuangshi said in a deep voice.
Xiong Kui nodded and responded.
You have to endure this frustration and discomfort!
As soon as Zhan Kuangshi stepped into the formation, he heard Cang Jin smile maliciously: "Master Zhan Gu, I'm afraid you two are not enough to find out the details of the formation, so let the disciples go first!"
As he spoke, Cang Jin activated his true energy.
Several elite disciples from Baiyan Valley flew into the formation of Shenyin Pavilion.
The war mad lion roared and rushed towards the formation. He wanted to rescue these disciples before they were trapped in the formation.
Xiong Kui glared at Cang Jin and said angrily: "His grandma, I will tear you alive!"
Cang Jin sneered and thought.
Xiong Kui knelt on the ground in pain, traces of black mist emerging from his body, corroding his hardened body.
"Cangjin, you Cangshan... you will not die well!"
Cang Jin sneered: "Cangshan dominates the northern territory, you are the one who will die! You all surrendered to Cangshan, and you are still so arrogant. You are just a dog in Cangshan's eyes. If you want to live, you will live, if you want to die, then die !”
"To be a dog, you must have the consciousness to be a dog! Be obedient!"
Cang Jin's words were not only spoken to Xiong Kui, but also to other sects who had surrendered to Cangshan in shame.
They lowered their heads in humiliation and became lost dogs.
There will be endless humiliation waiting for them.
