There is nothing else, but the supply of elixirs has dropped sharply, which the deputy palace masters cannot tolerate, and there are many complaints from their subordinates.
Qiu Guang, the first deputy palace master who presided over the discussion, also frowned and looked depressed.
But Yu Mu, the only beautiful deputy palace master, did not speak. She waved a small fan with her bare hands, her beautiful eyes were flowing, and she was naturally charming. If there were not a group of old monsters in the palace who were thousands of years old, she would have been fascinated. Blockbusters are not allowed.
"Boss, two sects of gods died mysteriously in the lower realm. Could it be related to Zhou Yang?" Seeing that everyone was silent, Yu Mu gently closed his small fan and looked at Qiu Guang with his beautiful eyes.
"Last time, the two factions used witchcraft to plot against him. Do you mean that it will be the same this time?" Qiu Guang glanced at her and asked with a frown.
"Hmph, boss, you think too highly of Zhou Yang? It's just the middle stage of the gods. Will the two factions send out eight powerful gods? Besides, there is an elder who is at the peak of the middle stage, several middle stage gods, and the middle stage of solidification. I heard that there are five enhanced God-class warships, and with such a lineup, I’m afraid even you and I have to retreat!”
Before Yu Mu could reply, the gray-haired old man who spoke first snorted coldly.
"Yes, he is not worthy of the two factions paying such a large sum of money to Zhou Zhang." The fifth deputy palace master also said.
If Zhou Yang's soul lamp wasn't still there, all the elders would have thought that he had been killed.
Yu Mu smiled sweetly and did not answer, but continued to look at Qiu Guang: "It just so happens that I also want to make a move, so I went down to do a patrol to test the reaction of the two factions. What do you think, boss?"
Qiu Guang stared at Yu Mu for a while, and then said: "That's fine, let the Foreign Affairs Hall give you the latest information later. In addition, you can bring Huo Bai from the Shenglong Hall, Feidao from the Foreign Affairs Hall, etc. If you go with me, I can help you with your work."
"Okay." Yu Mu nodded, stood up and left, acting in a lightning-fast manner.
"Boss, under such a situation, the dignified deputy palace master personally went out and took two elders with him. I'm afraid..." The gray-haired old man said with worry on his face.
"What the second brother said is not entirely groundless. Let her go. Besides, it's time for our Heavenly Temple to make some moves. We can't just let them jump up and down." Qiu Guang waved his hand.
"Boss, what about sending reinforcements?" Deputy Palace Master Huanyan spoke again.
"The war in the Rift Valley Divine Realm is relatively stable. Mo Xingzong has no momentum to launch a large-scale attack. There is no rush in this matter."
"Yeah." Deputy Palace Master Huanyan stopped talking.
At the same time, Zhou Yang was still flying aimlessly over long distances in an inexplicable fantasy land.
Glaciers and icebergs are everywhere, and the power of strange cold is everywhere. In addition to these, there is a terrifying strange cold storm.
If his realm hadn't been broken through and his physical power had become much stronger, even the Heavenly Acupoint Picture Scroll wouldn't be enough.
This kind of strange cold storm can instantly tear a powerful late-stage God of Condensation into pieces. Even the powerful Xiang Feng in the later period could not last long.
We braved the storm to move forward hard, and a long time passed without even seeing a single living creature.
For three months in a row, even Zhou Yang, a powerful god, felt a little numb and his state of mind was extremely unstable. At this time, he sat down on the ground, not wanting to move.
After three months of non-stop plundering, his divine power was exhausted, so he used the Heavenly Cave Picture Scroll to absorb the power of Qihan to replenish it. This can be regarded as a different kind of practice.
But practice is different from practice. If a powerful person from the gods enters a state of seclusion, it can last for as long as a few years or as long as tens or hundreds of years, and his heart will always be stable.
But Zhou Yang had to do this in order to find a way out. However, wherever he went, there was endless whiteness, both in the sky and on the earth. Those who were in an unstable state of mind would have to go crazy.
At this moment, he especially hoped to see the same kind, even monsters.
A few months ago, there was still a ninth-level demon king fighting, but after such a long period of plundering, he didn't even see a hair. Even as a powerful god, his mentality was somewhat unbalanced.
"Ah..." Furious, he raised his hand and unleashed a terrifying ice sword.
The ice sword hit the iceberg in front and exploded into pieces.
Zhou Yang deliberately released his suppressed emotions, and the huge ice sword struck one after another, and the sound of explosions continued for a long time.
After a moment, he poured out all the ice power in his body, and the strange cold field spread out over a hundred thousand miles in an instant, freezing the icebergs and glaciers with a rattling sound, and the large icebergs were covered in holes where they were struck by the ice sword. Fall off.
After using the ice attribute power, the next moment was a raging field of golden flames, all swarming towards the messy iceberg ahead.
Large areas of the mountain have fallen off, and countless ice fragments have been burned by the hot golden flames, showing signs of melting.
As his realm improved, his power in the Golden Flame Domain had unknowingly increased a lot.
Zhou Yang unleashed all his strength and didn't pay attention to this at all, until all the fire attribute power was exhausted.
"Boom!" At this moment, the iceberg thousands of feet high in front suddenly collapsed, and countless huge ice blocks fell down like a huge mountain avalanche.
Zhou Yang was also startled and hurriedly retreated.
But his divine power has been exhausted, and all he can use at this time is his physical body.
In normal times, whether it is tearing open the void or performing extremely fast movements, under normal circumstances, it is simply to mobilize the power of the gods, because the speed will be very fast.
But at this time, his divine power was exhausted. In order to dodge tens of thousands of miles in an instant, he unleashed all the potential of his physical body, and his speed was no slower than using divine power.
"Huh?" The next moment, his eyes couldn't help but brighten, because the shackles on his body seemed to be loosening.
"I understand." Zhou Yang pulled away for the second time and plundered violently, still using only the power of his physical body.
Of course, his divine power has long been exhausted and he can't use it even if he wants to.
The iceberg and avalanche were avalanche in front, but Zhou Yang was happily plundering from behind until he was exhausted.
After swallowing a lot of pills, Zhou Yang began to recover with his eyes closed.
In an unknown place, he didn't dare to let himself be empty for a long time.
A few hours later, he opened his eyes again.
"Huh?" The huge iceberg in front of him had completely collapsed and was almost flattened to the ground. Among the ruins of the glacier, he suddenly found some abnormalities in several ice blocks.
It flew tens of thousands of miles away, and when I looked closer, my eyes widened.
Those were not ice cubes, but three people frozen in ice, and they were three four-armed weirdos!
"It's actually the damn four-armed tribe!" Zhou Yang gritted his teeth, his eyes gleaming fiercely.
It was the powerful man of this ethnic group who killed his ancestor. This was his life and death enemy. His hatred would not be eradicated until the entire ethnic group was destroyed.
After a long time, Zhou Yang calmed down.
These three four-armed people have long since lost their breath, and it is impossible to determine the specific state they were in before they were born. However, those who can enter the fantasy land must be very powerful, at least the peak of the middle stage of the gods.
"Judging from the extent of the ice, it is estimated to have been tens of thousands of years. Could it be that they entered this place by mistake and were trapped to death? How did they enter? Are they like me?"
Zhou Yang stared at the three people and thought to himself.
Of course, there is another possibility that these four-armed human tribes live not far outside the fantasy land.
