"This flame? Absolutely impossible!"
The Snow Emperor, who had always had a confident face, finally showed a hint of panic.
The fire lotus seeds of the Golden Sun Flame refined in Yang Feng's body made him feel palpitations in his heart.
The flames emanating from an ant in the Holy Realm actually carry the aura of his "nightmare".
Xuewu also realized something. She looked at Yang Feng with shock in her pupils.
Within Yang Feng's body, the Chaos Body Refining Technique was running wildly, and the holy blood became particularly hot driven by the Lotus Seeds of the Golden Sun Fireworks.
The surface of the skin is already red, with the holy blood of chaos and the holy blood of desolation.
"The golden flames of the sun, explode!"
He held the flame to kill decisively, his blood was surging, his blood-stained white hair alternated between red and white, and a golden fire lotus was sublimated in his palm.
He threw this fire lotus towards the ice wall in front of him. The golden fire lotus bloomed with dazzling golden light. The indestructible ice wall gradually melted after coming into contact with this ice lotus.
A gap opened in the ice city.
Yang Feng was like a god of fire descending to earth, carrying the god of fire halberd on his shoulders, his eyes full of unruly.
The golden flame of the great sun, the supreme fire!
Once this fire comes out, water, ice, and snow will melt everything until it burns away into nothingness.
"Is it really it? This kind of flame no longer exists in this world."
The Snow Emperor still couldn't accept the reality. It was too cruel. Even though he was the emperor, he was still just an ice crystal or a snowflake.
The king in the snow, flame is still his nemesis.
Especially the fire lotus seeds in Yang Feng's hands.
"Hand over the Blood Soul Pill, or I will destroy this place."
He who possesses the Lotus Seeds of the Great Sun Gold Fireworks. Have this strength.
"Haha! Hahaha...blood pill? If you want to die, let's die together."
A chain appeared in the Snow Emperor's hand. The moment he pulled the chain, Xue Wu danced in the air.
Under the reflection of snow and fire, her dancing posture is truly stunning.
The golden flames reflected on her pretty face, which was like mutton-fat white jade, flashing with little golden brilliance.
The pure white skirt was covered with a layer of golden gauze under the reflection of the flames.
"Boy, if you burn everything, let's burn her first."
The Blood Pill is extremely important to the Snow Emperor. He has reached the critical stage of breakthrough and it is impossible to give up the Blood Pill to Yang Feng.
As for Xue Wu, a person with a lower bloodline than him, it wouldn't hurt him to die. It's just a pity that he didn't get to taste a woman before he died.
From the beginning to the end, he only regarded Xue Wu as a dance slave, a tool for his pleasure.
Now he could sense that Xue Wu had a vague feeling for this ant in his heart.
It's really ridiculous that a person who is born without a heart can actually develop feelings.
"What kind of man does it mean to use a woman as a shield?"
He looked at Xue Wu with eyes without any emotion.
Yang Feng took back the golden flame of the sun.
"Xue Wu, aren't you afraid of death?"
Looking at Xue Wu who was still unmoved, Yang Feng frowned and would do anything to become stronger.
"Hahaha! Boy, you should take action!"
The Snow Emperor's tone was full of provocation.
"Hey! Forget it, this is a miserable woman."
Yang Feng did not answer, but used the golden flames of the sun to burn the chains on Xuewu's ankles.
After the golden flames touched Xue Wu's chains, the chains at his ankles were locked even tighter.
"How could this happen? I...I just want to help you..."
Yang Feng was a little at a loss. He didn't expect that it would intensify the other party's pain.
"No,...it's okay...thank you."
There was blood oozing from her ankle, and Xue Wu's eyes didn't show any anger. This was her fate.
"Tell me what to do to save you?"
Although he and this Xue Wu,
It was only the first time he met her, but he felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy. He had also felt this feeling in Qingyi.
"You can't save me. If you have this heart, that's enough. Just leave."
"No! You're not Xuewu, right? Who are you? Why do I feel an inexplicable affinity for you?"
"Bingso Divine Veins? Are you Bingyao? Right?"
The Ice Soul Divine Vein in his body was restless, and the original owner of the Ice Soul Divine Vein was not him, but was transplanted into his body by Bingyao. Therefore, the only one who can make the Ice Soul Divine Vein resonate is Bingyao. .
But why did they become like this?
"Bingyao?"
Xue Wu silently recited this unfamiliar name, but for some reason, she always felt that this name sounded nice and was more noble than Xue Wu.
What happened after the Dao Dao guillotine destroyed the Daxia Star and the Desolate Star? Why did Yang Feng get acquainted with Qingyi on the ancient starry sky battlefield? Qingyi's appearance was almost the same as Qingxuan's, and now Xuewu made Bingpo's divine pulse tremble.
Who deprived them of the memories that should have belonged to them, or was it that Qingxuan and Bingyao were no longer alive, while Qingyi and Xuewu were their reincarnations?
Until now, Yang Feng still doesn't understand what he has experienced in the ancient starry sky battlefield.
"Boy, if you are on your body, it will burn everything here. Xuewu can't stand the flames on you."
"Snow Emperor, you deserve to die!"
Yang Feng said word by word. He was angry. Is there someone behind the Snow Emperor? Or someone else changed Bingyao's fate.
All this can only be known from the Snow Emperor's mouth.
"Tell me honestly, what happened? Why are you and Xue Dan here?"
"Hahaha... On the top of the snowy mountain, the source of sin is buried. Because someone wanted us to cover up the sin, we were born."
"Aren't you here for the Starry Sky Throne?"
"The Starry Sky Throne? Hahaha... There is only one Starry Sky Throne in the Air Forbidden War Zone, but there are three great saints. Do you think our turn will be in the Starry Sky Throne?"
The Snow Emperor's tone was sarcastic and disdainful!
Yang Feng turned his gaze to Xue Wu aside, hoping to get the answer. Unfortunately, Xue Wu shook his head. The name Bingyao sounded very nice and she liked it very much, but she was not. She was destined to only be a snowflake swaying in the wind and could not become ice.
This name, which exuded a noble aura, was a luxury wish for her.
"Snow Emperor, I need the Blood Pill, so I won't give up no matter what."
"Even if she dies? You still want the Blood Pill?"
"you dare!"
Yang Feng would not let anyone hurt Xue Wu easily before he truly figured out Xue Wu's identity.
"Let's make a deal. I'm very interested in your magical powers. How about trading with you with Xue Wu?"
"You are delusional! Xuewu is not an object. She should have her own life, instead of being controlled by you and being your slave."
It turned out that he was coveting the Eternal Demon Suppressing Fist and Qilin Seven Steps, so no wonder he would try to obstruct him in every possible way.
"Xue Wu is not a trading object, she is just a slave. Her destiny is to stay here until the day her life runs out."
Xue Wu didn't refute anything, just stood quietly, the blood on her ankle was still flowing.
Yang Feng bent down to bandage Xue Wu, and when the warm palm touched her cold ankle, a touching blush appeared on her normally calm face.
Her eyes, as pure as snow, reflected the man beneath her.
"Yang Xie, why do you want to leave me with thoughts? You clearly know my fate..."
Standing on the top of the snow-capped mountains, her world is filled with only snow. Under the thick ice and snow, covered with numerous bones, are buried the unknown "evil".
"Bingyao, you have to believe me. I can take you away. No matter what happens to you or who changes you, I will get back the original you."
What Yang Feng doesn't know is that Qingxuan and Bingyao are immortals. Immortals have lived many lives, and immortals have no memory in each life.
An inexplicable power caused them to turn around and reincarnate.
Yang Feng took the memories of their previous life and continued their relationship with them in this life.
Forcibly interfered with their destiny.
"I... am just Xue Wu... not Bing Yao..."
Xue Wu's voice was so low that only she could hear it. The name Bingyao was so old that she had never mentioned it and had forgotten this level of identity.
"My emperor's patience has its limits. Have you thought about it?"
"My dancing shadows are scattered, and you wander around in the dancing moon. I will be a snow dance all my life, and I will be a snow dance all my life."
Xue Wu endured the pain from her ankle and began to dance lightly. Yang Feng was stunned. The "Bing Yao" in his eyes turned into the woman in front of him, but in the blink of an eye, Xue Wu was Xue Wu after all, not Bing Yao. .
"Snow Emperor, what if I don't agree? What can you do to me?"
Yang Feng looked directly at the Snow Emperor, who was far superior to him in realm, but Snow was afraid of fire, especially the golden flames of the sun, which commanded all fires in the world.
"Haha! Then I will torture her in front of you and make her life worse than death."
"you dare!"
"Snow Emperor, come at me if you have any problem."
Xue Wu stopped dancing and came to Yang Feng's side. She had no regrets in being able to dance for Yang Feng.
"Then I won't use the Golden Flame of the Sun, but I want to see how strong your ice city is."
The power of blood.
Yang Feng wanted to take a gamble on the Ice Soul Divine Vein, the supreme bloodline of the Ice Tribe.
And snow and ice come from the same origin.
"Oh? I'd like to see what else you can do."
"Bing Soul Divine Veins, open!"
Yang Feng activated his Ice Soul Divine Vein and transformed into the Frozen God of War. On the top of the snow mountain, the snow became even colder.
The cold wind howled.
"What a powerful bloodline. Are you from the Ice Clan, one of the ten major races? It's impossible that the Ice Clan has been destroyed."
One of the ten ancient races, the Ice Tribe.
"It turns out you are really the Holy Master."
Xue Wu lost her composure for the first time. She could not mistake the blood aura on Yang Feng's body. It was the Ice Soul Divine Vein, one of the ten major races and the supreme blood of the Ice Clan.
"Whether the Ice Tribe has been destroyed or not, it is not your turn to judge. Next, accept the punishment!"
The blood of the Snow Emperor comes from the Snow Clan, and in the past the Snow Clan was just a vassal of the Ice Clan.
He relied on his noble bloodline, but in Yang Feng's eyes he was just trash.
"Even if you have the Bingso Divine Veins, you can't change her fate. You can only watch her enjoy my crotch, hahaha..."
Noble bloodline only means you are noble.
Xue Wu's eyes gradually dimmed.
"You go."
"I do not go."
Yang Feng was very stubborn. He didn't want to leave and didn't want Xue Wu to be humiliated.
"I beg you, please leave me the last bit of dignity, okay?"
Xuewu's voice became lower and lower.
Yang Feng stood there.
"Is bloodline really that important?"
"You won't understand. Bloodline determines so much, fate, future..."
Xue Wu walked towards the Snow Emperor step by step from Yang Feng.
Moth to flame?
