Xuefu and the others galloped all the way, and within half a day, they arrived at Bingpo Youyun Crossing.
Only then did Bing Chen truly feel relieved.
"Qianyou!"
Looking back, I saw chills to the bone and murderous intent.
"I'm waiting for you to come!" Bing Chen said in a cold voice.
In half a day, if Qianyou had nothing to do, he would have been overtaken at the speed of killing several people. From this, Bing Chen dared to conclude that the two swords "breaking the void and one sword" would definitely cause serious damage to him.
"Kong has a virtual god cultivation level, and his physical body is only at the level of Dao Tribulation, hidden in the shadows. When we meet next time, I will destroy your clone to sacrifice Qing Yun's spirit in the sky!" Bing Chen said in a cold voice again.
Turning around and looking at Bingpo Youyundu, Bingchen felt inexplicably lonely and angry.
It was once prosperous and prosperous, but now it is deserted.
Although he knew that all the people in Bingpo City had just moved away, if he hadn't noticed in advance that the catastrophe was about to happen again, the situation at this time might have been a true portrayal of what would happen a few years later.
Thinking of this, Bing Chen felt an inexplicable hatred towards those outside cultivators.
Just one poisoned corpse of the God King had caused so much destruction to all living beings in the mortal world, and almost all of them had been sacrificed in blood. Now, the void in the far west is reversed, and drastic changes are coming. If the people who left ten thousand years ago come again, how will this world escape?
A feeling of powerlessness came to his mind, and Bing Chen was silent for a while, but in the end it just turned into a helpless sigh.
All he can do is try his best to save the people close to him, and he is unable to do anything to save the common people.
...
There was no obstacle, and soon Bingchen and the others arrived at a magnificent ancient city.
Walking through the ancient streets that are now deserted. Arriving at a magnificent ancient palace, they finally set foot on the teleportation array in its central square. After Bing Chen entered the Ice Soul Sect Seal Art, several people successfully entered the Ice Soul Secret Realm.
Phoenix Dance Square!
On the teleportation array, Bing Chen and others appeared, and several divine thoughts locked them instantly.
"Son!"
"People from the Demon Sect!"
The next moment, outside the Fengwu Square, a dozen figures suddenly appeared, including Hao Ran, the first elder, the second elder, the third elder, and the Bing Qiong who couldn't deal with Bing Chen.
As soon as the Great Elder and others arrived, the entire Fengwu Square instantly became bone-chillingly cold. All the formations moved together, and a curtain of light fell down, surrounding the entire square.
The ice dome's true energy is rolling in, and it is frantically striking various seals into the various formations. The remaining dozen Dao Tribulation cultivators all had murderous intent on their faces, and the magic weapons in their hands were ready to go.
Seeing this, Bing Chen quickly waved his hands and said loudly: "Elders, please don't get excited, they are our own people."
When he said this, Bingchen waved his hand, and his ice eyes appeared beside him.
Looking around, Bingyan snorted coldly.
"Why, I am so warmly welcomed when I come back."
Outside the square, everyone in the Ice Soul Sect was stunned for a moment when they saw this, and then they all looked in the direction of the great elder.
His eyes glanced back and forth between Bing Miao, Xue Fu, Xue Lou, and Xue Xi. After a moment, the Great Elder said in a deep voice: "The bold disciples of the Demon Sect dare to insult the leader of our sect. Today you and others..."
"Senior Brother, your skin is itchy, right?"
Before the great elder had finished speaking, Bing Mu blocked his mouth with a cold and faint word.
The expressions of everyone in the Bingpo Sect were stagnant. However, after hearing this, the First Elder, Second Elder, and Third Elder immediately showed joy on their faces.
"Open the formation and welcome the sect master." The second elder said quickly.
...
After a brief conversation, Bing Chen immediately entered the Ice Soul Phoenix Altar with Bing Mou without too much delay.
The Ice Soul Phoenix Altar, which has a radius of dozens of miles, is the foundation of the Ice Soul Sect. Originally, only the highest level of the Ice Soul Sect could enter.
However, what Bing Chen could see now was that there were people everywhere and wooden buildings everywhere.
"I'm quite obedient." Bing Mou pursed her lips and said with a smile.
Before she left with Bing Chen, she had given instructions to have all the Ice Soul Sect disciples move to Feng Tan. She was originally a little worried that the stubborn elders would disobey her orders, but what she saw now was a smile on her lips.
"Do they dare not listen?" Bing Chen said with a bit of joking: "My junior sister is famous for being cold and strong, how can they dare to disobey?"
Hearing this, Bing Miao glared at Bing Chen.
At this moment, a figure teleported over and stopped in front of Bing Chen and Bing Mou.
Seeing the person coming, Bing Miao was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
"Disciple pays homage to Master!"
The person who came was none other than Bing Mou’s master, Bing Qin.
Looking carefully at Bing Yan, Bing Qin looked slightly excited, but frowned slightly.
"Injured?" Bingqin asked.
Bing Mu pursed her lips slightly and said softly: "The skin injury is not serious, Master, don't worry."
Bingqin's true essence surged quietly, checking Bingyan's injuries, and then glared at her, but he didn't say anything more.
It was also at this time that Bing Chen stepped forward, cupped his fists and saluted: "This disciple has seen the Supreme Being."
Bing Qin nodded and looked at Bing Chen. His aura was also empty, and his eyes could not help but show worry. After letting him off the court, he asked softly: "Has the catastrophe begun?"
Bing Chen shook his head and said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the catastrophe has not yet come. It's just that we encountered a strong enemy on the way back and had a fierce battle with it."
"Strong enemy!"
Bingqin was shocked.
She knew Bing Chen's ins and outs, and she had ice eyes to protect her. Anyone who could be called a powerful enemy by Bing Chen must be at the level of a false god.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, that person won't come to trouble us for the time being." Bing Chen said.
Bingqin shook his head. She was not afraid that the so-called powerful enemy would come to cause trouble. She also had several false gods in her Ice Soul Sect.
Seeing that Bingchen didn't want to say more, Bingqin didn't ask any more questions. After a few words of greeting, the three of them teleported and arrived at the Bingso Platform.
Looking at the white jade statue at the top of the Enlightenment Staircase, Bingchen knelt on his knees and kowtowed.
"Disciple, pay homage to Master!"
When Bingqin heard this, he was immediately startled. He glanced at the white jade statue, and then immediately looked at Bingmu to express his inquiry.
Bing Mu pursed her lips slightly, nodded slightly to Bing Qin, and then motioned her to wait and see what happened.
Bingqin felt excited when he saw this, and then he knelt down with Bingmou and looked at the white jade statue with eyes that were both excited and expectant.
But after a few breaths, the white jade statue suddenly exuded a mysterious and mysterious artistic conception. Before Bing Mou and Bing Qin could get excited, a stream of light flew out from the white jade statue, and then on the Enlightenment Staircase not far from the three of them, it transformed into a person wearing a white skirt, a veil, and long hair. , a graceful woman.
Upon seeing this, Bing Chen and the other three quickly kowtowed.
"Disciple pays homage to Master!"
"Disciple pays homage to the Patriarch!"
The woman walked slowly and came to Bingchen and the others. She looked at Bingchen and asked softly: "What, have you figured it out?"
Its sound is ethereal and ethereal, making people want to sink in but dare not blaspheme.
Hearing this, Bing Chen kowtowed again and said firmly: "Master, please accept my disciple's bow!"
The woman nodded, her eyes showing some praise.
"That's right, I didn't let Master wait too long. The three times of worship have come. From now on, you will be Master's registered disciple." The woman said.
The ice dust is slightly stunned.
"Named disciple?"
Seeing what Bing Chen was thinking, the woman then said again: "Whenever you can step out of this world and go to the world of floating ruins to find the master, I will officially accept you as my disciple."
Bingchen understood and quickly kowtowed again.
"Tell me, what's the purpose of coming to be my master this time?" the founder of the Ice Soul Sect asked instead.
Bing Chen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that before he even opened his mouth, the master he just worshiped would already take the initiative to ask. Then he smiled lightly and said: "Master is very insightful. As expected, the disciple can't hide anything from Master."
The founder of Bingpo Sect waved his hand, and Bingchen and the others stood up.
"Looking at how injured you and this little girl are, how could my master not know about it? Even if you try your best, you can only run away hastily and come back here to seek my master's protection. I think you have cultivated to the realm of virtual gods. And he is holding a heavy treasure, is it right for him to be a master?" said the founder of the Ice Soul Sect.
Bingchen hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Master, it is clear that it is exactly as Master said. When I went out this time, I met a clone of the god by chance."
Hearing this, the Patriarch of the Bingpo Sect focused his eyes, immediately looked at Bing Chen, and said in a deep voice: "What's going on, tell me in detail!"
Bing Chen didn't dare to hide anything, so he organized his words briefly and roughly told the story of his encounter with Qianyou to the founder of Bingpo Sect.
"Now, the hidden clone should be outside the secret realm." Bingchen added at the end of his words.
"Qianyou!" the founder of the Ice Soul Sect said in a faint tone.
But then, the Patriarch of the Bingpo Sect put aside the Qianyou matter, looked at Bingchen, with an inexplicable smile on his lips, and said: "So, you know a lot about Qianyou. Not only can you see through it, His identity is such that he can escape from the imitation Qianyuan Heaven and Earth. It seems that you, my disciple, have a lot of secrets."
Bing Chen knew that it was difficult to hide it, but he did not intend to hide too much from the founder of Bingpo Sect. He then said: "Master already knows the disciple's biggest secret. As for the other secrets, I don't intend to hide it from Master. Please, please Master goes to the disciple’s world of consciousness and talks about it.”
The ancestor of Bingpo Sect frowned slightly, but then he smiled faintly, took a step forward, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared between Bingchen's eyebrows.
Without any hindrance, the founder of Bingpo Sect arrived directly at Bingchen's world of consciousness.
As soon as Bingchen condensed his figure above Bingchen's sea of consciousness, Bingchen and Lan Youmeng came hand in hand to pay homage to him.
"Tell me, do you have any secrets to tell me?" the Ice Soul Sect's founder said with a half-smile.
Bing Chen cupped his fists and bowed slightly to him.
"Disciple, there is nothing important. Just to avoid Master's worries, I asked Master to come in personally and take a look. I also ask Master to come with the disciple." Bing Chen made a gesture of invitation and said.
The Patriarch of the Ice Soul Sect looked at Bing Chen with a faint look, but he did not refuse, and then flew forward with him.
Soon, the three of them arrived at the Bingchen Divine Platform.
As soon as he stepped onto the altar, the founder of the Bingpo Sect frowned slightly.
An artistic conception that made her feel uncomfortable, even a little uneasy, eroded away from her.
As he waved his hand, a curtain of soul power enveloped him. The founder of the Ice Soul Sect frowned slightly and asked: "What artistic conception?"
Bingchen made a secret to dispel the devouring force that filled the surroundings, and then said: "Devoured!"
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