Among the seventy-two palaces, the twelve palaces near the central sky are shimmering with silver light, and the stars and moonlight are flowing. These twelve palaces are entirely made of mysterious cold ice jade. Monks who practice in the palace for a long time can warm and nourish the kidneys.

Divine possession.

The Ice Palace only covers an area of ​​a hundred feet, but its interior is vast and boundless, comparable to a large city.

The golden ancient chariot lay across the jade ice. Wang Teng, majestic and tall, with black hair shawl, stared at the cold moonlight with a sad expression. In an instant, he stepped into the ice palace.

Many ascetic monks discovered his existence and whispered about it, very surprised.

"Beidi was defeated at the hands of Cao Yusheng, and he actually appeared here."

Jiang Li sent out a spiritual thought and walked out of the hall. The spirit body was high in the sky, and his dark pupils shot out two rays of light. He looked at the palace due north with a look of doubt in his eyes.

Nine thick dragon energy surged out, and Xia Ye of the Great Xia Dynasty came out, looked at several old acquaintances, and said with a smile: "I saw the figure of the Central Emperor just now. It seems that that one is still measured."

While hunting in cassocks, a group of old monks appeared. Several Buddha lights appeared on the backs of their heads. Divine rings shrouded their bodies. They showed compassion for heaven and earth. They looked like top masters at first glance.

An old man in red Buddhist robes chanted the Buddha's name, with a look of pain on his face, and sighed: "Wang Teng, Qi Lin, and Xiang Yufei are all safe, but my poor disciple has not returned!"

Seeing Master Fatuo from Daleiyin Temple speaking out, the uncle of the Great Xia Emperor felt a little ashamed. Previously, Xia Yilin led the practice, and the Great Xia Empire sent him as an envoy to the Western Desert. He and this man were old acquaintances.

Xia Ye gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, Master Fatuo, I will meet the Lord of Chaos Palace tomorrow."

"Haha..." The eighth ancestor of the Ji family smiled calmly and returned to the palace.

Many Xiantai monks had teasing looks in their eyes. From the previous generations of the Yaoguang Saint and the descendants of Miaoyu Temple, they knew that this Chaos Palace Master was not an easy person to deal with. Maybe the Buddha Girl had already fallen into the hands of Cao Yusheng.

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"Perhaps the Western Bodhisattva is in the Central Heavenly Palace, why not break in and rescue his beloved disciple." Someone with ill intentions wants to stir up a conflict between the Chaos Palace and the Western Desert.

"How dare you, a young man from Fangxiao, to stand up?" Xia Ye shouted, murderous intent filling his eyes.

In the Twelve Palaces, thousands of rays of heaven-shaking divine light erupted from the palace on the second day, a terrifying blue light penetrated the void, and the unique imperial dragon energy roared, which was the symbol of the Zhongzhou monks.

"Ah..." After a scream, a Xiantai monk fell into the void, his body shattered inch by inch, and turned into a ball of blood mist.

Xia Ye took a closer look and sneered: "It turns out he is a remnant of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect. The eighth son of the Ji family, why is this person in your heavenly palace?"

Everyone was a little surprised. The eighth ancestor of the Ji family and Cao Yusheng were the most familiar with each other. Could it be that there was a hidden secret?

In the main hall of the Ji family, the eighth ancestor of the Ji family looked coldly and quickly found out that the culprit was someone from Ji Yanming's lineage.

After apologizing to Xia Ye, the eighth ancestor of the Ji family gathered everyone together, with an extremely cold expression. Ji Hui looked kind-hearted and smiled happily. As her ancestor stepped into the second heaven of Sendai, her status also increased.

A middle-aged man was kneeling in the hall, looking terrified. He was a tribesman sent by Ji Yanming.

"Haoyue, what do you think we should do?" Ji Hui asked the young man in purple beside her with a smile, her attitude was very cordial.

Now my ancestor and the Lord of Chaos Palace are intersecting, and the divine body is also involved. In other words, they belong to the same lineage.

"If you don't handle things carefully, you should be demoted to Beiyuan!"

Ji Haoyue was carrying the divine sword on his back and his eyes were cold and sharp. He had a close relationship with Su Yu, so he naturally spoke to Su Yu.

Seeing the indifferent attitude of his own body, the middle-aged man felt a chill in his heart. The Beiyuan stronghold was the most desolate territory of the Ji family, and the monthly supply of source stones was far inferior to that of the southern region.

He wanted to argue, but under the pressure of Sendai's Second Heaven, he was both physically and mentally overwhelmed, unable to speak, and terrified.

"Take it away." The eighth ancestor of the Ji family waved his hand, not wanting to say anything more.

Ji Hui nodded, offered a dragon tendon divine chain, and took the man down.

Seeing a familiar clan member leave, Ji Ziyue couldn't bear it, but Da Yue held her hand and said in a serious voice: "You will have to face these things in the future. A moment of kindness will harm the family. You understand.

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"Hmph, I get it."

Little Moon, dressed in purple clothes, came out of the dust with lightness, her hair was like a waterfall, her nose was wrinkled, she grinded her shining little tiger teeth, and broke away from her brother's clutches.

Seeing her sister's disgusted look, Ji Haoyue's heart was broken. She felt that the cabbage she had worked so hard to raise had been picked, and she was filled with anger.

"Ye Fan, just wait for me. I will let you know what pain is tomorrow!"

In a palace palace, Big Black Dog, Ye Fan, and Duan De were drinking together. They were surrounded by a quiet lake, with water and grass mixed with the smell of earth. There were no beautiful trees planted nearby, and there were no pavilions or palaces to decorate them.

, some are just primitive nature.

The aquatic plants, wild birds, and pond fish all have the flavor of a mountainous countryside, which is extraordinary in the ordinary. Although it has no elegant scenery, it is close to the main road and is loved by some monks...

Through the illusory light and shadow, the Black Emperor looked at Wang Teng's palace with fiery eyes. Seeing the chariot of the Holy Path disappear, it couldn't help but sigh.

"It is indeed the sacred chariot of the holy way, but it is in a sealed state." Duan De took back the bone mirror in his hand and felt a little moved.

With his eyesight, he could see through the various equipment on Wang Teng's body at a glance, including the Mysterious Pattern Copper Mother Chariot, the Star Fantasy Mithril Emperor Sword, and the Immortal Second Heavenly Magic Clothes. Each one of them made his mouth water, and he was worthy of it.

He is the young master of the ancient family.

The unscrupulous Taoist slapped his thigh and shouted: "Damn it, it seems the rumors are true. He really got the ancient inheritance. The inheritance of a great emperor. I wonder if the emperor's tomb is there."

When Hei Huang heard the word "Emperor's Tomb", he shuddered, there was saliva in his mouth, he kept breathing hot, he was very emotional.

Ye Fan on the side couldn't bear to look at him, and felt a little helpless. He persuaded: "Can you two restrain yourself? Wang Teng is a great monk in the secret realm of Xiantai."

"No, he has already broken into the second level of Sendai." Duan De corrected.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Thinking of there being an imperial tomb in Beiyuan, his heart surged and he felt that his life had a new meaning. If he did not dig an imperial tomb in this life, he would not die in peace.

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"Sendai Second Heaven...I really don't know if I'm crazy or you are crazy." Ye Fan covered his face with his hands and couldn't bear to look directly.

What makes him even more incomprehensible is that the two of them were incompatible with each other when they first met. After a brief twists and turns, the two hit it off and became very happy with each other.

The feast was over and the priceless spirit crystal wine was placed on the stone table. The fragrant aroma of the wine overflowed. The fish in the lake jumped out of the water, eager for the life essence in the wine.

The big black dog drank the immortal wine and became a little ecstatic. He hugged the fat Taoist priest's shoulders and laughed loudly: "The tomb of the ancient emperor, the emperor's soldiers... are all mine, hahaha." , they are all mine. Tomb robbers, you mentioned Zhongzhou Ghost Town before, continue..."

"At that time, three of the four great dynasties in Zhongzhou came... I also met Prince Daqian." Duan De shook his head, raised his glass and looked at the moon, and almost fell into the lake.

"Prince Daqian? No, he is not good. He was defeated by Ji Haoyue. He cannot be considered the top genius. The genius of Zhongzhou must be the emperor..." The big black dog tilted his head to look at him with drunken eyes.

From the Northern Emperor to the Southern Demon, and then from the Southern Demon to the Central Emperor, the big black dog scolded Fang Qiu, salivated, talked about the past and present, talked about the genius, talked about the Holy Land, and finally tapped Ye Fan with his big black paw.

"In another twenty years, my subordinates will be favored enough to fight in Beidou and let the world know the supreme majesty of my Black Emperor..."

"Damn it, you damn bitch, don't you deserve a beating?!" Ye Fan was furious.

Duan De laughed, and the atmosphere was joyful and warm. The three of them exchanged glasses and drank and chatted happily.

The moonlight fell like thin smoke, and suddenly, there were ripples in the sky, and a handsome young man walked in.

The Holy Son of Yaoguang came across the lake, his clothes fluttering like an immortal on the waves, his attitude was very gentle, with a faint smile on his face, he stared at Ye Fan and said: "Ye Fan, I You came uninvited, so don’t be surprised if you come here uninvited!”

When Ye Fan saw the person coming, his eyes showed a hint of surprise and said, "Holy Son of Light, what do you want from me?"

"After you pass the level tomorrow, I want to fight with you at the same level. I hope you won't refuse." The Holy Son of Yaoguang bowed to Ye Fan and said sincerely.

"this......"

Ye Fan was a little hesitant. He had enmity with Holy Son of Light in the Northern Territory, and now the other party's attitude made him a little puzzled.

"The weasel is giving New Year's greetings to the rooster, and he has no good intentions." Heihuang smelled of alcohol and spoke uncontrollably.

The Holy Son of Shaking Light raised his sword eyebrows slightly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the big black dog with a faint look. He was filled with resentment now, and he didn't want to hold back any longer.

Since being soft is not enough, he has no choice but to be hard. No matter what, he just wants results!

The Holy Son of Yaoguang snorted coldly, stretched out a hand as white as jade, and grabbed the big black dog to imprison it.

Duan De quickly ran away, not wanting to get involved in the affairs here, and he knew very well the methods of this black dog, and there was nothing the other party could do against it.

"Woof!" The big black dog's shiny black hair stood on end. It sensed danger and opened its mouth to bite.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the light shone brightly, the void trembled, and a mysterious rune appeared, wrapped around the fingertips of the Holy Son of Fluctuating Light, and suppressed the Black Emperor. There were traces of space laws in it, and the killing intent was shocking.

"when……"

The Black King opened his mouth and spit out a big bell, which blocked the runes emerging from the Dao pattern and made a long trembling sound, setting off layers of turbulent waves.

It has to be said that the Holy Son of Yaoguang is indeed a celestial figure, rarely seen in ancient times. He is a top figure of the younger generation, and his strength is so powerful that people are shocked.

He squeezed the divine seal with his hand, and the divine power of the fifth level of the Dao Palace exploded completely. The Black Emperor was knocked upside down and flew out, but it was not injured. It had copper tendons and iron bones, and it got up in one go. It was drunk all of a sudden.

Woke up most of the time.

"How dare you take action here!" Seeing that the other party had no scruples at all, Ye Fan used his Tiange and glared at him angrily.

However, he also saw clearly the reality of Yaoguang Holy Son. The opponent only used the magic power at the peak of the Dao Palace and did not attack with all his strength.

"The Lord of Chaos Palace has an order, and anyone in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm can take action against you."

The eyes of the Holy Son of Shaking Light flickered and flickered. He came here just to get rid of the shackles, no matter what means he used.

"Humph, in that case, let's fight tomorrow!" Ye Fan snorted coldly, pointing at the young man in white with the Holy Dao Tiange, his murderous intention revealed.

The divine radiance dissipated, and seeing that his goal was achieved, the Holy Son of Light closed his eyes, with a trace of sadness on his face, and said with a wry smile: "It's a battle of the same rank."

After he finished speaking, he turned into a ray of soft light and disappeared from the place, his figure a little lonely.

"What's wrong with him?" Ye Fan withdrew his sword and half-squinted his eyes. He had been thinking about the words of Holy Son Yaoguang, and doubts arose in his heart.
To be continued...