But now compared with the past, the strength of this human race is many times stronger. The Snow Dragon King was very confused. He was a little confused. Although he hibernated every year, he could also sense the years outside. It was only about ten years. Why is the strength of this human race so powerful? It cannot see clearly in front of the young man in white. Facing him, it is like facing a waveless abyss, which makes the Snow Dragon King feel a trembling feeling from the soul.

"Snow Dragon King, we're meeting again."

Ye Qingyu smiled and greeted her.

During the first meeting, he got some opportunities from the Xuelong's nest. To some extent, Xuelong was also one of his benefactors.

"It's really you?" Snow Dragon King was shocked.

It is now certain.

"How could your strength be so strong... Could you really be the reincarnation of the Dragon God?"

It's incredibly authentic.

After careful sensing, the Snow Dragon King discovered that there were really a wave of true dragon aura on Ye Qingyu's body.

But soon, it chose to surrender.

"I'll make an appointment." Ye Qingyu said, then walked towards the depths of the Xuelong's nest.

Deep in the sky is the Snow Dragon Tomb.

It is the most sacred place of the Xuelong clan.

Generally speaking, such tombs, just like the dragon tomb of the Dragon Human Clan, will never be allowed to enter by outsiders.

But the Snow Dragon King did not stop Ye Qingyu.

Because it believes that Ye Qingyu is the reincarnation of the Dragon God - even if it is not the reincarnation of the Dragon God, Ye Qingyu's true dragon aura is enough to make the Xuelong clan respectful, so Ye Qingyu is naturally qualified to enter the Dragon Tomb, and many snow dragons accompany him like guards.

The Snow Dragon King was very humble.

"One day ago, a female swordsman of the human race forced into the dragon tomb of our clan. She was very powerful and her strength was so terrifying that it was difficult to reach the side. Just like a sword immortal in the sky, we could not stop it. Fortunately, she did not start a killing act, but just drove away us. Now she is deep in the dragon tomb... The lord just said that he was here for this female swordsman?" it asked.

Ye Qingyu nodded and said, "It's an old friend."

The Snow Dragon King and the other Snow Dragons immediately felt awe.

Lord Dragon God’s friend is naturally a guest of honor for the Xuelong clan. Fortunately, there was no big conflict before.

"There was a strange phenomenon in the depths of the dragon tomb of our clan. The previous generation of Snow Dragon King had penetrated into it, and later left a last word to prevent descendants from entering the deepest part. It is said that there is a great danger. If you want to enter it, you must be careful." Snow Dragon King was simply aware of everything.

Ye Qingyu nodded.

He knew that the Snow Dragon King must be talking about the mysterious coffin deep in the Snow Dragon's nest, and the [Blood-soaked Dragon Tooth] mentioned by the million-year-old heroic soul. It seems that the Snow Dragon Clan does not know much about these things.

Members of the Xuelong clan sent Ye Qingyu all the way to the entrance of the dragon's cave.

Due to the limitations of clan rules, they could no longer enter and could only watch Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu followed the road he had walked before and passed through some ice corridors and caves, as if he had entered a maze, but he had unparalleled consciousness and soon found the right path. After a moment, he suddenly became cheerful and arrived at the real dragon cave and dragon tomb.

The familiar scene appeared again.

He once went on adventures with Daigou Xiaojiu, met a million-year heroic soul, and obtained the true intention of the Tianlong.

Following the familiar road, Ye Qingyu finally arrived in front of the towering snow-capped mountains in the underground.

The mountain is like a sword.

A huge evil aura lingers, and Ye Qingyu's current cultivation level makes him feel more clearly.

There are indeed great evil things here, and some ancient dragon formations that protect and suppress something, which makes people feel heartbroken. Ye Qingyu was just a warrior from the Lingquan Realm. After coming here, he could not detect anything. But when he felt it again, he couldn't help but feel shocked. He was indeed extremely lucky to be able to escape from here.

At the same time, on the top of the Great Snow Mountain, there was an extremely sharp sword intent that soared into the sky, making people tremble.

Familiar sword intent.

It represents a familiar person.

"Mr. Wang, after leaving for more than ten years, I'm safe."

Ye Qingyu smiled, and his body soared into the sky, and instantly arrived at the top of the underground snow-capped mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there is only one acre of land and a large platform.

But it seems to be specially polished, the ground is as smooth as a mirror, and can print human figures in reverse.

In the middle of the platform, there is a nine-story ice crystal altar, like a pyramid, which is somewhat similar to the pyramids of the tombs of the Dragon Man Emperor in the Dragon Man clan’s ancestor tombs. The bottom is big and the top is small, and the ice crystals are crystal clear without any impurities, showing a completely transparent color. At the top of the altar, there is a piece of jade the size of a thumb.

Next to the altar, a figure stood tall.

White dress, black hair, long sword.

Female Sword Immortal King Jianru.

He is arrogant and peerless, with an unparalleled appearance and a high temperament.

It was indeed her.

Seeing this figure, Ye Qingyu felt a little excited in his heart.

Back then, Wang Jianru had an ordinary appearance and taught in Bailu Academy. He was also one of his teachers. After Song Xiaojun's blood power burst out, it was Wang Jianru who cut through the joint roundup of the four major soldiers in Luming County City with one sword and took Song Xiaojun away.

At that time, Wang Jianru slashed out with one sword and slashed through the sky. The strength he showed was already terrifying, which impressed Ye Qingyu.

But when facing Wang Jianru, Ye Qingyu was still extremely surprised to find that he could not see through the strength of this female sword immortal, just like facing a waveless ancient well, deep and unconscious. It should be noted that with Ye Qingyu's current cultivation level, unless he is a quasi-emperor, any strong man can see the level of his realm at a glance when he stands in front of him.

Could it be that Wang Jian is a quasi-emperor?

impossible.

Ye Qingyu was startled by his own idea and quickly denied this guess by himself.

"Mr. Wang, don't be fine." Ye Qingyu calmed down and saluted.

"Haha, after more than ten years of separation, who would have thought that the down-and-out young man back then was now a peak storm that was famous in the entire world," Wang Jianru's eyes took it as if it was like a sharp sword. He looked up and down at Ye Qingyu and said, "Even if he is a crazy prophet, he would never have expected this situation today."

Ye Qingyu performed the ritual of his disciples and said, "Mr. Wang praised it. Mr. is the real supreme figure in the world. The students have some experience in what they have learned, but they still cannot see through Mr. Mr. He wants to test it in words.

"Haha, my cultivation level is not important." Wang Jianru's eyes softened a little, and he said, "When I took Xiaojun away, I thought you two would never meet again in my life, but I didn't expect that luck was so magical. I'm afraid that you can meet again in a short while."

Ye Qingyu smiled.

He actually understood what Wang Jianru meant in this sentence.

At that time, Song Xiaojun seemed to be hunted down by the whole world, which was extremely dangerous, but after all, there was real dark blood flowing in her body, and she was the king of the Dark Immortal City. As long as she returned to the Dark Immortal City, she would be one of the heroes who looked down on the world. In the vast world, only those top figures who looked down on the mortal world could fight against it. At that time, she was just a small student of the Little White Deer Academy in the Little Little Luming County City in the Little Tianhuang Realm. She was only fourteen years old in the Lingquan Realm. Even if she had some potential, it would be a joke if she could grow into a giant-level existence in the Great Thousand World. So in Wang Jianru's view, Ye Qingyu at that time was a hundred thousand miles apart from Song Xiaojun. Not to mention that he was a little student, even the emperor of the Snow Country, he was probably similar to an ant in front of Song Xiaojun.

At that time, Wang Jianru must have thought that Ye Qingyu would never have any anxiety with the arrogant Song Xiaojun in the future. Even this female sword fairy admired Ye Qingyu very much at that time, and was moved by Ye Qingyu's adventure to save Song Xiaojun and the risk of seeing Song Xiaojun's righteousness. At that time, Wang Jianru naturally believed that when Song Xiaojun melted and merged his dark bloodline and forgot his past and present life, he would also forget Ye Qingyu.

However, things are unpredictable.

Ye Qingyu's growth was beyond his imagination.

Ye Qingyu is now intimidating the world. Anyone who knows his achievements will be shocked and trembling. There are not many people and forces in today's world who are qualified to stand in front of Ye Qingyu.

So now Ye Qingyu is qualified to stand in front of Song Xiaojun.

"I have always wanted to know where Xiaojun is, and I have never given up looking for Xiaojun," Ye Qingyu said seriously and sincerely: "Since Mr. Wang knows Xiaojun's whereabouts, please tell me, I think I have enough strength to stand by her side and fight for her, right?"

Wang Jianru nodded: "You are indeed qualified."

This sentence completely recognizes Ye Qingyu's weight.

Ye Qingyu felt relieved when he heard this, and he breathed a sigh of relief. However, at this time, he would not have thought that after he knew Wang Jianru's true identity in the future, he would understand how important this sentence was.

"Thank you, sir." Ye Qingyu saluted again.

A smile appeared on Wang Jianru's face and said, "I took Xiaojun away from you back then. In the near future, I will bring her to you again. I hope you can still remember the oath that year. No matter what happens, you will stand firmly by her and truly shelter her from the wind and rain."

Ye Qingyu said firmly and firmly: "For so many years, I will never forget the oaths of the past years."

Wang Jianru nodded with relief.

After pausing, she said again: "This time I asked you to come, I was entrusted by someone to solve the evil spirit in this evil place."

"Are you talking about [Blood-soaked Dragon Teeth]?" Ye Qingyu asked.

Wang Jianru nodded and said, "Yes, but not all, the evil spirit here is not entirely caused by [Blood-soaked Dragon Tooth]. There is also an ancient evil formation... Well, let's talk about [Blood-soaked Dragon Tooth] first. Do you know the origin of this evil thing?"

Ye Qingyu shook his head.

The origin of this name is still from the mouth of a million-year heroic soul, and he has no idea.

"It is a dragon god's tooth. It was originally a supreme sacred thing, a rare auspicious thing between heaven and earth. Unfortunately, it was eroded and dirty because it was stained with the blood of the demon lord. Just like there are few things that restrain him today," Wang Jianru slowly came to the edge of the crystal altar and said, "The only object that can restrain this dragon tooth is on your body."—

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