Above the ice peak, there was a bright fire.

The power of the flame and the fierce aura of the Ice Peak were completely incompatible, but they appeared at the same time.

“Go up and take a look.”

Ye Qingyu's heart moved, and the white horse's wings activated and soared into the sky.

Xiaojiu bit Ye Qingyu's shoes tightly and flew up.

The pressure in the surrounding space was very terrifying. Ye Qingyu was covered with twenty vital snow dragon phantoms, and his inner body was activated to the extreme. The white horse wings burst out with the most dazzling light. It took him twenty breaths to finally arrive at the top of this ice and snow peak.

He landed gently on the top of the peak.

"This is……"

The peak is only the size of an acre of land, as smooth as a mirror, as if someone had polished it out bit by bit.

In the middle of the peak platform, there is a nine-layer ice crystal altar, like a pyramid, with a large bottom and a small top. The ice crystals are crystal clear without any impurities, showing a completely transparent color. You can see from here at a glance, and the height is only one meter. At the top of this miniature ice crystal altar, a piece of jade as big as a thumb releases a silver flame, burning.

The jade trembled slightly like mutton fat, and I didn't know what it was.

A ball of silver flame on it was jumping silently, like leaping mercury, treacherous and weird.

The intimate summon that Ye Qingyu felt before was surging out from the flames.

At this time, the distance between the stations was closer, and this intimacy became clearer.

This feeling was like a relative connected by blood, standing in the silver and strange flames, recruiting Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu approached this miniature crystal altar step by step.

Whenever an altar appears, there must be something strange.

In the Heavenly Realm, the altar generally symbolizes power beyond normality.

Ye Qingyu didn't dare to be careless either.

He looked around the altar carefully and found nothing special.

Finally he came to the altar and carefully observed the ice crystal torch and mutton fat jade.

Lift your hand and it was only half a meter away from the flame, but you couldn't feel the temperature at all.

"This silver flame is a bit strange... Legend has it that there are ten extraordinary fires in the Tianhuang Realm. Unlike ordinary flames, it is the most strange fire between heaven and earth, such as the Qinglian Pure Fire, the World Demon Fire, the Divine Intention, the Spiritual Fire of Zhuxian Heart Fire, the Era True Fire, etc., all are extremely rare flames, with special power, and the power of some strange fires is too terrible, and even gods and demons must be afraid, and belong to one of the strongest forces between heaven and earth."

Ye Qingyu thought to himself.

He once saw this information in the book book of Bailu Academy. There is a special book that introduces the characteristics, shapes and regions of various strange fires in the Tianhuang Realm. Ye Qingyu read it in detail. He never forgets it, so he remembers it very reliably.

The silver flame in front of me looked warm, jumping non-stop, silent, like a ball of mercury floating in the void.

From the perspective of representation, it seems to belong to the strange fire.

But Ye Qing and couldn't determine which kind of strange fire this silver flame was.

"Is it the spirit fire of divine intention? The colors are very similar and the temperature is very similar. However, ancient books record that when the spirit fire of divine intention, there must be strange sounds accompanying it, echoing in the void sky like a god singing, making people unable to help but feel worshipping... Is it the heart fire of Zhuxian? It's not right, ancient books record that when the heart fire of Zhuxian, there must be strange phenomena, and drops of fairy blood will be emitted and hidden in the void..."

Ye Qingyu compared the characteristics of the top ten strange fires one by one, but still did not draw any conclusions.

He thought for a while and took out a silver scimitar inscription from the [Genting Copper Furnace].

This knife is a weapon left by the Lord of the White Horse Tower in the past. The forging technology and materials are of high quality. Blowing hair and cutting hair can be regarded as a magic weapon.

He held the scimitar and slowly extended the tip of the knife into the silver flame.

The next moment, Ye Qingyu's face changed.

An extreme chill instantly exploded out of the flames.

The moment the scimitar touches the flame, the blade is frozen into powder.

At the same time, the originally silent and beating flame suddenly became irritable, as if a sleeping dragon was suddenly awakened. The silver flame light spread like a scimitar lightning. What followed was a magnificent and vast spiritual will. The mountain torrent burst poured out from the white mutton fat jade. It instantly filled the entire space of the Xuelong Tomb.

Ye Qingyu was the first to be involved. He was overwhelmed by this solemn and vast spiritual will. He could not move at all, just like a petrified person.

"Oh...Is this... the martial arts will of the extremely powerful man?"

When martial arts practice reaches its extreme, will can be understood through the spirit. Those powerful people can imprint their will in the void or some strange objects and keep it forever. Even if they die, their will can still be stored in the world. In the face of such martial arts will, the younger generation is like an ant falling into the vast ocean and invincible. Once they violate their will, they will turn into powder in an instant.

Ye Qingyu was determined by this mysterious martial arts will, and could not speak, could not move his eyes, and could not move his feet.

The silver flame that spread from the scimitar instantly burned the inscription scimitar into ashes, and spread to Ye Qingyu's palm.

A cool feeling came, and Ye Qingyu's palm lost consciousness.

As the silver flame spread, the flame light gradually swallowed Ye Qingyu's arms, shoulders, chest, abdomen, and head...

In the end, Ye Qingyu was shrouded in this mysterious silver flame.

The body has completely lost consciousness.

But Ye Qingyu's will is still sober.

This feeling is like the soul is out of body.

Ye Qingyu was surprised to find that he could still see things.

But the perspective became extremely strange.

He could see the Ice and Snow Peak standing in the Snow Dragon Tomb, see the Ice Crystal Altar on the top of the Ice Crystal Altar, and see a man engulfed by silver flames next to the Ice Crystal Altar, whose body gradually became blurred, but the silver flames became larger and larger, and finally emerged dozens of meters high, as if they were a human-shaped torch...

You can also see Xiaojiu roaring wildly on the side, circled around the figure engulfed by the silver flames like crazy. He jumped up several times to try to put out the fire, but was directly bounced away by the silver flames...

For some reason, the silver flame could not ignite the foodie Xiaojiu!

Ye Qingyu felt that at this moment, he was like an outsider, like a god looking down at the mortal world, watching everything that was happening on the top of the lonely peak with a cold look.

The person who was burned by silver flames was about to turn into ashes like the inscription scimitar, and it was clearly me, but why could I see such a picture from this perspective? Am I dead and my soul floating in the sky, so...

Ye Qingyu couldn't understand what he was experiencing.

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang in my ears—

"Human?"

The sound of doubt and surprise was only two ancient syllables.

Ye Qingyu was stunned and immediately understood the meaning of these two syllables.

This syllable is vaguely the language of the human race in the early post-demon era. After several epochs, few people have used this ancient language again. Only some rune formation masters, alchemists or alchemists who often deal with ancient books know this language. For example, the human language circulating in the wasteland today has long changed.

Because Ye Qingyu first studied the ancient bronze book [God and Demon Title Collection], he spent a while to study ancient characters and ancient languages. Therefore, as long as it is not too rare, it would be difficult for him to do so.

Before Ye Qingyu could answer, the voice appeared again-

"It turns out to be a human race... Is it because of God's will?"

It seems to be talking to oneself.

Ye Qingyu vaguely understood a little at this time.

This sound came from the mysterious martial arts will that surging like a vast ocean that swept across the entire Xuelong Tomb.

"Young man, don't be afraid..." The ancient vicissitudes of voice sounded again, and it was still the language of the post-god and demon era that was about to die in this world. Ye Qingyu didn't hear it very clearly, but he could vaguely understand the general meaning. The voice continued to sound and asked again: "Which year is the Three Emperors's calendar now?"

The Three Emperors’ Calendar?!

Ye Qingyu didn't know what to say.

In the post-demon era, the rise of the three emperors of the human race supported the immortality of the chaotic times. The following were the Five Emperors competing for the world, the human race prospered, and then the Five Emperors disappeared. The human race had been prospering for several eras. Now, it is very far away from the Three Emperors and Five Emperors era. Today, people think about the Three Emperors and Five Emperors era, just like a mortal talking about myths. This voice asked when the year of the Three Emperors and the Three Emperors calendar is now. Is he a person from the Three Emperors era?

The Three Emperors era has been around for millions of years!

Without getting Ye Qingyu's answer, the voice was silent for a moment, as if he had realized something, and asked again: "Can the Three Emperors pass away? What era is it now?"

Ye Qingyu suppressed the huge shock in his heart and said, "Senior, the era of the Three Emperors was already six million and seven million years ago. Now it is the era of the Human Emperor, and this is the Blizzard Icefield in the Heavenly Realm..." He tried to describe the changes of time in the simplest words. The words of the post-God and Demon Age were very difficult to speak, and Ye Qingyu also said it very hard, and I don't know if the other party understood it.

A long silence.

There was a long sigh immediately.

There are so many emotions in this sigh.

"You are so weak, how can you get here..." The voice seemed to be talking to yourself, and then a strong wave of martial arts will spread out, as if you were sensing everything around you. After three or four breaths, you obviously had learned something. The voice contained a huge shock: "Is this the world already like this... The Ice Throne is so declining, and all the guardians are all falling. What exactly happened... Why is there a dragon god bloodline in the body of a human teenager..."

Ye Qingyu probably understood too many obscure syllables a little.

Obviously this voice is lamenting the vicissitudes of the world.

However, Ye Qingyu was even more anxious about his situation at this time. In his sight, his body had been completely swallowed by silver flames. In a vague way, he could see his muscles and bones glowing crystal, like ice stones, which were suddenly melting. Just like the Snow Dragon Kings who had fallen for tens of thousands of years along the way, his body finally turned into black ice, which was extremely strange.

It seemed that I felt Ye Qingyu's anxiety, and the voice sounded again-

"Don't worry, young man, you are swallowed by the Supreme Ice Flame. This is your fortune. There is the blood of the Dragon God in your body, so you can get here and see me... Meeting is fate, and the Supreme Ice Flame cannot kill you... This is the will of heaven and earth... The opportunity has come... Young man, I will pass on your ten true meanings of martial arts [Tianlong True Idea] to help you refine this Supreme Ice Flame..."

The words fell.

A powerful will, like a sharp sword, pierced into Ye Qingyu's consciousness soul.

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