Day 3.

A silver cold light suddenly emanated from the ice prism of the Xuan Ice Demon Tower.

As the light traces flowed, a huge figure of the demon clan came out.

"Palace Master Ye, the demon king Mian said, time has come." The figure of the demon clan who saluted respectfully to the void.

It is the deputy general of the White Bear Demon of the Nanqing Legion.

"good."

Deep in the hall, in a vast white icy mist, Ye Qingyu, who was dressed like jade and black hair like a waterfall, slowly walked out.

The white bear demon was slightly stunned.

For some reason, he could not feel any breath of the human race in front of him at this moment, as if he was already in this ice fog and merged with it. It seemed that all the ice around him was originally the aura of the Palace Master Ye. Deputy General Bai Xiong was filled with shock. The cultivation level of this human race was too much beyond him. Facing him, even a warrior of the snow demon clan like the White Bear Demon, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.

"Ye... Lord Ye, please follow me."

This brave general who remained calm in the face of millions of enemy troops was actually influenced by this invisible and strange force. He felt a little panicked in his heart. He quickly turned around to lead the way, and did not dare to say anything else.

Ye Qingyu looked calm and followed the White Bear Demon's Demon out of the Xuan Ice Demon Tower.

Walk along the main road paved with ice crystals and towards the southwest.

The Demon God Palace is the main hall of the Snow Demon King. It has many buildings, all built with thousands of years of ice and snow. It is snow-white and magnificent. After passing by the third palace and climbing dozens of ice rock steps, an extremely majestic and solemn ice palace appeared in front of Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu once saw this palace when he overlooked the Demon God Palace on the way to come. It was the largest of the twelve Demon God Palaces.

Two hundred-meter-high ice crystal snow dragons at the entrance of the palace circling and majestic.

Whether it is the dragon horned dragon whiskers, or the dragon scales and claws, they are all carved lifelikely, like living things. In a pair of longans that overlook the front, there are two faint silver light columns, and a layer of silver-shining demon pattern formations are faintly flowing among the columns of light.

The entire hall is made of an extremely complete piece of ice that has been frozen for thousands of years.

On the top of the temple, some totems and statues of the ancestors of the demon clan were carved. The demon patterns of different lusters were slightly flickering, and the halos were connected, and colorfully enveloped the entire hall.

Under the guidance of the White Bear Monster, Ye Qingyu walked into the hall.

Every ten meters on both sides of the steps, elite guards of the demon royal family were stationed.

These demon kings and guards all looked at Ye Qingyu with a very strange look.

Before entering the hall, Ye Qingyu could already feel the thousands of demonic auras lingering in it. At the same time, a loud quarrel sound came from the main entrance of the hall like a tide. Even an ordinary person, standing at the door of the hall, could hear the boiling quarrels inside.

"It is a shame that Commander Ranxue was killed by the human race. It is actually a matter of consent to the human race to such conditions!"

"Haha, I can't say that. Rising snow is the pride of my snow demon clan. He had always hoped that my demon clan's people could walk through Youyan Pass and get a better living land and territory. Now, since the human race is willing to do so, can achieve his goal without bloodshed, why can't we agree with the proposal of the prince of the human race!"

"Hmph, the territory of my demon clan needs to be fought for with swords and weapons, not by others' alms!"

"Hehe, your Snow Wolf tribe is full of swords and wars, but you don't think about how many children from our ordinary tribes in the Demon tribe have died in battle. Your Snow Wolf tribe has the status today, and it was accumulated by our ordinary tribes with their own corpses."

"The demon god is above, should we surrender to the human race?"

"This is not surrender, but a mutual use."

Ye Qingyu's expression was extremely calm when he heard this.

In such an atmosphere like a boiling oil pan, he walked into the hall step by step without any haste. He wore white clothes and black hair like a waterfall.

The hall is extremely empty.

The ground of Xuanbing was densely filled with square stone benches.

About three or four thousand demon clans of various strange shapes were also sitting on the stone bench, quarreling with red faces. Ye Qingyu just glanced at it and knew that these should be the leaders of the seventy-two major tribes of the Snow Demon Clan and some other small tribes. It can be said that all the important figures of the entire Snow Demon Clan from top to bottom gathered in this hall.

Most of these tribe leaders maintain the physical characteristics of their tribe. Some look like tigers and leopards, some look like sheep and deer, some are huge, some are probably the size of human fists, and some are shrouded in dark snow mist... All kinds of strange creatures gather together, which is also spectacular.

With their strength, there is certainly no difficulty in transforming into human form.

However, for most demon races, retaining their own signs is a means to maintain racial pride and sense of identity, especially in such occasions.

Of course, what is even more spectacular is that the rich demonic aura emitted from these demon leaders is like pythons swimming in dragons, entrenched above the hall, rolling and rising, roaring, roaring, shaking the ripples of the void, and transforming into different strange shapes, like a strange monster, and choosing people at any time, which is heartbreaking.

And at the deepest part of the hall, floating on the Ice Throne about ten meters above the ground, the old demon king sat quietly, holding his chin with one hand, looking down at the leaders of the tribes below, his eyes as calm as the ancient well, and his expressionless face. He let the leaders quarrel with red faces, without interfering, and without knowing what they were thinking.

Ye Qingyu's arrival soon attracted the attention of some demon leaders.

With a hostile gaze in strangeness, he instantly projected towards Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu didn't say anything, and if he didn't see him, he walked towards the center of the hall step by step.

So more and more demon leaders noticed the visitor of this human race.

Then the quarrels in the hall gradually became smaller.

The tribal leaders who had already had a red face looked at Ye Qingyu in surprise. Among the thousands of demons, there were only a few well-informed people, as well as some of the true confidants of the snow demon kings, who knew that Ye Qingyu had already arrived at the Demon God Snow Mountain three days ago, and most of the others had shocked and horrified expressions. They couldn't figure out why, in such an occasion, a human warrior would appear in such a place.

"Who are you?" A leader of the demon tribe who looked like a giant rat stood up, pointed at Ye Qingyu, and said in surprise: "Are you a human race? You are simply seeking death... How could the human race appear in the Demon God Palace?"

"Come, take him down."

"Hehe, guard, why are you still standing there? Take him down and use him to sacrifice the flag to avenge Renxue."

Some tribal leaders were silent, and some were angry.

"Shut up, the Lord of the Hall of the Temple of Light Ye is a distinguished guest under the Demon King's Crown."

"Palace Master Ye was already in the Demon God Snow Mountain three days ago. This time, I came here for the death of General Ranxue. I will give us an explanation. Please be calm."

Some tribal leaders also explained loudly.

These tribal leaders do not need to guess, they know that they are the confidants of the Snow Demon King.

And what they said was exactly the arrangement of the Snow Demon King.

The quarrel that had stopped due to Ye Qingyu's arrival also broke out in an instant because of Ye Qingyu's arrival. It was just a focus of the quarrel, from whether he should agree to the proposal of the human prince to whether he should take Ye Qingyu down and execute him.

If it were someone else - even a strong person like Lin Zheng, the Snow Country, would probably be shocked when facing such a scene. But for Ye Qingyu today, the quarrels and roars between the leaders of these snow demon tribes, and the roars of these roars and roars and crying by his side are no different from the roaring and crying of a group of children around him.

The strength difference is too big.

He stopped when he was still a hundred meters away from the Ice Throne.

The Snow Demon King, who had been silent, finally sat upright slowly. He spoke for the first time, his voice was low and filled with an unquestionable tone: "Quiet."

There are only two words.

But the hall still became quiet.

The Snow Demon King has ruled the Snow Demon Clan for nearly a hundred years and has a high prestige here.

"Human, fulfill your promise and hand over the murderer who killed Lanxue." The voice of the Snow Demon King stirred up the entire hall.

Ye Qingyu smiled.

He raised his hand and slowly teared it into the void.

The movement is slow and there is nothing abnormal.

But at this moment, all the leaders of the demon tribes in the hall changed drastically.

Because with Ye Qingyu's movements, a breath that was so powerful that they made their minds tremble surged out and instantly spread into the entire hall. Thousands of demonic aura that had originally entrenched and rolled above the hall were suppressed at this moment, like a destruction and decay, and disappeared in an instant.

Thorn!

It was like the sound of paper being torn apart.

Ye Qingyu tore a crack that was dozens of meters long was torn open by the void barrier.

This scene was exactly the same as when Ye Qingyu was capturing the ancient monster at Youyan Pass. Opposite the crack in the void, two human races were sitting cross-legged in an ice and snow cave, as if they were recuperating and healing. The two men were dressed in extremely simple clothes, not like the popular costumes of the human race in the wasteland today. They were like old monsters crawling out of the coffin, and seemed to be old friends. Their vital energy was lingering around them, and their powerful power fluctuations could be clearly felt even through the ice and snow cave, which shocked many leaders of the snow demon tribe present.

"It's them..."

The white bear demon on the side roared immediately.

The deputy commander of Nan Qingjun, the white bear hair was tied up like a steel needle. The white demonic aura in his body was instantly unable to contain it and burst out wildly. The whole person seemed to have entered a state of madness. The indescribable anger surged in the body of the white bear demon. He roared and wanted to rush towards the opposite side of the crack-
Chapter completed!