There are four gods who quietly come to Ice King Star.

There are true gods and false gods.

At this moment, the four gods came outside the Ice Emperor Palace and were preparing to pay homage to the Ice Emperor. They were gods and had very clever ways to hide their breath. However, on the Ice Emperor Star, it was a dream to hide the Ice Emperor's perception.

Since the Ice Emperor has come out of seclusion, who dares not come to pay homage?

They were quite nervous and thought in their hearts whether the Ice Emperor's exit from seclusion at this time was related to their arrival.

After arriving at the Ice Palace, they determined this because the Ice Emperor had no intention of inviting them in. nor did they let them leave.

This is not a good signal, it is clearly beating them.

The four gods looked at each other and all smiled bitterly. It was obviously not appropriate to leave now, so they could only continue to wait.

...

In the Ice Palace.

Xia Huangchao, wearing a white robe, sat under a vermilion tree.

The trees are full of red leaves.

The leaves are stacked with leaves, like a red mountain. The leaves fall and float in the air, towards the red butterfly.

Qingyulou walked in from outside, saluted respectfully, and said, "Master, the four gods are waiting outside, do you want to invite them in?"

"Let them wait." Xia Huang said.

"yes."

Qingyulou saw a figure sitting opposite Xia Huangchao, but he didn't dare to look closely and could not see his appearance clearly.

This person can sit opposite the master here, but the four gods in the Hell Realm can only wait outside, which has already shown the weight of this person.

After Qingyulou retreated.

The blonde man sitting opposite Xia Huang, picked up the clay cup, sipped it, and said, "Your disciple is good."

A pair of dragon horns grew on the blonde man's head.

"If your words of praise are heard, he will be worthy of heaven and hell." Xia Huangchao smiled and said, "Actually, I have never taught him anything. I just tempered him for 30,000 years in my dream."

The 30,000 years in dreams do not represent the 30,000 years in reality.

Sometimes, a night of dreams has been terrified and a lifetime has been spent.

The blonde man shook his head and said, "The times have changed. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed. Today, the heaven and hell still remember me. I am afraid there are very few monks."

Xia Huangchao stared at the blonde man for a while, sighed long, and said in memory: "It's a pity that I can't go back to the past. I really miss the past years when youth was like a song. We traveled all walks of life together, searching for secret treasures, stealing holy medicines, and catching Jin Kun. At that time, the cultivation level was obviously very low, but there was no place in the world that we dare not go, there was no thing we dare not do, and many times escaped from death. But now, practicing to become a god, but instead lost the freedom we once had."

The blonde man was silent for a while and said, "And...Ajiu."

Xia Huangchao tried his best to avoid this name. When he heard the blond man mention it, he said, "Yes, there is Ajiu, and I will never see Ajiu again. She is an immortal bird, but she can't die in the end. I saw her with my own eyes, and even my soul was refined to disappear."

The blonde man's eyes became much colder and said, "You have never told me this. Can you actually watch her be killed with your own eyes?"

"She knew I would definitely take action, so before rushing out of the temple, I used the formation to trap me. At that time, I could only attack the formation desperately, and wanted to fight, but in the end I could only watch and couldn't do anything!"

"Everyone in the world thinks that Xia Huang Dynasty is unparalleled and is the pride of the Immortal Vampire. In fact, he is just a pitiful person. I can't forget the look she walked out of the temple and finally looked at me. Those eyes... those eyes are full of too much emotion."

Xia Huangchao closed his eyes, and at the end of his speech, his voice trembled sadly and trembled.

Who would have thought that the famous Ice Emperor, the most powerful and decisive person in the world, would shed tears of divine tears at this moment.

The past is unbearable to look back on, and every time I think about it, my heart is broken.

The blonde man said, "I don't have the right to blame you. If I hadn't been you, I would have been unable to escape back to Kunlun Realm when I was seriously injured. In fact, when Ajiu went to find you, he knew that there was a lot of luck and good fortune, so he sent your only child to the Imperial God Island, and the island owner raised him."

"You had a deep relationship with Kunlun Realm at that time. You were neither trusted by the Temple of Destiny, nor were you willing to take action. Therefore, you claimed to stay in the Temple of Immortality. I understand your difficulties, and she also knew that your situation was difficult. Therefore, only when you receive your letter of help will you go to you without hesitation."

"I haven't written a letter to her." Xia Huang Chao said.

The blonde nodded and said, "She also guessed that the letter was probably not written by you, so he knew how good it was to go there. However, since it was your letter of help, she would go there no matter what."

"Where is that child? Are he still alive?" Xia Huangchao's eyes were joyful and frightened.

After a hundred thousand years, I feel panic again.

God also has seven emotions and six desires. For an extremely powerful god, this is a state of mind, and there are huge fluctuations.

There is no enemy that can make Xia Huangchao panic, and what is frightened is his own heart.

The blonde man said, "The fate is here, so you can see it naturally."

Xia Huangchao stood up, standing among the falling red leaves, white clothes were better than snow, and the melancholy and kindness on his body dissipated. As a peerless strong man, he gradually returned and said, "Are you here in Ice King Star for the best Original Divine Crystal or Tianshu Needle?"

"Finding the Origin Temple is the hope for the re-emergence of Kunlun Realm. If you can seize a magical artifact, it will naturally be a good thing." The blonde man said.

Xia Huangchao said: "No, it is your purpose to seize the Tianshu needle. Because you want to use it to find the specific detention position of the island owner. Your ultimate goal is to rescue the island owner."

"I can't hide it from you. So, what about your choice?" said the blonde man.

Xia Huangchao said: "I am a member of the Hell Realm, a member of the Immortal Vampire, and an ancestor of billions of people in the Xia Dynasty."

"So, are you going to stop me? You should understand that you are not my opponent." The blonde man said.

Xia Huangchao said: "One hundred thousand years ago, the sundial was opened in Kunlun Realm, and your cultivation has indeed come to the forefront of me. However, for the past 100,000 years, you have been sleeping and healing, but I have been constantly improving. Now and today, it is unknown who will lose and who will win. Besides, has your injuries really recovered?"

"Then let's fight!" said the blonde man.

Xia Huangchao said, "When you rescue the island owner, we will fight again."

An incredible look appeared in the blonde man's eyes. He knew better than anyone else how stubborn Xia Huangchao was. He had fought with him countless times for the interests and ideas of the Immortal Vampire and the Hell Realm.

Their friendship was fought one after another.

But now, it is incredible that he is willing to put aside his ideas and do things that harm the interests of the hell world.

This shows that Xia Huangchao valued friendship more seriously than interests and ideas.

"I won't stop it, nor will I help you." Xia Huangchao turned around and stopped looking at the blonde man, as if he had issued an order to expel him.

"Go away!"

The blonde man stood up and left.

Suddenly, Xia Huangchao's voice sounded: "Very Hope."

The blonde man stopped.

Two peerless handsome men, with their backs facing each other, stood under the tree with the breeze.

After a while, Xia Huangchai said, "I promise you that all the gods who took action back then will die. After 100,000 years, I will definitely bring their divine blood to worship Ajiu."

"I forgive you!"

The figure of the Dragon Lord Ji Wang disappeared without a shadow.

...

All the Great Sages who fought stopped.

The sword of the Blood Spirit Fairy just now shocked them.

Pang Hu, the leader of the Great Yan Shen Sect, laughed: "The master of Wujian Pavilion has finally arrived!"

The reason why the ten dark forces dared to take action to seize the Tianshu Needle was because Wujian Pavilion invited two peerless powerful men to take action. Pang Hu, the Nine-Eyed Ghost Emperor, and the Corpse Eater Ape had long seen the power of the Blood Spirit Immortal and the Grandma Haitang, so they were full of confidence.

The fierce high priest had a fierce look and said, "How could Wujian Pavilion be silent and cultivated two such powerful monks? Moreover, they can escape the calculation of fate."

Gong Nanfeng said: "From Kunlun Realm."

"What?" said the fierce high priest.

Gong Nanfeng said as he knew it: "The sword is called "Writeless Sword Book". The person standing on the sword is called the Blood Spirit Immortal, a world-class figure in Kunlun Realm who was second only to the Thousand Bone Empress 100,000 years ago, can be called a representative figure of the Yuanhui."

"You know very little about the Kunlun Realm, but I know that he is the first son of the Blood God Cult in Kunlun Realm and the first disciple of the Blood God. His body can be regarded as wonderful. Although he has not become a god yet, he has lived for more than 200,000 years."

"How is it possible? The flesh and blood gods under the divine realm can live for 200,000 years?" The High Priest of Death was also calculating the Blood Spirit Immortal just now, but he only calculated that one scale and half claws were far less detailed than Gong Nanfeng.

Gong Nanfeng said: "The Blood Spirit Immortal has practiced to the Great Saint realm three times, and has been beaten to the end of the realm three times. He has practiced to the divine realm twice, and has been killed twice, and has returned to practice twice. In the end, the immortal blood silkworm turned into a butterfly, and has been promoted from a first-class genius to a representative figure of the Yuanhui level."

"It's funny to say that, the person who beat him twice and killed him was his master, Blood God. In the end, the Blood Spirit Immortal was almost driven crazy and wanted to defect, but was caught by Blood God and killed once again."

The God of Fulu narrowed his eyes and said, "Immortal Blood Silkworm, it seems that the Blood God's experiment has been successful!" (Chapter 2029, the Immortal Blood Silkworm was mentioned.)

"It's not certain whether the success is successful. It depends on whether the Blood Spirit Immortal is strong enough. The Immortal Blood Silkworm is used to cultivate Yuanhui-level geniuses. I think the Blood Spirit Immortal is still a little worse than the Blood Spirit God and the Wilderness God of the same period." Gong Nanfeng said.

Only Gong Nanfeng, who was as weak as an ordinary person, could still say these words calmly.

The four great priests had already turned pale, and they were obviously under great pressure.

Characters of the level of the God of Blood and God of Huangtian are not a kind of martial arts or a kind of treasure cultivation. All conditions must be reached to the extreme before one can be born.

Que said: "It's already terrible. Just a sword suppressed the mask of ghosts and gods. Moreover, my Shadow Dan Sword is trembling at this moment. He will be the opponent I must defeat in this life."

Prajna asked, "Who is that crabapple tree?"

"I don't understand it very much. Some are like the spirits of "Written-free Sword Book", but some are not like them. However, a crabapple is older than the Blood Spirit Immortal. How can I survive the disaster of Yuanhui every 129,600 years?" Gong Nanfeng asked.

No one can answer him.

After all, in the Temple of Destiny, he knew more and could calculate it than the gods.
To be continued...