Arctic Sea.

Under the huge iceberg.

A secret room is formed naturally.

A man was frozen above the walls of the secret room.

The man hugged his hands and his feet were jumping.

His expression was frozen, and his eyes seemed to look into the distance.

This is why the ancestor Jihan had no choice but to send his clan members to seek help from his human cultivators?

Looking at the man, the Big Nine Demon King looked curious.

"Can't completely thaw!" Old Ancestor Jihan said nervously.

The Great Nine Demon King looked at the Ancestor Jihan in shock.

She didn't understand why the Ancestor Jihan was so nervous?

The reason why the ancestor Jihan was nervous was not because he was afraid that Zhu Riming would run away, nor was he afraid that Zhu Riming would kill him after he woke up.

What he fears is the roar of the dead tree and the dragon.

In this small ice chamber.

Once Zhu Riming woke up, the dead tree roar hit him.

The old ancestor Jihan felt that his hair was upside down when he thought about it.

Even if Jihan Laojiu uses his great powers again, it would not be cost-effective to suppress Zhu Riming from frozen.

The ancestor Jihan actually misunderstood.

Zhu Riming couldn't use the dead wood dragon roar at all, he had to use the scroll.

The great power of the Dead Wood Dragon Roar, not to mention Zhu Riming, even the Dead Wood Buddha Son cannot be instantly released.

In order to instantly emit the dead tree dragon roar during the battle, the Dead Wood Buddha Son made his spells into talismans or scrolls in advance.

Since the Dead Wood Buddha Son is only at the eighth level, the failure rate of the Dead Wood Dragon Roar scroll he made is still very high. There were only 200 scrolls when he fell, each of which was extremely precious.

If Zhu Riming wants to cast the Dragon Roar of the Dead Tree, he needs to first pat the storage bag, tear open the scroll, and practice spells...

After this series of actions, the Ancestor Jihan had long used the innate bloodline powers of the demon clan to completely freeze Zhu Riming.

Therefore, once Zhu Riming wakes up, he will never take the scroll of the Dead Wood Dragon Roar. He will definitely fight with the narrow ice chamber of the Extreme Cold Ancestor.

No matter what, the Ancestor Jihan is a demon cultivator in the Transformation Stage. His physical body and body are extremely strong. Even if he decides the outcome purely by his strength, he may not lose to Zhu Riming.

The Great Nine Demon King came to the ice wall and carefully observed the suppressed man.

She stretched out a finger to touch the ice wall, and then said with shame: "This ice wall is too thick, and my poisonous fangs may not be able to penetrate it."

"This is the limit!" Old Ancestor Jihan said with a firm look on his face.

"Then I'll try." The Great Nine Demon King looked at Zhu Riming's neck.

She let out a breath of white air at the Bingbi and opened her mouth.

Two fangs grew from the red lips.

The fangs touched the ice wall, and the Great Nine Demon King exerted a little force, but found that he could not bite through the ice wall.

"You bite... I will weaken the power of the ice wall." The voice of the ancestor Jihan came from behind.

Then he left a phantom in place, and then he quietly used the escape technique to leave the sealed ice chamber.

With a click.

The ice wall no longer became hard, and the two fangs of the Great Nine Demon King easily pierced the ice wall.

But when the fangs have not touched the human man's neck.

The frozen human man suddenly turned his eyes.

Bang!

Both palms penetrated the ice wall and carried the Great Nine Demon King into his arms in one hand.

A large amount of white mist stretched out from thin air in the ice chamber.

The fog dissipates.

The empty ice room has disappeared.

There is only a couple hugging each other...

Bang!

The iceberg exploded with ice chips.

An old man in a silver robe appeared on the iceberg.

The old ancestor Jihan looked gloomy. What kind of bullshit kiss is useless at all, it is just a waste of his own time.

...

Volcanic island.

Zhu Zishan, who was tempering his demon pill, suddenly looked moved.

A strange look appeared on his face.

Is there such a good thing?

A trick to pinch it.

All the molten gold tigers in the fire beak room stopped spitting out the flames.

A golden demon pill was swallowed into Zhu Zishan's stomach in one mouth.

The demon pill enters the belly and returns to the purple palace.

It is like an emperor returning to the throne.

The vast magic power is like a thousand troops.

More than ten generals were commanding thousands of troops, and these generals were the great roads controlled by Zhu Zishan.

Above these generals, there is also a solemn military advisor who is the army.

The great military advisor is the great way, the Yin-Yang Dao that Zhu Zishan majored in.

Zhu Zishan climbed the city tower like an emperor, inspecting the endless army and horses.

These troops are neatly arranged and have a solemn face. You can tell at a glance that they are a tiger and wolf army.

A burst of courage rippled in my heart.

Any destiny and disaster will be stepped under your feet.

The magic power is abundant, the great way is standing, the yin and yang are harmonious, and the operation is orderly.

This is the peak of the ninth level, and the God Transformation Stage is within reach.

...

In the evening.

Above the dark cloud boat.

The white fox chased the moon and slept soundly in Yunzhou's attic. He guarded his purple dragon fairy grass and Zhuzishan's causal tree, and never went anywhere.

Dong!

There was a crisp sound on the plywood.

The white fox chased the moon and pushed open the door of the attic and saw Zhu Zishan wearing white clothes.

A hundred years seem to travel through time...

Zhu Zishan at this time is no different from Zhu Zishan who broke into Black Stone Island with a stone ring a hundred years ago.

"Let's go... let's kill the dragon." Zhu Zishan said with a smile on his face.

"Are you ready?"

"certainly."

"You're the only one?"

Zhu Zishan nodded again.

"Are you really sure?"

"Of course you can set sail."

"Or why do you calculate it with the causal tree?"

"Fate does not exist, there is nothing to calculate." Zhu Zishan shook his head and said.

"Didn't you say fate exists?"

"If fate does not reach the level of God, forgetting it will be useless."

The white fox opened his mouth.

He really wants to say that you have not reached the God Transformation Stage, is it better to calculate your own good or bad luck?

Zhu Zishan waved his hand without saying a word, and the rope tied to the black cloud boat naturally broke. The cloud boat slowly took off and in a moment it reached a height of ten thousand meters.

A few days later.

The dark night.

The full moon hangs high.

Above the towering iceberg.

The ancestor Jihan looked into the distance.

A huge wild boar demon ran over the sea with four legs.

This is a ninth-level wild boar monster.

There are not many demon cultivators in the ninth level of the Northern Ice Sea, and none of them are wild boar monsters.

To be precise...

There are no wild boar monsters in the entire Arctic Sea.

This wild boar demon must have come from the territory of the Xichuan demon clan.

Could it be that the Great Nine Demon King did not go back, and the wild boar demon came to seek punishment.

The old ancestor Jihan frowned.

If the demon cultivator in the Xichuan Demon Clan is involved in the Giant Mirror Demon Saint, he still cannot offend him.

The wild boar demon got closer and closer.

The speed is not reduced at all.

Seeing the wild boar monster, which was as big as a mountain, was about to hit the iceberg.

The Ancestor Jihan showed the original appearance of the Ice Wind Dragon and flew to the wild boar demon. The power of the God Transformation Stage was shocked.

But the wild boar demon actually kept hitting him straight.

The ancestor Jihan was furious and opened his mouth and vomited.

White breath gushed out.

The extremely cold frost instantly freezes the huge wild boar demon.

The next moment.

The wild boar demon, which was as big as a mountain, disappeared, and only a few pig hairs were frozen.

at the same time.

On the other side of the iceberg.

Two fanged flying swords pierced into the iceberg.

The hard extremely cold deep ice could not stop these two fanged flying swords.

One fanged flying sword burst out with blazing golden flames, and the other fanged flying sword emitted silver light.

The two fanged flying swords touched each other and caused a violent explosion.

The huge iceberg was blown up directly.

"Roar!" The true nature of the Ancestor Jihan, Bingfeng Jiao, roared angryly.
Chapter completed!