An extremely powerful aura emerged, spreading upward from the ground until it swept across the entire city of ice and snow.
In other words, the powerful spiritual thoughts flew into the sky, overlooking the frozen snowfield, and all the forces and races were terrified by it!
The leader of the Shengbing clan felt this breath and was immediately overjoyed.
Because this means that Holy Son Jianjia has left seclusion!
And the strength has become stronger than before.
Apparently a lot has been restored.
The leader of the Shengbing clan immediately led a group of elders to the depths of the underground altar.
Holy Son Jianjia has changed into a black robe and is sitting alone on the throne. His back is to the door, and everyone can't see clearly the expression on his face in the shadow.
"Congratulations to welcome the Holy Son out of isolation! What a joy to congratulate!"
The leader of the Shengbing clan bowed and saluted.
"Hmm...has anything big happened recently?"
Saint Jianjia asked in a neutral tone.
After hearing this, the Shengbing Clan Leader's expression became much more solemn. He collected his thoughts and told all the changes in Xuanhai in the recent period.
When he heard that the Jianjia Sword Sect had also fallen into internal fighting and split into several factions, Holy Son Jianjia let out a gloomy laugh.
"Looking at their dog-eat-dog behavior, I am very pleased."
Holy Son Jianjia was expelled from the sect back then, and was severely wounded by the Jianjia Divine Sword.
If it weren't for the collusion of interests, he wouldn't have cooperated with the Jianjia Sword Sect, and he wished all those guys were dead.
"Go down and prepare. Now the rules in Xuanhai are becoming more and more confusing. It's time for your lineage to reappear in the world."
Holy Son Jianjia said slowly.
Hearing this, the leader of the Shengbing clan and all the elders were extremely excited.
They have supported Holy Son Jianjia for so many years and helped him recover from his injuries. Don't they just want Holy Son Jianjia to be their patron saint, break out of this frozen snowfield, and have a place in Xuanhai!
"I will obey the order of the Holy Son! In three days, the Ice and Snow Clan will set off with their entire army and march into the Xuanhai to show off the power of the Holy Son!"
"Promote the power of the Holy Son!"
"Promote the power of the Holy Son!"
The elders of the Holy Ice Clan knelt down one after another, with fanatical expressions and pious tones.
Holy Son Jianjia raised his hand to signal them to retreat.
"No need to be so exaggerated, it's just that everyone gets what they need. Remember, we will set off in three days!"
"yes!"
"..."
Holy Son Jianjia has fallen into seclusion since the last battle.
He tied himself into a cocoon, trapped in it, understood the devil's ways, and finally made a breakthrough.
Now, he has recovered 80% of his former strength. If he returns to the Jianjia Sword Sect again, except for those old guys, no one can be his opponent!
"Everything I lose must be taken back with my own hands!"
In his eyes, raging murderous intent surged, capable of sweeping across the world and burning the entire void.
Now he has just woken up from the cocoon state and needs to improve his magic law to its peak.
But not long after he closed his eyes, he seemed to sense something and suddenly opened his eyes. The dark light in his pupils penetrated the sky and the earth, reaching deep into the sky.
There is a terrifying force resurrecting there.
"No...this is absolutely impossible!"
Holy Son Jianjia suddenly stood up from the throne, directly tearing the void in front of him, and the next moment he appeared outside the city of ice and snow.
The sky is filled with frost and snowflakes are flying.
The weather in Bingfeng Snowfield has always been like this, but at this time, Holy Son Jianjia felt a biting chill.
He was already in deep shock, and after a long time, his eyes gradually regained their clarity.
"That's... Qinglian's aura, but it's absolutely impossible... Qinglian was completely dead back then. I saw it with my own eyes. Even if Fairy Jianjia sealed her up, it was just an ice corpse. It's absolutely impossible."
No recovery possible!"
Holy Son Jianjia lost his former arrogance and was now talking to himself like a madman.
There was a trace of fear hidden in those words that even he himself was unaware of!
After muttering for a moment, a hint of madness appeared in his eyes again.
He was originally planning to lead the Holy Ice Clan out of this snowfield, fight their way through the world, and then receive more powerful power of faith to improve their cultivation.
But now it seems that time has passed.
Fairy Qinglian is his lifelong enemy. Even if other souls are integrated into Qinglian's body and resurrected, they will inherit all the magical powers and memories of Fairy Qinglian.
At that time, the brand new Qinglian Fairy will still come to kill you.
Although he prides himself on being powerful, he still has a sense of self-knowledge in front of Fairy Qinglian.
If Fairy Qinglian really recovers to her peak state, none of the ten of them will be a single strike enemy for her opponent.
Now the opponent should not be at his peak yet, this is an opportunity.
Holy Son Jianjia turned back and took a deep look at the city of ice and snow standing in the ice field. At this moment, the leader of the Holy Ice Clan and the elders were gathering the elites of the clan to prepare for a crusade against the outside world.
The soldiers in the city were high-spirited and enthusiastic.
"Originally, I wanted to let you live a few more days, but now the situation has changed, so I can only wrong you in advance."
As the Holy Son Jianjia spoke, he stretched out a palm. In the palm of his hand, there was a bottomless black hole, slowly taking shape.
"Dark Demon Magic: Swallow Ten Thousand Daos."
A cruel smile appeared on his face.
boom!
Hundreds of miles away, countless icebergs exploded into powder.
The people in the city of ice and snow were stunned for a moment when they heard the noise. Then, they saw the torrent of ice and snow, rolling up to a height of tens of thousands of feet, covering them, covering the sky and the sun, endlessly.