Xian'er, you take them to play. The Snow God said to the Ice Dragon Xian'er, and he led Jiang Li towards the Snow God.
You go over and play too. Jiang Li glanced at the little guy on his shoulder and said softly.
Zhizhi... The little guy glanced at Xian'er and others who were walking away, and then at Jiang Li, with a hesitant look on his face, as if he was afraid that Jiang Li would leave it here.
Don't worry, I won't leave you behind. Go and play. Jiang Li touched the little guy's head and said encouragingly.
Zhizhi... The little guy immediately turned his head in embarrassment and ran towards Xian'er and the others.
Haha, they are the only descendants of the mythical beasts left on the ice field. They grew up in this snowy cave and have never been outside except Xian'er. The Snow God stood next to Jiang Li, looking at the happy beings walking away, smiling.
said.
The environment of the polar ice fields is so bitter and cold that ordinary creatures cannot survive at all. Only creatures with ice attributes can survive.
Among them, the only divine beasts are those from the Snow God Palace.
What about their parents? With so many mythical beasts, where have their parents gone? Jiang Li asked in confusion.
Alas, they are all gone. Snow God's expression became sad, he shook his head, turned around and walked towards Snow God Palace.
Jiang Li looked at his back and suddenly seemed to feel endless loneliness and loneliness.
He stepped up and walked into the Snow God's Palace.
Unexpectedly, the main hall is very simple. Twelve thick ice crystal pillars support the thick palace. Each of the ice crystal pillars is carved with a mythical beast.
Four-clawed ice dragon, ice and snow tiger, black ice sculpture, ice spirit snow fox...
The carvings and paintings on each sacred pillar are vivid and lifelike. The hair and scales on the bodies of the mythical beasts are lifelike, and the eyes full of life make people feel as if the mythical beasts above will suddenly come to life.
What's even more amazing is that the entire palace is filled with heavy pressure, and the sharp aura makes every inch of space extremely heavy, as if it would crush people into powder.
This is the bloodline pressure that belongs exclusively to divine beasts.
Creatures of different levels have their own life fluctuations, just like a mortal standing in front of a fairy. If the life fluctuations belonging to the fairyland burst out, the mortal would not dare to raise his head at all, and his body would tremble spontaneously, and even heavy.
The pressure of life will directly crush mortals to death.
This is the suppression of life fluctuations at different levels.
And the divine beasts, a first-class race that stands at the top of thousands of creatures, have sacred life fluctuations, and have a natural suppression of monsters with low blood levels.
But, why do these divine pillars also have bloodline fluctuations belonging to divine beasts?
Jiang Li frowned and used his spiritual thoughts to sweep over the ice crystal pillars. In an instant, his brows furrowed.
This is?
Did you see it? At this time, the Snow God stopped next to Jiang Li and looked at the divine pillar in front of Jiang Li with a faint expression.
Before Jiang Li could speak, he continued,
These divine pillars were transformed from their corpses after death, and each divine beast's lifelong inheritance, bloodline, cultivation, inner elixir, and even corpses comparable to divine materials were sealed in them.
Are all dead? Jiang Li was slightly shocked, with a trace of confusion in his eyes. What happened back then? So many mythical beasts died.
Each of these mythical beasts is a life above the heavenly immortal. Even the four-clawed water dragon among them has reached the level of half-step golden immortal.
With such strength, he is actually dead?
Alas, these are all old things. If you don't mind nagging me, I will tell you today. Snow God turned to look at Jiang Li, his expression became rare and solemn. It seemed that what he wanted to say was taboo.
Same.
Does it have anything to do with me? Jiang Li did not answer immediately, but asked a seemingly nonsensical question.
Snow God obviously did not expect Jiang Li's reaction. He was obviously stunned for a moment, then stroked his beard, thought for a moment, and then said,
It's probably true, because the reason involves the ancient human race.
Ancient Human Race. Jiang Li recited it silently in his heart, nodded, stretched out his hand to Snow God, and motioned for him to continue.
He is still very interested in the ancient times of this world.
That period of history buried by endless time always makes future generations unable to help but guess.
How vast and boundless is the ancient world?
Let's sit down and talk. As people get older, their health will not be good. Snow God sighed and took Jiang Li to the center of the hall. From here, you can see anywhere in the hall.
Snow God waved his hand, and an ice stone table with two stools appeared in the hall. The two sat down, and Snow God took out another tea set and pinched a few tea leaves that looked like weapons, like knives, swords, and bells.
Like a tower, it was cooked with fairy fire.
Wenwen tea is a peerless fairy tea. It is picked from the Wenwen tea tree at the top of Kunlun. It matures once every ten thousand years, and only one hundred pieces are mature each time. However, the Wenwen tea tree has been destroyed since half a million years ago. It is a pity that it
, this peerless divine object is now hard to come by. Even the old man has only these few remaining pieces in his hands. The Snow God cooked fairy tea with fairy fire and said regretfully.
Jiang Li sat opposite the Snow God with a calm expression, silent and not impatient, waiting for him to speak.
Ling...
Groan...
Howl...
boom……
Suddenly, the tea opened.
The heat is steaming, and over the stone table, swords and bell towers, axes, axes, hooks and whips, sticks, sticks and spears are evolved... It seems that all kinds of magic weapons are roaring together, and the sharp energy penetrates the space, and an inexplicable charm lingers endlessly.
It’s funny. The only tea leaves that were obtained at the beginning are those related to weapons. Please. The Snow God waved his right hand, and the teapot flew up automatically, filling Jiang Li’s cup with tea.
Jiang Li picked up the teacup, brought it up to his nose and took a whiff. Suddenly he felt that there seemed to be endless swords in the void, slashing down at him. At the same time, endless divine weapon energy entered his trachea along the air, and the sharp force
The anger suddenly burst out, as if it was going to pierce through his body.
Jiang Li smiled slightly and took a small sip.
In an instant, military energy burst out thousands of times more powerful than before, impacting his flesh and blood and soul.
At the same time, the boundless Taoist rhyme exploded in the sea of his soul, and the martial arts related to weapons that he had practiced in the past were automatically practiced in the sea of mind.
The Eight Great Spears, the Burning Wood Sword Technique, the Three Abi Dao Swords, dominate the world, and kill the God of Death with one sword...
Some are not, endless sword moves and sword skills are practiced continuously, and there are fewer and fewer complicated and useless moves. They are eliminated, and the moves become more coherent, like flowing clouds and flowing water, free and natural.
One hundred moves... Fifty moves... Thirty moves... Twenty moves... Ten moves... Five moves... Three moves...
Two moves...
boom……
Finally, all the moves disappeared, leaving only one extremely simple starting move.