The arena of the Ice Spirit Race is extremely lively.
All ice spirit races are silver-haired, as if they are the color of snowy, whether they are men or women, their skin is as white as jade. Those who walk out here are supported by the special environment of the ice spirit world, or they are stunning beauties. , Or a beautiful man with a face like a crown jade.
Their soldiers, women in blue armor, and men in silver armor, are particularly suitable for the vast snow-white land.
Outside the arena, there are several powerful men of the great saint level sitting dignifiedly, watching the silver-haired young man on the arena, Luo Xingchen.
There are many beautiful embryos of the Ice Spirit Clan, all staring at Luo Xingchen's body blankly, from top to bottom, can't bear to let go of every inch of skin.
In so many seats, there are two men who are not of the Ice Spirit Race, leisurely watching the round arena quietly, full of confidence, it seems that all the results can be expected by them.
This gladiatorial arena, with a diameter of fifteen thousand feet, is vast and infinite. It is guarded by a spatial formation. No matter who it is, it is impossible to step out of the arena.
Once it touches the transparent color barrier, it will be directly sent out, announcing the end.
The material of the arena is grade ten mysterious steel. The milky-white gladiatorial platform has been irrigated with the air of ice for many years. On this arena, anyone will feel the extreme coldness.
If the weak is not careful, they will be unable to move and become an ice sculpture.
However, there are exceptions for those who possess the ultimate ice secrets.
At this moment, Jun Ruying, Yang Mingxuan, one left and the other right, one with Erlang's legs upright, holding his arms, very casual, this is Jun Ruying.
The other, with an upright attitude, dignified and decent, and aloof, this is Yang Mingxuan.
No one dares to be disrespectful to them.
One, from the top ten taboo forces, Zhou Tiange, ranked sixth in strength.
The other is a reincarnated mighty person with nine layers of spiritual seals, the supreme king, and nine mountain peaks. It sounds a bit like a mountain god.
In fact, he has nothing to do with the Mountain God Race.
The bloodline brand and totem of the mountain gods are all tall, large, burly, stepped on all directions, and the body of the gods is upright and upright.
And Yang Mingxuan's nine-fold spiritual seal is a mountain, a complete mountain, a mountain that suppresses ten thousand races! Beside them, sitting the current patriarch of the Ice Spirit Clan, the strength, is the late stage of the Domain Lord, who has been cultivated into the sage of the law of ice. Not only is it invulnerable, its chill can make the flames solidify, and the ice will be thousands of miles away. In the late stage, he is not a one-in-one general.
He is called Xuan Yao, and he is more than 12,000 years old.
He seems to be young, but he is full of children and grandchildren, and there are nine of them, called Bingtian Nine Sons.
The most dazzling among them is his youngest nine-grandson, Xuan Yu.
Xuan Yu, eight hundred years old, is already a mid-level powerhouse in the Celestial Realm. He has comprehended the profound meaning of the ultimate cold ice and will be determined in the future.
The Ice Spirit Clan, like the Fire Spirit Clan, had ten great sages in total, and there were generally about fifteen taboo forces. It seemed that there was still a gap between them.
In fact, the demons are willing to provoke the ten taboo forces, and are unwilling to provoke the Ice Spirit Race and the Fire Spirit Race, because once they enter their territory, they can't let the demons rule, or they will be burned into ashes and hot by the extreme flames. The hot lava river made them feel terrified.
Either by the extreme ice, sealed for ten thousand years, immortal, unable to turn over.
Even if they could conquer the ice spirit world, they would pay a huge price.
Therefore, the plan of the demons throughout the ages has been to suppress the ten thousand races, leaving the Ice Spirit Race and Fire Spirit Race to the end, and then discuss whether it is a peace talk or war.
It can be seen that the Ice Spirit Race and the Fire Spirit Race have their status in the spirit world.
At this moment, Luo Xingchen was already in the arena, waiting for a long time.
His intention has already been explained to the Ice Spirit Clan powerhouses, that he must obtain the Eye of Chilling.
Everyone knows how difficult this matter is.
The Eye of Extreme Cold is a thing born from the sky.
Its own strength should be equivalent to a great sage, but its talent skill is to mobilize the cold energy of the entire ice spirit world and turn it into its own energy. It is like Yue Wushuang, almost controlling this world.
Ten Great Sages of the Ice Spirit Clan shot together, but they couldn't help it.
Moreover, the ice spirit clan powerhouses do not want to be an enemy of the Cryogenic Eye. The Cryogenic Eye has brought to the enchanting juniors of the Ice Spirit Clan, too much fortune and too many benefits.
Each person who has been immersed in the extremely cold pool for a longer time will have unlimited potential in the future for the path of cold ice.
Even the strong of the domain master can obtain a lot of benefits here, which is of great benefit for condensing a stronger ice law sage.
They, and the Eye of Chilling, tied together and live in harmony, making the Ice Spirit Clan grow stronger day by day.
The Chilling Eye has said that he cannot leave here unless there is someone who can unlock the sword of the seal that is naturally formed on it. That person must have super talents on the path of ice and be shocked. Heaven and human are unprecedented.
Moreover, he must have a very strong luck, an amazing hole card, and his age must not exceed ten thousand years old.
The Chilling Eye has existed for half a million years, and no one has ever taken it out of here.
Maybe in the chaos period, it was okay, because at that time, the rules of the heavens did not limit any realm master true gods, and they had to stay in the void god realm.
Now, the times have changed, and the number of realm masters in the realm of true gods is becoming less and less. There were nearly a hundred in the beginning of Chaos, and there were still sixty in the early days of the famine, and at the end of the famine, there were only thirty. Nearly twenty people are all sitting down now, and only these ten people are left. They have not changed for nearly 200,000 years.
The rules of heaven, at the end of the prehistoric period, set new rules. The real god of the realm can only stay in the Void God Realm, and can no longer interfere with anything in the lower realm. Even if their descendants are dead, they can only stand by. Watching closely, don't intervene.
Maybe the True God Realm can make the Eye of Chilling leave here, as for other people, even the strongest Half-Step True God, Fenghenxi, can't do it.
Therefore, the Ice Spirit Race was also quite helpless regarding this matter.
Because the Eye of Chilling brings them both advantages and disadvantages, the benefits are indeed enviable to others. Every 10,000 years, there will be a treacherous change. An uncontrolled cold wave will make many evil spirits of the Ice Spirit Race. Affected and unbearable may explode and die.
It will also cause severe damage to many parts of the Ice Spirit Realm, and life will be overwhelmed. Basically, one-tenth of the earth will not grow at all.
People of the Ice Spirit Clan wanted to break their scalp for this matter, looking forward and backward, but they were still powerless.
Generally speaking, the benefits are still more. With the Eye of Extreme Cold, the ten thousand races dare not offend this place easily, and it also makes them stronger for generations to come.
The mood of the ice spirit clan's strong people, one can imagine, must be extremely tangled.
Luo Xingchen was full of shock when he learned how terrifying the Eye of Chilling was.
He is now on the ring, waiting to pass the battle, and needs to defeat the most talented evildoer of the Ice Spirit Race, before he is qualified to go to the extreme cold mountain range.
"It's a pity that he was born so handsome, he is not from the Ice Spirit Race."
A charming girl with strong strength, more than 700 years old, is already in the early days of the Celestial Realm. She is one of the three beauties of the Ice Spirit Clan and the only sister of Xuanyu.
"Yo-yo-yo... Little girl, are you tempted? It doesn't matter, you like him, it's a big deal to leave him as the son of the ice sky, we the Ice Spirit clan, but there is no rule that we are not allowed to marry a foreigner, as long as the ice element is talented enough, it's okay."
A young man beside him said jokingly.
This charming girl, Xuanying, squinted lazily and lay on a chair lazily, happy together, her pair of white, well-proportioned thighs could not be covered under the blue skirt.
"Che, I just said he is beautiful, who knows what his talent is? What is his behavior? Do you think I am the kind of person who only looks at the surface?"
A sarcasm made the young man embarrassed, smiled at himself immediately, and stopped talking.
They continued to look at Luo Xingchen, feeling that this person had good concentration. After waiting for a long time, they didn't show any signs of impatience. They were still chic and contented.
"He wants to see the Chilling Eye. He only needs to defeat one person. Why is it so cheap? Don't those people in the past have to go through a round of battle?"
Some people are puzzled, and they always feel that this time, the Ice Spirit Clan seems to have relaxed the conditions!
"Hmph, you idiot, let him deal directly with Young Patriarch Xuanyu, we don't need to be embarrassed. If he is weak, he will definitely be abused very badly.
That way, isn't it hitting them in the face? "
Naturally there will be different voices and different opinions, and there is still no hope for Luo Xingchen's victory.
Many people hold the attitude that it doesn't matter to themselves, perhaps the harm caused by the Chilling Eye is great, but its strength is even greater.
Whether Luo Xingchen can win is almost a conclusive conclusion, without any suspense.
"Cultivation for less than a hundred years, heaven and human state, ha ha..."
As for Luo Xingchen's cultivation base, everyone disdains it. If this is a normal cultivation, then it will be a ghost.
"call out!"
A flying shadow from outside the sky, volleyed down, fell into the arena, turned around, glanced at the people, and smiled slightly: "Hehe, what a big show, is this welcoming me to take a step forward?"
He could hardly see the existence of Luo Xingchen and completely ignored it.
"Brother..."
Xuan Ying held her face with a black thread, weak, and sighed: "Oh... I really use you as a young patriarch as a treasure, you are really narcissistic..."
Watching the battlefield, a neatly dressed man in white, Patriarch Xuan Yao, said solemnly: "Xuanyu, I want you to come back to break your wrists with this little brother. As long as he can beat you, you go to the cold sword purgatory. After thinking behind closed doors, within ten years, one must not take half a step.
And he will be qualified to go to the extreme cold mountains and try to control the eye of extreme cold. "
Xuan Yu looked embarrassed and turned black.
"Uh... I'm going, is this using me as a shield again?"
Xuan Yu then turned around carelessly and looked at the person in front of him.
"Bone age... Sixty-four... Heaven and Human Realm... I'm going..."
Xuan Yu's mouth twitched with a black line.
He glanced at Luo Xingchen, mockingly said: "Do you understand the arteries of the earth, do you understand the unity of heaven and man?"
Luo Xingchen glanced at him, also speechless.
"I don't think you understand, it's impossible to realize the taboo bloodline if you cultivate so fast!
You didn't take medicine, I eat shit! "
Xuan Yu curled his lips and said coldly.
Luo Xingchen finished listening, smiled lightly, and said calmly: "Xiongtai is right. In the next place, it is indeed an occasional chance. Otherwise, if you give me another five hundred years, it will not be possible to achieve this step."
Luo Xingchen's attitude was already very humble.
Xuan Yu said: "Hmph, the attitude is still sincere, are you taunting me in a disguised form?"
Luo Xingchen looked embarrassed, and said in amazement: "Why did you say this, Xiongtai?"
Xuanyu bluntly said: "My little master, I use heaven and earth spirit treasures every day to pile up, and it took me almost a thousand years to reach this point. You said you don’t need external force, and it’s impossible for 500 years. Here!"
After listening to Luo Xingchen, he clasped his fists and smiled helplessly: "That's a mistake in the next, sorry."
"Oh... Do you want to beat me? I see, you should go, in front of so many people, how ugly if you lose
I, hehe, go to the Tiandao Academy, I’m not sure, here, in the same realm, no one will be my opponent! "
Xuan Yu was serious, Luo Xingchen finished listening, touched his nose and smiled indifferently.