The blood and qi armor condensed on the bodies of hundreds of demon kings. Slowly, the body surfaces of those ice demon kings began to freeze, and a thin layer of ice armor appeared. Then the blood and qi armor turned into blood threads and merged into the ice armor, forming blood lines, as if the frozen blood condensed into armor.
Cold Blood Battle Armor.
Hu Li was horrified. The Ice Clan had many kinds of armor, but the Cold Blood Battle Armor was of an extremely high level that only a great demon king could condense.
Thanks to the extreme cold on the Motian Cliff, these demon kings all gained stronger power.
Hu Li felt a little desperate. No matter whether it was the Barbarian Demon King or the human Grand Scholar, it was difficult to break the Cold Blood Battle Armor. It was completely a suppression of the power level.
Facing Hu Li's weak threat, Bing Lao sneered again: "What a joke! This is the Ice Emperor Palace. With the power of the Ice Emperor, the human saints can't find out anything. What's more, by then, we will stay in the Frost City forever, and the semi-saint clones can't do anything to us. Unless the human saints go crazy and destroy the entire Ten Cold Ancient Land, but don't worry, the Ten Cold Ancient Land is covered by Confucius, and those semi-saints dare not destroy it even if they have the courage! This Ten Cold Ancient Land, after all, belongs to our Ice Clan."
Fang Yun was very calm, but when he heard the last sentence, a hint of mockery emerged on his face, as if he had heard a huge joke.
Seeing hundreds of demon kings slowly surrounding them, Hu Li was extremely anxious and said, "You are so stupid! As long as the human race keeps putting pressure on you, the Ice Clan will definitely compromise. By then, the ten Cold Lords will be fine, but those of you who cannot become Cold Lords will definitely be handed over to the human race as scapegoats! You have destroyed the hopes of the human race and killed a clan of Void Saints. Do you really think you can have a good ending?"
Most of the demon kings stopped. What Hu Li said was absolutely right. If the human race forced them, those big demon kings would not mind sacrificing dozens of demon kings.
Seeing that it worked, Hu Li continued, "Because of his kindness, Confucius did not want to destroy this place, so he made it impossible for the demons to find this place. Once Fang Yun died, the human race panicked, and the demon world would certainly launch a massive attack. Once Liangjie Mountain was lost, the human race would be in danger, and they would not consider Confucius. They would definitely exterminate your Ice Clan first to avenge Fang Yun's death and the destruction of Liangjie Mountain, and then they would have the final battle with the demon world. Do I need to teach you this simple truth?"
Hu Li's analysis was so thorough that many demon kings began to hesitate. If they could kill Fang Yun, they would have done it outside the Ice Emperor Palace long ago. However, because of various concerns about killing Fang Yun, they never did it.
Those great demon kings have a retreat and will be protected by the cold lords of each city, but the status of these demon kings is far from being comparable to that of the great demon kings.
Hu Li glanced at Bing Lao and finally said, "Don't you guys use your brains to think about why Bing Tong stood far away and did nothing but let you die?"
Bing Tong gave Hu Li a displeased look, then continued to observe the iceberg and study the Ice Emperor Palace.
Hu Li's last sentence almost convinced many demon kings. Bing Tong was a fearless person in the Ice Clan. He showed a little respect to the First Lord of Cold, but he didn't take the Lords of Cold in other cities seriously. When he was happy, he was polite, but when he was unhappy, he could make people suffer. Bing Tong was such a cruel demon king, but he turned a blind eye to the other party's luck. There was a big problem.
Bing Lao and the other demon kings looked at each other, now they were all at a loss. There was nothing wrong in scolding Fang Yun and Hu Li, but when it came to Bing Tong, they really didn't dare to say anything. Bing Tong was famous for his mood swings, and if they accidentally touched his sore spot, he would definitely retaliate with the most cruel means.
Bing Lao coughed lightly and said, "Don't be fooled by her one-sided words. Bing Tong has an important mission for our tribe. He led us to open the Bingdi Mountain and was responsible for seizing the First Cold City. Naturally, he had to retain his strength and could not fight Fang Yun at this time. We are different. We just want to clear the obstacles for all tribes! Everyone, have you forgotten how Fang Yun closed the main gate of the Bingdi Palace? Have you forgotten how we fought the ferocious beasts? Have you forgotten the millions of people killed by Fang Yun? Kill! Only by killing Fang Yun can we not become sinners of our tribe! Are you demon kings so cowardly that you are afraid of a waste sitting on a chair!"
After saying that, Bing Lao slowly stepped forward.
"Well said, kill Fang Yun!" The demon king Shi Jun followed, and the other demon kings hesitated, but moved forward one after another.
"Hu Li, please take two steps forward." Fang Yun said.
Hu Li looked back at Fang Yun, not knowing what he meant, and took two steps forward.
Fang Yun took out the Sea-Swallowing Shell, a white light flashed, and the wheelchair under him suddenly disappeared. Then a larger object appeared out of thin air. It seemed to be a larger wheelchair, or a specially made carriage, but there was no horse pulling it.
The bright yellow canopy erected on the car was like a large umbrella, swaying in the wind, emitting an invisible force that pushed away all the large snowflakes within a ten-foot radius.
Four fist-sized white cranes were dancing in the umbrella-like canopy, and mist butterflies were flapping their wings and playing with the four little white cranes.
This large wooden chair is more spacious than a wheelchair, and the wheels on both sides are also larger. The brown texture of the chair is delicate, and the surface patina is as warm as amber, and some parts that look like bones and jade can be vaguely seen.
There was a green dragon skin lying across the back of the large wheelchair, and the seat was made of thick tiger skin. The patterns on the wheelchair were full of demonic energy, as if it could transform into a tiger at any time.
Apart from this, there is nothing special about the big seat, and there is not even any seat controls on the armrests on both sides.
The chair was not luxurious, but it was extremely majestic. When Fang Yun sat on it, he felt even more majestic than an emperor sitting on the dragon throne in the Golden Palace.
Everyone looked at Fang Yun and felt that what he was sitting on was not a chair, but a city, a fortress, and a weapon.
"Wuhou Car..."
All the demon kings looked on in fear, but Hu Li's eyes sparkled, and Bing Tong smiled slightly, looking quite pleased with himself.
The Wu Hou Chariot was built by the semi-sage Zhuge Liang in imitation of the chariots of various nations. It was more suitable for combat than the chariots of various nations. It was listed as one of the three treasures of Kong Ming along with the Eight Diagrams Formation and the Wooden Ox and Flowing Horse, and was famous throughout the world for hundreds of years.
Although this Wu Hou Chariot is not Zhuge Liang's vehicle but just a replica, it is also a genuine cultural treasure of the great Confucian scholar. Moreover, this kind of cultural treasure does not belong to the category of treasures in the study and is barely related to the chair. Ordinary great Confucian scholars simply cannot seal up their talents before they die. They can only be nurtured with the holy energy by the side of a semi-saint or in the former residence of the semi-saint, and forcibly sanctified to form a cultural treasure.
Every time the human race fought a great war, as long as the great scholar took action, there would always be the Wu Hou Chariot, which would kill the monsters and barbarians until they lost their courage.
This kind of cultural treasure is one of the strongest among the semi-saint treasures and is almost perfect.
Fang Yun gently stroked the handle and said slowly: "Thanks to the Zong family Lei family for sending this item to the literary world from afar, I can get rid of the predicament today."
"Fang Yun, you have been hiding the Wuhou Chariot all this time! Are you pretending to be ill?" Bing Lao yelled.
Fang Yun answered seriously: "Ice Palace Mountain is so powerful, how can I disguise myself? You think too much. As for the Wuhou Chariot, if I don't hide it, soon after entering the Ice Emperor Palace, the great demon kings of your tribes will surely join forces to kill me. Only at this time and place can I use the Wuhou Chariot."
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