Chapter 346

Yan Zhaoge looked at the ice chair, and could feel that the momentum of the tiger crouching in the dragon was lasting.

It seems that after passing through time, you can see the scene of the past. There is a powerful warrior of the martial saint, sitting there like this, and then looking at the icicles in the center of the hall.

Yan Zhaoge comes to the seat, turns around and looks at the main hall. He looks at the center of the hall. The frozen real dragon leaves his body.

Ah Hu then calmed down and asked, "childe, it's more difficult to collect the real dragon's remains. What can we do to take it away completely?"

Yan Zhaoge said, "don't worry about that. I have an idea in mind. Let's check other things in the Ice Palace first."

Ah Hu promised to volunteer to search.

Yan Zhaoge stayed in place, feeling his chin and thinking.

When ah Hu came back, he saw that the harvest was quite fruitful.

Ah Hu, who was so excited because of the real dragon's body, laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes.

Because of the long time, many of the things collected in the ice palace have become rotten and have lost their due value and function.

But even so, there are still many treasures left in the place where the ice dragon warrior once lived, which can still be used today.

As a strongman of holy land, the private property of the ice dragon warrior is very rich.

Although it can't be compared with the holy land like Guangcheng mountain, it's really rich and rich as a lone martial artist.

The collection of Yuan Tian, who is also a martial saint, will be inferior.

Yan Zhaoge has a better idea after checking things: "well, looking at something, when the ice dragon wusheng came back here for the last time, and then left again, he didn't rush. Maybe he just went out for a relatively normal time when he wanted to come."

"At least, he didn't expect it to go away."

Yan Zhaoge said in a deep voice, "maybe he is going to explore the secret of the so-called" group of dragons into the sea ", and then it disappears. Life and death become a mystery."

Think of here, Yan Zhaoge once again in the ice palace collection of these treasures in search of possible clues.

Finally, several pieces of broken scales attracted Yan Zhaoge's attention.

"Dragon scale......" Although the aura in the scales has gradually dissipated, Yan Zhao's songs can be quickly distinguished.

Walking to the icicle in the center of the hall, Yan Zhaoge carefully observed the real dragon left behind in the ice, and then looked at the broken scales in his hands: "it's not from this dragon."

"After putting the scales together again, there may be gains." Yan Zhaoge stopped thinking and looked up at the huge icicle in front of her.

Reach out and press on the icicle to feel the cold breath. Yan Zhaoge's eyes are closed.

After a while, he took out the colonnade of the temple which was transformed into a short stone stick.

The colonnade of the temple becomes huge again, and stands against the ice palace hall together with the ice pillar.

Yan Zhaoge put his hands on the icicles left by the frozen real dragon, and his vigorous Qi penetrated into them.

With his hands as the center, each of them has a four edged pattern, which starts to emerge one after another.

Yan Zhaoge takes back a palm and takes out a pair of silver rings from the things left here by the ice dragon warrior.

The two silver rings fly out as soon as the fingers are gently rotated.

The silver rings flying up fall on the contact between the icicles and the top of the hall, while the silver rings flying down fall on the base of the icicles standing on the ground below.

The two silver rings also turn into silver rings, which gradually melt into the icicles and disappear.

Yan Zhaoge presses his hands on the icicle again, then turns the vigorous Qi in his hands and sucks the icicle.

Before, it seemed like a huge ice pillar integrated with the ice palace hall. At this time, it was moved by Yan Zhaoge gradually.

During the friction, a large number of broken ice fell on the top, and the icicles became shorter. Yan Zhao, the singer, made efforts to make the icicles fall horizontally.

On the icicle, there are silver and white light patterns, which keep flashing brilliance. The real dragon remains frozen in the icicle. It is still safe and sleepy.

Yan Zhaoge tries to hold this huge icicle in a miniature bag.

But before that, it was still, even in the ordinary icicles, suddenly there was a very strong breath, which was extremely terrifying.

Fierce spirit power, resist entering the miniature bag, almost tear the miniature bag of Yan Zhaoge.

"It's really extraordinary." Yan Zhaoge's face is the same, and he claps his palm on the magic corridor beside him.

The colonnade of the temple shrinks for a while, and then Yan Zhaoge controls its whereabouts on the icicle. The strong breath inside the icicle finally calms down.

Yan Zhaoge should be sent into the miniature bag together with the pillars of the temple and the real dragon.

On the other side, ah Hu also collected other things. Yan Zhaoge said, "let's go."

It's not necessary to know that the people of Tianlei hall are waiting outside the ice palace and outside the ice lake.

It's possible that the elder Zhen of Tianlei hall, who was in the ice marrow of the earth vein, came back quickly.

In the ice marrow of the earth vein, the Tianlei hall is severely damaged, which makes the Tianlei hall lose a lot of manpower in the extreme north. The Tianlei hall may not have no possibility of allocating more manpower from the thunder area.

But it is hard not to fail Yan Zhaoge. When he left the ice palace, he did not leave the ice lake. Instead, he took out the fiddle, went to the bottom of the lake, and left underground.

When he was in the shuttle, looking at the cracks on the surface of the shuttle, Yan Zhaoge smacked his mouth: "there was still some pressure in the ice marrow of the earth vein, and the shuttle was damaged seriously, which was worse than the grave of the old man."

Ah Hu was even more frightened: "young man, this is not going to break on the way, is it? Then we will be buried under the ground. "

Yan Zhaoge said with a smile: "relax, at least enough to complete the trip."

Soon, the earth shuttle rushed out of the ground, and the two saw the sky again.

Yanzhaoge took up the fiddler and looked back. In the snow, the view of the northern snow plain was wide and desolate.

"Although it is close to Lei Yu, it is not the site of Tianlei hall after all." Yan Zhaoge shakes his head.

Lin Zhou and others may not know the ground shuttle, but they should also know that they have this strange treasure.

But in addition to keeping the ice lake, there are not many ways for them. Their hands are far from enough to spread around and completely surround the nearby ground.

It's very convenient to control the ground shuttle by yourself. You can choose any direction underground.

For the martial artists of Tianlei hall, it is more realistic to try to open the ice palace as soon as possible.

Yan Zhaoge said to ah Hu, "let's go, and pay attention to cleaning the traces, so as not to be tracked."

They traveled eastward again, heading for the blue hot spring they found before.

Yan Zhaoge calculated the time. The spirit there should have accumulated enough.

After many days of trekking and returning to the old land, Yan Zhaoge once again broke through the ice, snow and frozen soil, and the steaming blue hot spring reappeared in front of him.

Yan Zhaoge takes out a transparent crystal like thing and throws it into the blue hot spring.

In an instant, the hot spring becomes more boiling, and at the same time, the blue light fades to a bloody red color.