"Emperor, live up to the mission, this is my gift to you!"

Master Lingtian kowtowed to the ground like pushing a golden mountain to pour a jade pillar, and presented the bronze bell with both hands.

"It's made of more than ten thousand pieces of imperial vessels. It's called Wanling Zhenyu bell."

"I hope your majesty likes it."

"Younger generation..."

The God of ice frost ten thousand swords only stares big eyes, a face of inconceivable expression, don't want to believe oneself body see of this scene.

Wanling Zhenyu clock is very powerful. With his help, it has really stepped into the level of quasi heavenly ware.

If you fall into the hands of a giant in the seventh realm, with the help of Wanling Zhenyu bell, you can compete with the top emperor in the ninth realm.

Although we can't win, we won't lose.

Master Lingtian is only the emperor at the top of the sixth realm. Holding Wanling Zhenyu bell, he can also fight against the giants of the eighth realm.

But it's not.

What did he see? Master Lingtian offered the Wanling Zhenyu clock?

What's the situation?

Is this the head of the Kirin generation? No, no, he doesn't have the blood of the Kirin. He has the blood of the real dragon, but he belongs to the human race in essence!

A people, but won his eyes amazing descendants loyalty.

"Damn it! What are the Kirin clan leaders of this generation doing? "

Ice frost's heart is filled with endless anger, and the cold light in his eyes bursts out.

"Boom!"

The frost God of ten thousand swords shines brightly and shakes the road. He wants to break away from the road and continue to exist in the world.

The appearance of ice and frost ten thousand swords depends on the thunder robbery.

The thunder robbery of Wanling town's Yuzhong triggers the imprint of frost Wandao sword left in the road. Only the God of frost Wandao sword can manifest the world.

The thunder disaster disappeared, and the gods of ice and frost swords could no longer exist in the world.

Frost wandaojian God wants to break away from the attraction of the road. He wants to kill Qin Yi. He can't let master Lingtian, a descendant of the Kirin family, be exiled.

Whatever the reason, he won't allow it!

"If I were you, I would not do such an unwise move."

At this time, a indifferent voice rang out in the ear of ice frost Wandao sword God, which made him look back.

You can see the figure of a peerless God and devil standing not far away from him. Endless evil Qi and chaotic Qi envelop him.

The rivers of the yellow spring linger around him, suppressing thousands of ways.

At a glance, the frost ten thousand sword gods seem to see a vast dead world, countless demons and ghosts roaring.

This is no weaker or even stronger than his master's peak!

A statue standing on the top of the emperor, only half a step away from the existence of Tianzun!

In the road, his perception of the outside world magnifies countless white, and he can clearly perceive the terrible power contained in the body of the statue in front of him.

"Shua!"

The eyes of this being fell on him, and the threat was not concealed.

He had no doubt that if he did it, he would surely face the thunder of this existence.

"Alas..."

With a sigh in his heart, frost can only give up his intention.

He knew that as long as the statue was present, he could not hurt Qin Yi. Even his master was here, so was he.

Only when the true ancestor of the Kirin is here can this be possible.

Helplessly shook his head, the God of frost ten thousand swords no longer resisted the traction of the road, then disappeared between heaven and earth.

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