The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 1012 Blood Palace Lord

The Snow Clan tribe, the Orion Gate within the tribe, hadn't assembled yet. Allah, a member of the tribe, walked out of the stone house early. He equipped a longbow, put a bone knife on his waist, and walked slowly towards the gate of the tribe.

In the morning, the soft morning light falls.

In the mountain stream, the snow does not melt, but there is a residual temperature in the air.

"Brother Ala, tell us, how did you manage to hunt a snow beast by yourself?"

"Yes, Arago, my dad said that you are the most powerful hunter in the tribe."

"..."

Not far behind, a group of Snow Clan children, with laughter, swarmed up at this moment, and their clear eyes focused on the young man in front of him.

Allah was surrounded by the children, with a simple and honest smile on his face at the moment.

"That day, you, Arago, met an outsider in the snow, and at that time..." Allah said softly with a smile while touching the head of the little boy beside him.

"Is that kind of outsider?"

The clear child's voice interrupted Allah's words.

In front of Ala, the chubby little boy slowly raised his finger towards the direction of the snowy path in front of the tribe gate.

In the surrounding air, a bloody aura gradually filled the air, and the trembling killing intent slowly shrouded Allah in front of the tribe. A man in a dark black tight-fitting long leather jacket walked slowly from a distance. come.

This person is thin and thin, with sharp water chestnuts on his face, and his blood-colored eyes look a little sunken at first glance.

In front of the gate of the tribe, Ala instinctively felt the danger coming, his body trembled, and he subconsciously took two steps back. The children of the Snow Clan were also hiding behind him at this moment.

"You... where did you come from?" Allah's voice trembled slightly, staring at the person in front, his palm subconsciously placed on his waist.

Not far ahead, the man in black sneered when he heard the words.

"This is the Snow Tribe."

"Jie Jie, these Chinese people are too weak." The man in black was hoarse, his deep-set eyes glanced at Ala in front, and he let out two strange laughs at the same time.

After the voice fell, the man in black immediately stepped forward.

In his eyes, a blood-red glow flashed, and a murderous aura swept over him.

"I really don't understand why the Palace Master sent me here. An ordinary member of the Fawang Palace can kill all these wastes." The man in black slowly raised his palm.

On his fingertips, there was a flash of blood, revealing an evil spirit.

The person hardly hesitated, raised his fingertips and pointed forward, and the blood light burst out of the air.

"Hurry up... run." The expression on Ala's face changed drastically, and at this moment he instinctively moved towards the children standing beside him. He could feel that death was approaching.

But before he could react, the blood glow had already wrapped his body, and in the blink of an eye, that simple and honest young man fell to the ground slowly.

In front of the gate of the tribe, the children of the Snow Clan were already frightened by the terrifying aura and sat down on the snow, hugging each other, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

"Blood killing, don't stop!"

"They're just ordinary tribesmen." A low shout came from the midair behind.

Then several figures appeared in succession at the same time, the leader said in a white gown, his appearance was relatively friendly, giving people the impression that humans and animals were harmless, but at this moment he couldn't help frowning.

Behind the man in white, three people appeared at the same time, all of whom had good auras.

If Ye Fei was present at this time, he would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance.

The leader is none other than Bailong, the mysterious Lord of the White Palace in the Dharma King's Palace. Behind Bailong, the woman in red, who once fought against Ye Fei on the dark island, belongs to Honglian, one of the messengers.

In the Dharma King's Hall, two envoys appeared one after another, and the identities of the other three were already revealed.

The master of the blood killing hall, the master of the Yushui hall, and the deputy master of the main hall, plus the white dragon and the red lotus, the strength of these five people, all of them are strong in the tribulation realm. There are quite a lot of handwriting.

"Sorry, Boss Bai, I couldn't hold back just now and accidentally killed someone." Xuesha turned around slowly, then bent over to salute, with a cruel smile still on his face at this moment.

"Bai Boss, the blood-killing temperament has always been like this, so don't take offense."

"Yeah, just an ordinary person..."

Honglian from the rear, as well as the other two strong men, also stepped forward at the moment, and spoke in a low voice at the same time.

Hearing this, Bai Long couldn't help snorting coldly.

"Listen, if anyone dares to do anything without my permission, don't blame me for being rude!" When Bai Long spoke, his aura condensed and instantly suppressed the audience.

There are countless strong men in the Dharma King's Hall, and the master of the White Hall can be ranked among the top three in strength.

The way of derivation he mastered is even more mysterious and unpredictable, even if the evil wind of purple purpura is here at this moment, when facing the white dragon, he will be unavoidably afraid.

The people in the Fawang Hall all around heard this, with different expressions on their faces at the moment, but they all didn't say much, and retreated behind Bailong one after another, falling into the same extreme fear of the White Palace Master.

The movement in front of the tribe quickly attracted the attention of the Xue tribe.

Not long after, the old patriarch with white hair came over quickly with the hunters from the clan.

"Grandpa, allah!" The middle-aged man headed by the Snow Clan, seeing this scene, was instantly enraged, subconsciously clenched his fists, and wanted to rush forward.

At this time, the old patriarch suddenly raised his hand to block the middle-aged man beside him.

"Go back."

"You are no match for those people." The old patriarch snorted, with a sense of majesty.

His previously weak body seemed to have recovered long ago. Although he was getting older, his aura at the moment was impressive, far from being comparable to that of ordinary Snow Clan members.

The Snow Clan people around respected the old patriarch very much. Although they were angry in their hearts, they did not rush forward at this moment.

In front of the gate of the Snow Clan tribe, the old patriarch walked out of the crowd. Facing the people in Fawang Palace, the old man showed no trace of fear on his face.

"My Snow Clan has lived in seclusion in the snow peaks of Tianshan Mountain for generations, and I have never offended anyone from the outside world. May I ask why you came?"

Not far ahead, everyone in the Hall of Fawang, except Bailong, all showed disdain after glancing at the old patriarch.

These few are all real powerful people in the tribulation realm. Although the patriarch of the Snow Clan is extraordinary, he is not enough to catch their eyes.

"Old man, do you remember that five years ago, a patrol envoy of this hall died at the hands of your Snow Clan?" The voice of blood killing came coldly from the crowd in the Fawang Hall.

Five years have passed, if it weren't for the fear of the powerful people in the Chinese martial arts world, this tribe would have ceased to exist long ago.

When the old patriarch heard this, the expression on his face suddenly became a little more serious.

"You... are with that person?" The old patriarch said in a deep voice, and his aura rose sharply.

He is not a martial artist himself, but the long-term consumption of ice spirit wine and the environmental impact of the snow peaks of Tianshan Mountain have made the physical strength of this old patriarch comparable to that of a martial artist on the Jindan Dao.

"Hmph, so what?"

"If it wasn't for the lord's confession, how could you bastards have survived to this day." A gleam of red flashed in Xue Sha's eyes, and the murderous aura on his body couldn't help but rise.

Five years ago, the inspector who died was himself a member of his Blood Palace.

Because of the Huaxia Martial Arts World, the Palace Master's confession of this matter cannot be pursued. Every time he thinks of this matter, Xuesha only feels ashamed.

"Xuesha, have you forgotten what I said so quickly?" Bai Long beside him showed displeasure on his face at this moment.

Following Bailong's words, the people in the Dharma King's Hall became quiet.

The old patriarch in front of him also had a big gap at this moment. The man in white in front of him was the leader of these people, and his gaze was focused on Bai Long at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Bailong couldn't help laughing lightly, and at the same time walked forward slowly.

"Old patriarch, what happened five years ago has already passed, and I will not pursue it."

"I'm here this time for the physician of your Snow Clan." The expression on Bailong's face was calm and scary, and his eyes swept to the old man in front of him at the same time.

In the palace of the Fawang, the five powerful men from the Tribulation Realm came out together, so it is naturally impossible to come here to avenge a patrol envoy.

Hearing this, the old patriarch couldn't help but a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"The doctor of this clan is not in the clan, please leave." The old patriarch pondered for a while, and then said in a low voice.

Su Qin, a doctor of the Xue clan, is indeed not in the clan now.

But even if she was there, it was impossible for the old patriarch to hand over his granddaughter to these people in front of him.

Not far ahead, Bailong couldn't help showing a chuckle on his face when he heard the words, his aura slowly rose, and the atmosphere in the surrounding air became tense.

Fa Wang Dian has always acted decisively and ruthlessly, and they almost didn't care if they lost their dignity.

But at this time, deep in the snow peak of Tianshan Mountain, inside the ice cave, Ye Fei was at the critical moment of condensing his real body in the ice world, and he knew nothing about what happened outside.

Inside the ice cave altar, the power of the surrounding ice almost condensed into crystals.

The power emerging from Su Qin's body was somewhat beyond Ye Fei's imagination. Above his head, in the ice world, the long-tailed blue bird had gradually turned into a solid body.

When the spirit body is fully formed, his ice real body will be condensed accordingly.

"Ye Fei, you need to speed up the refining process."

In front of the altar Xuanbing, Su Qin's voice came slowly at this moment, with a faint sense of anxiety.

"What's wrong?" Ye Fei's mind was concentrated, and at the same time, he slowly opened his eyes.

Now he really needs a little time.

As for Su Qin, after she turned into a spirit body and fell into a coma, in the past few days, her real body seldom made a sound, and she suddenly spoke at this moment, something must have happened.

After the words fell, I saw a big cold light suddenly flashing from the black ice of the altar in front of me.

(End of this chapter)