God-slaughtering King

"Hum, even if you arrive at Guanghan palace, you still can't see the South Gate ice. Even if you do, she won't go with you!"

The woman's eyes twinkled cold and quickly caught up.

Soon, nanmenfeng came to an ice city world, full of ice carved palaces, beautiful.

Even trees and flowers are carved from ice, giving people an unspeakable feeling.

"The cold here is very thick, which is very suitable for people with ice attribute to practice here."

The Maple Road in the South Gate gave a sound.

"Who dares to break into my Guanghan palace!"

At this time, more than a dozen figures flew out and landed opposite the maple in the south gate. A strong man in huatianjing, led by him, cheered coldly.

"Shenzong South Gate maple, specially came to visit the Lord of Guanghan palace!"

With that, nanmenfeng threw out a token.

The first woman took the token and frowned, "my palace master is closing the door. It's inconvenient to see guests. I'd better go back where junior brother Nanmen comes from."

The woman threw the token back and said coldly.

"What an inconvenience!"

Nanmen Maple's face sank, "in that case, don't blame me for breaking into Guanghan palace!"

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

A dozen people looked cold and took out the magic soldiers one after another, pointing directly at the maple in the south gate.

"Slow!"

At this time, a figure came after him. It was the woman defeated by Nanmen Feng.

"Meet elder Liu."

After seeing the appearance of the woman, a dozen people bowed.

"Nanmen Feng, as I said, you won't see Nanmen Bing today anyway. You'd better leave so as not to lose your life here!"

The woman said in a deep voice, with an extremely firm attitude. It seems that after returning to Guanghan palace, her confidence is much stronger than before.

"Who gave you such confidence and dared to stop me!"

Nanmen Maple glanced at the woman coldly and drank in a low voice!

"Bold!"

"How dare you be rude to us Liu Changlao!"

A dozen people glared and shouted.

Liu Changlao on one side also looked cold and stared at Nanmen Maple coldly.

Nanmen Feng sneered and didn't bother to pay attention to these people.

"South Gate maple of Donghai County, come to visit the Lord of Guanghan palace!"

The maple in the South Gate shouted loudly. The voice was like thunder, penetrating many obstacles and echoing in the whole Guanghan palace.

"Who is Nanmen Feng, who wants to visit our palace leader?"

"Is it some extremely strong person who connects the heaven?"

Whew, whew

Figures flew out of the palace, and thousands of people gathered in the blink of an eye. Everyone's breath was not weak, and they had the lowest innate golden elixir cultivation.

Among them, several elders of tongtianjing came.

"Turn heaven into cultivation?"

"With his strength, do you want to see our palace leader?"

"I'm afraid the thief is stupid. The leader of Guanghan palace can't be anyone who wants to see."

Everyone looked at Nanmen Maple with laughter.

More than 80% of Guanghan Palace's disciples are female, and there are few male disciples, and they are usually not valued. This is a unique potential rule of Guanghan palace.

Among the more than 1000 people who appeared, they were all women and looked beautiful, including duanmuqing, long Yuxiao and so on.

"The boy looks handsome, but his head is a little silly."

"Elder martial sister Chen, you are crazy about flowers again. Maybe this boy is useless in the head of silver gun wax."

"But I admire this boy. He dares to shout outside our Guanghan palace alone."

Everyone looked at Nanmen Maple with a sneer, but they didn't pay attention to Nanmen maple.

At this time, the space in front of everyone was distorted, and a woman in palace clothes came out of it. The woman had the appearance of a city, her face was cold, and there was no emotion flowing out, but there was a dignity that could not be provoked between her eyebrows, which made people dare not look directly at her.

"See the palace master!"

The crowd was stunned at first, and then bowed together.

Nanmen Feng also looked at the palace woman curiously. She was too young and looked like a woman in her thirties, but her cultivation was very strong. She was a strong man who reached the nine peaks of tongtianjing.

"Hua Yao of Guanghan palace has seen the son of God. I don't know the son's coming. I'm far away. Please forgive me."

The lady in Palace Dress bowed slightly, which was a salute, and said softly.

Her tone has no feelings for a long time. Even if she is low-key, she still doesn't dare to be underestimated.

But people don't think so.

It was beyond everyone's imagination that the leader of Guanghan palace saluted a young man who changed the heaven.

Liu Changlao was also shocked. Looking at this scene unbelievably, her mind was shaking wildly, just like the waves, sweeping her mind again and again.

"Son of God? Does the son of God have a high status? Can he even let the palace leader salute?"

"The palace leader is the leader of one of the top ten sects in the Xuanwu mainland. Only when he sees the legendary realm of yin and Yang, will he salute like this."

At this time, people looked at Nanmen Feng differently, shocked, complicated, stunned, jealous and so on.

Many of them often winked at Nanmen Feng in front of the palace master, but Nanmen Feng didn't look at it.

Although these yingyanyan in front of him are good, they are still a bit worse than Bai Yimeng. Naturally, he won't see them.

In front of him, the Lord of Guanghan palace asked him to look more.

In terms of appearance, the palace master in front of him is no worse than his wife Bai Yimeng. On the contrary, he has a king's breath, which makes people can't help looking more.

"You're welcome, palace leader. I just want to see nanmenbing."

Nanmen Feng smiled and said.

Although he is true to be the son of God, he will not put his identity high unless he has the strength to turn his hand and destroy Guanghan palace.

"South Gate ice?"

"He wants to see the saint?"

"Both of them are surnamed Nanmen. Is Nanmen Bing his sister?"

Everyone looked puzzled.

"Son, please follow me."

The palace leader Hua Yao said expressionless, then turned and flew to the ice sculpture palace below.

Nanmen Maple followed.

After the two left, they immediately burst into a pot, and all talked about who the South Gate Maple was.

Liu Changlao's face on one side was the most ugly and complex. She didn't expect that the mole ant like teenager had grown up to the extent that she needed to look up to.

In an underground palace, Nanmen Feng saw Nanmen ice lying on the hospital bed.

After seeing the ice at the south gate, the maple at the south gate was happy first, and then his face changed suddenly.

Just now, under the scanning of divine consciousness, he found that the smell of ice in the south gate was very weak, and it looked like annihilation at any time.

His eyes turned blood red and stared coldly at the palace master Hua Yao: "what's going on, please give me an explanation!"

The palace leader Hua Yao has no expression. Even in the face of such angry Nanmen Feng, her eyes are still cold.

"Three years ago, nanmenbing became the saint of Guanghan palace. However, in order to cultivate Guanghan Palace's unique learning Guanghan formula, she was eager for quick success and instant benefit and became possessed."

The palace leader Hua Yao said faintly, with a trace of helplessness and pity in his tone.

"Nanmen Feng is the most talented and suitable woman I have ever seen to practice my unique skills in Guanghan palace. Unfortunately, she is too anxious."

Nanmen Feng's heart trembled suddenly. Looking at the Nanmen ice in front of him, tears couldn't help flowing down.

How could he not guess that nanmenbing took this risk just for him and wanted to improve his strength and go back to him as soon as possible.

"How can I save her!"

For a long time, the maple at the South Gate sank into a deep voice.

"Yin and Yang blend!"

After the palace leader Hua Yao finished, he turned and left, leaving Nanmen Feng standing in place, his head blank, staring at Nanmen Bing, but he couldn't say a word.

Nanmen Feng didn't understand the meaning of the words of the palace leader Hua Yao, but asked him to tell Nanmen Bing... He couldn't do it!

He has always regarded nanmenbing as his own sister. Thinking of this, nanmenfeng is tangled again. He can't watch nanmenbing die.

Day by day, Nanmen Maple's heart is still struggling.

"Yin and Yang blend, yin and Yang blend... By the way, maybe that's OK!"

For several days, nanmenfeng has been thinking about this problem, and he finally found a feasible way.

Then he came to the ice bed of Nanmen ice. Nanmen Feng looked at Nanmen ice lying motionless on the ice bed and smiled and said, "sister Bing, believe me, you will be well soon. I'll pick you up."

With that, the smell of Nanmen Maple suddenly changed.

"Jiucang secret skill!"

South Gate Maple directly displays jiucang's secret skill, and then points to the center of South Gate Bing's eyebrows. He sees a blood gas like a dragon drilling into South Gate Bing's body and swimming all over the body.

At the same time, under the careful control of Nanmen maple, the tyrannical cold in Nanmen ice turned back and drilled into Nanmen Maple's fingers along the direction of blood gas inflow.

Hiss!

Nanmen Feng couldn't help shivering.

This cold is much stronger than any cold he encounters. Fortunately, what he understands is also the cold field, and his physical quality is strong enough. Otherwise, he may not be able to withstand this cold.

Even so, his body was covered with frost.

"It's feasible!"

Soon, Nanmen Maple felt the smell of Nanmen ice gradually recovering and its vitality became vigorous.

Seven days later.

Nanmen Feng put away his fingers and felt the life breath of Nanmen ice gradually recovering, with a smile on his face.

At this moment, his face was unspeakably pale and tired.

He kept awake for seven days and nights to display jiucang secret skill for nanmenbing. Even if he was extremely strong, he couldn't bear it, and the blood and gas consumed was described as terrible.

However, for Nanmen Feng, it is still within his bearing range.

When he practiced jiucang's secret arts to the eighth floor, there were millions of blood and blood gas. Nanmen Maple can be said that no one can compare with him except the Xuanwu guardian.

If he practices to the ninth floor, Nanmen Feng is sure that it is difficult to kill him even if he has been bleeding. This is the rebellious place of jiucang's secret art.

"Jiucang's secret skill is really powerful. I admire it."

At this time, the palace leader Hua Yao came with a graceful posture, looked at the South Gate maple and said coldly.

Nanmen Feng's face changed slightly.

There are few people who know jiucang's secret arts. They are wondering.

Nanmen Feng saw that the body of the palace leader Hua Yao was shocked, and a stream of blood filled the air. What she showed was jiucang secret skill, but her jiucang secret skill was obviously several levels lower than Nanmen Feng.

Seeing the understanding of the maple in the south gate, the palace leader Hua Yao put away the jiucang secret skill and didn't want to explain at all.

Nanmen Feng didn't ask much.

"She's waking up."

For a long time, the palace leader Hua Yao said.

Nanmen Feng woke up from meditation and hurriedly got up to look at Nanmen Bing with trembling eyes on the hospital bed.

"Sister Bing, you finally wake up!"

Seeing Nanmen Bing open his eyes, Nanmen Feng's eyes were slightly red and said excitedly.