Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

The deeper you go into the Heavenly Ice Holy Land, the more chilly the sky becomes.

The divine pattern of patrolling the sky in the body seemed to be inspired by some kind of power and flickered on its own.

Not only Yan Jinghong, but also Lan Zheng, who was leading the way, was no exception.

Lan Zheng is a somewhat aloof middle-aged man. When he meets Yan Jinghong, who is equally indifferent and even somewhat withdrawn, the two of them will naturally have nothing to talk about.

After briefly explaining his intention to leave, he just walked in front and led the way without saying a word.

Yan Jinghong would not take the initiative to ask anything, but he could not help but look around. If that Immortal Emperor Hao Cang really wanted to forcibly remove his sky patrol pattern, then this time would probably be the last time he would see him. Let’s go to the outside world.

After all, it is absolutely impossible to escape in front of the powerful Immortal Emperor.

Even if Lan Zheng in front of him wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as crushing an ant.

"Blue offering!"

"I've seen the blue offering!"

Along the way, we also met some juniors from the Sky Patrol Ice Tribe.

When they saw Lan Zheng, they all stepped forward to salute, and then turned their attention to Yan Jinghong.

Regarding Yan Jinghong's arrival, it is no longer a secret among the entire Xantian Ice Clan.

A mortal from the lower realm can obtain the divine mark of an imperial descendant. This is simply a blessing that defies heaven.

However, whether it is fate or a fatal disaster ultimately depends on the decision of Immortal Emperor Hao Cang.

"That's the kid from the lower world."

"He seems to be younger than us!"

"How did he advance to the Immortal Realm at such a young age? Is it possible that his talent is higher than ours?"

A group of juniors from the Sky Patrol Ice Tribe began to whisper, and they all stopped to watch Lan Zheng and Yan Jinghong walking away, and started a heated discussion in twos and threes.

"In my opinion, that kid is a mortal from the lower world after all. How can an ant-like existence get involved in the noble and noble divine patterns of our Xuntian Ice Clan? The Immortal Emperor will definitely destroy that kid!"

"It's hard to say, the divine marks of the imperial descendants! That boy can perfectly integrate with the divine marks of the imperial descendants, and the Immortal Emperor is a man who cherishes talents. Maybe he will keep that boy to serve our clan? "

"You are too naive. Outsiders are outsiders. Even if they have the divine patterns of our Sky Patrol Ice Clan, they are definitely not the same advanced race as us!"

"Pedantic! The reason why our Sky Patrol Ice Tribe is being overpowered by other tribes is because of you pedantic and stubborn guys!"

"What did you say? Say it again if you dare!"

The debate between the two sides with different opinions has become more and more fierce, and the smell of gunpowder is getting stronger and stronger.

The two men who quarreled most fiercely had always disliked each other, and looked like they were about to start a fight.

"Xiaoyu!"

At this moment, a voice as gentle and gentle as the cry of an oriole floated from afar.

Hearing this voice, for a moment, all the voices of argument seemed to disappear. For a moment, there was no sound, and you could hear a pin drop.

"sister……"

One of the young men, who was blushing and thick-necked due to the quarrel before, immediately shrank his neck, like a docile kitten, turned around and looked at the visitor with an extremely gentle smile.

But he saw a girl wearing a plain gauze skirt, her skirt lightly gathered, coming in full.

The face is covered with a layer of gauze, the eyebrows are like dark blue, and the eyes are like stars, like a river of autumn moon.

Boom!

As soon as this woman appeared, the heartbeats of the disciples present seemed to speed up a bit.

But it's no wonder that such beauties are undoubtedly the common goddess among all the male disciples of the entire Xantian Ice Clan's younger generation.

The only one who is immune to that woman's charm is probably the young man who just called her sister.

Lan Xiaoyu walked forward quickly and scratched the back of her head in embarrassment, "Sister, why are you here?"

Among the Xantian Ice Clan, the royal descendants are also divided into two groups.

In addition to the water surname, there is also the blue surname.

Lan Zheng, who walked over with Yan Jinghong before, Lan Xiaoyu and the sister he mentioned all belong to the Lan family.

However, the current Immortal Emperor Hao Cang belongs to the Shui surname. Therefore, the status of the Shui surname in the clan is higher than that of the Lan surname.

But the two surnames are indeed of royal descent.

The basket that Lan Xiaoyu had the most heated argument with before was named Shui Changdong. He had always been proud of his imperial bloodline. Therefore, it was natural that an ant from the lower realm like Yan Jinghong could possess the imperial divine pattern. They felt extremely humiliated and felt that Yan Jinghong had completely insulted the bloodline of their Xantian Ice Tribe royal family.

"If I don't come, you will have to fight with cousin Changdong."

The girl raised her slender jade fingers and tapped Lan Xiaoyu's forehead a few times.

"Ouch, sister, it hurts!"

Lan Xiaoyu deliberately put on an extremely exaggerated look, grinning in pain.

"You."

Lan Bing'er gave Lan Xiaoyu a look of helplessness. There was a gentle look in that anger, even though there was a layer of veil, it still made many disciples fascinated by it.

"Bing'er, you're here!"

When Shui Changdong saw Lan Bing'er, he seemed to be a different person, and he was not as tense as before.

"Cousin, it was Xiaoyu's fault just now. He still has the temper of a child. Please don't be offended."

Lan Bing'er bowed to Shui Changdong. Shui Changdong's eyes almost went straight. He was stunned for a moment, and quickly waved his hands and said: "Haha, I am also wrong, I am also wrong! How can an elder brother be with his younger brother? We all know each other, right, cousin Xiaoyu!"

Lan Xiaoyu snorted lightly and turned away, looking indifferent.

Lan Bing'er shook her head and smiled bitterly. She raised her hand and pinched Lan Xiaoyu's ears. "You kid, if I don't watch you for three days, you will cause trouble. Come back with me and think about it!"

After saying that, he nodded to Shui Changdong, cast an apologetic look, then twisted Lan Xiaoyu's ears and turned around to leave.

"Tsk, tsk, it's so beautiful!"

"She is indeed the most beautiful woman of my Sky Patrol Ice Clan!"

"If I could just kiss Xiangze, I would live a thousand years shorter!"

Countless disciples looked at the retreating figure from a distance, their eyes widened, unable to remember what they were arguing about just now.

"Bing'er is really...Gulu..."

Shui Changdong was even more intoxicated. He took a deep breath and looked intoxicated. It seemed that the air where Lan Bing'er had just stood was fresher.

"What is it really, Brother Changdong?"

"Of course it's three words!"

Shui Changdong raised three fingers and said word by word: "It's breathtaking!"

"What are these four words?"

"Because my heart was stolen by her!"

…

"It hurts, it hurts, sister, my ear, my ear is going to be broken!"

Lan Bing'er twisted Lan Xiaoyu's ears and left, shouting all the way, but Lan Bing'er didn't seem to feel distressed at all. She didn't let go of Lan Xiaoyu's ears until she no longer saw any outsiders.

"How many times have I told you not to conflict with people from Shui Changdong's lineage? Why don't you listen!"

Lan Bing'er frowned, looking like she hated iron.

As the saying goes, an eldest brother is like a father, and an eldest sister is like a mother.

Although the Lan lineage is also of royal descent, with the accession of Immortal Emperor Hao Cang to the throne, the Lan lineage has been declining day by day, and has long been no longer worthy of its name. Strictly speaking, it can only be regarded as a vassal family of the Shui lineage.

"I'm just discussing the matter!"

Lan Xiaoyu looked unrepentant, "I said that Yan Jinghong, although he was from a humble background, he was able to ascend from the lower world to the immortal realm at a young age, and he was also able to integrate the divine patterns of the royal descendants. He is indeed very good. Excellent! If the Immortal Emperor is wise and powerful, he will definitely keep that boy to serve our clan. What's wrong with me?"

"Are you going to let it go if you say these things? What's the point of arguing with others here?"

Lan Bing'er sighed softly, gently put her palm on Lan Xiaoyu's shoulder, and said seriously: "Xiaoyu, you are the only hope of our lineage. When you do anything, you need to consider the consequences. You can't Do whatever you want, you know?"

"Okay, okay, my ears are about to get calloused. Mother and concubine are not as bothered as you!"

Lan Xiaoyu shook off Lan Bing'er's hand impatiently, turned around and left.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu! Hey——"

Lan Binger shook her head and sighed, when will this younger brother really grow up?

While her beautiful eyes were looking forward, Lan Bing'er couldn't help but look at the tallest palace among the fairy clouds.

There is the holy land within the clan and the place where Immortal Emperor Hao Cang lives.

In fact, even an imperial descendant like her rarely has the opportunity to meet the aloof Immortal Emperor Hao Cang.

And that mortal from the lower world had just ascended to the Immortal Realm for the first time, but he could meet Immortal Emperor Hao Cang.

However, whether it is life or death, blessing or disaster, all depends on the will of Immortal Emperor Hao Cang.

"If he can get through this, given the narrow tolerance of those in Shui Changdong, I'm afraid his life in the Sky Patrol Ice Clan will not be easy in the future."

A ray of light flashed in Lan Bing'er's eyes, and she secretly thought in her heart: If possible, this Yan Jinghong, perhaps, can be used for his own use.

…

"arrive!"

Finally, Lan Zheng stopped in front of a huge bronze door.

"You can go in by yourself. The Immortal Emperor and the elders are all waiting for you inside."

"Thank you."

Yan Jinghong nodded slightly to Lan Zheng to thank him, took a deep breath, and looked at the two statues of mythical beasts on the left and right in front of the bronze door.

Oh no!

That turned out not to be a statue, and the vague aura of terror circulating in it all proved that these two "statues" were actually alive.

No wonder there are no guards in such a huge palace.

Two mythical beasts guard the door, how majestic it is!

Clenching their fists, Immortal Emperor Haocang and the elders of the Xantian Ice Tribe?

What a big battle!

If he really died inside, there wouldn't be many people in the entire Immortal Realm who could die in such a big battle.

"Ling Feng, Ling Feng, it's not easy to be an undercover agent!"

The heart is crossed and the feet are stamped.

Life or death, life or death, we can only leave it to fate!