Sign In Buddha’s Palm

this moment.

All the disciples of the Snow God Palace in the Ice Crystal Palace felt a cold infiltrating their marrow rushing up.

"not good."

"what is the problem?"

"Palace Master, Palace Master is angry."

Many of the Snow God Palace disciples turned pale in shock, and hurriedly knelt down, not daring to raise their heads.

In their eyes, the Snow God Palace Master is like a god, aloof, ruling the life and death of all his disciples.

If the Snow God Palace Master is angry, it will definitely be like the sky is falling for their disciples.

"Why is the palace lord angry? In the past few decades, nothing happened to my Snow God Palace."

Some disciples have doubts in their hearts.

"Could it be that it has something to do with Her Highness the Goddess?"

A certain disciple's expression changed. Some time ago, Her Highness the Goddess was ordered by the palace master to compete with several other disciples of the ordinary Tianjizi foretold.

It didn't take long for the Snow God Palace Master to get angry, and many disciples couldn't help but guess whether there was a connection.

And just when many Xue Divine Palace disciples speculated that they were uneasy.

In the depths of the Ice Crystal Palace, it was almost completely transformed into a world of ice and snow, with the power of ice rising like a sea.

"Palace Lord spare your life"

The Snow God Palace disciple who came in to report that the fire of the goddess's life was extinguished only felt his body froze, his blood and internal strength slowly slowed down, and even his consciousness began to blur.

Although all the exercises practiced by the disciples of the Snow God Palace are of a cold nature, the fact that the exercises are of a cold nature does not mean that they can ignore the cold.

"Palace Master, Palace Master's strength has improved again." The elders next to him were able to support them. At this moment, they looked at each other with a hint of astonishment on their faces.

Just like the Snow God Palace Master, just relying on his breath can cause such an impact, even if he does not touch the height of the myth of the seventh heaven, I am afraid it is not far behind.

"Humph!"

The Snow God Palace Master glanced at his disciples, his breath slowly subsided, and said coldly, "Bring Ling'er's life candle."

"Yes."

The Snow God Palace disciple shivered and quickly backed out. Soon after, she was holding a candlestick like an ice crystal.

"It really went out."

The Snow God Palace Master looked at it and remained silent.

When the fire of life goes out, it means that the owner of the fire of life has completely fallen, and even the spiritual sense has not escaped.

"Who is it, who is it?!!"

The Snow God Palace's face was expressionless, but there was a monstrous murderous intent in his words.

The goddess Bingling was the disciple she personally selected and trained as the next generation Snow God Palace Master.

It can be said that the Snow God Palace Master has spent countless efforts on Bing Ling.

But now, Bingling is actually dead?

"Palace Master."

At this moment, an elder next to him bit his head and said: "His Royal Highness the goddess has reached the peak of the triple heaven, and coupled with the various secret techniques of my Snow God Palace, even if I encounter the ordinary myth of the fourth heaven, it is still no problem to escape. of."

"That's right, the palace master. To be able to kill Her Royal Highness, the strength is at least close to the level of the headmaster."

Another elder opened his mouth to analyze.

"Headmaster?"

The Snow God Palace Master narrowed his eyes, and faintly burst into a bright light: "Ling'er has a life-saving thing given by the ancestors. Once it is stimulated, even if it is the myth of the seventh heaven, it will not necessarily stop it."

The voice of the Snow God Palace Master just fell.

The pupils of several elders shrank suddenly.

"Seventh Heaven, could it be the ancestor of a certain great sect who did not care to wake up and attacked His Highness?"

"Impossible, how cherish the life of those who are immortal? It is absolutely impossible to spend the few remaining life essences to take action against His Highness."

"Then you say, what's the situation now?"

Several elders suddenly argued.

At this time, the elder who had not spoken all the time said, "Perhaps, Her Highness the Goddess didn't have time to use the life-saving thing at all?"

As soon as the words came out.

Many elders looked at each other in dismay, and suddenly felt very possible.

"did not use?"

The Snow God Palace Master's eyes flashed.

In fact, she also thinks that this possibility is the greatest, how rare the myth of the seventh heaven is, even if she wants to take action, she will take action against a great teacher like her. As for the goddess Bingling

To a certain extent, Bingling is not worthy of the Seventh Heaven Myth.

"but."

"It can make Ling'er not even able to use the life-saving things."

The Snow God Palace Master pondered.

"Palace Master."

The elder who spoke at the end seemed to think of something, and said cautiously, "Go to the land of great competition with Her Highness the Goddess, as well as several other disciples of the Great Sect."

"Something happened to Your Highness. They definitely know better than us. Instead of guessing who did it here, it's better to go directly to those great popes to ask."

"I see."

The Snow God Palace Master's eyes lit up, he stepped out and disappeared.

At the time when many great religions overseas were making a splash.

Su Qin strolled around the palace slowly. Now that he's out of the customs, Su Qin doesn't plan to go back immediately.

"The tide of vitality"

Su Qin raised his right hand and grabbed gently towards the depths of the void.

Suddenly, a cloud of misty gas caught Su Qin in the palm of his hand.

This misty gas is invisible and intangible, seemingly invisible, constantly changing and changing, trying to escape from Su Qin's palm.

If there are mythical warriors at the sect master level overseas who see this scene, they will definitely be shocked to discover that the misty gas in Su Qin's hands is the inspiration of heaven and earth.

The spirit of heaven and earth is different from the vitality of heaven and earth.

Compared with vitality, spirituality is more illusory.

It is more like some kind of special substance, scattered between heaven and earth, even if it is the seventh heaven mythical warrior, it is difficult to catch a trace.

But now.

It's shocking that Su Qin is actually playing with a large group of clever tricks.

"Pity."

"It's just a little bit of inspiration in a radius of dozens of miles."

Su Qin took a light breath, and the group of inspiration poured into his mouth and nose like swimming fish.

Just when Su Qin was strolling leisurely in the palace.

Everything that happened in Chang'an City began to quickly spread to the world.

Even though Emperor Tang ordered that no rumors were allowed, the battle was too shocking. Five mythical warriors fell in a row, and they were still under the watchful eyes of everyone. Even if Emperor Tang wanted to suppress him, he couldn't hold back.

Can't completely block Chang'an City?

And as the news continued to spread, the whole world shook again.

"Six mythical warriors came to Chang'an City, trying to subdue the Tang Kingdom, but the mythical warrior in Chang'an City only slashed a few knives, and these mythical warriors fell one after another?"

Countless people were stunned.

This has exceeded the limit of their imagination. How does martial arts myth exist? There can be no one in an era.

As a result, six people suddenly appeared, and they were quickly killed without saying anything?

This is simply incredible!

"Really or not? The last time the national teacher Meng Yuan fell into the hands of the myth in Chang'an City, it can be explained by just breaking through and the state is unstable, but now there are six martial arts myths, what does the myth in Chang'an City take? To kill?"

Some warriors questioned.

"You still don't believe me? I was just outside Chang'an City at the time, and the six martial arts mythical auras enveloped the entire palace, and I felt like a couch."

"Then the Lord Myth in the palace came out, and within a few moments, five of the six myths fell."

A warrior patted his chest and said, swearing that he saw it with his own eyes.

"Five fallen, six in total, doesn't it mean that one has escaped?" Someone asked with a keen grasp.

"No."

"The surviving martial arts myth is the living mouth left by the mythical master in the palace on purpose. What use should it be?"

The warrior said this, paused for a while, and said in a low voice: "One more thing, one of the six mythical warriors who descended on Chang'an City should be the ancestor of the Blood Killing Sect."

This just came out.

Immediately it caused an uproar again.

The Patriarch of Blood Killing Sect is a martial arts myth two hundred years ago. No matter in terms of strength or means, it is far from being comparable to the national master of Mengyuan.

Even such a strong man in the realm of martial arts mythology has no ability to resist in front of the myth in the palace. This is too incredible, right?

"How strong is the mythical master in my Tang Palace?"

Finally, a warrior couldn't help but ask.

Whether it is the national teacher Meng Yuan or the six martial arts myths just now, it seems that they are as fragile as babies in front of the mythical master in the palace.

In this case, there are naturally warriors who are curious about Su Qin's strength.

"How strong is it?"

The warrior who personally experienced the battle in Chang'an City was silent for a while, and said seriously: "Only the fallen martial arts myths know about this horror."

"Maybe these martial arts myths don't know." The warrior added another sentence.

And Su Qin naturally didn't know that at this moment, countless creatures in the world were shocked by his casual killing of several mythical warriors.

"The ancient tree in Magic Cloud City is no longer able to sign in."

Su Qin sighed softly, walked out of the towering underground hall, and came to the palace.

In the Demon Cave World, the ancient tree in Demon Cloud City is known as the deepest part of the world, a branch of the ancient Demon Tree that supports the world.

Originally, Su Qin thought that this branch could support him to sign in for decades.

As a result, after two years of not reaching it, the 'Dao Yun' has been exhausted.

"However, in the past two years, I did sign a lot of good things from that ancient tree."

Su Qin touched his chin and looked more satisfied.

In addition to signing in thousands of magic essence fruits, many treasures such as magic energy crystals, demonic liquid, blood of demon gods, etc. were also signed in.

There are even several of them, no worse than the Devil's Blade.

"After all, it's just a branch of the real ancient demon tree. I'm afraid it's not even one-ten-thousandth of the main body. It's pretty good to be able to sign in so many things."

Su Qin nodded slightly and comforted himself.

"I don't know what treasures I can get by signing in in front of the real ancient demon tree."

Su Qin was leisurely fascinated.

However, Su Qin also knew that in a short period of time, he would not be able to go to the depths of the Demon Cave World.

"The Devil's Nest World can't sign in, so let's do it here, right?" Su Qin stopped and looked at the White Jade Plaza in front of him.

"System, sign in!"

Su Qin pondered for a while, and meditated in his heart.

[Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and obtaining the supernatural power 'Calling Wind and Calling Rain'. 】

A cold, mechanical voice sounded in Su Qin's ears.

"Magic?"

A smile appeared on Su Qin's face.

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