Chapter 1559 (1/2)

Lu Ming roared and burst into blood, breaking the ice, but there was more ice covering Lu Ming. Gradually, the ice on Lu Ming became thicker and thicker. Finally, it turned into a huge piece of ice and sealed Lu Ming's ice.

Lu Ming's body is frozen, so it's hard to move. The terrible cold air constantly penetrates into his body and his mind, as if to freeze his murderous spirit.

Then, the master of Yunlong Valley waved his hand, and a ball flew out, suspended on the top of Lu Ming's head. Endless cold air poured in and strengthened the ice.

Chirp...

the bubbles screamed and flew near the ice, looking worried and concerned.

”Kill me in the valley of ice dragon. Kill me with the ice dragon. Let's go back to the ice dragon's Valley and kill me with you.”

The master of Yunlong Valley opens his mouth.

The bubble nodded and fell on the shoulder of the master of Yunlong valley.

With a wave of his hand, the master of Yunlong Valley collected the ice covered by Lu Ming, stepped out and left here.

Not long after, the master of Yunlong Valley returned to the Dragon God Valley and put Lu Ming in the ice jade of ten thousand years. With the cold air of ice jade, Lu Ming's cold air was wiped out.

Time flies, day by day.

Soon after, the Dingbao meeting ended, and the news about the Dingbao meeting spread all over Cangzhou.

This time, it was still the Tianshen sect that took the first place and kept two ancient treasures.

This time, the God God sect showed more terrifying power.

Shenzi, the first of the ten evil spirits, is worthy of its name. He continues to take the first place and suppress other demons. He stands at the peak of Cangzhou's younger generation, and no one can defeat him.

The most amazing thing is not this, but a new arrogance and powerful terror of tianshenzong, which is second only to Shenzi and has won the second place in this conference.

Since then, the top ten evil spirits in Cangzhou have reshuffled, and the Tianshen sect has occupied the first two places, which can be said to be without any difference.

Three years later, Lu Ming's challenge to Shenzi was pushed to the forefront of the storm.

Some news spread that after the end of the Dingbao meeting, Shenzi returned to tianshenzong and prepared to break through the Holy Land in seclusion.

It will not be too difficult to break through the holy land with the talent of the son of God and precipitation in the semi holy realm for many years.

Three years later, facing the son of God who had reached the holy land, what did Lu Ming take to contend with him.

Even many people said that Lu Ming could not have the chance to compete with Shenzi at all, because if he attended the Dingbao meeting, he would be killed by the second highest ranking evil spirit of tianshenzong.

This time, the Dragon God Valley suffered heavy losses. Many powerful Tianjiao were killed by the Tianshen sect. Even Zifeng, one of the ten evil spirits, returned seriously.

Cangzhou, almost everywhere, was talking about what happened at the Dingbao meeting. It was only a few months later that the storm gradually calmed down.

Of course, Lu Ming didn't know all this.

As time goes by, half a year has passed.

Lu Ming has been frozen for half a year among the ten thousand years of ice jade.

This day, ten thousand years of ice jade, a sound of cracking, and finally completely cracked, Lu Ming closed his eyes for half a year and opened them.

In the eyes, there is still a faint chance of killing, but in a flash, Lu Ming converges.

”Where am I?”

Lu Ming looked around and found that this was an underground ice cellar, full of cold ice.

There was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

He only remembers that when he was besieged by the evil spirit cult, he had to borrow the power of the third blood, and finally was drowned by endless murders and lost his mind completely.

Later, because of a little girl, he recovered a trace of reason, rushed to a forest, and then he did not remember the things behind.

Back, what happened?

”Minger, you are awake!”

At this time, a gentle voice sounded, and an old man stepped forward.

”Master!”

Lu Ming's eyes brightened.

The old man is his master, the master of Yunlong valley.