Chapter 707： Tragedy Race (Part 1) (1/2)

Chapter Seven Hundred and Seven

Xiao Chao focused on deducing the material of the stone tablet, and wanted to copy the seal, letting the mind work inside his body. {For the latest chapter, please go to:}

Without that peculiar ‘One Hundred Thousand Year Treasure’, the source stone of the Dark Realm in Xiao Chao’s body once again restored its dominance, and all the auras of the exercises were hidden by the aura of "Dark Dragon Destruction."

Under the aura of "Dark Dragon Destruction", all the vital characteristics of Xiao Chao's body such as the aura of cultivation technique and life are completely hidden. On the surface, it is completely a stone statue sitting on the stone tablet. prior to.

In the ice hall, it seemed to be restored to an empty state, very quiet, only those special ornaments, shimmering with a faint light, illuminating the entire ice hall.

But in the quiet ice hall, a wonderful change suddenly ushered in at this time.

I saw that in the empty ice hall, the phantom of the Northern Fallen Warrior who was originally climbing on the ice coffin suddenly flickered, and yet another phantom of the Northern Fallen Warrior appeared out of thin air.

This phantom of the Northern Fallen Warrior was holding the corpse of a female Beiyuan Snow Clan and placed it in the ice coffin. The tears in his eyes flowed from his eyes, looking very miserable and sad.

As the Beiluo Martial God was crying bitterly, a haggard-looking Beiyuan Snow Clan walked into the ice hall again.

"why!"

After seeing this person coming in, Beiluo Wushen let out an angry roar, and the breath of Beiluo Wushen also fluctuates violently.

why!

why!

The voice echoed in the ice hall, filled with endless anger and sorrow, and it seemed to be integrated into the years, and will last forever.

"Ok?"

Xiao Chao, who was deducing the stele materials, suddenly woke up when he heard this sound.

laugh.

Astonished, Xiao Chao stood up suddenly, the sound of swords rang, and the infinite sword suit was already on him.

Wujun 5 layers.

This was the realm that Xiao Chao had now put on the infinite sword suit.

But after Xiao Chao put on the infinite sword suit, he only saw the phantom of the Northern Fallen Warrior and the figure of a Northern Snow Clan dissipate at the same time, leaving only the one who had been climbing and supporting on the ice coffin, showing a painful color. A phantom of the Northern Fallen Warrior.

"what is this?"

Xiao Chao looked surprised.

Obviously, the scene just now was the scene of the Beiluo Warrior remaining in the space, not an attack.

"Just now that was the royal family of the Beiyuan Snow Clan, and the one held by the Beiluo Warriors was also the Beiyuan Snow Clan!"

Xiao Chao recalled the scene he saw at the last glance.

Among them, the Beiyuan Snow Clan male who walked in seemed to be quite old, and his expression was haggard, as if he was seriously injured, and the power in his body was dissipating.

Judging from the aura, this person is much stronger than the current gods, but slightly less than the demon gods, but he bought the existence of the demon gods with one foot.

The woman that the Beiluo Warrior held was also the Beiyuan Snow Clan, which reminded Xiao Chao of the legend of the Beiyuan Snow Clan.