Under the ground of the Liuli City in the Extreme North Snow Plain, the evil qi of the whole body, the power of the origin and the power of the country, which belonged to the strongest divine power of the Japanese army, were slowly falling towards the old and young on the high platform below.

This is the purpose of the old Bei'an King's trip to the snow field to find his son, and it is also the old prince's final decision.

This old man wants to take Shanzi, who has the last winning bloodline, to Huangquan together, and completely end this round of destruction under the sun of this round of destruction, whether it is karma or bad fate.

When the scarlet sun slowly sank, Yun Xian Tuoba on the side saw this, his face changed greatly, his right hand was weakly grasped, he pulled out the super first-grade forbidden Dao soul frost spear, and took a step forward, but it was difficult to move, and then he looked down at the thunder blood python that came out of the void and wrapped his feet, his brows furrowed tightly, and the horror on his handsome face became stronger and stronger.

On the other side, Xue Bancheng, who was blown away by the immense momentum, got up from the ground, and found that in the void in front of him, a palm-sized scroll appeared, and then the voice of the old king of Bei'an sounded directly in his mind.

"Snow Bancheng, tear it open, you will be free, when you arrive in Great Xia, please tell Your Majesty for me, Jiang Yu, the king of Bei'an, would rather lose the people of the world, and never live up to the glory of Great Xia!"

Xue Bancheng stretched out his hand to take the teleportation scroll covered with runes, but he didn't tear it open immediately, but raised his head, staring at the two figures standing and sitting under the blood sun on the high platform, his eyes were full of complexity.

This is the first time that this young mixed-race snowman in Snow Bancheng has felt so deeply what is the dilemma of loyalty and filial piety, and what is involuntarily.

"Damn, it turns out that the world outside the Far North Snow Field is even harder than the Snow Field just trying to survive. ”

Xue Bancheng spat in front of him without any image, and the scroll in his hand suddenly seemed to have a weight of ten thousand catties, and it was difficult to tear it for a while.

The Blood Sun continued to sink, with the piercing sound of the void shattering, and a huge, circular zone of destruction appeared under the surrounding black, shattered spatial cracks.

At the same time, the blood that emanated from the inside of the Blood Sun made the entire hall, whether it was Xue Bancheng, Yun Xian Tuoba, or the faces of the old Bei'an King and Shanzi, all red.

Under the red mang, Shanzi's tears are still flowing, but the old prince's entire body has stopped trembling, and the old man's outstretched right hand is still gently patting Shanzi's head, and the kind gaze of lowering his head is completely like an old father, looking at his proud son, and then the old man's voice continues to come out:

"Don't cry, men don't flick when they have tears, our two of us crying and crying, if they are seen by the rest of the family, they will definitely be made fun of, especially Jiang Yue, his mouth is the most vicious. ”

King Bei'an's words fell, Shanzi closed his eyes stiffly, trying not to let the tears remain, but the tears and trembling still couldn't help flowing down from the corners of his eyes, and finally the old prince stretched out his hand, patted Shanzi's shoulder, opened his mouth and raised his head to the sky and let out a roar:

"If there is an afterlife, Lao Tzu should not be the king of Bei'an, be a rural villager, raise you rabbit cubs to grow up, and after death, you can find a beautiful place to bury well, wouldn't it be happy, and you don't have to love and hate yourself like now. ”

After the old prince finished speaking, Shanzi opened his eyes suddenly, only to see the old man in front of him, the originally old hand began to jump with dense blood-colored thunder, as if the skin was cracking, extremely hideous and terrifying.

At the same time, a flowery, flowery bridge phantom gradually emerged behind the old king of Bei'an, below the bridge, is nine quaint stone steps, and the old king of Bei'an at this time, is standing on the ninth step.

The bridge of heaven and earth, the half-saint ninefold heaven!

The infinite momentum on the body of the old prince at this time was completely combined with the slowly sinking sun above the sky, and in the entire Jinluan Palace, all the stones, pure gold, and frozen soil began to be held up by a pair of hands, slowly floating in the air, and constantly sinking and shaking.

The dragon chair under Shanzi seemed to feel a devastating crisis, and began to tremble violently, and released waves of more intense dragon yuan golden light outward, trying to prevent this from happening.

But everything that this dragon chair did was doomed to be in vain, because the old prince and the scorching sun he held up had already begun to impact the most insurmountable gap in the world between heaven and earth, between saints and mortals, and marched towards the realm of landed immortals.

In Shanzi's eyes, the old man standing in front of him at this time was obviously so close, but he had a sense of distance in the sky, and then the thunder and blood on his skin were raging, and the imposing King of Bei'an, after taking a deep look at Shanzi in front of him, a gentle voice continued to reach the latter's ears:

"This glazed city is the kingdom of the saints, and there is only one other kingdom that can smash the kingdom of the saints, since this king has come here, then he is doing what he can for Daxia, Shanzi, Dad will take the first step, but Dad won't go too fast, because he has to wait for you." ”

After finishing speaking, the old prince no longer hesitated, turned around directly, and stepped forward on the fruitful and flowery stone bridge behind him.

Above the stone bridge is the Holy Throne!

In the next moment, a milky white pillar of light from heaven and earth, directly centered on the king of Bei'an, rose straight into the sky from the underground, and countless frozen soil and rocks above, as well as the entire glazed city, could not block the half of this pillar of light, which pierced through the entire thick earth in an instant, directly communicating with the night sky shrouded in aurora.

The power of the Endless Law of Sanctification gathered from the Central Plains of the vast land of Shenzhou, and then turned into white light and slanted down, and at the same time, the old prince on the bridge of heaven and earth, his head was full of white hair turned black, his old body and face gradually became younger, and finally became a young man with a high nose, deep eyes, and a sharp face, but he was extremely handsome.

This young man is very similar to Shanzi and Jiang Yue, but after only a few breaths, he began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye, from youth to middle age, and then to old age before he stepped on the bridge, and in just the blink of an eye, a large number of points of light began to drift away from the body of King Bei'an in the pillar of light.

Then the old king of Bei'an, who was shrouded in fluorescence, clearly appeared in his eyes, and an extremely tall woman figure.

A halberd pointed at the woman's eyebrows, her eyes full of hatred.

"The white rabbit, running around, the clothes are not as good as new, and the people are not as good as the old!

"In fact, the moment I waved that halberd, Jiang Yu was already dead, and now I brought my son to you, this world is too bitter. ”

The last words of Wang Jiangyu of Bei'an fell, and Shanzi on the dragon chair raised his mouth to the sky and let out a hoarse roar, and then the figure on the bridge of heaven and earth completely turned into a point of light and exploded like a firework, and in the next breath, the blood sun that absorbed all the laws and the power of the kingdom officially descended on the high platform of the Jinluan Palace, and then exploded outward.

The central camp tent of the Snow Wolf Tribe in the Extreme Northern Snow Field, the eldest son of the King of Bei'an, Tianmen Hou Jiangqing, who pulled the halberd out of the chest of a burly snow man, the Jade Dragon Pass of the Endless Mountain, held the Japanese army camp tent to check the second son of the commander-in-chief Jiang He, the fourth army stationed in Shenjing City, the third son Jiang Tu who was cultivating cross-legged, and Jiang Yue, the fourth son of the King of Bei'an, who was standing on the back of the ancient black dragon with the robe of the Tianhui Army flying, at this moment, they all covered their hearts and bowed their heads to the ground.

When the four of them raised their heads again, they were already in tears, and they raised their heads to the sky and let out a mournful cry:

"My father is gone!"