When night falls, the ice and snow city is lit up with countless lights, and from the sky, it also has a beautiful feeling as bright as the Milky Way. However, because the weather is too cold, there are no pedestrians walking on the streets and alleys as soon as it gets dark. Occasionally, someone walks, but they are also in a hurry, and I don't know if they are in an emergency.

A young man walked out of a ready-to-wear store, wearing a thick padded jacket and a black hood on his head, with only a pair of eyes exposed from head to toe.

The owner of the garment store stood at the door and waved at the young man: "Friend, remember to come to me for a drink next time you come to Ice and Snow City." ”

The young man did not look back, just waved his hand, and walked away in the blink of an eye.

This young man is Ning Tao, who paid a hundred cents to hitchhike back to the Ice and Snow City, and after sending away Shenzhou, Cixin and Song Qingyin, he followed the owner of the ready-to-wear store back to the ready-to-wear store, bought a padded jacket on his body, and drank some wine with the boss, and didn't go out until it was dark.

Considering that the strange things that happened in Ice City were most likely related to Himia, the goddess of wisdom, he had to be careful. The reason why he chose to act at night was because the immortal catcher could not act at night, and even if the goddess of wisdom Himia came down, he would not be afraid of her without the help of the immortal catcher.

Suddenly it snowed in the sky, goose-feather snowflakes fell one after another, and the street lights on the streets became more and more dim, such a weather that ordinary people could not see a few meters away.

It's the perfect weather for something secret.

Ning Tao continued to walk in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Could that Wu Sheng have been controlled by the goddess of wisdom, Himia? Ning Tao pondered the plan as he walked.

The City Lord's Mansion is getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, there was the sound of neat footsteps in the snow.

Only when an army marches can it be so neat.

Ning Tao's feet touched the ground lightly, leaving no traces on the snow, but the others had already flown onto the roof of a house on the side of the street.

No sooner had he climbed down the roof of his house to shield himself from his breath when a group of 100 city guards passed down the street in front of the house. Those city guards were all wearing white immortal armor, holding battle axes and shields, and they were all very powerful.

The army of Ice and Snow City did not participate in the war between the Buri Dynasty and the Heavenly Kingdom and the Nanwu Swamp, and Ning Tao knew very little about the city, and this was the first time he had seen an army of 100 people in Ice and Snow City. As far as he could observe, the strength, equipment, and momentum of these immortal martial arts were very good, and they were not inferior to Zhi Xian'er's Divine Crane Regiment at all.

The leader of the team was an immortal, he walked beside the team, and as he walked, he said: "You all cheer me up, one by one, haven't you eaten? Tell me, who are you!"

One by one, the immortals roared, "We are the Frost Warriors! Our mission is to defend the Ice and Snow City—roar!"

This is obviously a slogan they often use, and the last roar is even more domineering, and if it is on the battlefield, I am afraid it will also have the effect of boosting morale and deterring the enemy.

Of course, this is only for the immortal martial arts of the same level, if it is for the gods, let alone slogans and roars to boost morale, even if it is useless to fight chicken blood.

The immortal who led the team said in a loud voice: "The city lord has an order, there may be suspicious people sneaking into the Ice and Snow City in the near future and plotting against him, you all keep my eyes open for me, don't miss any suspicious person!"

"Roar!" the hundreds of Frost Warriors shouted again.

Ning Tao said secretly in his heart: "Suspicious person? It won't be me, right? If it's me, then Wu Sheng, the city lord of this Ice and Snow City, may really have nothing to do with the matter in front of him." ”

Who is he?

He is the king of the mortal immortal land, he used to be the immortal king, and now he is the god king.

That Wu Sheng knew that he would come, so instead of arranging people to greet him, he imposed martial law on the whole city, didn't it make it clear that he would not be the king of the god king?

Ning Tao didn't really care much about this, but the sand of mysterious death appeared in the minds of hundreds of thousands of people in this ice and snow city, if this matter had anything to do with Wu Sheng, then he really deserved to die.

The hundred-man patrol was gone away in the blink of an eye.

Ning Tao got down from the roof and continued to sneak towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Along the way, he encountered two teams of Frost Warrior patrols, but this obstacle did not exist for him, he easily avoided it, and then came to the center of Ice City, where Wu Sheng's City Lord's Mansion was in the center of the city, where several streets converged.

Entering the central city, Ning Tao felt that something was wrong.

There was not even a single light in the vast city, there was not a single pedestrian on the street, there was no sound except the sound of the wind and snow howling, and the place was like a place where people had died.

Ning Tao walked against the wind, and flew towards the City Lord's Mansion without touching the ground, while observing the surrounding situation with his divine eyes.

There was not a single person in the houses on either side of the street, no living person to be exact. From the characteristics of the dead qi he saw with his divine eyes, most of the houses were people, but they were not alive, and the immortals in the central city were all dead.

Ning Tao couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, he stopped in front of the door of a house, then shook the door open and walked in.

The room was silent, and through the hall, he came to a bedroom.

In the bedroom lay two immortals, a man and a woman, both of whom looked young and seemed to be a couple.

The young couple was dead, but it was not normal at all, their skin was black and shiny, and their breath was dead.

Ning Tao came to the side of the bed, and reached into the man's forehead, the tentacles were cold, and the dead air on the corpse also climbed up his hand like a poisonous worm, trying to get into his body.

Ning Tao ignored it directly, and with a movement of his thoughts, a trace of creative power drilled into the man's brain.

The image in the man's mind presented himself in his mind.

It was a dead brain with no mental activity. The brain cells, which were supposed to be white, have also turned into pitch black, like particles of coal.

Finally, his mind came to the grain of death again, and he was taken aback by the sight.

The sand of death was like a seed, it was rooted in the man's brain, taking root and sprouting, some black energy roots had spread into the man's brain, and it was also showing signs of cracking slightly.

Is it really a seed?

Ning Tao's divine thoughts invaded into the cracks of the sand of death.

But before his divine thoughts could enter the crack and peek inside, the runes carved on the sands of death suddenly lit up. A powerful death energy viper rushed towards him, and at the same time, the man lying on the bed also suddenly opened his eyes, there was no whites in those eyes, just two eyes as black as ink, exuding a terrifying divine light!

"Fraudulent corpse?" Ning Tao snorted coldly, and his divine thoughts drove that trace of creative power to lock the grain of death sand, pulling it out of the man's brain alive.

The uprooted sands of death carried its roots of energy, and the tiny carved runes shone brightly, and they were golden with divinity. Imprisoned in the void by Ning Tao's creative power, it struggled to return to its host's body.

Ning Tao's divine thought moved, and another trace of creative power flew out, plunging headlong into the crack of the sand of death.

A strange scene emerged in Ning Tao's mind.

The soul of the man is imprisoned in the sands of death, and he is fused with the runes carved into the sands of death. He struggled, but he couldn't get rid of the rune that wanted to refine him. The inner space of the Sands of Death is filled with his resentment and hatred, as well as the energy of death.

The corpse of the male owner is like nourishing soil, from life to death, constantly providing death energy to the sands of death. The soul of the male owner is the nourishing soil of the mysterious rune carved into the sands of death, and the rune devours the soul of the male owner, lights himself up, and then evolves into a rune with a soul!

Ning Tao suddenly remembered what he had seen in the brain tissue of the two rock gods, and the souls of many gods were imprisoned in the brain tissue like golden soup, and they were all refined into runes.

At the time, he couldn't figure out what was going on, but now he finally understood the origin of those runes!

The gods of the sacred mountain fell, and the souls of the gods did not go to Valhalla to drink and sing, but were refined into runes by the sands of death!

The sand of death that refined the souls of the gods was certainly not the ordinary sand of death in front of him, but it should be a more advanced sand of death, that is, the golden-like substance he obtained from the heads of those two rock gods!

After he obtained those two lumps of gold-like substances from the heads of the two rock gods, those two lumps of things have been bothering him and cannot be deciphered, but he didn't expect that an ordinary corpse would help him solve the secret that plagued him!

Sometimes the truth is actually in an inconspicuous corner, cloaked in an ordinary cloak.

The sand of death suspended in the void was still struggling, and the body of the man lying on the bed was also trembling, as if he would get up from the bed and bite at any moment.

"I'm going to overtake you. Ning Tao reached out, pinched the grain of death with his thumb and forefinger, and then pinched it hard.

The sand of death broke, turning into a little powder, and the runes that had been lit disappeared. A wisp of soul energy flew around Ning Tao, and then disappeared as well.

Ning Tao's palm descended a divine fire, and the man's corpse instantly turned to ashes and disappeared completely.

At this moment, the hostess who was lying on a bed suddenly opened her eyes, and her dark eyes released a stunning divine light. Ning Tao is a god, but she is not afraid, and the next second she opens her eyes, she stretches out her hands to pinch Ning Tao's neck.

Ning Tao slapped it, the divine fire burned, and the hostess's body turned into a cloud of ashes.

He opened his mouth and blew, and a grain of death sand was revealed, and the roots of energy wriggled as if searching for the host's body,

He pressed his finger down.

This grain of death was also crushed.

He exited the couple's house and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion in the face of the wind and snow.

There was not a single light in the city lord's mansion, and under the darkness, it looked like a ghost castle.