The ice dragon qi of the cold dragon lock surrounded Mu Yang's body, firmly locking each of his meridians. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe cold was overwhelming, and the ice covered it over and over again, completely condensing into an ice sculpture.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was at this close door, and perhaps my father was behind this door. But at this moment, Muyang couldn't get rid of the shackles of the cold dragon lock for a while.

I had long expected that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would have an extraordinary heritage, but Mu Yang's cognition was only above the sword in the world, and he didn't expect that he would have such a super powerful weapon for defense. The Chill Dragon Lock appeared, and the area was completely frozen.

Knock! Knock!

I don't know when it started, but there was a sound from inside the ice sculpture, like the sound of a heartbeat. From faint to bright and then to full-bodied. That's right, it is indeed from the ice sculpture, and it comes from Muyang's body.

The cold air invades the body, and almost every cell is frozen. But in the blur, Mu Yang felt that there was a flow of air, which slowly flowed along the meridians under the extreme cold. This air flow gives him a feeling of warmth.

After a while, the ice sculpture gradually became transparent, and the frozen sun could be seen. Both hands still gripped the cold dragon lock. The difference is that now every meridian in his body has become clear, and there is a trace of air flow.

The air flow slowly rose, turning each of his meridians into a fiery red. And then it starts to intertwine little by little. These air currents, which are distributed everywhere, begin to condense in one place, that is, on the arm.

In the next second, Mu Yang's hands turned red, his eyes opened suddenly, and a flash of fire flashed in his eyes. Buzz...... Buzzing...... The power above the palm of the hand began to change, and the chains began to turn red.

Bang, bang, bang, the ice slowly shattered, and dense cracks appeared. One after the other, and then connected together. In the end, Mu Yang's hands shook, boom, boom, and the waves of air swept away, and the aftermath spread.

The ice sculpture was completely shattered in an instant, and Mu Yang's figure turned, and he stomped and stomped! Spread out his hands, the previous red light disappeared little by little, and his body returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

"It's ...... What do you mean?" he stared at his hands with a calm face. The feeling just now that the flow in his body was not the demonic power at all, nor the five beast vitality he cultivated, neither of them would have such a powerful power. And now that even the Ice Dragon Phantom is hidden, is it because he is afraid of something?

Moaning, thinking, and tangled, but for a long time, Muyang still had no clue. Because that feeling came and went so quickly, I can't figure out how to remember it now.

At this time, cracks began to appear in the door of the secret room. There was a slight tremor of click, and soon, the whole door burst open, and the smoke was filled, and there was still a very cold air in the face.

With a wave of his hand, the aftermath was dispelled, and Muyang walked in. It's strange to say, even if the cold dragon lock is broken, the ice dragon phantom will not completely disappear! Also, after walking here, I don't feel cold.

Looking carefully, Mu Yang swept all sides clearly with his divine sense. The reason why it is so cold here is because in the center of the secret room is a huge cold pool. In the center of the cold pool, icicles are condensed.

His keen senses told him that the distribution of these icicles was also exquisite, as if they were generated according to some kind of sword formation. On the icicle in the middle, chains stretched out densely, and a figure was bound in it.

His head was drooping, his long hair was scattered, his breath was severely sluggish, and his body was tattered and there were many scars. But even so, Mu Yang could still recognize from his breath that this person was his father, Mu Panglong!

"Father... Father... You... Wake up......"

I tried to call, but the other party didn't respond. It should be the extreme cold for a long time, which made Mu Panglong fall into a coma. In that case, let's save it first!

With a flick of his fingers, a burst of energy shot out. Bang, bang, bang, bang! But as Muyang expected, there was no effect at all, and it was completely resolved. But on these icicles, there seems to be no backlash.

Step a little, and cast a flowing cloud step forward. Mu Yang's right foot stepped out first and stepped on an icicle. Bang! The feeling under my feet, the icicles sank down a little. In the next second, Mu Yang's complexion changed, and he wanted to retreat immediately.

But his speed was still not enough, and he saw a white light shoot out from the icicle. The cold ice qi was mixed with the powerful sword qi, enveloping Muyang. But at this moment, the ice dragon actually appeared, completely freezing the sword qi!

The ice dragon rotated around Muyang, and ice chips continued to fall around it. Rushing... Rushing... Like rain, there was a chain reaction, and white light shot out from several icicles at the same time. But the result was the same, all of them were frozen into ice chips and fell flutteringly. Muyang spun and appeared on top of the icicles in the central area.

Turning his head to look, although he didn't know what to do, he was fortunate to pass the test smoothly: "Father, are you okay?" casually grabbed the chain and pulled it hard. Bang, bang, the chains snapped, and there was no suspense.

At this time, Mu Panglong opened his eyes faintly. Because of the lack of chains, his body is no longer eroded by the cold, and his breath has risen a little: "Muyang...... Son, you're finally here......"

"Don't talk yet, let's go out!" raised his hand, and the chain broke completely in an instant. Before Mu Yang could move, a wave of flow in the air lifted Mu Panglong up.

Drift clouds and step over icicles. Mu Yang just wanted to jump out, but a wave surged in the cold pool. His face sank, and he felt a very unusual force rushing towards him, and it was not good.

"Shadow, you must send your father to a safe place, and I will be there later!" Mu Panglong turned his head weakly and glanced at his son: "Mu Yang, you remember, make good use of the bloodline of the God Clan, and never go against your heart!"

Hearing this, Muyang was obviously stunned. What does it mean? Could it be that the legendary Lost Protoss, the bloodline qi will be in himself? If it is inheritance, then is his father also ......

Countless images flashed through my mind, especially when fighting against the Ice Dragon. Why was he able to break through the ice sculpture, and what was that strange power in his body? Could it be the legendary bloodline of the Protoss?

However, now is not the time to think about this, and a tornado vortex is surging in the cold pool. The icy pool of water is like a column of water, which has not been lowered for a long time. Soon, the contents of the water came to life.

Seeing this, the corners of Mu Yang's mouth raised a sneer: "Hehe...... I said everything went so well, it turned out that I went around in such a big circle, and I am still waiting for me here?