The golden luan hall under the ground of Liuli City, symbolizing the gilded light of the supreme majesty of the emperor, has been completely covered by the scarlet light of the blood abyss thunder prison at this time, and Jiang Yu, the king of the old Bei'an, with his supreme divine power and strong cultivation above everyone, forced this once the most noble hall of the Ying Dynasty to tremble fiercely under his feet.

Not only the Jinluan Palace, but also the entire glazed underground, and even the glazed city above, were trembling violently.

After the old prince released the prototype of his own kingdom, it indicated that his life form at this time had surpassed the two stubborn great masters of the previous dynasty too much, and the power of the vast kingdom that was ubiquitous in the void was like a big hand, pinching the two great masters in place, difficult to move, and at the same time, there was a soft force that supported the entire body of the snow half-city that fell in mid-air, and slowly fell to the ground.

Unlike the sinners who were pressed in place, the actions of the snow city were not greatly affected after landing, so this sweaty and prostrable young man sat directly on the ground, gasping for breath without any image, and then he supported the ground with his right hand and looked around.

In the huge Jinluan Palace, there was a mess everywhere, full of broken arm remains, and even the corpse of a snowfield storm bear could be vaguely seen, and the hundreds of snow people who jumped down from behind the snow half of the city were almost completely dead at this time.

"Why is it so painful to hit a stone with an egg?"

A faint voice came out of the mouth of Snow Half-City, I don't know if it was talking about those dead Snow People warriors, or the former sinners who were being imprisoned in place by the prototype of the kingdom at this time, or whether they were talking about Snow Half-City itself?

After the faint voice of Xue Bancheng fell, the old Bei'an King who was stepping forward towards the high platform of the Jinluan Hall in the void turned his head slightly, glanced at the former, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then the old prince clenched the halberd in his hand, staring at the two Xuan Lao not far ahead, and the old and majestic voice continued to sound:

"Under the avenue, the process of history is the result of the choice of the times, you won the former dynasty and the country for nearly 10,000 years, and it was also extremely prosperous, why are some people just not satisfied, but want to do that dirty thing?

"There is a saying in our cultivation world since ancient times, if your skills are not as good as others, you are willing to bow to the wind, since you have lost, you should accept it more, instead of hiding in the ground like now, dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Festival of recovering the country. ”

When the words fell, the old king of Bei'an happened to step on the ninety-nine-step platform, and then he stopped, looking at the entire hall, the coiling dragon pillar that supported the entire space, and in the eyes of thunder and lightning, with disdain, the voice continued to roll out:

"Do you think that relying on this Nine Dragons Pillar can support the past glory that has completely fallen, that is too naïve, because these pillars are too fragile. ”

After finishing speaking, the old king of Bei'an held the thunder blood halberd and waved it lightly in front of him, and the blood-colored thunder in the void reappeared, like a blade, directly slashing through the four huge dragon pillars in front of him, and after the piercing whistling thunder, these four golden pillars were directly cut off and slid down.

After losing the support of the Coiling Dragon Pillar, the entire half of the land above the Jinluan Hall suddenly began to tilt and fall, and the tremor in the hall became more violent, and then one huge rock after another fell down, harvesting the lives of those sinners of the previous dynasty below.

After cutting off the four dragon pillars, the old king of Bei'an continued to raise his legs, along the steps towards the golden dragon chair on the high platform, looking at this chair carved with a dragon soaring, the old man's eyes had an irrepressible anger, and then he raised his halberd again, and two dragon pillars were cut off not far away, and the entire Jinluan Hall collapsed more widely, only the high platform was still supported.

A large number of sinner monks who had traveled from Shanwenbai to the hinterland of the snowfield were smashed into minced meat by stones, which made the eyes of the two great masters in the void filled with blood, and the entire corner of their eyebrows exploded directly because of extreme anger, and the two wanted to open their mouths and try to roar, but they seemed to be choked by the throat, and could only struggle frantically in the void, letting out a whimpering scream.

"Noise!"

The old king of Bei'an continued to walk towards the dragon chair, and he didn't look back, but just stretched out his right hand and patted it down gently, and then within the prototype of the entire kingdom, a red hand of heaven and earth composed of blood abyss and thunder appeared, directly slapping Xuan Lao and the other two on the ground, and the place where the two fell was not far in front of Xue Bancheng.

Xue Bancheng hurriedly shrunk the whole person into a ball, in order to resist the aftermath of the strong energy, after the deafening roar, he slowly got up, only to see two dying old figures lying on the ground that cracked like spider webs.

The snow half of the city that climbed up from the ground, while his head was still buzzing, directly sounded in his ears the old voice of the old Bei'an King from above:

"Snow Bancheng, finish them off, this is the realm of two great grandmasters, if you kill them, it is estimated that they will be recorded in history, and this can be regarded as the reward of this king for leading the way for you. ”

The voice of the old Bei'an King fell, and the expression on the handsome face of Xue Bancheng changed slightly, and then he was a little puzzled, and then he looked up at the old Bei'an King above, his expression returned to solemnity, and he grabbed the dagger that had fallen before from the ground, and the whole person slowly stood up, limping towards the two people who were smashed on the ground.

Xue Bancheng walked very slowly, although the pace was staggering, but it was extremely steady, and then he walked to the first old man's figure, looked down, the face of the figure below under the black robe gradually became clear, it turned out to be a very old woman, maybe she had been in the snowfield of the extreme north for too long, this person's skin was bloodless pale, and because he was seriously injured, his mouth was foaming blood.

The old woman's eyes were a little dim, staring at Xue Bancheng's face, her eyes flickered, but then Xue Bancheng's eyes narrowed slightly, clenched the dagger, mobilized the strength of her whole body, and directly pierced the old woman's neck, and then twisted it fiercely.

The whole movement was fast and accurate, no matter how high the old woman's previous cultivation was, under the condition that her neck was pierced, only her whole body was left shaking violently, accompanied by a squeaking sound of blood.

The hot blood splashed Xue Bancheng's face, but he was still unmoved, got up and continued to come to Xuan Lao, who was lying on his back, and slowly squatted down again.

But this time, Xue Bancheng looked at Xuan Lao's old face, and his expression was extremely complicated, because if you looked closely, you would find that Xue Bancheng's face was seven points similar to Xuan Lao.

"I know you, and I should call you grandpa by seniority. ”

Xue Bancheng's voice was very soft, but after it sounded in Xuan Lao's ears, the latter's body lying on the ground suddenly began to shake violently, and his entire eyes began to exude a fierce brilliance of survival.

"The old prince once asked me, since you know that there is a close relative below, why do you want to take him down?"

Xue Bancheng lay down his whole body, and then whispered in Xuan Lao's ear, and then after he paused for a few breaths, the voice came out again:

"I told him that there is such a thing as blood, which cannot bring shelter in the snowfield, only harm, since you have never recognized me, then each other, in my opinion, the so-called blood and family affection have never been equated.

"Grandpa, this is the first time we meet, and it's also the last time we meet. ”

The words fell, and a steady hand sent the dagger into Xuan Lao's heart.

"You kid, you guts!"

In the rolling admiration of the old prince, Xue Bancheng killed the two great masters in the underground Jinluan Palace!