Qin Cheng could understand Xueyuan's mood. No wonder when Mass told him that he had to call him outside alone.

Perhaps it was because of the fear that Xueyuan would lose his composure in front of Wu Xuanbing, which made Wu Xuanbing feel that he was standing on a favorable height.

Xueyuan has lived alone in this snowy land for many years, and now he suddenly told him that there is a survivor of the Snowy Land Kingdom. Even the tribe members who do not have blood will make him feel excited and complicated.

On the one hand, Xueyuan is of course welcomes someone to become one of the inheritors of the Snowland Kingdom, but this person is Wu Xuanbing's daughter.

"No matter what tricks Wu Xuanbing is doing, as long as I am still here, I will not give him the chance to attack you, don't worry."

Mass smiled slightly. He owed Qin Cheng and Xueyuan, so he would not let Wu Xuanbing touch them.

Qin Cheng always felt that Mass seemed to be even more transcendent and ethereal than before, as if he had fulfilled one of his wishes and had to become an immortal at any time.

Xueyuan didn't say much, but walked into the palace and walked to the Holy Fire Square with Qin Cheng and Mass.

Qincheng once visited the Colosseum. Although the appearance of the Holy Fire Square in the Snow Kingdom is somewhat similar to that of the Colosseum, it is a different style.

If the Colosseum is more of a rough, wild and bloody expression, then the word that can be remembered most is sacred.

The silence around seemed to have a solemn color here, and Qincheng could see the prosperity of the Snowy Kingdom from the traces of those years.

Qincheng seemed to see here, and the tribesmen of the Snowy Kingdom knelt respectfully at the Holy Fire Pillar in the center.

"It is worthy of being the legendary country." Qin Cheng sighed.

Mass also nodded slightly. Although Tantric Buddhism had existed for quite a long time, it was mentioned in the records of Tantric Buddhism that the Snowland Kingdom was an existence that was established a long time ago than Tantric Buddhism.

"You are so slow." Wu Xuanbing turned his head lightly and looked at Qin Cheng and others and said.

"What's the use of running so fast? Have you found the inheritance of our Snowland Kingdom?" Xueyuan asked back.

"After all, I am an outsider. I feel that the Snow Kingdom does not welcome me. If I walk around casually, I may be kicked out of this city."

Qin Cheng frowned and came again. Mass seemed to have said almost the same thing. It seems that after reaching the title-titled powerhouse, he has a sense of the surrounding environment.

Xueyuan ignored Wu Xuanbing, but walked to the center of the square, where there was a large pit several meters in diameter, and even if you looked inside, you couldn't see the bottom.

Qin Cheng came to the side of the big pit and seemed to be able to feel the burning breath that remained here, but more of it was a kind of coldness that made people feel as if the soul was about to be frozen.

"This is where the Ice Vein Knife was born..."

Qin Cheng has the idea of ​​calling out the Ice Vein Knife here, and some changes may occur.

However, the Ice Mai Knife is Qin Cheng's own trump card after all, so he can't just reveal it in front of Wu Xuanbing, otherwise Wu Xuanbing might be coveted.

Xueyuan searched around the pit for a while, and finally found a somewhat sunken place. He stood in that sunken place, slowly muttering some language that Qin Cheng couldn't understand.

Although I couldn't understand, Qin Cheng could feel the mysterious power revealed in those languages. It seemed that through these ice layers that had existed for many years, they were calling for the blood from the Snowy Kingdom.

Ice blue light descended from the sky, and phantoms appeared in the audience in the square, revealing a face similar to Xueyuan.

There was no unnecessary expression on these people's faces, but they were just praying to the middle like a mechanical one. They were still worshiping the seemingly eternal and immortal holy fire in the center!

Xueyuan did not stop. With his call, more and more figures landed from the air, and some even came to Qin Cheng and others.

"These people should be royal families." Qin Cheng said thoughtfully.

Wu Xuanbing looked at the figure appearing beside him, and a look of disgust appeared in his eyes, which soon covered the emotion in his heart.

The sound of Xueyuan reciting became louder and faster, and even a trace of blood flowed out of his body, slowly building up on the soles of his feet.

Qin Cheng finally knew the meaning of the existence of the sag. It turned out to be to collect the bloodlines of the Snow Kingdom royal family!

"boom……"

The slight shaking made Qin Cheng and others suddenly alert. They felt as if something was a giant being born from the ground!

Finally, when the shaking of the ground reached its strongest, an illusory icicle suddenly rushed out of the big pit!

There were some complex inscriptions carved on the icicle. Qin Cheng felt that he had seen such a thing somewhere. He suddenly thought of the word "Imperial" in his mind.

The stripes in the character "王" seem to exist on these inscriptions!

"Sure enough, the owner of the character "Huang" has a certain connection with the Snowland Kingdom!" Qin Cheng was a little excited. He had never felt that he had been so close to the secret of the character "Huang".

The sound of Xueyuan became more and more low and rapid, like a storm, and was about to destroy everything. When this atmosphere reached its peak, Xueyuan's sound came to an abrupt end!

"Wow!"

A slight flame suddenly appeared on the icicle, which immediately made the whole world reborn from destruction!

"That's the eternal fire?"

Qin Cheng looked at the tiny cluster of flames, as if something was blocking in his throat, making him speechless at all.

"Is the eternal holy fire..." Wu Xuanbing's eyes showed a little greed, but he shook his head a little regretfully, because he knew that the eternal holy fire here was just a projection from ancient times.

Even if Wu Xuanbing got the holy fire, it had no meaning to him at all.

However, this holy fire was useless to Qin Cheng and others, but at the moment it appeared, it gave all the phantoms of the Snow Kingdom people to a new vitality!

"Snowfield, my son."

The figure with the crown standing beside Xueyuan turned around and looked at Xueyuan with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Xueyuan opened her eyes, her lips trembled, and she suddenly knelt on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Father!"

At this moment, Wu Xuanbing moved. He rushed directly towards the king of the Snow Kingdom to attack this phantom!

"The inheritance of the Snowland Kingdom is mine!"
Chapter completed!