"Youjieya said, it's more difficult for you to deal with."

"I don't believe it, so I took action myself."

"Now I find that it is indeed difficult for you to deal with... But this is also normal. There are always a few thorns in some ordinary forage grasses, which are very arduous and difficult to deal with."

"But we are God, we are Gods who are high and superior, we are Gods who defeated your ancestors and destroyed your civilization."

"God, is there anything that cannot be done? Of course, it does not exist."

"You may think that you have escaped the shackles given to you by our ancestor god. You have broken through the Heavenly Lock Tower, condensed the life pool, nurtured the divine fetus, and became a god who can be on par with us... God?"

“It doesn’t exist.”

"I can knock you down the abyss with just one blow."

"Feel your bodies and souls... Oh, no, it's the changes in your bodies and the divine fetus. Feel the endless despair I have given you. Your strength and your cultivation, haha, haha, hahahaha."

"Either become a slave to our Ice Spirit Gods... or be assimilated into ice cubes. This must be very interesting. There are a few interesting ice sculptures in my palace, especially you, a chubby woman."

"There are many young and beautiful girls in the ice sculptures I treasure, but there are only women like you who are very distinctive. When you become an ice sculpture, if I use it to trade with others, I will definitely be able to sell it for a good price."

"Those young and beautiful ice sculptures... are simply aesthetically exhausted."

A mad laughter came from the cold wind, and Youcang's figure quickly left.

"I will look at you, stare at you, I will appreciate your despair and anger... Finally, I will come back to harvest my spoils."

"Whether you choose to be slaves or ice sculptures, it will be my trophy in the end."

Youcang's laughter gradually faded away, and he laughed in a low voice: "It is worth consuming the prayer authority for the main artifact in order to deal with you. Your harm is too great, too great... You Jieya lost, it is not unfair."

The cold air disappeared and the laughter disappeared.

Wu Tie moved his arms and legs, and the chill that came out of his bone marrow had disappeared, and his body seemed to have returned to normal.

He looked at Zhuri, Zhuyue, and the witch in confusion.

The tower of rebirth appeared above Lao Tie's head, and black divine lights swept across his body. He said in a deep voice: "I'm not strange. My body is transformed from the tower of rebirth, and it is not a pure flesh and blood body."

Lao Tie waved his right hand and pressed forward.

‘Buzz’!

The black divine light flashed, the void swayed slightly. On the rock wall several miles away, a large handprint fell into the rock wall hundreds of meters deep. A thin spring water was sprayed out from the marks, and soon the handprint was filled with clear water.

"My strength has no change." Lao Tie checked his body.

Wu Tie nodded, closed his eyes, and his soul waves swept across his body little by little.

Then, he found that in his body, a trace of extremely thin cold light was entangled with each other, like small snakes in double spirals, quickly shuttled between cells.

These extremely thin cold lights blended together. Wu Tie's soul fluctuations just touched them. A violent cold air suddenly burst out from his body. Amid the howling sound, an extremely long and thick double spiral light flowed straight into Wu Tie's eyebrows.

The double spiral cold light dragon with white ice crystals spewing on the edge appeared outside Wu Tie's life pool.

The stream of light circled and flew rapidly around the Mind Pool, and the ice crystals quickly surrounded Wu Tie Mind Pool.

Wu Tie frowned, and he pointed his right hand, trying to use the simplest flame technique.

A little fire flashed at the fingertips, and then a cold air spurted out, and the flame technique disappeared without a trace.

Wu Tie was stunned. He opened his mouth and wanted to spit out a thunderous thunder.

This is a type of small magical powers flying sand and rocks. It can spit out strong winds, roll up yellow sand, and charm the enemy's eyes. It is not a powerful spell. It is probably used to scare ordinary people when the low-level monks of the ancient times walk in the world.

A small breath came out of his mouth, and then a ball of cold air was sprayed out, and the small magical power of flying sand and stones could not be used.

Wu Tie was shocked.

He hurriedly used dozens of magical secret techniques. Whenever he arrived at the most critical point, the magical secret techniques were interrupted by a ball of cold air, and no magical secret technique could be successfully used.

After a while of silence, Wu Tie rubbed his hands and put them forward.

A dark cold light flashed by, and a muffled sound, and the cold light fell on the rock walls several miles away. Countless ice bolus exploded, freezing the rock walls onto a thick layer.

"All magical powers are sealed, and only magical methods like ice can be used." Wu Tie frowned.

Zhuri's eyes appeared and he also used dozens of different magical secret techniques in succession. Finally, he opened his mouth and a cold light spurted out.

"That's right, I can use the magical powers of the incarnation of the heavens... Only the magical powers of the ice-attributed gods and demons can be used." Zhuri's face was also ugly.

"Not only that, this cold shackle is also assimilating the life pool of Ms. The divine fetus of Ms. Zhu Ri said coldly: "Is this forcing Ms. to follow the path of Ms. The cold shackle, or as the guy said, Ms. resisted forcibly and eventually turned into an ice sculpture?"

Zhuri can also use several ice-like magical powers of gods and demons.

Zhu Yue waved his sword aside for a while, but no trace of the sword light could be emitted.

Unlike Zhuri, Zhuri's "Non-Heaven God Transformation Sutra" is extremely tolerant and has extremely mixed powers. After being sealed by shackles, you can choose several magical powers to use. Zhuri practices one Zen light and one sword technique, and practices with purity. After being sealed by shackles, it will be completely ruined.

"Go to Sanlian City." Wu Tie's face became gloomy: "Go to Sanlian City for a while, and I'd like to think of a solution."

Sanliancheng.

When Wu Tie and his men retreated in a little embarrassed manner, Master Grey was floating blankly by the huge pyramid, staring at the three huge pyramids in front of him.

Wu Tie slapped his wings and flew towards Master Grey.

"Master, have you come out of the Third Company Realm?" Wu Tie looked at the small black cloud under Master Hui's feet curiously: "You have practiced?"

Master Gray's originally gray hair became a little black, and his eyes were even darker, with no reflection at all. Not only that, his body became smaller, his head became narrower and longer. When he grinned, the fangs in his mouth were sharper and thinner, giving people a different feeling than before.

In the past, Master Hui was a kind, uncontested scholar who loved writing.

Although Master Hui’s aura is still weak at this moment, it gives people an inexplicable danger.

"It's out." Master Hui said lightly: "Big work, I mean, the first ancestor of Sanliancheng, the Great Peacock King, was sent out the impression of the sky... but I don't understand it very much."

After laughing at himself, Master Grey said calmly: "I, after all, my bloodline is still a little weaker, not so powerful, nor have a strong foundation. Look, I am very satisfied with the benefits I can get."

Pointing at the black cloud under his feet, the gray master smiled at Wu Tie and said, "The Yinfeng Ghost Cloud is not bad for escaping. Of course, this is not my real gain."

"Hmm?" Wu Tie looked at Master Hui curiously.

Master Grey raised his head and looked at the three huge pyramids in front of him. He murmured: "The Three-Connect Realm is the place of inheritance. No matter who enters, as long as it is not an enemy, as long as it can walk to the Great Peacock Ming Palace, you can get the impression of Kaitian."

"This is the task and responsibility that the Great Peacock King bears."

"But Sanliancheng, what do you think is for?"

Master Hui asked Wu Tie.

Wu Tie was stunned and replied: "A place for refuge? A place for future generations to reproduce bloodlines?"

"No, not just that." Master Grey said in a deep voice: "The Great Peacock Royal Family, the Twelve Bible Family, are...the Sutra Protectors. The use of Sanlian City is not to fight and kill, but...the place of Wenhui."

"The Land of Wenhui?" Wu Tie looked at Master Hui in shock.

He saw the Demon King open the ban on Sanliancheng, and then the lethality of Sanliancheng exploded was extremely amazing.

‘Wenhui’, ‘Wenhui’… Wu Tie could not see that there was anything related to ‘Wen’ in these Sanliancheng.

"If a very prosperous civilization finds itself facing a catastrophe." Master Grey said in a deep voice: "Putting aside all other internal and external disputes, what do you think this civilization will do?"

Wu Tie was silent for a while.

Looking at the three pyramids in front of him, Wu Tie murmured: "Dig deep holes, accumulate grain, preserve vitality, and wait for an opportunity to counterattack?"

"The catastrophe is a catastrophe." Master Grey smiled slightly: "All holes may be destroyed, all food may be burned, and all soldiers will die in battle. How can I wait for an opportunity to counterattack?"

Wu Tie was silent again.

Zhuri carried Zhu Yue, who had lost all his magical powers, and Lao Tie carried the witch girl, and the group flew over.

Wu Tie said slowly: "Can't we practice and become stronger?"

Master Grey grinned, and pointed to the direction of the exit of Sanliancheng: "Cultivate, become stronger. Those robbers who are like the golden dead? They are like the evil things of the immortal sect? They are like the evil people in the Dark Guild who are afraid of the world's chaos?"

"Cultivation can make people stronger...it is just stronger." Master Grey said in a deep voice: "I forgot my ancestors, my roots, my bloodlines, my past and consequences. Such a strong move is nothing more than a group of powerful walking corpses."

Wu Tie was silent again.

He remembered the chaotic spots he saw in the Sanlian Realm, chasing Pangu and chaotic.

The hatred and murderous intent that originated from the depths of the bloodline. When Wu Tie thought of the strong hostility that appeared deep in the bloodline, he couldn't help but tremble all over and his hair stood up.

"The mind, morality, and the cognition that has been inherited from generation to generation for countless years. Understand what is right, what is wrong, why this is right, and why this is wrong. This is the most core thing that once peaked prosperous civilization."

Master Hui sighed softly: "Otherwise, you, Wu Tie, and the evil things of the Changsheng Sect, you practice the same thing. Do you have any similarities? Don't you think that you and the evil things of the Changsheng Sect are actually two different species?"

Wu Tie was silent, and many things came to his mind.

"When a civilization is facing a catastrophe, how can we ensure that the flowers of civilization can be reborn and bloom in the ruins in countless years without growing crooked?" Master Grey pointed to the three pyramids.

"The great peacock inheritance of the Sanlian Realm is a general key that can open the bloodline and awaken the most primitive memories of the bloodline."

"The original memory can make the inheritor Mingxiao hate him."

"And the real foundation of a civilization is here."

Master Hui murmured: "The unworthy descendants of Sanliancheng only recorded the methods of opening the city defense and ban system for fighting and killing, but even the real meaning of Sanliancheng has been forgotten."

Sighing, Mr. Grey patted his hands forward gently.

His breath was still weak, and his magic power was only a little bit in his body. A wisp of dark ink fragrance flashed by on his palm, and two small handprints slapped on the bronze pyramid.
To be continued...