In the attic of the Ice Palace, the smell of blood and resentment filled the air.
Mei Ling sat paralyzed on the cold ground, clutching the divine bead tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the exertion.
She is still so miserable.
But there was a crazy smile on her face.
"Hahahaha..."
The laughter squeezed out from between her broken teeth, hoarse, leaky, and extremely unpleasant to hear.
But full of ecstasy.
"Leng Ning... You are dead!!"
She screamed at the empty room, her voice shrill and harsh, full of the pleasure of revenge.
"You think breaking my tooth is the end?"
"You think I am someone you can bully at will? Just wait! Wait for Prince Xuanqing to come and kill me!"
She stood up suddenly, staggered to the bronze mirror, and looked at her bloody face in the mirror.
"I am the fifth princess! He loves me the most! He wants face the most!"
Mei Ling spittle mixed with blood splashed, "If you dare to touch his woman, you will slap him in the face!"
"Slap Black Sea Dragon Palace in the face! How could he let you go so easily!"
She seemed to have seen that Xiaobai face being crushed into powder by the princeless Long Wei.
I saw Leng Ning kneeling in front of her, begging for mercy!
"When the time comes, I want everyone in Extreme Cold Island to watch!"
Mei Ling's eyes flashed with crazy light. "I want them to know what a terrifying existence my Mei Ling Daoist companion is!"
"I want that bitch Leng Ning to know that she will never be as good as me!"
The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, and she burst into laughter like a broken bellows again. "You continue to be proud! Continue to be arrogant! Today is the day of your death!!"
"When the Fifth Prince comes, I will personally pluck out your tongues! Break your bones! You will not be able to live or die!"
She acts like a madman.
At this moment, she was just immersed in the fantasy of the upcoming "victory".
Facing his ugly reflection in the mirror, he laughed hysterically.
"Hahahaha, you are dead, you are all dead!!"
The vicious curse floated out of the attic with the cold wind and into the depths of the Ice Palace.
On the other side, Leng Ning has taken Jiang Yantian to her master's place.
The main hall of the Ice Palace.
When arriving, Jiang Yantian looked at the Ice Palace here and thought of a place.
Harbin...!
Ice Sculpture Festival!
The palace door is carved from black ice and exudes a heart-stopping cold air.
The hall is empty and solemn, with the floor paved with ice crystal tiles and ice sculptures of Lord Extreme Cold Island hanging on the walls.
He is the old master of Leng Ning.
Very narcissistic too.
But the carving is really good, lifelike and impressive.
On the ice jade throne in the center of the palace, an old man with white hair sat cross-legged.
He was wearing an ice-blue robe, with a haggard face, his eyes closed, and a faint white mist surrounding him.
Integrated with the entire ice palace.
If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, it would almost look like an ice sculpture.
This person is the master of Extreme Cold Island, the master of Leng Ning, Ice Soul Emperor.
A powerful man who has lived from ancient times to the present.
Unfortunately, he never realized that step and never took that step.
Otherwise, they would have been among the top people in the world and become Ice Soul Dao Ancestor.
"Master."
Leng Ning walked to the hall and saluted respectfully to the old man on the throne.
The old man slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of turbid but deep eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.
His eyes fell on Leng Ning, he nodded slightly, and his voice was old and calm. "Ning'er, what happened on this trip!"
His eyes swept over Leng Ning, but he didn't notice Jiang Yantian behind her at all.
Jiang Yantian has restrained all his aura at this moment, making it really difficult for people to notice.
Leng Ning was about to speak, but the old man waved his hand and closed his eyes again.
"That's all, I'm too lazy to listen. It must be all about Wang Cheng being ridiculed and then taking action and narrowly winning."
"It's just that I have to let go this time. My teacher has already said that there is someone outside the world, but he is always at the mercy of my fate!"
As he said that, Ice Soul Emperor seemed a little tired.
"Wang Cheng soul stone is broken, body is dead and the soul is gone, who did it?"
"I... my husband..." Leng Ning is an honest person and spoke immediately.
"That being the case, then... ah?" Ice Soul Emperor suddenly opened his eyes, "Your husband?" He was very shocked.
I just don't know what to say.
"I killed him, but he died quickly and without pain. You're welcome!"
Jiang Yantian finally spoke, his voice was not high, but it had a strange penetrating power.
The cold air in the hall seemed to freeze for a moment.
He was still standing in the shadows, his eyes under the black robe did not waver at all.
Ice Soul Emperor's brows moved imperceptibly.
Originally his eyes were very sharp.
He killed his disciple, and yet he still comes here to act recklessly.
But when I looked again, I seemed to finally notice something.
His eyes fell firmly on Jiang Yantian.
The moment his eyes touched Jiang Yantian.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
"!!!"
Those turbid eyes suddenly widened!
The calmness on his face was instantly replaced by extreme shock and horror!
He suddenly stood up from the ice jade throne, the Daoist robe on his body moved without any wind, and the white mist surrounding him surged violently!
"You... you..."
Ice Soul Emperor's voice was trembling in disbelief.
Looking at Jiang Yantian, my lips were trembling and I couldn't say a complete sentence!
Leng Ning Seeing the master's loss of composure, he understood in his heart.
Jiang Yantian's voice was as indifferent as before. "I am the husband of Ning'er!"
A few simple words caused the temperature of the entire hall to plummet!
Ice Soul Emperor's face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with fear and confusion. "You... why are you here?"
He finally recognized the identity of Jiang Yantian!
That name, like Taboo, is terrifying!
Ice Soul Emperor has existed since ancient times.
At that time, he was still a young monk who had just Foundation Establishment.
And Jiang Yantian has already finished a game of World-Destruction War.
One thousand and eight Dao Ancestor died in his hands.
This kind of achievement is extremely terrifying.
Just a thousand years later, World-Destruction War and Devil Emperor were sealed for the second time and fell into reincarnation.
If other people have not seen the portrait of Jiang Yantian, they may not know that he is Imperishable Devil Emperor.
Even if there are records in some ancient books, most of them will not have portraits. A small number of Devil Emperor diehards will have portraits in order to commemorate Devil Emperor.
But he has seen True Person.
The feeling of seeing the blue sky suddenly emerged.
I really didn't expect it to appear here.
Jiang Yantian didn't answer, just glanced at him lightly.
Just this look made Ice Soul Emperor feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body was stiff, and he did not dare to move at all!
The atmosphere instantly solidified to the extreme.
No one expected that the "Daoist" brought back by Leng Ning was him!
"Immortal...Imperishable Devil Emperor!"
Just now he was acting like an emperor, posing with his eyes closed.
He didn't even look at Jiang Yantian.
Thinking of this, Ice Soul Emperor's old face suddenly turned pale.
Cold sweat instantly soaked the robe on the back!
Damn it!