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Chapter 200 Two Roads

Yang Hao suddenly appeared behind them, with black and white under his feet. Five gorgeous beams of light were about to burst out. Five solid figures stood side by side with him, and their appearance was exactly the same as him. Except for the different lights flashing in their eyes, they then slapped out a palm at the same time and gathered together. The dazzling light pushed the four water spirits to hit the invisible wall.

"Bang"

"puff"

Under the huge force of the sky, four figures burst into pieces instantly, waves waving in the air, and the sound of the waterfall hitting the ground sounded. Yang Hao suddenly felt that the out of place outside entered here.

He knew that the invisible wall that had been bothering for a long time had disappeared. When he was about to leave, he suddenly turned around and arched his fists at the cave, and then turned into a shadow and disappeared from the spot.

Yang Hao's figure kept flashing closer and closer to the building he saw. An hour later, he had already appeared next to the building. He looked up and saw that the walls formed by thick ice exuded an astonishing cold air.

In front of him was a nearly meter-sized ice gate, thick and majestic, which was even harder than the ice wall he had broken when he first came in. Even Yang Hao couldn't help but smash his tongue.

His palm gently pressed against the Hanbing Door, and the groove was as smooth as jade. It seemed that there had been no change for thousands of years. The cold touch made his mind tremble, but after a brief stagnation, Yang Hao finally pushed open the cold door.

"Buzz"

Yang Hao's vision looked into the hall through the crack of the door. When the scene inside appeared in his sight, even the others couldn't help but take a deep breath of air conditioning.

He saw that it was not an endless weapon, nor a high-level elixir, nor a secret technique, but a vivid world, but all the creatures in this world were presented in the form of ice sculptures.

Birds and beasts, mountains and rivers are all in it. Although they are all lifeless ice sculptures, they are extremely realistic. Yang Hao looked at the scene like the ice world, and was extremely shocked. At the same time, he had a slight premonition in his heart. He deliberately slowed down his pace and looked around. These ice sculptures were lifelike, which was enough to show the unique ingenuity of the carving person.

Although these sculptures are realistic and vivid, Yang Hao has an inexplicable emotion in his heart. The longer he watches, the stronger the emotion becomes.

"sad"

“Yes, it’s sad indeed”

He didn't know where this sadness came from, but he really sensed that all living beings in the ice sculpture world contained an indescribable sadness.

His mind was trembling as he had always been hard. For some reason, he was able to resonate with this emotion. He continued to walk inside along the passage.

On the walls poured from ice, there are murals engraved. Yang Hao carefully observed them. After a long time of comparison and thinking, he realized that this was the portrayal of the daily life of a tribe.

Seeing that their clothing decorations were not owned by this era, Yang Hao found a familiar taste in his style. A sudden flash of inspiration in his mind. He finally understood that he had seen such clothing there, which was somewhat similar to what Luo Yu and Luo Chong wore.

Seeing these, he immediately connected all of this. It turned out to be a picture depicting the daily life of the ancient ice clan. The figures are vivid and lifelike, and everything seems to be in reality.

The mural introduces the ice tribes of ancient times, no, or they should be called a country, where boys and girls are carefree and dedicated to practicing, men are responsible for protecting all the beauty, women are blessed with their homes, and they are happy and happy.

The most conspicuous one is a pair of young men and women with talented men and women. According to the information presented by the mural, they met each other during a trip, stayed together in danger, never abandoned each other and helped each other, and eventually developed a favorable feeling for each other and sparked the spark of love.

The girl is graceful and the man is heroic. This seems to be the couple that God is most attached to. Yang Hao's eyes feel a little sore when he sees all this. Perhaps it is the sadness that comes from the mural.

However, their beauty was not over. After the trip, the man took the girl back to his home.

Then the next scene appeared. The domineering young man who still possessed the crown. He turned out to be the crown prince of this country. The girl was flattered and seemed to have become the most jealous woman in this country.

Everything between them came naturally without any obstacles or difficulties, as if all of this was what they deserved, and they were happier and more fulfilled after marriage.

The male and female protagonists should have been the darlings of this world, but when the dream comes true, the rain and wind blows on the kings, princes, generals and ministers. Suddenly, the whole sky seemed to collapse. Yang Hao couldn't help but shrink his eyes when he looked at the mural. He could feel that even the person who carved the murals could not help but tremble and frightened at this moment.

However, the mural has disappeared here. The author seems to be unwilling to recall this past. He seems to just want to keep the beauty. Yang Hao can't help but feel a little disappointed.

When his eyes continued to look forward, he found the mural of the broken joints again on the wall not far away. However, the male and female protagonists who appeared before were no longer calm and mature, and he was wearing the clothes of the king of a country, and the female was less immature and more charming.

At this moment, the black clouds were over the city, and even Yang Hao could feel the tension of the man at that time and the oppression emitted from the black clouds made him breathless.

The scene changed in the next moment, and men and women and some high-level monsters participated in the battle to defend their homeland. Just like any tragic story, the woman finally blocked a fatal blow for the man, and the whole country was full of corpses. Among them, Yang Hao noticed that there was a corpse of an ice wolf spider hundreds of feet next to the man. The woman eventually died in the arms of a sad roaring man who was out of control. The arrival of reinforcements saved the man's life.

When she saw this, Yang Hao's heart, which had been polished and hard as iron for so many years, couldn't help but tremble. This scene was never familiar.

At this moment, he realized that this place was not a ruin at all, but a cemetery, a cemetery built by the man for his wife.

Yang Hao was hesitant at this time. When he learned the source, he didn't know whether he should continue to enter. Since it was a cemetery, in order to prevent others from coming in, there must be a lot of murderous intent inside. However, the Water Mirror Spirit Cave was recommended by the White Tiger Emperor. Perhaps it was his last chance to condense the water Xuan Dan. No matter what, he had to fight hard. Since he made up his mind, he rushed into it calmly.

On the other three sides of the palace, two other men and one woman pushed open the palace gate. Yang Hao's pace came to an abrupt end. His expression couldn't help but twitch, and a stone tablet several meters tall stood in the middle of the passage.

"My wife's tomb is not my descendants, and those who enter without permission will die!"

The twelve big characters, dragons and phoenixes, are majestic and slight sadness, and every word reveals the murderous intent of He Han. He thought for a moment, and the ghostly figure disappeared here like a ghost.

As Yang Hao went deeper, the oppression of the entire Ice Palace was so strong that every time Yang Hao took a step later, the earth seemed to roar.

However, his body surface was full of brilliance and extremely gorgeous. It was because of the continuous transformation of these mysterious powers that Yang Hao felt a little better. However, what really made him feel much easier was the mysterious tower that was glowing blue in his storage bag. It was also nine layers, but it was not as simple and heavy as the Nine Heavens in Yang Hao's body.

But it exuded a sharp smell. Yang Hao had been getting it for some time. No matter how he tried it, it did not respond. It was not until a few days ago that Yang Hao entered the Water Mirror Spirit Cave that its abnormality revealed a sharp kick.

Yang Hao was a little impatient. Although he didn't understand the use of this Xuantao and its origin, he vaguely felt that it was very important.

Suddenly, a cold sensation appeared on Yang Hao's back, and the hairs around him instantly stood up. The next moment, an ice-blue vortex tilted and turned suddenly, facing Yang Hao's head in the palace, and a glacier formed in front of him within a moment.

The air in the entire palace became uneasy due to the arrival of the glacier. Endless pressure swept across the sky. The ice under Yang Hao's feet broke down step by step. At this time, the cold air floated, and a vague figure quietly appeared from the glacier.

Yang Hao's eyes tightened. As the moment the figure appeared, his legs, which were originally like lead, were not under the control of his heart, and were stuck in place like an awl and could not move. Yang Hao was shocked. After a moment, a clear outline completely condensed.

After Yang Hao saw his face clearly, he subconsciously said: "Ice Emperor"
Chapter completed!
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