All my disciples are sand sculpture players

In this dark space.

The number one ice mage in the national server witnessed with his own eyes how the Great Emperor Wanhan controlled the source of ice and killed everyone!

After a long time, when the number one ice spell in the national server closed his eyes and opened them again, he was back in a familiar cage.

Feeling his body gradually turning into ice crystals, the number one ice mage in the national server no longer panicked.

Because the number one ice law in the national server already understands what happened

"Wan Han...actually entrusted everything to you?……"The figure a few cages away spoke hoarsely again, and his tone was no longer as contemptuous as before.

All the people imprisoned here are the emperors!

So everyone could see what Emperor Wanhan did at a glance.

Emperor Wanhan was definitely a genuine genius one hundred thousand years ago! Being able to control a trace of the original power of ice at the tenth level of Tribulation Realm is definitely a genius!

However, ever since Emperor Wanhan was defeated by Emperor Zhenyu and imprisoned here, the original power of ice he had had been taken away by Emperor Zhenyu! After all, it is impossible for the Prison Suppressing Emperor to let Wanhan Emperor retain the original power of ice and become a threat.

But... deep in the soul of Emperor Wanhan, there is a vague connection with the origin of ice!

So Emperor Wanhan chose to sacrifice himself and pass everything on to the No. 1 Ice Mage in the national server!

The emperors present could not understand why Emperor Wanhan would do this?

Were you moved by the words of the number one ice mage in the national server?

Or is Emperor Wanhan finally unable to bear this endless imprisonment?

Or maybe Emperor Wanhan saw something from the number one ice mage in the national server? no one knows!

But all the great emperors looked at the number one ice spell in the national server.

After Emperor Wanhan entered the tenth level of the Tribulation Realm, it took him 27,000 years to realize a trace of the original power of ice on the sixth floor of the God-Demon Tower!

So, can this young boy who claims to be the number one ice magician in the Ten Thousand Kingdoms Server and whose bones are no more than a hundred years old, with all his cultivation and being imprisoned, be able to withstand the inheritance of Emperor Wanhan?

Can he understand the original power of ice?

……

The emperors present did not speak, but they all thought of the same thing at the same time

"Click click click click……"Almost at the same time, the entire body of the number one ice mage in the national server froze into ice crystals.

"If he cannot understand the origin of ice, he will only die!"A great emperor in a cage glanced at the number one ice spell in the national server that had frozen into ice crystals, and said hoarsely.

"……"Each figure in the cage fell silent, even though they knew it was impossible!

How much accomplishments can a young boy with a bone age of less than a hundred have in the field of ice?

Want to forcibly understand the origin of ice?

Totally impossible!

The only result is that he cannot bear the inheritance of Emperor Wanhan and will be frozen into an ice sculpture forever!

But... all the great emperors present could not help but look at the number one ice spell in the national server that turned into ice crystals again and again.

"If he can really create a miracle……"

"So……"

"So what if I just go with him and fight again?"

……

At this moment, in the hearts of many great emperors, the extinguished fire of resistance ignited a small flame again!

At this time, no emperor discovered the ice crystal inside the first ice method in the national server.

The three colors of black, green and red light flashed away... at the same time.

The 4th floor of the God and Demon Tower.

In front of the starry sky door leading to the fifth floor of the God and Demon Tower, a figure sat quietly hovering in the air, motionless.

It was He Yiming.

At this time, a starship was slowly approaching. On the flag of the ship, there were two big characters"STAR". It was a starship from the Star Auction.

The starship stopped after approaching He Yiming, and an old man on top of it came from the sky. He first saluted respectfully, and then slowly spoke.

"Lord He Yiming, I have just received the news announced by the Prison Suppressing Emperor. One month later... The Prison Suppressing Emperor will select the emperor's son Nangong Li in the Prison Suppressing Hall to accompany... Deer Cauldron.……"The old man reported all the news he received truthfully, and then stood with his hands behind his back, waiting quietly.

"This sect knows!"He Yiming remained motionless and just said calmly.

"Lord He Yiming... I am bold, but I still want to say that the Prison Suppressing Emperor deliberately spread the word to make Lord He Yiming fall into a trap! The Prison Suppressing Emperor will definitely set up a dragnet, the most terrifying ambush and vicious array in the Prison Suppressing Hall... Lord He Yiming, you can't go!!!"The old man pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly, reminding him quite worriedly.

"Thank you for your kindness, I will remember it!"He Yiming nodded.

"Why……"The old man sighed and knew that he could not persuade He Yiming, so he could only turn around and leave.

After a while, He Yiming raised his hand and turned!

An object appeared in the palm of his hand, the Lingxi Horn Flute, which was also used for communication.

When the beef noodles were captured by the Black God Cult, He Yiming used this object to communicate with the guys who captured the beef noodles.

This object is one of the very few that can communicate across different levels of the God and Demon Tower.

After starting the Lingxi Horn Flute, a familiar voice came over

"It's me... Mu Xueying!"

"He Yiming, you must not go to the Prison Suppression Hall in one month!!!"

"In order to deal with you, the Prison Suppressing Emperor has invited help far beyond your imagination!!!"

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