Invincible Uncle-Grandmaster

"From today, you are a member of Xuan Yishan."

Qin Jue held a smile at the corner of his mouth, faintly authentic.

After a short astonishment, Su Yan was overjoyed: "Thank you, senior!"

"But don't worry about handyman or something, I am missing a chef now, would you like to do it?"

Of course, Qin Jue couldn't really let Su Yan be a handyman. Even though Su Yan had lost his cultivation now, it was only a matter of time before he stepped into a higher realm with the inheritance of the true god.

"willing!"

Su Yan nodded without hesitation.

Beside, Dao Dao opened his mouth, he wanted to say something, but he chose to remain silent in the end.

"Well, you go to the courtyard over there to rest for a while and recover from your injury by the way."

With that, Qin Jue took out a storage ring and handed it to Su Yan: "There are some training resources in it, which should be enough for you to use in a short time."

"..."

This time, Su Yan did not thank him, but took the storage ring, bowed deeply to Qin Jue, and then turned and walked into the courtyard.

"Huh, it seems that there will be one more person here in the future."

Qin Jue smiled bitterly.

More than half a year ago, there was only Qin Jue at the cliff, and now almost he can make up two tables of mahjong.

Watching Su Yan go away, Dao Dao couldn't help complaining: "Master, I am clearly said to be your chef."

"Uh……"

Qin Jue was taken aback and almost forgot about it.

"Ahem, it doesn't matter, you two are my royal chefs, and you can change your taste occasionally."

"Humph."

Killing Dao raised his head, very dissatisfied.

Qin Jue: "..."

...

Zhongzhou, the ice clan.

Whether it is the Eight Great Sacred Grounds or the Twelve Sacred Races, because they are too powerful, they all have their own huge territories.

The ice clan is located in an area where wind and snow never stop.

Different from other forces, the Ice Race and Fire Race are the two most special families among the Twelve Saint Races.

The reason is simple, they only practice the fire and ice methods and use them to the extreme.

Looking at the Spirit Central Realm, there are few that can suppress the Fire and Ice Clan in terms of fire and ice techniques alone, including the Eight Great Sacred Grounds.

This point is actually somewhat similar to the Pure Sun Holy Land, which is why the two have a good relationship with the Pure Sun Holy Land.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the Great Hall of the Ice Race was extremely cold. All the elders and high-level officials gathered here, either with solemn expressions or uncontrollable anger, forming a weird picture.

This situation lasted for about ten minutes, and the Ice Clan chieftain on the throne finally opened his eyes.

This is a middle-aged man with blue hair. Even his pupils are blue. He is not handsome, but full of charm. He belongs to the type of uncle, but the cold breath that emanates from his body makes people reluctant to approach him.

"Bingquan and Bingkong are dead."

The middle-aged man spoke, without seeing any mood swings: "The family members who went to the southern border this time have been wiped out."

As soon as this statement was made, it was as if the fuse had been lit, and the Ice Clan high-level below suddenly shouted: "Patriarch, who is it that dare to kill our Ice Clan people!"

"Avenge the two elders and the young master of the firmament!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"..."

Bingquan and Bingkong have a very high status within the Bing Clan, and even many high-level officials are pulled out by one hand. Now that the two are dead, how can those high-level officials turn a blind eye?

As for the ice firmament, he is the top genius among the younger generation of the Ice Clan, and it is very likely that he will be able to reach the Holy King in the future, otherwise the Ice Clan would not give him such a simple task.

As a result, who would have thought that the whole army would be wiped out!

"There is no existence that can kill Bingquan and Bingkong in the South, it must be the soul clan who is doing a ghost!"

The Ice Race and the Soul Race have never dealt with each other, and wars have often broken out, so someone immediately targeted the Soul Race.

"Yes, some time ago we just fought with the soul race because of the spirit veins,"

"Damn soul race!"

"Patriarch, this matter absolutely can't just leave it alone!"

"..."

"..."

The crowd roared in excitement, and they couldn't wait to take up their weapons and rush towards the soul race.

At this moment, the middle-aged man raised his hand and pressed slightly, and the whole hall was instantly quiet.

"Haha, have you forgotten, we have an agreement, no matter what happens, we must never act on the younger generation."

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "This matter has nothing to do with the soul race."

In order to prevent the bloodline from being cut off, the twelve saints once signed an agreement. No matter how the two sides fight, as long as the younger generation does not step into the war circle, the younger generation cannot be attacked. Even if they enter the war circle, the younger generation must be done by themselves. Solve it, otherwise it will be the enemy of the remaining eleven holy races.

The reason for this is that the younger generation often represents the future of the family. If the two sides fight and both assassinate each other's fresh blood, then the two families will be over sooner or later.

It is also by this agreement that the Twelve Saints can last for so long and never decline, except for the Spirit Race of course.

Although the soul clan is mysterious, it will never be so stupid that it offends the eleven saints at the same time. What's more, even the soul clan cannot kill Bingquan and Bingkong in the late sacred realm so easily.

"It's not the soul race, who would it be?"

An elder was curious.

"Could it be... Holy Land?"

The other elder whispered.

Holy land!

These two are like mountains falling from the sky, and everyone can't breathe.

If it is a holy place, then they can only pretend that nothing happened.

"Ugh."

Seeing many high-level speculations, the middle-aged man said helplessly: "Look at it for yourself."

When the words fell, the middle-aged man flicked his fingers, and a video appeared in front of everyone.

The image is very vague, but it can be vaguely seen that the people inside are Bingquan and Bingkong.

"Sky, leave the rest to us."

In the picture, Bingkong said confidently.

"Yes."

The picture trembled slightly and quickly zoomed out. Obviously, this picture was recorded from the perspective of the ice firmament.

Next, Bingkong took two consecutive shots, and then everyone saw a scene that will never be remembered forever.

The golden light flashed, the ice burst suddenly burst like fireworks, followed by the ice spring, and then the picture stopped abruptly.

From the beginning to the end, I couldn't see what the person who did it looked like, but what is certain is that Bingquan and Bingkong were directly killed in seconds!

What level of existence can kill the late stage of the holy realm in seconds?

Holy King!

"How can it be……"

Everyone was stunned~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Have you seen it clearly? "

The middle-aged man said quietly: "I declare that this matter ends here, no one is allowed to track down, if there is a violator, the consequences will be at your own risk!"

"Yes!"

Everyone nodded unwillingly.

A Saint King Ice Clan may not be afraid, but it is not worth offending for Bing Quan and others.

The most important thing is that I don’t know where this holy king comes from. If he belongs to the other eleven holy races, the Ice Race will definitely call the door to ask for an explanation. The problem is, that kind of attack has never been seen!

The unknown has always been the most terrifying.

"In addition, no matter what happens, you are not allowed to step into the South for a hundred years!"

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