After the four people chased each other out, Yi Tian returned to the ice castle alone. The purpose of this trip was also very clear to get the Wanzai Ice.

Walking all the way from the corridor behind the main hall, I found that the temperature around me dropped sharply, and a layer of white frost was faintly attached to the surrounding roads.

Until Yi Tian stabilized his body in front of a closed door at the end of the corridor, he stretched out his hand and gently pushed it away.

A biting cold wind blew out from the gap in the back door, blowing on Yitian's protective cover, making a sizzling sound.

After the cold wind dissipated, Yi Tian reached out and pushed the door open the three-foot gap. He walked slowly through it and then went to the middle. At this time, Yi Tian found that it was about thirty feet in a circle, twenty feet high, and in the middle was a huge white ice cube five feet high.

There were gusts of cold air on it, covering the surrounding stone walls with thick frost. The whole room was very strange. Except for the octagonal walls in front of me, the surrounding walls were enclosed in an octagonal shape. Each wall was carved with a giant portrait. Yi Tian walked up to check it out and found that four of them were characters with monks.

As for three of the remaining four paintings, they are spiritually cultivators, and the last one is actually a three-headed and six-armed Asura monk.

Ten breaths later, when his eyes swept to the sign left on the mural, his face was shocked. The eight people here were actually all Mahayana monks. Even the familiar Patriarch Wuye and Master Precepts were also included.

Such a large portrait is very rare, it can be seen that these eight Mahayana monks gathered here to leave their portraits.

But if something happens, the eight Mahayana monks will take action together, and even some even invite powerful Asuras to participate. After thinking about it, some cold sweat will ooze from their foreheads. Even in such a cold environment, Yi Tian felt that the sweat on his back was still oozing out.

The eight portraits face the ice in the middle, and there is no secret that there will be some mystery in it.

He walked to the front of the ice cube and sang the clear spiritual magic eyes and stared at it. He felt that there seemed to be a black shadow inside the ice cube being frozen inside.

With a thought, he hurriedly pushed it to the side, and then stared at the ice cube in front of him and started to look at it.

It is estimated that what should be sealed is not a good thing. If I break in for no reason, I am afraid I will not be sure to deal with him.

After thinking about it, I might as well stop and try to leave here first. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall and is still respectful of the things stored in the place where the eight Mahayana monks gather. If you can avoid them, you can avoid them.

But when he walked to the gate, he suddenly closed the main door for no reason. The half-foot-thick stone door closed and completely sealed the room. Yi Tian walked up and reached out to try to open the gate. He could do his best to move the stone door.

Then a blue light suddenly flashed from the ice behind him, and flew to the ice and turned into a phantom. Yi Tian turned his head and looked at him. He found that the phantom was actually a three-meter-long blue dragon. At this time, he was raising his head and staring at him with his teeth and claws.

I once remember that Kong Yun once mentioned that there was a dragon-shaped spiritual pet sitting down by Mahayana monk and I don’t know what it has to do with the Azure Dragon in front of me.

Suddenly, I felt something strange in the storage ring. After scanning the divine thoughts, I found that the beast-controlling bag that the Demon Saint Prince sat down with the spiritual pet sac was moved from the Taiqing Pavilion.

After reaching out and summoning him out, he saw him turning around in the stone chamber for a few times and finally landing beside him. He raised his head and stared at the blue dragon phantom in front of him and said, "Why have you arrived at the Luohan Hall of the Great Lei Guang Zen Temple? What's going on with the blue dragon phantom in front of him?"

Yi Tian didn't say a brief story about his situation in which he came in, and finally said, "After handling these things, I will go to the Great Leiguang Zen Temple, and you can return to your hometown."

Wu Yan just lowered his head and roared, then stared at the huge portrait of Master Youjing, and looked at it in a daze, completely ignoring the blue dragon in front of him.

Yi Tian was speechless. He thought it could help with it after it had a reaction, but now he looked completely invalid.

At this time, the phantom of the green dragon also turned around and stared at the silence for three breaths before looking up and saying a dragon roar. The dragon power in the sound shocked Yi Tian's mind and suddenly felt timid.

After adjusting it, Yi Tian silently recited the Bodhi Concentration Mantra and removed the cowardice in his heart. Then he slowly raised his head and locked his eyes on the shadow of the Azure Dragon in front of him.

I just listened to it and said: "Who are you and why are you here? Where are Wuye and Jieding and others?"

When he heard that the other party could actually tell the names of the two ancestors, Yi Tianze replied with a stern face: "Several ancestors have left, I wonder what the predecessors call them?"

"Are you leaving? Who will fulfill their promise back then?" Qinglong shouted in anger.

On the side, the silhouette turned his head and shouted at Qinglong with a disdainful look on his face, "You are just a trace of true spirit. You are here to scream and be careful to make you angry. Grandpa, I will swallow your only true spirit."

Qinglong churned on Wanzai's ice and then sneered: "You are just a alien species with the blood of the dragon clan. You dare to speak to me like this. If you see my body in the fairy world, you are afraid that you can't stand it just because of the dragon power."

"Immortal Realm," Yi Tian looked shocked after hearing this. He didn't expect that the true soul of the divine spirit in front of him had such a big background. It can be seen that the eight Mahayana monks gathered here to make a big plan. Although it was not the end, it seemed that after summoning the Qinglong God in front of him, there was no further text.

I didn't like the behavior of several ancestors like this, but it was not the time to pursue the matter in front of me. I turned to the Qinglong True Soul and said, "I am a disciple of Lihuo Palace. Since you are the true spirit summoned by the ancestor, why not accept me? When the time is right, I can send you back."

Although I don’t know the other party’s true strength, I guess it’s unique to be able to take him for myself.

Who knew that Qinglong's true soul hummed in his nostril and continued: "It's too overestimated that you are just a monk in the dispersal stage to dare to speak wildly and ask me to rely on you."

After saying that, he opened his mouth and spit out a blue lightning from his mouth, slashing Yi Tian's head.

Faced with the unreasonable surprise attack, Yi Tian also looked angry, and reached out to take out the dragon scale shield and blocked it in front of him and took down the thunder. Then he reached out to take out the purple flame wind thunder fan to sacrifice it in his hand and gently flashed towards the phantom of the green dragon. The purple true flame turned into a fire dragon and surrounded it in an instant.
Chapter completed!