Unexpectedly, the cold light steadily slashed from less than one centimeter on his shoulder. There was only a crisp sound. Two ice blades collided together, and the bloodthirsty ice blade smashed the ice snatched by Antumei into pieces. [The fastest and most complete free update of Cat Puff] Although Antumei was powerful, her ice snatch was transformed by the cold air in her body. It was not a substantial weapon, but the bloodthirsty ice blade was not. It was a real sharp blade, which was an evil blade that had been covered with countless lives for thousands of years!

Wushuang looked good, but her physical condition was normal. Yun Qiang carried him on his back, and he didn't dare to move his arms. After just throwing out the bloodthirsty ice blade, blood immediately spilled out of the wound, all dripping on Yun Qiang's clothes.

The little golden dragon who savior took the opportunity to quickly get back into the Panlong stick and stopped moving again. I'm afraid even Nalan Hong didn't know that there was really a golden dragon in the golden silk Panlong stick passed down by his ancestors! No wonder this weapon is so amazing!

"Cough...cough..." Wushuang coughed twice, and all the coughs were blood. He had used all his strength to throw the bloodthirsty ice blade.

"Kill Kuixing, you are finally here. Your nose is very smart, even more intelligent than a dog. Haha... It seems you are planning to travel and promise?" Antu smiled beautifully.

"Qianzi... let me go!" Everyone stepped onto the top floor of the Ice Palace, and they all set off to fight with Japan.

"My master, can you hold on to your body?" Yun Qiang asked him.

"If you can't hold on, you have to hold on. Put me down. Don't let this group of bastards look down on me!" The stubborn Wushuang jumped off Yun Qiang's back and shook it several times, and finally stabilized his body. The pain in the two shoulder blades was connected to the tendons and veins of the whole body. When the person landed, he had to rely on his feet to support the weight of his whole body. At this time, the pain suddenly doubled a lot.

The pain was so painful that sweat beads rolled down Wushuang's face, but if we say that our male protagonist is really strong! He gritted his teeth and stopped. Not only did he stand firm, but he also lowered his head to pick up the bloodthirsty ice blade. At this moment, he had two blades in his hand, and looked at his evil eyes, which were exactly the same as Antumei.

"Antumei, if I kill these Japanese people, I will fulfill my promise!" Wushuang said viciously.

"Hmph... I'm just like you. Only anger can make you kill Kuixing to restore your essence. You, who have no killing, don't recognize you. You said... If I return the power to you and ask you to kill these mortals with your own hands, shouldn't you... should you kneel down and thank me?" Antumei said with interest.

There are no ice sculptures in the center of this ice palace. Each ice sculpture symbolizes an ancient god emperor, one of which is the one who kills Kuixing. In other words, in the ancient century, the status of killing Kuixing was no less than that of the four ancient emperors.

The demonic aura that they saw soaring into the sky at the top of the snow-capped mountain just now was all overflowing from this ice sculpture statue without a seat. Countless demonic auras soared into the sky and broke through the ice palace. Antumei is now standing in front of her statue.

"Baga!!! Kill him quickly! Kill all the Chinese people!" Keiyu Kawashima understood. No matter what happened, he would not be able to get better.

More than twenty Japanese ninjas rushed up and surrounded them. They were all mortal enemies. Before they could take action, Ma Fuxiang Yunqiang and others had already taken action. The two gangs of people were entangled together again, and they were hard to part with.

"Nalan Hong, which side are you on?" Wushuang asked him.

Nalan Hong thought for a while, but finally chose Wushuang. After all, Wushuang is still a Chinese, and he will not be able to kill the donkey. Besides, Wushuang is better than the Japanese if he gets the God's crown.

Wushuang knew that Antumei would give him strength, which was an equal exchange. With strength, he could help her finally break the protective layer of the creative power.

The power of the four ancient emperors is indeed very powerful, but they were in a relationship of mutual restraint. Killing Kuixing was reincarnated to balance their power. There were countless Tiancui stones on the Pangu God Crown, but the one in the middle was Killing Kuixing! No one could get close to the Divine Crown any longer.

Antumei is standing next to the throne now, but she cannot reach the throne because she is not the owner of the throne. Similarly, killing Kuixing is not good. However, if one of them is willing to sacrifice himself, burn his evil spirit, and burn the protective layer outside the throne with the fireworks of his soul, it would be different. Of course, if someone wants to, then the chips will be exchanged.

Now, some people are willing and some have this bargaining chip, why not do it? Wushuang has made a desperate attempt to avenge Lan Caidie. Even if he dies, he will ask Keiyou Kawashima to go into the water!

The evil power in the Ice Palace is getting stronger and stronger and more unstable. If this continues, Antumei will not be able to control this evil force. She must quickly let Wushuang make this seemingly equal deal with her.

"Okay! Kill Kuixing, I will return your strength to you!" After saying that, Antumei's body floated slowly in the air, stretching her hands, and infinite cold air overflowed from her hands. At the same time, a faint orchid flame ignited in her eyes. In the ice palace, powerful hurricanes swept over.

Suddenly, just as she was about to release her energy, the other three ancient statues corresponding to three angles around her actually lit up at the same time, namely Huangdi, Chidi and Qingdi. Three holy lights shot out from the eyes of the three statues at the same time. Three holy lights hit Antumei's body floating in the air, burning her evil soul like flames.

"Ah!!! Why? Why? You are dead! Why still refuse to let me go?" Antumei roared in pain, the cold air in her body was evaporating, the dark aura in her eyes was disappearing, she was bound by three holy lights, and slowly fell from the air. Her body and soul became more and more fragile, and slowly approached the statue of the god that should have belonged to her.

"No! No! No! No!! No!! Kill Kuixing to save me! Save me! I will return the power that belongs to you! I will return it to you freedom! No, I will also help you resurrect Yana! Save me!" Antumei howled in pain, but to no avail. Wushuang could not save her. Wushuang's body was already fragile, and even the aisle was struggling.

Her body and soul were slowly sucked into the statue of God. The statue of God that belonged to her five thousand years ago, at this moment, she finally fell asleep. Perhaps this sleep will last forever!
Chapter completed!