Chapter 327 Polar Ice Prison

His appearance has changed, his cultivation has changed, and even his spirit is different, but his aura has not changed. He is still the invincible martial emperor who dominated the world ten thousand years ago!

Qin Feng smiled faintly: "It's hard to say, let's not talk about the past. Take me to see the Youchen Ice Lotus. Ten thousand years have passed and it should have grown a few lotus petals."

Mo Bing bowed his head respectfully. Qin Feng jumped on Mo Bing's head. Mo Bing's huge body went deep into the clouds, and there were even eight heads in the clouds!

The gatekeeper of the Polar Ice Prison, the most feared ice demon by the warriors of the heavens and the worlds, the existence that can easily kill the emperor in legend, the nine-headed black ice python!

The wind and snow in the clouds are even more violent. Not to mention the small Soul Dan realm, even the martial artists of the Law Heaven realm will be frozen into ice sculptures.

However, Qin Feng didn't care at all. No snowflakes could fall on him. Even the severe cold was bounced away by an invisible force, and the source of this force was Mo Bing!

Mo Bing's body passed over the ice field, and frozen corpses could be seen from time to time on the ice field.

Those who broke into the Polar Ice Prison were frozen and stayed here forever because they could not withstand the severe cold of the Polar Ice Prison.

"In the past ten thousand years, many warriors have entered the Polar Ice Prison." Qin Feng said lightly.

One of Mo Bing's heads nodded: "There are no decent warriors. They died in the severe cold without me even having to do anything."

Qin Feng looked at the frozen corpses. Some of these corpses were even great emperors in their lifetime, but in Mo Bing's mouth, they became undecent warriors.

"But about five thousand years ago, a warrior broke into the Polar Ice Prison. That warrior was very strong. I fought him and didn't get any advantage." Mo Bing said.

"Oh?" Qin Feng frowned. Those who could fight Mo Bing to a draw must not be ordinary people. Looking at the heavens and the world, there are not many such warriors.

"Didn't he take the Nether Ice Lotus away?" Qin Feng asked.

"No, that warrior never entered the Polar Ice Prison again after I defeated him." Mo Bing shook his head.

"That's good!" Qin Feng nodded thankfully.

The Nether Ice Lotus is the treasure of the Polar Ice Prison. There are very few warriors in the world who know the existence of the Nether Ice Lotus, and it is even rarer to have the ability to enter the Polar Ice Prison to obtain the Nether Ice Lotus.

When he was still a martial emperor, he went deep into the Polar Ice Prison and got the Nether Ice Lotus.

Back then, he did not uproot the Nether Ice Lotus, but only took a few petals. Now that ten thousand years have passed, the Nether Ice Lotus should have grown a few petals.

Mo Bing's speed is very fast. At the end of the ice field is a huge ice skeleton!

Qin Feng looked at this huge ice skeleton with a lot of emotion. The battle with him back then was still vivid in his mind. He didn't expect that when he met again, he had become a warrior in the Soul Pill Realm.

"The Earthly Python, the master of the Ice Prison!" Qin Feng looked at the sharp sword on the head of the ice skeleton. It was this sword that pierced the head of the Earthly Python and nailed the master of the Ice Prison to death on the ice field.

Ten thousand years have passed, and the corpse of the Earthly Python has been completely frozen under the severe cold of the Polar Ice Prison, but the terrifying pressure still intimidates the creatures in the Ice Prison. Even the powerful creatures in the Polar Ice Prison dare not approach.

"Mo Bing, help me take out the sword!" Qin Feng said lightly.

"Boom!" As soon as Qin Feng's voice fell, a huge tail in the clouds fell from the sky and hit the ice skeleton heavily.

Huge web-like cracks appeared on the hard ice layer, the ice shattered, and countless ice cubes fell from the sky.

"Swish!" Mo Bing swept his tail, and the sharp sword flew into the air and fell into Qin Feng's hand.

The biting cold rushed straight to Qin Feng's forehead. This sharp sword was dark blue all over, and it was made of ice!

"Old friend, we finally meet again!" Qin Feng stroked the blue sword with deep emotion.

In his previous life, he was a martial emperor who was proficient in various weapons, but he was best at swords. He not only collected famous swords from all over the world, but also forged swords by himself. This sword made of ice and full of blue is his masterpiece!

This ice is not ordinary ice, but the ancient black ice taken from the polar ice prison ten thousand meters below. It is not only extremely hard but also extremely cold. A casual wave is enough to freeze a hundred miles!

This sword is called Hanyou!

In order to forge this sword, Qin Feng even fought a life-and-death battle with the Ice Prison Master. In the end, the Ice Prison Master, who made all the warriors in the world tremble, was killed by Qin Feng!

However, the Hanyou Sword is not known to the world, and no one except Qin Feng knows that there is such a sword.

It was because Qin Feng had stabbed the Cold Sword into the body of the Earthly Python after killing it that day, and used the icy power in the Earthly Python to temper the Cold Sword.

However, things never go as planned, and Qin Feng was murdered by Zhao Huaiyi and his group, and was reborn after reincarnation for ten thousand years. The Cold Sword was forgotten in the polar ice prison, and has never been seen for ten thousand years!

"Emperor's weapon!" Even with Qin Feng's cultivation, he couldn't resist the coldness of the Cold Sword. In a moment, his right arm was completely frozen, and the coldness kept rising, and his body seemed to be frozen.

Qin Feng had no choice but to let go of the Cold Sword, and the ice on his right arm slowly disintegrated under the burning of the black flames of death.

After being tempered by the icy power in the body of the giant python in the world, the power of this Hanyou Sword is even greater than in the past, and it is no longer something that Qin Feng can use today.

"Ha!" Qin Feng jumped off Mo Bing's head, and the violent wind and snow suddenly blew on Qin Feng's body. At this moment, Qin Feng seemed to be frozen.

Relying on the temperature of the black flames of death, Qin Feng barely recovered. He walked under the mortal python with a white breath. Under the corpse of the mortal python, there was a white ice lotus. The ice lotus bloomed wantonly. Under his own light, Qin Feng couldn't feel the cold anymore.

The Youchen Ice Lotus is a treasure that condenses the essence of the polar ice!

Qin Feng used the "Emperor's Supreme Technique" to absorb a ray of light around the Youchen Ice Lotus. The biting coldness instantly froze Qin Feng's true essence and soul pills. It took a long time for Qin Feng to regain his strength. However, after being tempered by the cold light released by Youchen Ice Lotus, the true energy in the body actually became more condensed.

With Qin Feng's current level of cultivation, it would be extremely difficult for him to make further progress, but just the light released by Youchen Ice Lotus made Qin Feng go one step further.

Back then, Qin Feng had just taken away a few lotus petals and had already transformed himself into the Great Emperor realm. Now that he was only at the Soul Dan realm, the Youchen Ice Lotus would have a greater effect on him.

And this time Qin Feng is not only planning to take away a few lotus petals, he is also planning to take away the entire Youchen Ice Lotus!

He has prepared a lot to condense the martial arts body, and now this Youchen Ice Lotus has completed the last step. The martial arts body he has condensed in this life will far exceed that in the previous life!

"Mo Bing, how are you practicing in this polar ice prison?" Qin Feng shot out a few formation flags and wrapped the Youchen Ice Lotus in them.

"Replying to Lord Martial Emperor, I have been practicing the techniques that Lord Martial Emperor taught me, and I have absorbed the essence of the mortal python. My strength now should be no less than that of the mortal python!" Mo Bing replied humbly.

Mo Bing will never forget how weak he was back then. If Emperor Wu hadn't helped him, he would have died in this polar ice prison.

"Isn't it inferior to the giant python in the world? It has pretty good combat power!" Qin Feng nodded.

Even back then, he could not have imagined that the little snake he rescued had such potential, but it had only taken more than ten thousand years to grow to a level no less than the Lord of Ice Prison.

When he rescued Mo Bing and gave him the skills to practice, he wanted Mo Bing to guard the Youchen Ice Lotus and Hanyou Sword!

Sometimes animals are more affectionate than humans!

When Qin Feng was deep in the polar ice prison, a major event happened in the outside world that shocked the world!

The old Emperor of the Burial Gate died in battle, and the Burial Gate Realm was occupied by the demon clan!

The fall of the Burial Sect Realm was unexpected by the human race, and it far exceeded the expectations of the demon race!

I thought that when all the powerful monsters from the human race came out, reinforcements would inevitably come, but even though the letters asking for help from the Old Emperor of the Burial Sect were sent flying, no reinforcements came until the moment of his death.

The capture of the Burial Gate Realm made the demon clan begin to doubt the demons. This is not how the script came about.

The demon clan's plan is to overthrow the Burial Sect Realm and force the Burial Sect Emperor to negotiate peace with them, so that they may take the opportunity to stop the war with the human race.

However, the Demon Clan did not expect that the Demon Clan would be captured so easily without a fight!

The Burial Sect Realm is indeed a soft persimmon, but it is too soft, and the demon clan was crushed before it even exerted its strength!

"Is it possible that the Burial Sect Realm is too weak?"

"Is it possible to change the realm?"

Then in just three days, the Feiling World fell!

The demon race is confused, and the human race is also confused!

The demon race no longer knows what to say. We know that the human race is weak, but don’t be so weak. Three days, only three days. No matter how hard it is, you have to hold on for a few more days. If you can’t hold on, you can negotiate. We are not Won't we make peace with you?

The human race is like shit, the demon race is so strong, we still give a shit!

Those large realms don't matter, but in small realms everyone is in danger, for fear of becoming the next one!

Wherever the demon clan goes, the human race descends upon them!

The demon clan has troubles that cannot be expressed. Peace talks, won’t you fucking propose peace talks? Surrender is nothing!

Without the Ten Thousand Demon Drums, the Demon Clan would not have the confidence to go to war with Ten Thousand Worlds. Peace talks are the best strategy!

In just half a month, the demon clan actually occupied more than a dozen small realms!

The demon clan is dumbfounded, do they still want to continue fighting?