Chapter 710

Chapter Seven Hundred and Ten

The old patriarch of Beiyuan Snow Clan looked extremely sad, tears streaming down his face, as if he had vented all the depression in his heart for so many years.

Xiao Chao couldn't help being moved when he heard this.

Because it's a total racial tragedy.

"Yue'er actually took advantage of my unpreparedness to obtain the Beiyuan God's Token that I sealed up, and also got the inheritance, so what can I do?"

The old patriarch of the Northern Snow Clan said.

"Then... that can't kill her, there might be a way before the last step!"

Martial God Beiluo roared, but there was even a hint of hesitation on his face.

After all, the other party is an ancient martial god. An incarnation created the entire Beiyuan Snow Clan, which is like a dragon. It is undoubtedly a dream to crack his backhand.

Of course I didn't want to kill her.

"What you said is too simple, but ask yourself, is it really possible?

And, you can be patient and find a way.

But, but I am the patriarch of the Beiyuan Snow Clan!

Beiyuan Snow Clan, so many senior demon gods, for the sake of Beiyuan Snow Clan, they practiced martial arts in the courtyard to protect the clansmen. Can I destroy the Beiyuan Snow Clan for my daughter! "

The old patriarch of Beiyuan Snow Clan cried bitterly.

Having said this, Martial God Hokatsuki also fell silent completely.

Now, he finally understood the difficulties and pains of the old chief of the Beiyuan Snow Clan.

"It was me, I was the one who killed Yue'er. If it wasn't for me to break through the Martial God Realm, if Yue'er didn't go back and violate the rules of the Beiyuan Snow Clan and try to steal the Beiyuan God's Order, nothing would happen!"

In the end, Martial God Beiluo could only blame himself.

"Forget it, all of this is just God's will!"

The old patriarch of the North Plains Snow Clan saw the appearance of Martial God Beiluo, and instead began to persuade him to come.

Martial God Hokatsu calmed down a little, but his expression was still sad.

"This time, I have something to ask you!"

The old patriarch of the Northern Snow Clan said.

"whats the matter?"

Martial God Beiluo asked.

"There is still the blood of the demon god within the Beiyuan Divine Order, and it is a disaster to seal it within the Beiyuan Snow Clan, so I want to transfer it to you and let you seal it for me.

But don't worry, the demon god's blood within the Beiyuan Divine Order is only valid for our Beiyuan Snow Clan, and will not harm the disciples of Fomalhaut's sect! "

The old patriarch of the Snow Clan in Beiyuan said.

"Let me guard it!"

Martial God Beiluo glanced at Beiyuan Shenling, the expression in his eyes was very complicated.

Without the Beiyuan Divine Order, he would not be able to comprehend the supreme mentality of the Beiyuan Snow Clan within the Beiyuan Divine Order, and he would not be able to become a martial god.

However, without the Beiyuan Divine Order, Lan Yue would not have died.

Therefore, Martial God Beiluo loves and hates this Beiyuan Divine Token.

"Why don't you simply seal the Beiyuan Divine Order to the deep sea, or a deep mountain, so that it will never have a chance to reappear, that would be great!"

Beiluo Wushen questioned.

"no."

The old patriarch of Beiyuan Snow Clan shook his head.

"Although the Beiyuan Divine Token was made hastily, it is a precious artifact, and a lot of the blood essence of the God of War has been incorporated into it. The breath is amazing. It is very tempting to the monster race and human beings. It cannot be hidden in the deep sea or deep mountains.

And with our strength, we can't seal the Beiyuan God's Token. We can only let the patriarchs of the past keep it and guard it carefully.

But I have learned a lot, and now I feel that the Beiyuan Shenling cannot be placed in the Beiyuan Snow Clan.

I believe in you, so I want you to keep it! "

The old patriarch of Beiyuan Snow Clan replied.

After hesitating for a long time, Martial God Beiluo finally grabbed the Beiyuan Divine Token and said, "Okay, the Beiyuan Snow Clan is Yue'er's race. For Yue'er, I am willing to guard the Beiyuan Divine Token!"

"That's good!"

The old patriarch of Beiyuan Snow Clan breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, the Beiyuan Snow Clan has lasted for 90,000 years, but thinking about it, it will be difficult for my Fomalhaut sect to last for 10,000 years. By then, if the Beiyuan Divine Order is lost..."

Martial God Beiluo hesitated.

"Don't worry, when your Fomalhaut Sect is about to perish, you can come to our Beiyuan Snow Clan.

I have already explained that in the future, as long as Fomalhaut comes with the Beiyuan Divine Order, the Beiyuan Snow Clan will definitely do their best to rebuild Fomalhaut! "

The old patriarch of Beiyuan Snow Clan promised.

"Is that so!"

After hearing this, Martial God Beiluo nodded.

Guarding the Beiyuan God's Order for the Beiyuan Snow Clan can protect the group of loved ones and at the same time leave a glimmer of life for the sect that he has worked so hard to create.

"Okay, then it's a deal!"

Martial God Beiluo agreed, and then experimented, and found that the Beiyuan God's Token was really strange, and it couldn't be put into the storage bag, so it could only be kept close to the body to prevent it.

Seeing that Martial God Beiluo put away the Beiyuan Divine Order, the old patriarch of the Beiyuan Snow Clan finally let go of a big stone in his heart. After that, he walked slowly between the ice coffins, and looked at Lan Yue in the ice coffin with pity. .

"Ah Yue, it's all father's fault, but father had to do this..."

The old patriarch of Beiyuan Snow Clan muttered to himself.

After a long time, the old patriarch of Beiyuan Snow Clan's expression suddenly changed, and finally he slapped Lan Yue's body with his palm.

Xiao Chao was greatly surprised by this turn of events.

Martial God Hokraaku was obviously also taken aback, but Martial God Hokatsu was already in the realm of a majestic Martial God, even though he was abrupt, he still easily stopped Lan Yue.

"what are you doing?"

Martial God Beiluo roared in shock.

"Yue'er will die soon, but which drop of blood has already integrated into her body, if you keep it, you may have endless troubles!"

The old patriarch of the Snow Clan in Beiyuan said.

"You have killed your own daughter with your own hands, don't you even leave her a complete body now!"

Beiluo Wushen questioned.

The old patriarch of the Snow Clan in Beiyuan stood up for a while, and his face showed a painful struggle. It was obviously a battle between heaven and man, and an ideological struggle.

Just under this kind of thought struggle, I saw his expression changing continuously.

Not long after, he suddenly let out a muffled snort, and spurted out a big mouthful of blue blood, and then the true energy above his body suddenly spread, and quickly spilled into the nearby space.

The old patriarch of the Beiyuan Snow Clan beheaded his own daughter, and the demons survived. The most important point was that he had nothing to love in life, and he didn't want to live anymore, so he let the demons grow up and ignored them.

Now, he was once again at war between heaven and man, his thoughts were racing, and finally he couldn't control it.

On the side, Martial God Beiluo was shocked and rushed over to treat him, but the old chief of the Beiyuan Snow Clan didn't want to live anymore, and finally the treatment was ineffective, and he died soon after.

In this way, the screen ends.

"Unexpectedly, it turned out to be like this in the end. The patriarch of the majestic Snow Clan in Beiyuan, with one foot as fast as a demon god, died like this!"

Seeing this, Xiao Chao couldn't help showing regret.

"The old patriarch of the Snow Clan in Beiyuan died, it seems that the body of the little princess has also been preserved!"

Xiao Chao looked at the ice coffin again.

The afterimage of the old head of the Snow Clan in Beiyuan dissipated, and the afterimage of Martial God Beiluo affectionately climbing on the ice coffin once again appeared in the ice palace.