Invincible Starts From One Punch Martial Arts

   Chapter 478 Snow Emperor, Zi Linglong, Gong Qingyao

   On the top of the mountain, it is not only cold, but also very stressful.

  Xue Wuhen felt like he was carrying a huge mountain on his back, and at the same time he had to endure the freezing and biting wind.

  Clothed and hunted, the wind blew his frantic long hair, revealing his handsome but somewhat pale face, and the cold wind blew on his face like a blade.

   "Made, it's fortunate that I have a thick skin, or else I'd have to be torn apart by this gust of wind!"

"Isn't it just a beginner? Do you want to do such a thing, climbing a mountain? Your mother, this is a game for people with strong physical bodies like Xia Wuji and Xia Hu. You play this immortal like me, this is not an embarrassment. person?"

   "Have the ability to let Lao Tzu come to comprehend your top swordsmanship. If I can't comprehend it... then continue to comprehend it!"

  Xue Wuhen cursed in his heart.

   But his face still showed an indifferent look, he raised his feet and walked towards the Ice Palace.

  The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the steps are calm, as if this is not a biting cold wind, but a warm spring breeze.

   It looked like it was less than a mile away from the gate of the Ice Palace, but Xue Wuhen walked for a full hour.

   Just when he stretched out his hand to stick to the gate of the Ice Palace, Shangguan Wencheng and the other bigwigs all had hot eyes, even a little nervous.

  He, can you go in?

Of the nine hundred and two in front of   , none of them succeeded, and all of them failed.

   And there is only one result of failure, that is, it is pierced by the ice palace Wanjian, and the dead body is turned into powder.

  Crumble~

   The gate of the Ice Palace made a soft sound.

  Shangguan Wencheng and the others groaned in their hearts, staring at Xue Wuhen in the light curtain.

  Xue Wuhen looked ugly.

   The gate of this ice palace is bone-chilling, and the hands that are attached to the gate are frozen to death, as if the bones are frozen and the soul is frozen.

   "Hey! Open for Lao Tzu—"

  Xue Wuhen glared angrily and pushed hard.

   In this ice palace on Xuefeng, the gate that had been closed for 300,000 years was pushed open with a bang.

  A huge suction force sucked Xue Wuhen, who was caught off guard, into it all at once.

   All the big guys in Xuejianmen stood up at once, all of them blushing and excited.

   "Snow Emperor~ is back!"

   Shangguan Wencheng shouted excitedly.

   "Hahaha, the Snow Emperor is back! Our Xuejian goalkeeper once again leads the Tianjian Thirteen Provinces for an era... No, it is beyond the Tianjian Thirteen Provinces!"

   "The Golden List, the Golden List in a thousand years, our Xuejianmen will regain the top three in the Golden List!"

   "What are the top three, clearly the first!"

   "Yes! First! Hahaha..."

   A group of elders laughed wildly.

Although the Great Elder Wu Han was equally excited, he was more calm, and sighed slightly: "If the Xue Emperor came back a thousand years earlier, perhaps our Xuejianmen would be able to lose less in the next ten thousand years of catastrophe. , and even through this catastrophe, our Xuejianmen can rise again."

  Sect Master Shangguan Wencheng had a different opinion with the Great Elder Wu Han. He smiled and said, "This catastrophe will only begin in five hundred years. During these five hundred years, the Snow Emperor may not be able to rise again."

  Wu Han was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "What do you mean? Can the Snow Emperor re-cultivate to the peak of Jinxian in five hundred years?"

   The other elders were also very surprised.

   Five hundred years, from the cultivation of the fairyland to the golden immortal, this is simply impossible.

  500 years, it is not enough for some people to cultivate from the first level of the fairyland to the ninth level, let alone to cross the four major realms, this is simply nonsense.

   "Hehe, it's impossible for others, but not the Snow Emperor. Because...he is the Snow Emperor!"

   Shangguan Wencheng smiled and said meaningfully.

   Snow Emperor?

   Yes, everyone knows he is the Snow Emperor.

   But so what?

   Everyone was confused for a while.

   Seeing a group of elders who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years are stupid to death, Shangguan Wencheng's face suddenly turned ugly, and he roared: "Have you forgotten that the Snow Emperor is the real Immortal Emperor!!!"

   Everyone's minds suddenly flashed like a bolt of lightning.

Yes! The Snow Emperor is the Immortal Emperor!

  Emperor Xue walked out of Xuejianmen. He entered the Xuejian Sect of the Upper Immortal Region and became the Immortal Emperor.

   It was only when he finally attacked the Immortal Venerable that he chose to reincarnate because of the lack of avenues.

   He was not reincarnated from Jinxian!

   As a former Immortal Emperor, five hundred years from cultivation in the human fairyland to Jinxian, I am afraid that is enough!

In the    Ice Palace, there is not the coldness that Xue Wuhen imagined, nor is it a hall, but an ocean-like source of the Great Dao, and his whole person is sunk in the source of the Great Dao.

   The law of human beings and immortals quickly condensed, and it was easy to break through in just an hour.

   At the moment of the breakthrough, the seal in his mind was broken.

  Boom...the vast memory floods into my mind...

   After half a day, Xue Wuhen opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and boundless, and it only became clear after a while.

   grinned: "It's just a big dream, it turned out to be reincarnation! I am the Snow Emperor...hehe."

   "Xia Wuji, I see how you can surpass me this time, hehehe..."

  …

   Spirit Domain.

   King's Landing Hall.

  Zi Linglong stood on the window sill, a pair of beautiful eyes quietly looking at the distant distance, his eyes seemed to see the human fairyland through the heaven and earth.

   "Xia Wuji, will you come to me?"

  …

   Floating Xianzhou.

In the inner gate of the Piaoling Sword Sect, in an independent martial arts field, a little girl of about three or four years old, looking like a pink and jade carving, was practicing her spear. The long spear, which was about 10 meters long, was as flexible as a snake in her hand, and the spear tip stabbed to death. Underneath, thousands of guns flashed.

   It is said that at such a young age, practicing such superb marksmanship will surely make parents very happy.

   But Gong Yulian, who was not far away, had a look of melancholy.

"Father, why don't you say that Qingyao doesn't like practicing swords? It's good, beautiful, and convenient to practice swords. There are many swordsmanships in our sect, and there are even many ancient swordsmanships, but she prefers spear... ... a girl who plays with a gun and is so ugly, so long, so ugly."

   The middle-aged man beside him was Gong Yingjian, the suzerain of the Piaoling Sword Sect, frowning slightly.

   These words came out of the daughter's mouth, which seemed a little awkward.

   He then smiled and said, "Qingyao is not an ordinary child. Have you ever seen a child who can speak three days after birth? He will leave in one month, and will read and study by himself in three months?"

   When it was mentioned that her daughter would speak in three days, Gong Yulian blinked her eyes, and she still felt a little incredible.

   At that time, in order to name the child, I thought of several names. After deciding on one of them, the child suddenly spoke by herself. She only said two words: "Qingyao".

   At that time, she didn't care, and called her the name she had already thought of, but she didn't care at all. Only when it was called "Qingyao" would she look at you with her beautiful big eyes.

  In the end, Gong Yingjian decided to call him "Qingyao", and his full name was "Gong Qingyao".

   (end of this chapter)