一女战三老外一女战三黑人

The courtyard was dense with shadows, high walls standing tall.

After traversing a profound path, one could catch sight of a bay of azure trees, exuding their unique color and charm under the overcast sky.

The way opened up ahead, revealing an elegant pavilion by a clear lake, where, had the weather not been foul, birds might have sung, and the scenery would have been pleasant.

Beyond the pavilion and lake lay the silver estate.

The man in the mask’s gaze grew intense at this point, as if numerous memories flooded his mind, the expectations and enthusiasm he once held shattered to pieces here, turning into anguish and madness, making his eyes reveal everything in his heart!

“If possible, please leave her remains for me to treasure,” the masked man finally spoke.

Du Cheng and Li Kongxi were stunned.

Du Cheng soon burst into laughter, slapping the man on the back, “This wish will surely be fulfilled. I hadn’t realized you were so obsessed with her. She was nothing more than a woman wielding power. In our Sect Palace, you’ll enjoy endless glory and a tireless supply of beauties!”

Li Kongxi eyed the man in the mask with a sense of panic stirring in his heart.

Why did his voice sound so familiar?

“There’s someone on the lakeside pavilion,” the gaunt man then said.

As the light of dawn faintly shone, without careful observation, one might have missed the figure in the pavilion, standing there like a spring visitor, dressed in a clean robe, his hair pitch black.

What drew attention was the immaculate, pure white Exquisite Dragon lying at his shoulder.

The man was refined and peaceful, while the White Dragon appeared regal, the pair standing between the pavilion and the lake exuding a sense of poetry and beauty.

However, both the man and the White Dragon’s eyes emitted a light far less gentle than they seemed.

“By a stroke of fate, you must be here to kill my lady,” the man walked towards them across the pavilion bridge.

As he moved, the hazy sky gently began to shed numerous exquisite velvet snowflakes, flocking down like sacred feathers, filling the Li Imperial Palace’s pavilions and towers.

Soon, the rooftop edges, cupolas, and stone steps were blanketed in the soundless, enchanting snow.

Continuing forward, the frost surrounding the White Dragon Prince transformed into numerous Ice Spirits, flitting like butterflies. They were pure and holy, part of them clustering around them as mysterious snow guards, and part spreading freely, lightly touching the lake water, sparking the tranquil and beautiful bloom of ice orchids.

As ice orchids touched each other, the lake unknowingly became a painting, aside from the man on the bridge who continued to slowly walk, everything else appeared to have fallen into a hushed silence.

“Zhu Minglang!” the masked man spat out this name like a vengeful demon.

“So, you’re the beggar who cavorted with the Female Monarch in the dungeon. Seems the rumors were wrong,” Du Cheng eyed Zhu Minglang with a malicious gaze, his tone teasing, “But you’re nothing more than a commoner.”

Zhu Minglang laughed.

With the sky and earth embracing ice, every living thing frozen, to call such a poetic, picture-esque realm ‘mundane’ indeed.

If your sight is poor, you can dig them out and give them to my Bai Qi to play with as glass marbles.

“Young master, it seems the situation has changed. Don’t get tangled up with this nameless junior; go ahead and take care of Li Yunzi,” the sole female among the Four Heroes of the Clan Palace said at that moment.

This woman looked to be in her thirties, her complexion pale, lips a vibrant red. Despite the warm weather, she was wrapped in countless layers of cloth, her appearance somewhat bloated and eccentric.

“Luo Xiao, this man is yours now,” Du Cheng laughed heartily. “I believe you will let him taste the agony of being worse than dead, after all, he has defiled your goddess!”

After speaking, Du Cheng, leading the four powerhouses, continued to walk toward the silver annex.

However, the masked man also stepped toward Zhu Minglang, his body seeming to ooze a molten liquid, and soon after, a large pool of the fiery red substance spread on the ground.

The liquid ignited like oil hitting fire, burning fiercely with flames high enough to surpass the hedges.

Amid the blazing fire, a bronze-golden creature appeared as if summoned from hell itself. Its majestic frame stood firm within the roaring flames, the terrifying aura emanating as if it carried a hundred spirits from purgatory, extremely fearsome!

“Take a good look at who I am!!” Luo Xiao’s anger surged from within as he stood atop the dragon horn.

He pulled off his mask, preparing to glare at Zhu Minglang.

But the bridge was empty; the Minglang that had been there before summoning the fire dragon had disappeared in an instant.

He’s run away???

While Luo Xiao stood dumbfounded, by the lakeside path, Du Cheng and the Four Heroes of the Clan Palace frowned one after another, their gaze fixed on Zhu Minglang and the White Dragon that now stood before them.

Luo Xiao turned his head, only to see Zhu Minglang completely ignoring him, and he felt like a volcano about to erupt!!!

Purgatory Fire!

He had survived a brush with death on Ancient Mountain, obtaining this unparalleled Purgatory Fire. His once Gold-plated Fire Dragon had also become the Purgatory Dragon; he was no longer the same as before!

He intended for Zhu Minglang to become the first sacrifice to the fire dragon!!

“Take a good look at yourself,” Du Cheng said disdainfully as he saw Zhu Minglang blocking their path again. “To us, some Dragon Shepherds are less than beggars, nothing but tail-wagging, begging dogs!”

“Elder brethren, you go deal with Li Yunzi; Luo Xiao and I will take care of this nuisance dog first.”

The four stalwarts immediately dispersed, charging into different parts of the annex.

But Zhu Minglang had no intention of letting anyone past; he gently stroked the White Dragon’s neck, its fur like tassels, as if he had already set a trap from the start.

“Ice Space World!”

With a low chant, the snowy world suddenly quivered, and from the murky snow-filled sky, a silver waterfall cascaded down, pouring with slow-moving ice crystal particles like mercury being poured.

Countless ice particles connected into a waterfall, into a curtain, just hanging there between the annex and the pavilion lake, crystal clear enough to see through the Ice Space Curtain, but one could feel the divide, as if completely separating a whole different world!

The four stalwarts stopped below the Ice Space World, looking shocked at the impassable Silver Waterfall Ice Curtain, then turned their gaze to the White Dragon Prince…

“This Dragon Shepherd’s realm is not low, be careful!” said the gaunt man among the four stalwarts.

“Then let’s sever his head as a condolence gift for Li Yunzi!” Du Cheng said coldly.

However, before the four could act, Luo Xiao, riding the Purgatory Dragon, already charged forward in a blaze of fury.

The tempestuous and capricious bronze-golden Giant Dragon raised its head, charging towards Zhu Minglang, while from its mouth gushed a fountain of Purgatory Fire magma!