Chapter 1371

As night fell, countless lights were lit in the ice and snow city. From the sky, it also had a beautiful feeling as bright as the Milky way. However, because the weather is too cold, no pedestrians can be seen in the streets and alleys as soon as it is dark. If someone walks occasionally, it's also in a hurry. I don't know what's urgent.

A young man came out of a clothing store, wearing a thick cotton padded jacket and a black hood on his head, with only a pair of eyes exposed from head to foot.

The owner of the clothing store stood at the door and waved to the young man: "friend, remember to come to me for a drink next time when you come to ice and snow city."

The young man didn't look back, just waved his hand and went away in the twinkling of an eye.

The young man paid a penny to hitchhike back to Ning Tao in the ice and snow city. After seeing off Shenzhou, kindness and song Qingyin, he followed the owner of the clothing store back to the clothing store, bought his cotton padded jacket, drank some wine with the boss, and didn't go out until dark.

Considering that the strange things that happened in ice and snow city are likely to be related to the goddess of wisdom himia, he had to be careful. The reason why he chose to act at night is that the fairy catcher can't act at night. Even if himia, the goddess of wisdom, comes down and doesn't have the help of the fairy catcher, he won't be afraid of her.

The sky suddenly began to snow, and the goose feather snowflakes fell in succession, and the street lights on the street became more and more dim. In such a weather, for ordinary people, they can't see a few meters away.

The weather is just right for doing some secret things.

Ning Tao continued to walk in the direction of the city Lord's residence.

"Will that wusheng have been controlled by the goddess of wisdom Simia? Go into his head later and see what happened to him." Ning Tao pondered the plan as he walked.

The city Lord's mansion is getting closer and closer.

The sound of neat footsteps suddenly came from the wind and snow.

Only when the army marches can it be so neat.

Ning Tao's feet are gently on the ground. There is no trace left on the snow, but others have flown to the roof of a house on the street.

As soon as he climbed down on the roof and shielded his breath, a team of 100 city guards passed through the street in front of the house. Those city guards were all dressed in white fairy armor and armed with battle axes and shields. They all looked very powerful.

The army of ice and snow city did not participate in the war between the Japanese Dynasty and the kingdom of heaven and Nanwu swamp. Ning Tao knows little about the city. At present, this is the first time to see an army of 100 people in ice and snow city. According to his observation, the strength, equipment and momentum of these immortal martial arts are very good, and they are not inferior to zhixianer's divine crane regiment at all.

The leader of the team was a fairy. He walked beside the team and lectured: "you all cheer up for me. How can you collapse one by one? Didn't you eat? Tell me who you are!"

One by one Xianwu roared: "we are frost warriors! Our mission is to defend the ice city - Roar ha!"

Obviously, the roar is the final deterrent to the enemy. I'm afraid it can also boost the morale of the enemy if it is often used.

Of course, this is only for Xianwu of the same level. If it is for God, let alone slogan and roar to boost morale, even beating chicken blood is useless.

The immortal who led the team said again: "the city master has ordered that there may be suspicious people sneaking into the ice and snow city and plotting against the law in the near future. Open your eyes to me and don't miss any suspicious people!"

"Roar!" Hundreds of frost warriors roared again.

Ning Tao said in his heart: "the suspicious person? It can't be me? If it's me, Wu Sheng, the leader of the ice and snow city, may really have something to do with what's in front of him."

Who is he?

He is the king of the fairy land. He used to be the fairy king, but now he is the God King.

Wu Shengming knew that he would come. Instead of arranging people to meet him, he imposed martial law on the whole city. Isn't it clear that he will not be the king of God?

Ning Tao doesn't really care about this, but hundreds of thousands of people in the ice and snow city have mysterious sand of death in their minds. If it has something to do with wusheng, he will be damned.

The hundred man patrol went away in an instant.

Ning Tao came down from the roof and continued to sneak towards the city Lord's residence.

Along the way, he met two teams of ice warrior patrols, but this obstacle didn't exist for him at all. He easily avoided it, and then came to the center of ice and snow city. Wusheng's city master's house is in the central city, at the intersection of several streets.

Entering the central urban area, Ning Tao felt something wrong.

There is not even a light in such a large urban area, and there is no pedestrian in the street. There is no sound except the sound of wind and snow. This place is like a place where one is dead.

Ning Tao walked against the wind and flew to the city master's house without touching the ground, while observing the surrounding situation with his divine eye.

There is no one in the houses on both sides of the street. To be exact, there are no living people. From the characteristics of death he saw with his divine eyes, the vast majority of the houses were occupied by people, but they were not living people. The immortal people in the central urban area were dead.

Ning Tao couldn't help his curiosity. He stopped in front of a house, opened the door and went in.

The room was quiet. Through the main room, he came to a bedroom.

In the bedroom lay two immortals, a man and a woman, who looked very young and seemed to be a couple.

The young couple had died, but they died abnormally. Their skin was shiny black and dead.

Ning Tao came to the bed and put his hand on the man's forehead. His tentacles were cold. The dead gas on the body climbed up along his hand and wanted to get into his body.

Ning Tao ignored it directly, and his mind moved. A trace of good fortune went into the master's mind.

The scene in the master's brain came out in his mind.

It's a dead brain without any thinking activity. Brain cells, which were supposed to be white, have also become dark, like particles of coal.

Finally, his mind came to the sand of death again, which surprised him.

The sand of death is like a seed. It is rooted in the master's brain and sprouts. Some black energy roots have spread to the master's brain, and it also shows signs of cracking slightly.

Is it really a seed?

Ning Tao's mind intrudes into the crack of the sand of death.

But without waiting for his mind to enter the crack and peep into the situation inside, the runes engraved on the sand of death suddenly lit up. A powerful death energy, a poisonous snake, rushed at him. At the same time, the man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. There was no white in those eyes, but two dark eyes, emitting a frightening light!

"Fake corpses?" Ning Tao gave a cold hum, and the divine thought drove the trace of creation to lock the grain of death sand and pull it out of the male master's brain.

Pulled out of the sand of the death with the its energy roots, slightly engraved runes glitter with the divine golden light. It was imprisoned in the void by Ning Tao's creative power. It kept struggling and wanted to return to its host's body.

Ning Tao's mind moved, another trace of the power of creation flew out, and plunged into the crack of the sand of death.

A strange scene emerged in Ning Tao's mind.

The soul of the male master is imprisoned in the sand of death, and he is integrated with the rune slightly engraved on the sand of death. He struggled, but he couldn't get rid of the rune to refine him. The inner space of the sand of death is full of his resentment and hatred, as well as death energy.

The corpse of the male master is like nutritious soil, living and dying, and constantly providing death energy to the sand of death. The soul of the male master is the nutrient soil of the mysterious Rune slightly engraved on the sand of death. The rune devours the soul of the male master, lights itself up, and then evolves into a rune with soul!

Ning Tao suddenly remembered what he saw in the brain tissue of the two rock gods. The brain tissue like golden soup imprisoned the souls of many gods, who were refined into runes.

At that time, he couldn't understand what was going on. Now he finally understood the origin of those runes!

The gods of Shenshan fell, and the souls of the gods did not go to the immortal hall to drink and sing, but were refined into runes by the sand of death!

The sand of death refining the soul of the gods is certainly not the ordinary sand of death in front of him, but the higher sand of death, that is, the material like golden soup he obtained from the heads of the two rock gods!

After he got the two groups of materials like golden soup from the heads of the two rock gods, the two groups of things have been bothering him and can't be decrypted. Unexpectedly, an ordinary body has helped him solve the secret that bothered him!

Sometimes the truth is in a humble corner, dressed in an ordinary coat.

The sand of death suspended in the void is still struggling, and the body of the man lying on the bed trembles endlessly, as if he would get up from the bed and bite at any time.

"I'll pass you." Ning Tao explored his hand, pinched the sand of death with his thumb and index finger, and then squeezed it hard.

The sand of death was broken and turned into a little powder, and the illuminated Rune disappeared. A wisp of soul energy flew around Ning Tao, and then disappeared.

Ning Tao's palm dropped a fire, and the man's body turned gray and disappeared completely.

At this time, the hostess lying on a bed suddenly opened her eyes, and her dark eyes released a disturbing light. Ning Tao was a God, but she was not afraid. The next second she opened her eyes, she stretched out her hands to pinch Ning Tao's neck.

Ning Tao slapped it, and the fire burned, and the hostess's body turned into a mass of ash.

When he opened his mouth and blew, a grain of sand of death appeared, and the energy roots wriggled, as if looking for the host's body,

He pressed his finger down.

The sand of death was crushed.

He left the couple's house and walked to the city hall in the wind and snow.

There was no lamp in the city master's residence. It was like a Ghost Castle under the darkness.