Three Hundred and Forty-Four. The Body of the Real Dragon

? Falling into the icy lake, you can clearly feel the biting cold all over your body.

But compared to the horror of facing the ice marrow of the earth veins before, it is inferior.

Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu sneaked all the way down in the icy lake, while the energy around Yan Zhaoge fluctuated, it faintly resonated with the restrictions in the icy lake.

A series of white halos spread out in the lake water, constantly agitating.

Streams of cold air gushed out from the white light stream, freezing the deep lake water, making the white light gradually become solid.

Amidst the turbulent undercurrent at the bottom of the lake, a quaint and magnificent Ice Palace appeared out of thin air, which was magnificent.

Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu couldn't help being amazed.

The sound of entering the water came from behind, and the fighters from the Tianlei Palace had already caught up.

The grand master of Yuanling, who was blocked by the pillars of the shrine earlier, had a livid face and took the lead.

Before the person entered the water, Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu were already chasing after the berserk attack.

A terrifying thunder dragon rushed into the water, and while roaring, countless bolts of lightning spread in the icy lake like a net, spreading in all directions.

Billions of jumping electric snakes quickly shuttled through the water, chasing Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu.

The violent thunderbolts continuously exploded in the water, and even generated high temperatures, making the cold air in the icy lake no longer so strong.

The Grandmaster Yuan Ling also entered the water after him, a middle-grade spiritual weapon sword in his hand raged, violent thunder came one after another, like a torrential rain, fell towards Yan Zhaoge and the others.

The thunder light raged, making the other warriors of Tianlei Palace who chased into the ice lake feel faintly numb.

Yan Zhaoge didn't even look back, the crane's wings were amazing, they could flap and accelerate even in the water, and rushed towards the ice palace at the bottom of the lake at the fastest speed.

When he and Ah Hu landed near the ice palace, streaks of white light flickered on the ice palace, forming a barrier that immediately cut off the pursuing thunder.

Yan Zhaoge came to the gate of the Ice Palace, pressed his palm on the surface of the gate of the Ice Palace, and the Gang Qi penetrated into it.

On the gate, the position where singer Yan Zhao pressed his palm, with his palm as the center,

Immediately, a quadrangular pattern with a radius of about one meter appeared.

As the pattern flickered, Yan Zhaoge's whole body seemed to melt into the ice and gradually began to disappear.

The warriors of Tianlei Palace who chased into the water were all very anxious, the grand master of Yuanling used all his strength to slash at Yan Zhaoge.

But the white lines of light around the ice palace vibrated loudly, like a behemoth that was enraged in its slumber. After blocking the light of the thunder and lightning saber, it set off a rolling cold wave and fought back.

The elder of Tianlei Hall immediately felt that he could not resist, so he could only retreat helplessly.

But under the cold wave, the water in the entire ice lake seems to have the tendency to completely freeze into ice.

As the ice and snow spread, the elders of Tianlei Palace didn't dare to hesitate at all. While shouting loudly, he dropped his middle-grade spiritual weapon sword, and with the help of instant explosive power, he broke free from the shackles of ice and snow, and then took the opportunity to rush out of the frozen lake. It was not completely frozen in the frozen lake.

And the other warriors of Tianlei Temple are also scrambling to escape from the ice lake at this time, only hating why their parents gave birth to two legs, lest they run too slowly.

Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu were at the bottom of the lake, but they were not affected by anything. Singer Yan Zhao pressed his palm on the gate of the ice palace, and his figure gradually blended into it.

Ah Hu was led by him and entered the ice palace together.

After entering the Ice Palace, Yan Zhaoge did not advance immediately, but stopped to observe the surrounding environment carefully.

The Ice Palace is tall, and the overall architectural style is extensive and open. On the walls, there are reliefs of coiled dragons, which are lifelike.

Yan Zhaoge carefully looked at the relief of the ice dragon, his eyes gradually narrowed: "The real dragon energy, the fortune of the ice dragon martial sage, apart from the relics of martial arts before the Great Destruction, it is really inseparable from the dragon clan."

Looking up and down the Ice Palace, feeling the pulsation of spiritual energy inside, Yan Zhaoge muttered to himself: "It's not the burial place of the Ice Dragon Martial Saint, but more like his former residence."

Ah Hu asked: "Young Master, the Ice Dragon Martial Saint should be one of the earliest Martial Saints in the Eight Great Worlds. After the Great Destruction, Martial Arts started again, right?"

Yan Zhaoge nodded: "That's right, he is from the same era as Kai Tianweng, the founder of our sect, and one of the first batch of martial saints in the Eight Great Worlds after the Great Destruction."

"It's just that it's not like Patriarch Tianweng and some other seniors of our sect re-founded the martial arts path of the Eight Great Worlds."

"Ice Dragon Martial Sage is used to walking alone, has little contact with the world, and has no legacy of martial arts. His life and death are a mystery, and his whereabouts are a mystery. It is like a flash in history."

"However, this cannot conceal its legendary color. After the Great Destruction, the eight great worlds are indeed number one."

Yan Zhaoge folded his arms around his chest and looked at the Ice Palace in front of him: "Because there are so many mysteries, many people are concerned about his whereabouts and what this powerful Martial Saint is doing."

"Unfortunately, there are too few clues left by him. It was not until recent years that there were no traces to follow."

While Yan Zhaoge was talking, the information he had received at the beginning resurfaced in his mind: "The stars gather, the dragons enter the sea, the ancient and cold abyss, the scales startling the moon..."

"The whereabouts of this person may involve more things."

Gathering his thoughts, Yan Zhaoge continued to move forward: "Let's go, let's see if there is anything valuable left in the former residence of this veteran martial artist."

All the way forward, passing through the heavy ice and snow, Yan Zhaoge and the two came to the center of the ice palace.

As soon as I stepped in here, there was a billowing cold air blowing in my face.

Yan Zhaoge looked carefully, and saw a thick icicle standing in the center of the palace, as if supporting the ice palace.

Seeing the appearance of the icicles clearly, Yan Zhaoge's pupils suddenly contracted.

The icicle is transparent, and a huge black shadow is sealed inside.

It was the corpse of a dragon!

It is not the ice dragon skeleton found in the Luliao Mountains of Eastern Tang in the early years, but a complete corpse of a real dragon.

Dragon claws, dragon scales, dragon beard, dragon tail... everything is available.

In addition to being lifeless, everything else is intact, frozen in icicles, as if just falling into a deep sleep, and looks lifelike.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, "Good guy, this trip alone is worthwhile."

Ah Hu looked at it even more and salivated: "My son, you are a real guy, with such a complete dragon body, in the eight great worlds after the Great Destruction, there is no one else except the body of a water dragon obtained by the founder of Bihai City back then, right? "

Yan Zhaoge nodded: "That's right, that's right."

He looked around and said, "Although the soldiers of the Ice Dragon Martial Sage did not stay here, it is also beneficial to harvest such a real dragon corpse."

Yan Zhaoge withdrew his mind from the icicle, and began to examine his surroundings further.

In the main hall, there seems to be a huge seat made of pure ice, shining with brilliance. (To be continued.)