Chapter 501: Subjugating the Ice God Palace

"Who are you? Why are you peeking at our Ice God Palace?"

The beautiful woman in white palace clothes stopped outside Yang Feng Yu Mi and asked loudly with a solemn look on her face.

"My name is Yang Feng, a monk passing by the Emerald Plain!"

"I came to the Ice God Palace this time, and I want the Ice God Palace to surrender to me and serve me!"

Looking at the beautiful woman in palace attire not far away, Yang Feng said in a calm tone.

"Let our Ice God Palace surrender to you and serve you?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Hmph! I want to test your level and see what qualifications you have to make our Ice God Palace surrender!"

As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, the woman in palace clothes flashed in her eyes and shouted loudly with an evil look on her face.

After saying that, the woman in palace clothes moved, turned into a white afterimage, and rushed towards Yang Feng.

When she pounced on Yang Feng, streams of pure mana poured out from the woman in palace attire, condensed into a long sword, and slashed straight towards Yang Feng.

Facing the attack from the woman in palace attire, Yang Feng's expression remained unchanged, his hands formed into palms, and he clapped forward.

Immediately afterwards, a huge palm shadow shot out from Yang Feng's palm, met the condensed long sword of the palace-dressed woman, and easily smashed it into pieces, turning into little bits of light and disappearing into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, the huge palm shadow struck the woman in palace clothes with unabated force, causing her to let out a shrill scream, and was thrown backwards, spitting out a large mouthful of bright red blood.

At this time, Yang Feng disappeared in a flash and appeared in front of the woman in palace clothes. He stretched out his hand, pinched the neck of the woman in palace clothes, and said in a cold tone:

"If I didn't show mercy just now, you would be dead!"

"Now, you have two choices, surrender or die!"

As he spoke, waves of cold murderous intent emanated from Yang Feng's body, causing the woman in palace clothes to change her face. She immediately said loudly: "I choose to surrender!"

Hearing the words of the woman in palace attire, Yang Feng smiled slightly, and with a thought, he condensed a spiritual brand and flew towards the mind of the woman in palace attire.

Sensing Yang Feng's spiritual brand, the woman's face changed drastically. After a slight hesitation, she gritted her teeth and let go of her spiritual defense, allowing Yang Feng's spiritual brand to enter the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness and fuse her soul with her. The only one who controls his life and death.

After taking control of the life and death of the palace-dressed woman, Yang Feng released his grip on her neck.

At this time, thick beams of light rose from around the Ice God Palace.

A huge protective shield protects the Ice Palace.

Immediately afterwards, an old woman wearing a black robe walked out from the depths of the Ice God Palace, mobilized the magic power in her body, manipulated the Ice God Palace's formation, and condensed a 10-foot-long black spear towards Yang Feng's body. 껗Stab away quickly.

Facing the attack of the black spear, Yang Feng's expression remained unchanged. He formed a palm with his hand and clapped it out. A huge palm shadow shot out to meet the black spear.

boom!

In a violent roar, the huge palm shadows and the black spears collided together. The black spears were overwhelmed and shattered instantly, turning into dots of light and disappearing invisible.

"Break it for me!"

At this time, Yang Feng gave a light drink, and the Qiankun Furnace flew out from the sea of ​​consciousness and bombarded the formation of Ice God Palace.

Boom!

Along with a violent roar, the formation of the Ice God Palace instantly shattered, turned into countless rays of light, and disappeared into nothingness.

The old woman in black robe who controlled the formation was severely injured in an instant, spitting out a large mouthful of bright red blood, and her combat effectiveness was drastically reduced.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng chuckled lightly and put the Qiankun Furnace into the sea of ​​consciousness, turning it into a stream of light and heading straight towards the black-robed woman.

Soon, Yang Feng came to the woman in black robe, and a pure magic power came out of her body, turning into a rope, tying up the woman in black robe, making her unable to move at all, and turning her into a lamb to be slaughtered. .

"You now have two choices, surrender to me and serve me!"

"Or, be killed by me and turn into ashes!"

Looking at the woman in black robe in front of him, Yang Fengyu threatened coldly.

"I am willing to surrender to you and serve you!"

After hearing Yang Feng's threat and feeling the cold murderous intent in Yang Feng's body, the old woman's expression changed drastically. After a slight hesitation, she chose to surrender.

After all, she had finally cultivated to the realm of immortality, and she didn’t want to die early!

놌Submission to the strong is nothing compared to death!

After receiving the old woman's affirmative answer, Yang Feng chuckled, condensed a spiritual brand, and put 껣녈 into the old woman's sea of ​​consciousness, merging the souls deep in the sea of ​​consciousness into one, controlling her life and death. .

The palace-dressed woman is the master of the Ice God Palace, and the old woman is the elder of the Ice God Palace. The two of them are the only immortal monks in the Ice God Palace, and they are also the controllers of the Ice God Palace.

After the two became Yang Feng's soul slaves, the Ice God Palace naturally fell into Yang Feng's control.

However, Yang Feng is not very interested in Ice God Palace.

Yang Feng controls the Ice God Palace and goes looking for ancient treasures whenever he wants.

"According to the treasure map, the ancient treasure should be buried here!"

Following the marks on the treasure map, Yang Feng came to a quiet valley behind the Ice God Palace, carefully observed the situation in the valley, and whispered softly.

Amid the mutterings, Yang Feng's consciousness came out and he searched carefully.

Soon, Yang Feng discovered some details on the rock wall on one side of the valley.

"Mahamudra!"

Looking at the rock wall on one side of the valley, Yang Feng shouted softly, and the mana in his body surged. A huge handprint took shape in the void, and with terrifying power, it bombarded the rock wall of the valley.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amidst the violent roars, the rock wall on one side of the valley was destroyed by the huge handprint, revealing a large hole thousands of meters deep. A portal with a blue glow was suspended in the large hole, clearly entering Yang Feng's sense.

"Is this the portal leading to the ancient treasure?"

Looking at the portal with a blue glow, Yang Feng muttered softly.

After a mutter, Yang Feng, who was skilled and courageous, moved his body and entered the large hole in the rock wall, and rushed towards the blue portal.

Soon, Yang Feng came to the blue portal, and when he was about to flash, he entered it and disappeared.

"This is the underworld!"

Looking at the blood-red moon in the sky, and seeing the desolate and quiet surroundings, Yang Feng frowned and muttered softly.

While muttering, Yang Feng's consciousness was released to check the surrounding situation.

"This is the inheritance of King Ziyang. No one is allowed to approach. Those who violate the prohibition will be killed without mercy!"

At this time, a voice full of cold murderous intent came from afar.

An immortal demon king came from afar and approached Yang Feng.

At the same time, a huge palace in the distance entered Yang Feng's consciousness, which made Yang Feng's eyes light up and his face showed an expectant smile.