Chapter 168: Change (subscription required)

Not to be outdone, Bing Lingshang let out a cold snort. As soon as the momentum of the Mahayana period was released, it collided with the momentum of Bing Tianyou, and the terrifying coercion rushed around.
Puff!
Puff! ! !
The people around were crushed to the ground by the terrifying pressure.
Only Yang Fan and the old man in white were still standing there.
"what?"
Seemingly aware of something, the old man in white suddenly opened his eyes and moved his gaze up and down Yang Fan, curious about how Yang Fan was able to survive the pressure of the powerful Mahayana period.
"Interesting boy."
The old man in white stroked his white beard and closed his eyes again.
Buzzing!
The two Mahayana strong men are still confronting each other, and the coercion of terror continues to increase.
Many of the weak ice gods fainted on the spot, and the slightly stronger ones urinated their pants in fright, their legs trembled slightly, and they swayed.
"Patriarch, Bing Lingshang, almost done!"
Seeing that the two of them have been reluctant to give up, the old man in white finally couldn't help but shoot.
boom!
A more terrifying coercion appeared, dispelling the coercion of Bing Tianyou and Bing Lingshang.
Yang Fan was shocked, and the strength of the old man in front of him seemed obviously better than the two. Even Yang Fan felt a tremor when the old man released the coercion. This feeling was not felt even on Jian Shisan.
"Half a step fairy?!!!"
Yang Fan was shocked, feeling that his guess was close to the truth.
Humph!
Bingtianyou snorted coldly and removed the pressure.
The patriarch of a dignified Bing God tribe had such a low sense of existence and was provoked one after another. Yang Fan felt that Bing Tianyou was too aggrieved to be the patriarch.
"Too elder, I am too reckless."
Bing Tianyou politely said to the old man in white with a respectful tone.
Yang Fan's eyes widened, his shocked expression kept silent.
"Boy, it's your turn."
The old man in white said lightly.
The old man's voice seemed to have magical power, and Yang Fan instantly became sober.
"I hope I will not reveal the secret that I am not the Ice God Race."
Yang Fan thought in his heart, cut his finger, and dripped a drop of blood.
This time Yang Fan clearly saw that the statue's speed of absorbing his own blood had become very slow.
This kind of weirdness is not only puzzled by Yang Fan, but even the old man in white, known as the Supreme Elder, has a confused expression.
About ten minutes later, the last trace of blood was completely absorbed by the statue.
Just when Yang Fan's blood was completely absorbed, a golden dragon that was only a dozen centimeters long appeared out of thin air where the blood disappeared, and then a golden dragon appeared on the head of the statue, exactly the same except for its size.
"This!!!"
The old man in white was shocked and turned into a dumb man.
Buzzing! ! !
The statue trembled violently.
Click...
Suddenly, everyone heard the cracking of the statue.
Whoosh! ! !
Suddenly, a huge and solid figure soared out of the statue.
Ten meters! One hundred meters! Three hundred meters! One thousand meters...
About ten minutes later, the rising figure suddenly stopped. No matter how the statue trembled, it just couldn't increase by even one centimeter.
"This is... has reached the upper limit?"
The old man in white had trembling lips, not clear.
At this time, the imaginary image of the ice was already 10,000 meters high.
Hum!
At this moment, the mutation happened.
A golden light shot out from the statue, turning into a golden dragon entwining the ice god's body and slowly moving upward.
However, the mutation happened again.
Yang Fan felt a mysterious power erupt from his body, and a golden dragon appeared behind him. Unlike the dragon on the Ice God, Yang Fan’s dragon had five claws, but the Ice God only had three claws. It can be seen from the number of claws that Yang Fan's status as the dragon is obviously higher than that of the ice god.
Not only Yang Fan, but also the old man in white, everyone was shocked.
Since the ice ascended, hundreds of thousands of years, the ice statue used to test the bloodline has never seen such a situation, how can it not shock everyone.
"Hi, how is it possible?!!!"
A member of the Ice God clan pointed to the golden dragon on the Ice God and exclaimed.
Everyone looked at it, and everyone's face showed a surprised expression.
At the same time, somewhere in the Ice God Valley.
A figure sitting on the same spot, covered in white mist, suddenly opened his eyes.
On this person's face, there was a look of disbelief and shock.
"This breath is suppressed by blood, how is it possible?!!!"
The man exclaimed, but he couldn't tell his gender from the voice.
Standing up, the man looked at where Yang Fan was.
The person's eyes seemed to be clairvoyant, and the things in front of him completely blocked the person's sight, staring at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan suddenly frowned, feeling that someone was staring at him.
"this is!"
The man saw the five-clawed golden dragon on top of Yang Fan's head, so he stood up fiercely, his heart was extremely shocked, the corners of his mouth rose, and his mouth murmured.
"Unexpectedly, you are actually a member of my tribe, a tribe with a higher bloodline purity than mine. It is no wonder that the upper limit set by the deity back then was reached."
The next moment, the person disappeared, and a flash of light flew towards Yang Fan's location.
The old man in white looked up curiously and was shocked again.
I saw that the three-clawed dragon on the Ice God was actually bowing to the five-clawed dragon above Yang Fan.
This means surrender.
"This..."
Bingtianyou stood silly.
"Sun Wukong!"
Bing Xueer covered her mouth, not letting herself make a sound, so as not to make others feel disrespectful to the ice god.
"System, what's going on?"
"Ding! It takes a thousand points to test."
Yang Fan was in pain and whispered that the system was a profiteer, but gritted his teeth and agreed.
"Ding, consume a thousand points. Testing..."
"Testing completed! After testing, the human bloodline of the Ice God and the host is the same bloodline, and the bloodline of the host is higher than that of the Ice God, so the dragon of the ice phantom will bow to the host's dragon to express surrender."
"What do you mean? The bloodline you mentioned in the system refers to the bloodline of the Ice God disguised as a high-level disguise talisman?"
Yang Fan was shocked.
"No!"
The system is cold.
Whoosh!
Before that aura came near Yang Fan, everyone around, including Yang Fan, did not find the aura.
"Sure enough!"
In aura, the man spoke.
Looking at Yang Fan again, he nodded in satisfaction.
"Bing Yuanwu!"
Surprisingly, a voice rang in the mind of the white-clothed old man.
The old man in white looked shocked, thinking that someone had already gotten into his mind.
"Don't be nervous, it's me!"
The white-clothed old man named Bing Yuanwu was taken aback, excited.
"You are the ancestor of the Ice God?!!!"
The man hummed.
"Ancestor, you don't..."
Bing Yuanwu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by that person.
"Listen to me first..."
A minute later, Bing Yuanwu calmed down, his face was surprised, and he looked at Yang Fan with envy.