My sign-in life in Douluo

Chapter 149 Devil's Nest

"Boy, let's go! Remember what you said!" Snow Emperor waved his hand.

Jiang Siming only felt a huge force, and an icy blue light curtain appeared around him, wrapping it. The surrounding environment seemed to change shape, and the next moment he appeared in the endless snowfield.

"What's going on?" Jiang Siming couldn't keep up with the rapidly developing plot.

The blue light curtain gradually disappeared. Jiang Siming raised his right hand and looked at the half of the snowflake mark. A strange emotion surged from his heart. Jiang Siming was somewhat reluctant to leave this world of ice and snow.

"Go out first and then talk." Jiang Siming shook his head and murmured.

...

"Xue'er, what are you going to do? First let Bingbing follow him, and this time you even shared half of the original power. Is it really worth the gamble?" Bingdi's eyes were a little red, and he seemed to have aged a few times. The broken woman felt a dull pain in her heart.

"I have no choice. In 1 years at most, my catastrophe is about to come. The last catastrophe almost killed me. This time I will definitely die. I have to take a gamble." The Snow Emperor smiled sadly. laughed.

"Aren't you afraid that he is lying to you?" Ice Emperor forced himself to calm down and asked.

"He has been imprinted with half of my origin. I can feel that what he said is true. I am afraid that the God Realm really does not allow aliens like me to become gods."

"All I can do is wait." Snow Emperor murmured.

But the two emperors didn't know that they had been waiting for thousands of years.

What will it be like when we meet again?

...

Half a month later, there was a fortress on the edge of the Far North.

Jiang Siming finally walked out of the endless snowfield. The clothes on his body were in tatters. It was obvious that the journey was not peaceful.

The powerful muscles were exposed, but there was no hint of coldness at all.It's actually a bit comfortable.

"This mark is really magical." Jiang Siming touched half of the mark on his hand, only feeling a bit gentle as jade.

Jiang Siming raised his head and looked at the two big golden characters, Mo Mansion.He couldn't help but reveal a sneer.

Jiang Siming did not find Zhu Zhuqing and the others. After asking around, he found out that the eldest son of the Mo family in Ice Fortress was so shocked when he saw Zhu Zhuqing and Shui Yue'er that he actually molested the two girls in the street.

According to Dai Mubai's fiery temper, how could he endure it and immediately make the eldest son of the Mo family unhappy forever? However, as the largest family in the Ice Fortress, the Mo family has a soul saint sitting in the family, how could it be possible to spare the three of them so easily.

Zhu Zhuqing and others had to be forced to leave here.

Jiang Siming stepped towards the door of Mo Mansion step by step. With every step he took, the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.

The doorman of the Mo Mansion looked at Jiang Siming, who was dressed in rags, and quickly stopped him. "Where did this stinky beggar come from? Don't you even look at where this place is? Get out of here!" He said and wanted to kick Jiang Siming.

The next moment, a heartbreaking shout attracted the shocked eyes of passers-by on the street.The Mo family in Ice Fortress has a soul saint sitting in charge, and few people dare to come and cause trouble.

The streets that were once bustling a moment ago suddenly became deserted.Obviously, the Mo family's ruthless methods make people change their temper.

"Spare my life! Spare my life!" The handyman begged frantically for mercy.

Jiang Siming obviously didn't want to talk nonsense to him. He kicked him away, leaving a trace of blood in the air. When he landed on the ground, he had turned into ice slag.

With the Immortal Sword in hand, the sword energy flashed past, and the door of Mo Mansion exploded instantly.

But where Jiang Siming originally was, there was only an afterimage left.

In the Mo family, countless sword energy flashed through.The earth is no longer snow-white, but full of scarlet.

Jiang Siming has never been an indecisive person, nor does he pretend to be a good person.People always respect me a foot, and I respect others a foot. If anyone offends me, he will repay me twice as much.

Jiang Siming already has the intention to kill, so why should he be afraid of cause and effect?

"Who is so bold?" A sharp shout suddenly came, and a sharp sword energy struck Jiang Siming instantly.

Jiang Siming dodged the blow and a huge gash was opened on the ground.

A majestic white-haired old man appeared in front of Jiang Siming, holding an ice sword in his hand.

"Who are you? How dare you kill my descendant of the Mo family!" The old man said angrily as he looked at the corpses and blood on the ground.

"Let me ask you, how are the three young men you chased now?" Jiang Siming said coldly, the Juexian Sword slowly touched the ground, and the sword energy circulated.

The white-haired old man laughed loudly when he heard Jiang Siming's words, "Of course the two little girls have had enough fun with me, so they threw their bodies in the wilderness to feed the soul beasts. As for the men, I cut them off with one knife, and the bodies were separated. It's a gift." He had a great time.”

"Huh!" Jiang Siming took a deep breath. At this moment, his eyes were slightly red. Although he did not believe what the other party said, because Jiang Siming could still feel that his sword seal was still an owner, indicating that Zhu Zhuqing and others There is nothing serious about the person, but I heard the other person say this.How could Jiang Siming calm down.

"You are looking for death!" Jiang Siming clenched the Immortal Sword with both hands, his eyes already filled with scarlet red.

...

In just half an hour, except for the old, weak, women and children, there was no strong man left in the Mo family.

The soul saint was nailed to the pillar of the Mo family's ancestral hall, with fear in his eyes and still muttering "Devil! Devil!"

"Tell me, where did those three young men go?" Jiang Siming's cold voice echoed in the ancestral hall.

The old, weak, women and children all around looked at Jiang Siming with fear and resentment, his body covered with Mohist blood, but they did not dare to say a word, and huddled in the corner, looking at the originally aloof Soul Saint, but now he Like a dead dog.

"Devil! You are a devil! You are just like them, a ghost... a ghost..." The soul saint kept mumbling, the fear in his eyes gradually turned into dullness, and finally he lost his breath completely.

"Me and them?" Jiang Siming frowned slightly.

Jiang Siming turned to the group of old, weak, women and children and said coldly, "Does any of you understand what he means?"

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look directly into Jiang Siming's eyes.

"Very good! Since none of you tell me, I will kill someone every minute until someone tells me!" Jiang Siming's cold voice sounded like Shura from hell.

Jiang Siming had already killed so many people and didn't mind a few more, so no one thought he was joking.

"I... know, I... don't want to die!" A middle-aged woman stood up slowly with trembling legs with a frightened expression.

"Say!" Jiang Siming shouted loudly.

The middle-aged woman's whole body trembled, her eyes did not dare to look directly at Jiang Siming, and she said tremblingly, "Demon Cave, Cold... Ice Fortress... 300 miles to the north, there is a Demon Cave. It was a meteorite that fell from the sky 200 years ago. It was smashed out. Within a radius of ten miles, the ice and snow melted, and not a single blade of grass grew. The Mo family had an ancestral motto that forbade clan members to enter the devil's cave. They must have gone there. The clan leader went in and said that there really were devils there. I don't know the rest. "

"Magic cave?"