Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 210 Destiny
Suddenly, a three-meter-tall bronze puppet ran out from the shadows as if it were walking on flat ground.

When running, a strange mechanical sound is emitted from inside.

The bronze puppet rushed towards Shanheyuan and punched him in the abdomen.

Bang!
Shan Heyuan groaned, his body flew backwards dozens of meters, hit the ground, bounced upwards, and finally landed among a group of demon warlocks and orc wizards, knocking down a large number of them.

"elder brother!"

Shanhe Oak ignored everything, roared loudly, broke free from all spells, waved the steel pillar, rushed to Shanheyuan's body, and continued to wave the steel pillar to prevent the enemy from approaching.

"Innate puppet." Zhang Xinglie looked at the puppet standing in front of him.

Molten Hammer chuckled and said, "Damn it, they don't even let me die peacefully. The Ice and Snow Cult is so shameless to use such a treasure."

Shan Heyuan stood up slowly, lowered his head, and swayed his body slightly.

Blood was flowing all over his body.

Zhou Leng couldn't help but think of Shan Heyuan who was sitting on the mountain of corpses when the sea monster attacked the city.

But now, the mountains and rivers look like a mountain of corpses.

Shan Heyuan slowly raised his head and walked towards the innate puppet.

"elder brother!"

"Protect your friends."

Shan Heyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, slowly took a sprint, and rushed towards the innate puppet.

The innate puppet took a step forward and threw the second punch.

boom……

Shan Heyuan flew backwards and fell to the ground.

Shanhe Oak threw down the steel pillar and caught Shanheyuan, and they both fell to the ground.

The orcs and demons retreated and stood behind the bronze puppet.

Shan Heyuan slowly stood up.

"It's our turn."

Zhou Leng crossed the mountain and river plain and walked towards the bronze puppet.

At this moment, Zhou Leng was extremely calm.

When death is ahead, one enters a state of calm, thinking about nothing, caring about nothing, and fearing nothing.

Everything is destined.

No one can defeat the innate puppet.

We have to fight though.

Shan Heyuan stretched out his arm to block Zhou Leng.

"I can still stand."

Shan Heyuan rushed out for the third time, and the bronze puppet punched for the third time.

bump!
Shan Heyuan flew backwards, and Zhou Leng and the other four attacked together to catch him.

All six of them flew backwards.

The Molten Hammer and the Black Barrel vomited blood.

"Wow..." Shanheyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, then got up again, staggering.

His whole body was stained with blood.

"Brother..." Shanhe Oak cried and shouted with tears streaming down his face.

Shanheyuan patted his brother's shoulder and walked towards the bronze puppet step by step.

The bronze puppet threw a fourth punch.

Shan Heyuan bumped into the five people, and they all fell out and rolled on the ground.

The terrifying innate power is dispersed among six people.

Zhou Leng's closed mouth slowly opened, and blood gushed out from between his lips.

Shan Heyuan was halfway up when his foot slipped and he fell to the ground with a thud, his head hitting the ice hard.

"elder brother……"

"Shanheyuan..." everyone exclaimed softly.

Shan Heyuan had blood at the corner of his mouth and a determined look in his eyes. He first crawled up, then knelt down, and then slowly stood up.

He took a step forward, his body tilted, and everyone rushed forward to support him.

"I'm still standing." Shanheyuan stared ahead.

There was no fear in his eyes, and it seemed as if there was nothing ahead.

Only ahead.

Behind him stood his teammates.

He took a step forward and the sound of Emerald Wings rang out.

"That's enough. Master Frost Hand didn't say they must be killed."

Behind, the Emerald Wings flapped its wings and flew across the sky, landing next to the bronze puppet.

The bronze puppet slowly turned its head, looked at the Emerald Wings, and nodded slightly.

"Wait for Master Frost Hand to come." said Emerald Wings.

A vitality demon said, "But he killed Pure Black Fang first, and then Cang Hei Claw. The Cang Hei are all descendants of demigods."

"You're already dead, why are you pretending to be a hero? Didn't Dark Claw die in front of you?" Emerald Wing cursed.

The demon was stunned for a moment, suppressed his anger, and kept silent.

"Is he here?"

An old voice sounded from deep in the passage, followed by messy footsteps.

"He's there!" Emerald Wing lowered his head in that direction.

Zhou Leng and others looked in the direction of the sound and saw a team walking towards them at the end of the passage.

Many demons, dragons and demon warriors in the growth stage were lined up on both sides.

At the very front, a magician walked over with a smile.

The demon wizard wore a white robe embroidered with snowflakes, had sky-blue skin, and had two fleshy whiskers on his head.

A snow-white crystal dragon bone staff was suspended on the right side of the body.

There is a light ball suspended on each shoulder, one blue and one white.

The hearts of Zhou Leng and the other six sank heavily.

This blue-skinned man has a very strong aura and two magic light balls, which are at least innate.

"We finally meet, human. I am the Frost Hand, or to be more precise, my clone." The Frost Hand looked at Zhou Leng with a smile and led the team to slowly approach.

He speaks authentic Chinese.

Everyone turned around and stared at Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng was slightly surprised.

"Around August last year, you killed an ice crystal demon lion in Shuizhou Demon City. It was a follower summoned by my disciple." Frost Hand said. More than half a year had passed, and Zhou Leng was stunned for a moment. That incident was so small that he almost forgot about it.

However, since it was my first time entering the Shuizhou Demon City, I quickly remembered it.

"Yes." Zhou Leng said frankly.

"Very good, I have been looking for you for a long time, please stay." Frosty Hand said with a smile.

Everyone felt a sinking feeling in their hearts. What was the meaning of this person staying here?

The two sides are getting closer.

Zhang Xinglie said: "Respected Frost Hand, I admit that you are very powerful, but aren't you afraid of revenge from the human race and the Dragon Nation?"

"Do you think that our Ice and Snow Divine Cult is afraid of the human race?"

"What about the giants?" Shanhe was originally closest to them and took a step forward.

"And the dwarves! Zhou Leng is the Duke of our dwarf tribe!" Molten Hammer also took a step forward.

"Zhou Leng... well, even his name is related to our Ice and Snow Divine Sect."

Shanhe Oak walked up to Shanhe Yuan, stared at Frost's Hand, and said, "No one can kill my friend while I am standing."

"You..." Shanheyuan said.

"Brother, it's my turn. I'm not as strong as you, nor as smart as you, but I know it's my turn."

Shanhe Oak stood straight at the front of the six people, looking forward.

There was clarity and fearlessness in the young giant's eyes.

Zhou Leng looked at the backs of the two giants, then turned to look at the Frosty Hand.

There is important information hidden in the words of Emerald Wings and Frost Hands.

"I can stay, but you have to let my teammates go and let them pass the Giant Trial safely." Zhou Leng said.

Frosty Hand nodded and smiled, "As long as you stay, everything will be fine."

"Zhou Leng."

The other five people all looked at Zhou Leng.

Zhang Xinglie clenched his teeth so hard that they made a clattering sound.

He stared at Zhou Leng, his eyes slightly red.

Zhou Leng didn't look at the five of them, but at the Frosty Hand.

"I need to watch them leave." Zhou Leng said.

Frost Hand nodded and said, "I will teleport them out and use the crystal ball to let you see their movements."

Zhang Xinglie asked: "Why do you want to keep Zhou Leng?"

Frost Hand said: "First, he has a connection with our Ice and Snow Divine Cult. Second... we need him here. As for why we need him, I can't go into details. After you leave, you'd better keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, I don't mind taking action myself."

"Zhou Leng..." Shan Heyuan turned his head and looked at Zhou Leng, his eyes full of unwillingness and apology.

Zhou Leng smiled slightly and said, "Now, it's my turn."

Everyone's eyes turned red.

Shanhe Oak could no longer hold back his tears, and big tears fell down, which he kept wiping with his hands.

But I can't wipe it off.

Zhang Xinglie gritted his teeth, looking at the Frost Hand, the Emerald Wings, and all the demons and orcs.

Remember each one firmly.

Molten Hammer's eyes were red.

"Pass the Giant Trial well, then kill more sirens, more demons, and more orcs."

Zhou Leng strode forward.

Frosthand waved his staff, pointing at the other five people, and the blue ball of light on his shoulder flickered.

A blue magic array appeared under the feet of the five people.

The magic array spun rapidly, transforming into a blue light that reached the sky, enveloping the five unwilling people and disappearing.

Frosty Hand took out a transparent crystal ball, the size of an apple, and when he touched it, a scene of an avalanche plateau appeared on it.

The wind was blowing hard, rocks were flying, and snow was everywhere.

The five people took the pills and walked quickly forward in the terrible snowstorm.

He threw the crystal ball to Zhou Leng and said, "Let's go."

Zhou Leng took the crystal ball and followed the team without saying a word.

Jade Wing walked to Zhou Leng's side, looked at the crystal ball, and said with a smile: "Do you want to join the Ice and Snow Cult? Maybe you can survive."

"Okay, as long as I can survive, it doesn't matter." Zhou Leng had no expression on his face and spoke in a calm tone.

"Uh..." Emerald Wing was speechless, "You are... quite smart."

After walking for a while, Zhou Leng said, "Master Frost Hand, now you can tell me why you came to me."

As Frost Hand walked forward, he said, "We found traces of our god in the legends of the frost giants. After years of exploration, we found a token of our god in this ancient tomb of the frost giants."

The eyes of the monsters nearby who understood Chinese lit up, but Emerald Wing caught sight of Frost's Hand out of the corner of his eye and quickly lowered his head, pretending not to care about anything.

Frost Hand continued.

"However, in this frost giant tomb, there are three demigod frost giants buried, one of which is infinitely close to a false god."

"Virtual God?" This was the first time Zhou Leng heard this term.

"I translated it into Chinese myself. You humans probably haven't heard of it."

"Above demigods are virtual gods."

"Even if a strong person of this realm dies, his power can remain for thousands of years, but it will gradually weaken."

"Unfortunately, there is a stronger force on the avalanche plateau, and the power of their deaths has not only not weakened, but has continued to grow stronger over the years."

"This may be the reason why the frost giants were buried on this plateau."

"We want to break into the mausoleum and obtain the token of our god."

"Originally everything was planned properly, but unfortunately man proposes, God disposes, and the power inside is much stronger than expected."

"All the methods we prepared have failed, and we lost one legendary puppet and three innate puppets."

Zhou Leng's heart skipped a beat.

Frost Hand glanced at Zhou Leng and continued, "Even if my real body comes, I may not be able to take it away."

"Luckily, I detected you."

Zhou Leng said: "How do you know that I have a chance to get the token?"

"I told you that you have a destiny with my God." Frosty Hand said with a smile.

The rest of the people were completely confused, especially those from the Ice and Snow Cult.

Emerald Wing's eyes kept darting back and forth.

Zhou Leng recalled his life experiences in his mind, which were related to the power of ice and snow... Then it could only be...

(End of this chapter)