The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1874 The Hand of the Evil Tomb

"Nonsense! Fang Xusheng was just entering the ancient land of Shihan. He rashly comprehended the holy way and suffered backlash!" Yan Ningxiao thought of an excuse almost in an instant.

Bing Tong smiled, and his huge eggplant-shaped nose trembled slightly like a tumor. He said, "As long as you are happy. Don't worry, I am now one of the people in the world who is most reluctant to let him be in danger, just like you, because I am very interested in the inheritance of the Ice Clan. All the worlds know that Fang Xusheng has a relationship with the ancient demon clan. It seems that he has inherited a little bit of the power of the ancient demon. We don't know the details. And the ancestor of our Ice Clan seems to be an ancient demon."

After Bing Tong finished speaking, he stood motionless a hundred feet away with his hands behind his back, without any intention of attacking.

The five people all had rich combat experience, and all felt that this person had no hostility, so their expressions eased.

Yan Ningxiao snorted coldly and said, "It would be better if you retreat another hundred feet."

"No problem!" Bing Tong smiled and stretched out his hand, walked backwards, but his eyes were always fixed on Fang Yun.

The five people not only did not feel relieved, but their whole bodies tensed up and became more alert.

The five people stared at Bing Tong's right hand. That hand looked like a human hand with some white hair, but it was bigger and rougher. There was nothing special except a black "X" symbol on it and a black pearl as big as an orange that was being played with.

However, in Yan Ningxiao's perception, that hand seemed to contain a continuous cemetery, burying countless wronged ghosts and ghosts, full of desperate and piercing shouts.

There was once a great saint in the demon world. When he was half a saint, he used some unknown means to practice an ancient demon cemetery into a divine object and integrated it into his right hand. When he made a move, thousands of tombs were like a city, full of ghosts, boiling evil intentions, and fierce power. After practicing, this demon saint slaughtered hundreds of millions of demons and barbarians of the enemy tribe, and threw all the corpses into the grave pit and put them in his right hand.

From then on, the demon saint put all the killed enemies into the graveyard of his right hand.

That hand and this set of evil arts were called the Hand of the Evil Tomb, and that demon saint was the famous Great Saint of the Evil Tomb.

All the tribes in the Shihan Ancient Land knew that Bing Tong had obtained the incomplete cultivation method from the tribe of the Great Saint of the Evil Tomb, and had cultivated this kind of power that could be called evil arts in the demon world.

Although Bing Tong's Hand of the Evil Tomb was very different from that of the Great Saint of the Evil Tomb, he had integrated his own understanding of power, making his Hand of the Evil Tomb known as invincible among the demon kings, and even some great demon kings were unwilling to fight him, fearing that they would be severely injured by his Hand of the Evil Tomb.

Everyone in the Shihan Ancient Land knew a saying, don't let the black pearl fall from Bing Tong's hand.

After retreating a full hundred feet, Bing Tong raised his right palm, shook it gently, and smiled: "My seal is still in my hand, I'm not here to fight. I'm just interested in Binggongshan's engraving and Fang Yun."

Whenever he spoke, his huge nose would tremble slightly.

Yan Ningxiao said calmly: "People who say such things are basically dead."

"After all, I am the only candidate for the next First Cold Lord. Even if I die, it will be more than two hundred years later." Bing Tong smiled.

Suddenly, Yan Ningxiao and Bing Tong looked towards the direction of the Ice Emperor Palace.

They saw two big demon kings and nine demon kings flying rapidly, followed by the great scholars and university scholars of the human race, the Star Demon Barbarians also followed, and finally many kings of the Ice Clan.

The atmosphere at the foot of the Ice Palace Mountain suddenly became solemn.

Yan Ningxiao led the other university scholars to step forward and blocked Fang Yun behind them.

Bing Tong looked at the flying blood demon barbarian kings with an impatient look, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

The Blood Demon Barbarian who was leading the group was a wolf demon king. Before it could speak, Bing Tong asked bluntly, "King Langshan, what are you doing here?"

King Langshan was stunned and stared at Bing Tong's eyes, but he didn't get any response, so he had to answer truthfully, "I almost saw King Shilong being killed by Fang Yun, the cunning traitor, and I came to take revenge!"

"I support you very much in taking revenge, but you should kill all the human race and star demon barbarians behind you first! Don't get close to me before you kill them all!" Bing Tong said.

A flash of anger flashed in King Langshan's eyes. Even though Bing Tong had a very high status in the Bing clan, he shouldn't treat a great demon king like this.

While the two were talking, the kings of the human race and the star demon barbarians had arrived, intending to overtake King Langshan.

Bing Tong continued to play with the black pearl with his right hand, and said lightly: "Everyone, stop together. Whoever dares to surpass the Wolf Fir King, I will join hands with the Wolf Fir King to kill all the invading enemies!"

The kings of the human race and the Star Demon Barbarians looked at each other, and then several human races listened attentively, and soon agreed, and did not move forward. Yan Ningxiao, who had just transmitted the message, breathed a sigh of relief.

The kings behind were the same, and they all stopped not far from Bing Tong.

Soon, the kings in front of Bing Tong were divided into three different camps. The human race and the Star Demon Barbarians were together, the kings of the Blood Demon Barbarians gathered together, and the rest were the Ice Clan. However, the kings of the Ice Clan seemed to be divided into two factions. Although they talked to each other, they were not warm.

The Wolf Fir King suppressed his anger, his eyes were red, and said: "Bing Tong, this matter has nothing to do with you! We, the Blood Demon Barbarians, have formed an alliance with the Ice Clan, and the human race is now the enemy. Your current behavior is equivalent to betraying the Ice Clan."

"It's not like I haven't betrayed before." Bing Tong looked indifferent.

Some of the Ice Clan kings rolled their eyes, some did not know whether to laugh or cry, some shook their heads repeatedly, and some had fierce eyes.

King Langshan was speechless, because Bingtong had done too many incredible things. He had killed the son of the First Cold Lord, and cooperated with the demon world to sell out the Ice Clan in order to study the Hand of the Murderous Tomb. But what really made him remembered by everyone in the Ten Cold Ancient Land was that in order to study the Hand of the Murderous Tomb and his own bloodline, he first killed all his brothers and sisters, then killed all his parents' brothers and sisters, and finally killed all his and his brothers and sisters' children.

He personally killed his three clans.

However, because he was too talented, the Ice Clan needed him too much, and the First Cold Lord protected him, he has been at large until now.

Several great demon kings of the Ice Clan even publicly declared that once King Bingtong won the First Cold Lord, he would definitely drive him away and make him empty.

But Bingtong had no interest in the position of the First Cold Lord. He said that he would give way to a wise man after the matter was accomplished, but the benefits promised to him by the Ice Clan must not be reduced at all, otherwise he would kill all the people of the Ice Clan.

Facing such a fierce evil, King Langshan was like a toothless old dog encountering a bone, with nowhere to bite.

Although the Blood Demon Barbarians are brutal, they attach great importance to the concept of family and tribe. This is one of the main reasons why the demon barbarians defeated the ancient demons. If any demon barbarians do such a thing like Bing Tong, there will definitely be a demon saint who will kill them.

In the Ten Cold Ancient Land, the importance of fighting for the Cold Lord is above all else.

"Wait." Bing Tong said, leaning against the Ice Palace Mountain, standing diagonally, his right hand still playing with the black pearl. The small black pearl was played with by him, constantly dodging and moving between his fingers, like a living thing.

The Wolf Fir King looked at the Ice Clan and cast a look of help.

Several Ice Clan demon kings shook their heads slightly, and even showed a headache. In the Ice Clan, except for the First Cold Lord, no one could persuade Bing Tong, not to mention this situation. Even if Bing Tong rushed into the Blood Demon Barbarian camp and started killing, it was not worth the First Cold Lord to persuade him.