If you reincarnate into a saint, I will do it right away

Just when Han Ruoyan wanted to take a step further, an extremely powerful aura suddenly erupted from Ling Shuang's body, and she was violently thrown away.

Han Ruoyan was beaten to pieces, and she woke up from that strange state. She looked up and saw Ling Shuang standing by the bed with her head lowered, motionless.

Han Ruoyan thought it was Ling Shuang's anger that she had committed, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly crawled over.

"Yes... I'm sorry, Your Highness! I didn't mean it, I..."

As he said this, he wanted to grab Ling Shuang's hand and beg for forgiveness.

But a stronger force came from Ling Shuang, and Han Ruoyan was directly ejected.

And this force also broke through the roof and shot straight into the sky, attracting the attention of many strong men, causing them to rush here immediately.

At the same time, a loud shout sounded: "Get out!!"

Han Ruoyan looked at Ling Shuang in disbelief, and saw that Ling Shuang finally raised her head, but there was no tenderness or doting in her eyes as usual.

Instead, there was blue light that filled his eyes, and contempt without any emotion.

Han Ruoyan seemed to hear some breaking sound.

like……

It's her heart...

Before Han Ruoyan fell from the air, Ling Shuang appeared next to Han Ruoyan in an instant, grabbed her neck with one hand, and pressed her hard against the wall.

"You're just an ant, but you dare to get your hands on this emperor's body? Ridiculous!"

The voice was still Ling Shuang's, but there was no warmth in it, and it sounded faintly like it came from the Nine Nether Ice Prison.

At the same time, those terrifying eyes looked down at her, and the coldness in them made Han Ruoyan feel that her soul was about to be frozen!

But she herself didn't pay much attention to it, as if she just stretched out and swatted a mosquito to death, or stepped on an ant while walking on the road. It was just that the excess strength was overflowing and it could not attract her attention at all.

Her body gradually became colder and her breathing became difficult. Han Ruoyan instinctively began to struggle.

But he couldn't shake that hand at all, and the strength from it didn't weaken at all.

Just when Han Ruoyan thought she was going to die like this, a powerful attack came from the broken roof.

"Xiaoshuang! Stop it!"

It was the voice of the high priest. She was the closest to here, so she was also the fastest to get here.

The high priest knew that a normal Ling Shuang would not be able to withstand a heaven-level blow, but as she got closer and sensed the unabashed strong pressure around her, as well as the scene in the room, she knew what must have happened to Ling Shuang.

In what was probably the worst case scenario, the remaining souls condensed into another complete soul, occupying Ling Shuang's body.

That's why she launched this powerful attack without hesitation.

I saw a blue light pouring into the roof, and everything it passed was frozen.

But when she approached Ling Shuang, she gave her a sideways glance.

It seemed that a slightly larger insect finally attracted her attention. She raised her left hand and patted it, and the blue light disappeared.

The high priest's eyes widened. Although it was not a full-strength attack, it was still a heaven-level attack. She was not surprised to be caught.

Surprisingly, it was so easy, and her attack disappeared directly, just like a ball of gas being dispersed with a slap.

There was no trace left, as if it had never appeared.

This method is unheard of.

I'm afraid only the high-altitude god can possess such great power.

Just like throwing away rubbish, Ling Shuang threw Han Ruoyan aside, raised her feet, and walked into the air step by step until she was slightly taller than the high priest.

The place where she landed was frozen out of thin air, forming a staircase made of ice crystals.

As she walked up, a blue-white halo appeared around her body. After it dissipated, she was revealed to be wearing a floor-length ice blue dress, a transparent shawl, crystal high heels, and an ice crystal crown. figure.

The long skirt has a complicated style, with a strapless high-neck and off-shoulder design. The transparent shawl behind it is decorated with snowflake patterns and hangs down to the back.

The ten-centimeter high heels and the delicate crown on her head were both crystal clear, with no trace of impurities visible, and her long silver-white hair was flowing down.

His face was still that of Ling Shuang, but with an expression of arrogance and indifference to all living things, and his whole body exuded an unattainable and powerful aura.

"Who dares to offend this emperor?"

A cold and dignified voice sounded, and his emotionless eyes swept over the high priest.

The high priest suddenly felt a mountain of pressure, and had to use his energy to protect his whole body to offset the pressure.

"Heaven-level Dzogchen? Not bad."

Even so, there was still no emotion in her eyes.

At this time, figures transformed into streams of light arrived one after another from all around, and everyone in the scene was shocked.

Gu Chongkun had just come to the temple to join Ye Ming's fun, so he had not left yet. He was one of the first people to arrive after the high priest. The rest were the remaining three priests and the second group. They are other slightly inferior heaven-level experts.

Gu Chongkun saw the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in front of him and felt the strong pressure. How could he not understand who this person was?

So he bowed respectfully and said: "Gu Chongkun, the priest of Lingjiao's Penal Palace, pays homage to Lord Frost Emperor and welcomes His Majesty's return!"

The rest of the priests and other heaven-level experts who came later bowed and saluted to see the Frost Emperor.

Only the high priest looked at her with a complicated expression.

"Well, no gift."

Emperor Shuang's face finally showed fluctuations, showing a look of satisfaction.

Immediately, she looked at the high priest again and asked coldly: "You were disrespectful to me just now, and now you are not respectful to me. What do you want?"

The high priest heard this and bowed and said: "It's not that I'm disrespectful, but I wonder what your majesty did to the little girl in the room?"

"Are you questioning this emperor?"

"I don't dare. Your Majesty has a noble body. Why bother an ordinary maid?"

"Ha!" Emperor Shuang sneered, "This ordinary maid, just a little ant, actually tried to tarnish my noble and noble body. I am just being merciful by not killing her."

"Then...where is your other soul?"

"She? She is sleeping obediently in the sea of ​​consciousness."

"May I ask how you will treat her in the future? Will you fuse her, or..."

"Enough! Why do I need to explain to you?" Emperor Shuang showed a hint of impatience on his face, "What does this have to do with you? Do I need others to comment on my actions?"

"This is not what I meant. I just pity her. I beg you to be magnanimous and let her go."

"Oh?" Emperor Frost finally became a little more interested. "Without merging with her, I will never be complete, nor will I be able to return to the throne of God, and lead the spiritual sect back to its peak. Isn't this your long-cherished wish?"

"This..." the high priest hesitated, "Is there no other way?"

Gu Chongkun was anxious and interrupted: "High Priest, Emperor Frost is right in front of us. Bringing His Majesty back to the top as soon as possible is our top priority, and it is also the meaning of our religion's existence. Now it seems that Ling Shuang is just a special wisp of remnants." Soul, why are you still thinking about her? Don’t let a small thing cost you a big thing, High Priest!"

"There is a way. This emperor can find a new planet that meets the requirements to become a god, which means re-cultivating to become a god. But even if I have succeeded in this kind of thing, there is no guarantee that it will be possible, not to mention that my soul is incomplete?" Emperor Shuang replied calmly.

Hearing this, the high priest fell into a struggle. On one side was the 500-year long-cherished wish of the spiritual sect, and on the other was Ling Shuang, who was like a sister. Choosing either side was almost equivalent to giving up the other side.

"But, this is my emperor's choice, who are you qualified to interfere?" Emperor Shuang's face turned cold, "Why should we sacrifice the near and seek the far away when it is a matter of course?"

"Besides, even if I choose to devour her, what can you do?"

"I don't care what happens to the high priest, I only know that you killed my only disciple!"

Everyone turned to look in the direction of the sound, and saw a ray of fire flying from a distance, arriving here in an instant, revealing a figure with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes.

"Jianyi, don't be reckless!" the high priest said urgently.

"Li Jianyi? He's actually here too?"

"He just said apprentice? This guy can actually have an apprentice?"

"Is it possible that he still dares to be disrespectful to the Frost Emperor? That was the god he once was!"

The other heaven-level experts were surprised.

"Ha, that's interesting." Emperor Shuang sneered.

Immediately, she stretched out her hand and the frost mark flew into her hand, buzzing happily.

At the same time, strands of icy cold air gathered around the Frost Emperor, raising her momentum again.

Stimulated by the Frost Emperor, Li Jianyi also stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword. His whole body seemed to turn into an unsheathed sword, and he attacked the Frost Emperor with tit-for-tat momentum.

Emperor Frost slowly raised the frost mark in his hand, neutralized Li Jianyi's sword force lightly, and said condescendingly and indifferently:

"You, do you want to be my enemy?"