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Chen Hao frowned, and the other party's calmness made him feel a little uneasy. "

Those who practice ice-type martial arts are most afraid of such divine fire. If they do not have the nine-core shadow-turning lamp in their hands, they will not be able to fight with Yan Qingnan for a long time before.

What else could he rely on? His mind was turned and he held his breath and did not dare to relax at all.

The green flame was scorching, but the body of the nine-core shadow lamp was slightly cool. When the palm touched, a heart that was beating violently in his chest gradually calmed down, like a pool of water. You could feel the ripples caused by a dragonfly passing through the water. The deep meaning contained in the opponent's every move was never as clear as it was now.

He jumped gently and walked through several thick ice chains. Green sword lotus condensed from his hands, hitting the waving claws, shaking the buzzing lightning, smashing the buzzing light, and whistling the copper tower, blowing the frozen clouds that spread around.

He hurriedly slashed towards Li Tongyuan with a golden sword in his hand, wrapping up thousands of sword shadows. With the angry shouts in his mouth, the ancient scriptures emitted the sound of Sanskrit singing. The golden fonts were like venerables, and the light flashed, reflecting the space here with a bizarre light. The cold air in the sky retreated like the storm of the sun and snow.

At this moment, even Li Tongyuan took a step back quietly, not daring to lightly capture his attack.

OK! Yan Qingnan secretly praised, holding a sword in one hand and a spear in the other. The spear body made a whimpering sound, like a spiritual snake spitting a letter, and the sharp sword was a roaring sound, as if it was an iron zither.

However, facing the collapse of the sky and the earth, Li Tongyuan's face did not show any tension, as if everything was still under control. He murmured, obscure characters were slowly pronounced, and every syllable fell, causing the entire space to tremble slightly.

After a while, a huge black vortex appeared in front of this person out of thin air, and all the ice chains in the air were gathered and retracted, and they were buried in the vortex.

Chen Hao released a tide of consciousness to investigate, but as soon as he approached the vortex, he was attracted without a trace, as if it was a bloody mouth of a giant abyss beast, which could swallow everything in the world.

I could only feel a palpitations coming from it, becoming more and more intense as time goes by.

He took a deep breath, stepped back more than ten feet away, and pointed the sword in his hand straight to the other party to deal with the shocking blow that might come next.

The vortex was trembling violently, and fine cracks emerged in the space around it. The dark clouds condensed and surged in the sky, and thunders were swimming in it, and one palm was slowly forming.

Chen Hao secretly called out a bad thing. He didn't know how powerful the other party used, but he actually attracted the hand of God, which was a shocking glimpse of the past. Could this person be burned?

But when he looked up, he saw a hint of anxiety on the other party's face, and a hint of panic flashed in his pupils. Obviously, he was secretly shocked by the punishment from heaven.

Li Tongyuan reached out his hand and grabbed the ice chains tightly, whispering in his mouth. The sound of wiping inside the vortex getting closer and closer. He bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of essence and blood. A gray light finally flew out before the hand of heaven completely condensed.

The magic seal reversed and waved his sleeves to dissipate the huge black vortex. The shocking pressure filled the dark clouds hovered for a while. It did not land. It made several people in the field secretly relieved. Under such great power of heaven and earth, even the soul cultivator was like an ant, not to mention Chen Hao, who had a very low cultivation level.

Perhaps, only the demon god who was suppressed by his broken body but was immortal but could defeat the heavenly power.

Chen Hao sighed and looked up at the gray palace held in Li Tongyuan's hand. This object uses bones as beams, flesh as mud, and meridians condense, emitting a heart-wrenching breath, as if a demon was sealed inside.

A sudden buzzing sound in his head, just because the style of this temple was very familiar. Except for the different sizes, the shape was similar to the Blood Cloud Hall on the Broken Axe Mountain. What shocked him was how could the person in front of him carry it in his hand, like a magic weapon?

Moreover, looking at the breath of this miniature palace, the evil evil that came even more than the Blood Cloud Hall. Just a glance showed a feeling of restlessness. The soul was touched, as if it was about to break out of its body and flew into the flames.

How is that possible? Could it be that every master of the Shadow Pavilion has such a magic weapon, and the master of the Blood Cloud happened to be used to suppress the entire Broken Axe Mountain's power, so that he could not be taken out to be an enemy of him?

Why are the styles of each hall similar? Could it be that this was actually refined by the same person? Chen Hao was deeply shocked by the thoughts that came to his mind. What kind of secrets does such a big move hide? It should not be as simple as an ordinary magic weapon. Moreover, a hall requires 100,000 creatures and flesh. If all halls were built like this, how much blood would shed and how many unjust souls would be created?

Before I could think about it, a stream of red and fierce aura that could be seen from the naked eye had rushed out of the palace and filled the entire sky in an instant.

Evil ghosts, ghost charms, skeletons, evil corpses, and all kinds of strange phenomena came to them, turning the whole world into a Shura hell. The sound of demons makes people's souls sway like candlelight in the wind, and they may leave their bodies at any time.

Yan Qingnan snorted coldly, and the bone spear in his hand stabbed forward, shattering the body of a hideous evil ghost. The latter turned into a ball of red mist and disappeared without a trace, but the new evil ghost was still pouring in. Not long after, fine beads of sweat oozed out from his forehead.

Chen Hao said intimately that he said, "I don't know how many unjust souls there are in the gray palace. As long as it is not destroyed, this "Shura Hell" will exist forever, just like the principle of "the fire will not be exhausted until the fire is not extinguished."

The golden ancient scriptures on the left shoulder still emitted a golden light curtain like water, illuminating the red fog around it, making a sudden sound, accompanied by thick smoke. Even the evil spirits were a little afraid and afraid, and did not dare to approach him easily, which greatly reduced his pressure.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a change occurred again, and waves of howling sound suddenly came from the red fog. He looked up quickly and saw that the ice crystal chains before had all turned red, as if they had just been taken out of the blood pool, with barbs standing in a ferocious and twisted mouthful, as if they would tear them to pieces as soon as they touched the prey.

These chains were squirming, as slow as fast, strangling towards Chen Hao and the others from all directions, carrying the sound of thunder and tsunami, and the momentum of landslides and cracks, as if the sky was about to fall, the doomsday was coming.

"Sharp"!

Before Chen Hao could react, a sword roar resounded through the eight wildernesses. Yan Qingnan stood on the huge stone beads, and the black sword blade in his hand came out of his hand and flew out in the air, colliding with these chains constantly, making deafening sounds and bursting into pieces of dazzling sparks.

The hideous mouth on the chain bit the entire sword body. The latter didn't know what material it was, but it left no marks. Instead, the blade rotated and defeated the heart-wrenching faces one by one. It was like a tiger shark surrounded by a group of nets, tearing the fishing net with its sharp teeth, constantly shuttled through the gaps, and instead hunting a lot of harvests in the fishing nets.

"It's been three hundred years, and you've made some progress."

Li Tongyuan's figure appeared and disappeared in the red fog, and his voice was erratic, as if it was from the Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs underground.

"Your growth is limited. Just by these means, you want to kill me. You are not afraid that I will demolish your Ice Die Palace and let your Xuan Ice Mountain sink to the ground like the Blood Cloud Hall." Yan Qingnan responded with a sneer, with three thousand silver hair dancing in the wind.

I finally got into my jar and let you put it together to deal with me?" Yan Qingnan retorted, "It would be better if you handed over the mysterious bone liquid, otherwise you would waste your life and turn it into flowing water in a thousand years of practice!"

Li Tongyuan was covered with a thick red evil spirit, and his eyes were even more red, making him look like an evil god descending from the evil spirit space. His voice was dull and there was a kind of soul-catching power mixed in, which often made people unable to help but make certain decisions.

"I said, you shouldn't come alone!" Yan Qingnan's face suddenly showed a strange smile.

"Pretending to be awesome..."

Li Tongyuan's words were stuck in his throat as soon as he said halfway. A golden sword tore through the defense of the robe and stabbed it to the left of his chest. It was blocked by the innermost inner armor with a tingling sound.

"Damn it!"

Chen Hao rolled up a sword flower to block the sleeves that were like iron plates brushing back. The ancient classics drooped golden light to block the blood-evil energy emitted from the palace spreading upwards towards his legs. He pinched the magic seal with his hands, and his body turned into a chain that was evading from the attack. He vibrated the nine-core shadow-turning lamp, ejected the green flame out, and burned towards Li Tongyuan.

"What kind of exercise?"

The chain was hit in the space and surprised Li Tongyuan. His chain was invincible, but how could he fail to achieve success here?

Too much bullying! Yan Qingnan, are you shameless? We have the same realm. We wanted to fight happily, but I didn't expect you to attack him!" Li Tongyuan was a little anxious. Although the boundless blood mist was unparalleled, the true energy consumed was also huge. If this situation lasted for a long time, the longer the time would be, the more unfavorable it would be for him.

"Just, you think this is a contempt and a battle of life and death, so you will never show mercy!"

Chen Hao replied firmly, and several blue sword lotus that continued to rotate popped out casually, hitting the iron-like sleeves, and the golden sword once again stabbed heavily on the inner armor, and finally remembered the sound of a broken ceramic.

"You are destined to fall here!"

Yan Qingnan Yu sent Shi Zhu to crush countless condensed ice demons along the way, and the evil charms created by evil spirits, vowed to crush Li Tongyuan to pieces.

Seeing the huge shadow swallowing himself, Li Tongyuan's face finally showed a hint of panic.

"No! I didn't even fall even if I broke into the Immortal Ruins, how could I fail here!" Please come to "

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