when----!!!

The iron rod fell, and with the complete breakage of the ice armor, the stick was tightly pressed on Tao Zhaide's head...it was just pressed on.

Tao Zhaide stretched out his right hand and completely smashed his head to an iron stick.

Although under this stick, his palms were almost completely scrapped, and his whole body was unable to move. Half of his body was loose and he couldn't even move a step.

"You said...my Guanghan City... will fall?"

Holding the iron rod tightly, the cold air continued to emit from the palms that had broken the metacarpal bones, spreading to the end along the iron rod. Gradually, ice crystals condensed on the iron rod.

The Guanghan City Lord, who had been completely suppressed, raised his head, and his eyes always revealed the light of hope that he would never give up even at the last moment.

It was also at this moment that a pillar of emerald green mind power suddenly burst out from the direction of Guanghan City. Seeing this, the Lord of Guanghan City smiled again and said-

"But...even without the help of the Supreme Predecessor... even if there are three ancient beasts... even! This world... may one day be destroyed!"

With a loud bang, the iron rod hit him violently, but he could only hit the pile of flying ice and snow dust. At the moment when Du Wufeng was surprised, the broken ice and snow dust condensed from his feet again...

"Then I have to fight to the end... for my dream... for the world I hope... for my daughter... for a world without so many flaws!"

With a rumbling sound, countless ice chips began to climb up from the soles of Dun Wufeng's feet, and completely frozen his whole body! Dun Wufeng, who was already like a snowman, was still struggling hard, still trying to break free from the snowman. But the more he struggled, the more snow he had on his body, and the more he wrapped him tightly!

at last……

Kara-!

Accompanied by a cracking sound, all the ice chips solidified and turned into the most balanced ice.

And this snowman stopped moving at this moment. It seemed as if it had existed here since a long time ago, only the hand that still held the iron stick tightly, stretched out the snowman, seemed to be persistent in achieving his wish and stick to his new year...

The ice and snow condensed next to each other again. After breathing heavily, their body became soft and they fell completely beside the snowman who was no longer moving, facing the sky.

Let the mindful power in the body slowly gather and repair the wound on the body. However, there is no more finger to move.

The war is over.

This war initiated by Tianlong Gate, the Pure White Battle in Guanghan City, was finally over after paying a lot of costs and losing many lives.

As the battle on Taozhaide ended, some animals came over to check the situation and confirmed that Long Jiuxiao was missing and Dun Wufeng was dead. This information was immediately passed on to Qing'er, who was located at the end. Qing'er then directed some wild beasts with sufficient mind power to loudly announce the news of Long Jiuxiao and Dun Wufeng's defeat.

As soon as he heard that Long Jiuxiao and Dun Wufeng were defeated, the disciples of Tianlongmen and the Xinghuo people instantly lost their will to fight and began to flee around. The immortals of Guanghan did not chase and killed them. First, they had indeed exhausted their mind power in their bodies, and second, those who fled were not the main evil. Killing them only increased the burden on the entire Central Plains Immortal World, which was meaningless at all.

This decisive battle of Guanghan City, Tianlongmen Gate, ended with the great victory of Guanghan City.

When Taozhaide, who was lying on the snow, saw the debt coming from over there, he smiled. When they supported each other and returned to Guanghan City with scars, the joy of people cheering for victory finally slightly reduced the fatigue and pain in the battle.

Everyone knows that since this battle, the Tianlong Gate, which had previously claimed to be able to defeat the entire Central Plains Immortal World, was destined to be in a slump. The Tianlong Gate that had lost Long Jiuxiao was only left with some mobs. In a short time, it would be destroyed by the remaining immortals of other sects because they were abandoned by the bloodthirsty clan.

It was also after this battle that Guanghan City finally stood at the top of the entire Central Plains Immortal World again... In fact, this is meaningless. Because after this battle, there were very few immortals in the entire Central Plains Immortal World.

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"Master, we have brought back Master Dun's body."

Many days later, Taozhaide was covered in bandages and sat on the throne in the conference hall of Guanghan City. Murong Minglan commanded some mortals and immortals to transport the huge snowman back from the mountainside.

Tao Zhaide nodded and walked forward. Looking at the hand that was still holding the iron rod tightly, he couldn't help but sigh. When he reached out his hand and wanted to remove the snow on the snowman's body, his fingers just touched him slightly, and the whole snowman suddenly collapsed and turned into a pool of loose sand and shattered all over the ground.

The only thing that remains is the hand that still holds the iron rod, which is still so tight, as if it was in life.

Looking at the hand holding the iron rod, Tao Zhaide couldn't help but sigh and said, "Brother Du, I really didn't expect that in the end, you would die in my hands. Alas..."

His mood seemed a little heavy. After all, not long ago, Dun Wufeng was still a comrade-in-arms fighting side by side with him. However, such a comrade-in-arms actually collapsed after witnessing three ancient beasts with his own eyes, and instead hoped to kill all human beings to force the supreme sages to take action.

A monster that can make Dumb Wufeng have such a fearful state... and it is three heads. It can be imagined how terrifying that ancient beast is.

Tao Zhaide shook his head, stepped forward, picked up the iron stick, walked out of the conference hall, and walked all the way to the place used to suppress the soul.

The Soul-Sheng Pavilion, a place where no matter how long it has passed, seems to be able to feel the infinite thoughts suspended here, is still as solemn and full of oppression as usual.

Tao Zhaide held the iron stick hand and walked into it respectfully. After looking left and right, he inserted the iron stick hand into an ice throne in the corner.

A small circular hole was immediately split in the center of the Ice Throne. After the iron rod was inserted, the holes were merged and frozen, and the iron rod hand was tightly embedded in the Soul-Suppressing Pavilion.

The colorful light floated up, and a faint dusk emanated from the Tianhun Stick, wrapping the iron stick. It can be regarded as acknowledging his identity here and tolerating him to join the family of the Soul-Shenzhen Pavilion. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!