As the Ice Saint's palm was poked out, a strong cold air instantly enveloped Zhou Fan's body, extremely fast. Even if Zhou Fan wanted to avoid it, he would not be anxious.

On Zhou Fan's body, there was an ice layer that quickly condensed, but in just a short moment, it frozen him into an ice sculpture.

"What?" Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but be shocked. This guy was so powerful that he frozen Zhou Fan with one move.

"I am worthy of being the ancient ice saint, and my methods are indeed powerful." Seeing this scene, Ji Wuwei took a deep breath, his expression was extremely solemn.

This move was silent and when it could not react at all, it directly frozen the body, and the cold air went from the outside to the inside until it completely frozen the person into an ice sculpture.

If he faces this move, it will be difficult for him to avoid it.

Could it be that Zhou Fan is about to fail?

No one spoke. They looked at the ice sculpture transformed by Zhou Fan, and there was a hint of sadness in their eyes.

However, immediately afterwards, everyone saw that a ball of extremely hot power burst out in Zhou Fan's body, like a big sun, and instantly evaporated the ice that enveloped him.

"This is the mysterious flame on Uncle Master's body!" Seeing this scene, Jiang Xingtian and others also breathed a sigh of relief.

"What kind of flame is this? Why is it so terrible?" Ji Wuwei asked.

The cold air that can instantly freeze the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, but the ordinary flames have no effect at all, and will even be extinguished instantly under this cold air.

But Zhou Fan not only resisted the cold air, but even used the power of flame to evaporate the ice. The strength of this flame is shocking.

"If it's not bad as I expected, this should be the legendary Samadhi True Fire." Jiang Xingtian pondered slightly.

He had seen the true fire of Samadhi in ancient books, but he could not believe that the flame on Zhou Fan's body would be Samadhi true fire.

"So it's Samadhi True Fire." Ji Wuwei and others looked at each other, and all saw a sense of shock in their eyes.

No wonder it is so powerful, it turns out to be the true fire of Samadhi.

However, Samadhi True Fire is extremely rare, where did Zhou Fan get this strong flame?

But no matter where Zhou Fan came from, they all knew that with this flame, Zhou Fan could compete with the Ice Saint.

"No wonder I was able to walk here and have such a magical flame!" Bing Sheng looked at Zhou Fan, who was shrouded in flames in surprise, and his expression became much more serious.

From this flame, he also felt a strong danger.

"You are now worth my all-out effort." There was an ice blue gleam in the eyes of the Ice Saint.

He stepped on his foot and his body appeared beside Zhou Fan as if teleported. His white palm had ice-blue spiritual power gathered, making his palms exude the most yin and cold power like the ones made of thousands of years of ice.

Facing the power of the Ice Saint, Zhou Fan looked solemn. He raised his palm and the Samadhi True Fire gathered and slapped at the Ice Saint with a palm.

boom!

A fiery palm force, a cold palm force, and two forces of different attributes bombarded together fiercely, and the terrifying energy burst out shocked the frozen throne to shivering.

Even the terrifying energy, like a blade, left terrible scars on the throne.

If it were an ordinary place, it would have collapsed long ago under the confrontation between the two, and it could even be said to be completely destroyed. However, this frozen throne was the core of the entire formation, and it was so strong that it was beyond imagination. Even if the two of them fought like this, they still did not let it die, leaving only deep scars.

Moreover, as the ice blue gloss flashes, the scars are being quickly repaired.

The palm force burst out, forming a strong anti-shock force, which made the two of them take several steps at the same time. Then, they rushed together again. The terrible energy filled the entire frozen throne. In the battle between the two, even the strong men in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm could not help but feel numb.

In the blink of an eye, the two had fought hundreds of ways, but Zhou Fan still did not gain much advantage. Even as time went by, his power was being consumed bit by bit.

boom!

Zhou Fan and Ice Saint once again banged each other, and the power of the countershock directly separated the two, located on both sides of the Ice Saint, looking at Ice Saint with a serious expression.

"Haha... good!" Bing Sheng roared, "Boy, you are very strong. Even in ancient times, there are only a handful of people who can become like this with this holy war."

"If this saint wants to beat you under normal circumstances, it will be a bit troublesome, but here, I am the master and I am the undefeated myth."

Bing Sheng laughed loudly, and suddenly a strong ice-blue cold air surged out from his body.

"Ice Cage!" The Ice Saint poked out his palm, and his palm slapped the cold air at the Ice Cage Throne under his feet.

As the Ice Saint slapped on the Ice Throne, icicles suddenly emerged around Zhou Fan's feet, and the icicles formed a cage, trapping Zhou Fan in it.

"Boy, my frozen cage is made with the power of the frozen throne. It is extremely strong. You can stay in it and make it into an ice sculpture by me." Bing Sheng looked at Zhou Fan and grinned.

"Then I want to try it. Can your cage trap me?" Zhou Fan looked cold. He poked out his palm, and the true fire of Samadhi in his palm surged, holding it directly on an icicle.

Hissing...

As the power of Samadhi True Fire surged, white mist emanated from the surface of the icicles and did not melt immediately.

Moreover, Zhou Fan could sense that the moment his palm touched the icicle, the icicle began to absorb energy from the frozen throne to make up for the power evaporated by the Samadhi True Fire.

In other words, the icicles have merged with the Ice Throne. It is really difficult to break the icicles, unless the power that can burst out instantly exceeds the power that the icicles draws from the Ice Throne.

And Zhou Fan now probably doesn’t have this power!

"Did you feel it?" Bing Sheng's mouth raised slightly. He looked at Zhou Fan, who was like a trapped beast in the frozen cage, as if he was looking at a clown.

"Next, I will let you see what despair is!" A cold light suddenly appeared in the eyes of Bing Sheng.

His fingers formed a series of seals like lightning. As the seals were formed, the icicles surrounded by Zhou Fan suddenly burst out with ice cold power. The ice cold power directly enveloped Zhou Fan, who had already retreated.

Moreover, as the cold air filled, Zhou Fan could feel that the power of Samadhi True Fire was faintly suppressed.

"Feeling despair."
Chapter completed!