hiss!

The black shadow half-saint looked at the killing shadow and his heart trembled, and death was only a short distance away.

But even so, he never regretted it.

The responsibility of the dead.

But that's it.

It is enough to give everything for the leader of the Mohan tribe. Seeing that the half-saint was in danger, Chu Hanyi narrowed his eyes on the other side: "Murong Die, it is your Taiji Pavilion who bullies people too much."

Snooze coldly.

As the long sword penetrated the ground, the temperature in the entire dense forest suddenly sank, as if in a blink of an eye, the frost covered everything and the ice covered it.

The might of the sky scatters.

The extreme cold light, in just a moment, a layer of three feet of ice gathered in the dense forest. In this way, the ice gathered, and a layer of domineering power directly covered the sky on site.

“Ice Field.”

Murong Die exclaimed, as powerful as her, a layer of shock emerged at this time. The ice field is considered a very powerful field among all the powerful Divine Emperors.

After all, it is the inheritance of Mo Han's sacred sacred.

Although Mo Han is ranked fourth under the throne of the Aotian God Emperor, no one can underestimate Mo Han's cultivation, especially his ice-like skills at the beginning, which is enough to look down on the Nine Heavens.

An invincible place.

Just as the ice field swept, Murong Die was also shocked. The terrifying cold air rushed into her body in an instant. Before she could think about it, she saw a figure flashing in front of her.

The person who comes is not someone else, it is—

Chu Hanyi!

When the Quasi Saint landed, he raised the Ice Sword in his hand. As the long sword slashed down, a burst of thunder suddenly exploded in front of him, which was the rust knife in front of him with the Ice Sword.

The two holy battles.

The power suddenly dissipated.

In the distance, the Purple Flame God Emperor also frowned and was about to rush forward. Just when Zi Yan was making some moves, Gu Yi roared and took action strongly. As soon as he retreated, the Three Emperors retreated with the Three Emperors.

Gu Yi turned around and exerted the power of the quasi-saint of Zi Yan in front of him.

When fighting.

The sky trembled.

Puff!

Gu Yi even vomited a large mouthful of blood, retreated fiercely, and came to Chu Hanyi. The three quasi-saints gathered together and a pair of heroes in front of him.

Murong Die!

Purple Flame!

Bixia!

No regrets!

aurora!

The five strong men lined up in a row. Everyone glanced at the three people in front of them. Zi Yan Quasi Saint whispered: "Manager Murong, if you take action today, Mo Han's descendants will surely die."

If Zi Yan faced Chu Hanyi alone, he would never fight to the death, but the situation is different now. With Murong Die's actions, the situation will change qualitatively again.

The Mohan tribe members will undoubtedly die!

"Oh."

At this time, Murong Die chuckled, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the Zi Yan Divine Emperor beside him: "Zi Yan City Lord, are you ordering me to do things?"

Zi Yan's face changed and he smiled: "No, no, no, I have no such intentions, nor do I have the courage."
Chapter completed!