Lu Daochen and Qu Shun each retreated from the purple platform, but they agreed that today's second round of fighting would be suspended here until Wang Xiao and Ning Fan recovered from their injuries, and then they would start again.

The two exited the purple stage, leaving only Ning Fan and Wang Xiao on the field.

One move at a time...but this move must be the strongest blow.

The purple gold wind smoke at the fingertips slowly dissipated, looking at Wang Xiao's two kinds of cold air, there was no wave in the ancient well.

"Lu Bei, in one move, first I attack and you defend, secondly...you attack and I defend!"

"Can!"

What Wang Xiao wanted was to gain the upper hand, but Ning Fan was thinking about how to give Wang Xiao a fatal blow.

It seems that attacking from the back is at a disadvantage, but attacking from the back has one advantage, that is, when Wang Xiao is exhausted, he will not hesitate... to use Feng Yan's finger.

After taking an elixir to regulate the injuries in his body, Ning Fan turned his five fingers into claws, grabbed the ground, and used the soul-drawing technique, his momentum rising steadily.

Although this technique was performed in front of everyone for the second time, its mystery still made everyone admire it and made Wang Xiao's eyes darken.

"Grandstanding! I will admit that you are a strong man, but after all you don't understand what a huge gap there is between the ants in the lower world and the True Spirit people in the upper world! Like Zou Teng, he was given the Blue Ice, and like Wang,

I have also been given two kinds of fifth-grade cold energy and ice marks. This move will kill you!"

Wang Xiao said no more, and the cold air of his palms suddenly pressed on one place. The severe cold turned into a sound of ice and spread to the surroundings. At this moment, his whole body reflected the ice-colored moon shadow, and the surroundings once again

Night falls.

The magical power of the dark night is the foreshadowing, the foreshadowing is the ice moon!

"The Art of Ice Wheel..."

A voice without joy came from Wang Xiao's mouth. He seemed to have changed into a different person. His tone was unusually steady. The two cold airs were fused by him in a strange way, turning into a blizzard full of purple ice particles. In an instant, the sky and the earth were all gone.

Wrapped in a blizzard.

Above the remaining night, an icy moon slowly emerged. The crescent moon was gradually filled with cold air and became a complete full moon. In the full moon, it seemed as if an eyeball suddenly appeared, sharp and aloof.

At the moment when the Ice Moon Eye emerged, the sky froze and the wind and clouds froze. At the moment when Wang Xiaojue changed, purple ice halos emerged around the full moon.

"Ice wheel, first turn! Second turn! Third turn!"

After only three turns, a sharp frost gaze shot out from the original Ice Moon Eye. It was like an ice fishing net, falling down on the head. Everyone was shrouded in the fishing net, all space was frozen, and all living beings were frozen. This ice silk fishing net

There was a cold feeling and the aura of high-level magic.

After three turns, you will reach the top level of Transformation Level, and this blow, because of the help of two kinds of frost and cold energy, the power is closer to the peak of Transformation Level!

"Using the moon as frost and the night as coolness, we, the owl tribe, will be buried in the sky! Those who rebel against the owl tribe will bury their souls!"

Ice light appeared in Wang Xiao's eyes, he roared and raised his finger in the air, pointing at Ning Fan.

The huge ice silk fishing net was immediately thrown towards Ning Fan, vowing to catch Ning Fan, a little fish.

Under this technique, Ning Fan felt a great sense of crisis in his heart, but the purple golden sand was still brewing in his right hand. With a finger of his left hand, the overwhelming sea of ​​gray fire soared into the sky at an unimaginable speed, turning into nine gray fire dragons.

"burn!"

Nine fire dragons rushed towards the ice silk net one after another. The eight gray fire dragons were frozen and extinguished. Only the last one hit the fishing net hard, burning a hole in the ice silk net.

And he used his last firepower to burn out a huge gap along the hole.

Ning Fan fluttered his purple wings, soared into the sky, and escaped from the gap covered by the fishing net without being frozen.

That fishing net is extremely fast, but Ning Fan's escape speed is even faster!

"Impossible! Why did you escape so fast when you were in the early stages of becoming a god! But if you think you can escape from the ice net in this way, you are wrong. Under the moonlight, everything is a fishing net!"

He dodged the blow, but Ning Fan's expression changed, because under the moonlight, his whole body began to freeze slowly.

The ice silk net is just a bait, the real attack method is the ice moonlight.

"broken!"

With Wang Xiao's sneer, Han Yue shattered and turned into threads of moonlight, like silkworm cocoons, wrapping around Ning Fan.

The ice cocoon is getting bigger and bigger, and before it reaches a hundred feet, the cold force in the cocoon doubles. When the ice cocoon reaches nine hundred feet, the cold force in it is enough to kill ordinary people in the late stage of divine transformation!

"die!"

Wang Xiao's eyes turned cold, his fingers changed, the ice cocoon exploded, the ice power was released, and the void was shattered!

In just one moment, swept by the power of ice, the entire Luoyundu County turned into an ice city.

At the center of the ice power explosion, the black shadows were blown apart and nothing remained.

"Lu Bei is dead!"

Wang Xiao laughed happily, but he was a little surprised that he didn't see the storage bag left by Ning Fan after his death.

If you control your strength, you should not damage the storage bag. Even if it does, the boundary map is special. Other things will be killed by the magic, but the boundary map will not. Of course, the purple electric hammer taken away by Ning Fan will not.

If there isn't one here, it was probably swept into the void by the storm when the void was shattered.

But Wang Xiao was not at ease. He seriously injured his body and forcibly activated the secret technique, which had severe side effects. At this moment, the secret technique failed, and his limbs were being eaten away by the power of ice.

There was silence all around. Wang Xiao's spell was really terrifying, but Ning Fan didn't use any decent means to resist it. Even if he died, it wouldn't be surprising...

Especially in the Luo Yun tribe, every demon tribe looked dejected, saying that Ning Fan really died.

Only Lu Waner stepped forward, her beautiful eyes staring into the sky, looking at the lingering purple clouds on the other side, and said firmly.

"No...Lu Bei, he won't die!"

"That's right! The enemy is not dead yet, how can I die so easily!"

An indifferent voice sounded coldly.

At this moment, the sky is filled with purple clouds, reflecting the most brilliant purple light.

At this moment, the ink shadow condensed and turned into a figure in black.

He has a cold complexion, pure black eyes, and almost demonic lines on the left side of his face.

This young man in black had a pale complexion and coughed up blood with ice residue. Even though he had used the ink flow distraction technique, he was still under Wang Xiao's spell and was seriously injured.

However, he will not die!

The incarnation of soul can be broken or dispersed. It is a great magical power that can be transformed into a void. The illusory principles involved can only be understood by the old weirdo Suixu.

It is precisely because the incarnation is difficult to kill that this technique is listed as one of the three techniques of breaking the void. Even old monsters of breaking the void are often keen on practicing this technique.

Wrapped in an ice cocoon and torn apart by the force of ice, Ning Fan's injuries were definitely serious.

But this injury caused Ning Fan to have an unprecedented understanding of Nian Po's transformation into a god!

"The incarnation of Nian Po... I originally understood the word Nian Po to be spiritual thoughts and souls. Now that I have used it again and again, I have vaguely realized that the word Nian Po is not that simple... Nian is obsession, and Po is spirit.

! If you don’t have the courage, you won’t dare to break your body to avoid injury. If you don’t have the obsession, you won’t be able to reunite the broken body! This is the true meaning of the incarnation of the soul! I don’t know the courage, but the obsession... I have it!”

Once broken and then condensed, broken again and condensed again!

The young man in black turned into a black shadow and shattered into pieces. However, he re-condensed again and again, and during the re-condensation, the original physical injuries slowly recovered.

"Self-healing incarnation!" Zi Fei's red lips were at a loss for the first time.

The incarnation is an illusory body that protects magical powers and has a completely different meaning from the clone.

To initially condense the incarnation, you need at least Shattering the Void, and cultivating the incarnation to the point where it can heal itself is something that ordinary Shattering the Void cannot do.

Zi Fei didn't know why Ning Fan, who was only in the early stages of becoming a god, could master such secret techniques.

What's more, I don't know how much enlightenment this boy has, and he can understand the art of incarnation to the state of self-healing injuries.

Her beautiful eyes glanced at Concubine Wu Yan, recalling the warnings this woman had given her.

'Don't mess with Lu Bei!'

"This son can understand two kinds of Void-shattering secret arts. His qualifications are incredible. Even I should not be offended... It's just that this son is not a monster! This is an undoubted fact!"

The black shadow condensed again, Ning Fan raised his finger, pointed at the wind smoke, and pointed at Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao was stunned. He couldn't understand why Ning Fan could stay in the center of the ice attack... and not die!

He couldn't even understand why this finger, Zijin Fengyan, gave him such a strong sense of crisis.

He knew that he had to retreat, but after the previous move, he was exhausted.

However, Ning Fan's aura continued to rise as his body continued to break and condense.

That is a spirit and an obsession that will never change!

You must protect your loved one...before that, you will not die, no matter how many times you are shattered to pieces, you will never die!

"Fenghua is a finger of quicksand, old age is a period of time... Zishu, wind and smoke!"

Purple clouds bloom, purple clouds disperse, Luoyundu County, the ice melts, replaced by purple sand, wind blows Luo Yun!

It's the time when the wind blows again, but this time it's Ning Fan who counterattacks the misty wind!

Under this finger, Wang Xiao wanted to escape, but Ning Fan pointed him back.

"Certainly!"

The crimson thread of pressure submerged itself into the demon body and became entangled in threads.
To be continued...