Thousands of icicles turned into objects as sharp as arrowheads, formed a circle, and all aimed at Xuanyuan Jing's body.
Xuanyuan Jing calmly released the earth spirit and wrapped it around Bing Ling, moving back and forth in the circle in an ethereal manner.
After lightly slapping a dozen palms, the earth dragon under his feet suddenly swept him up.
A gust of wind-like earth spirit rushed towards the surrounding ice. The fragments struggled with the fragments. Thousands of ice liquefied into pieces of ice blades, and pieces of earth that looked thin but were actually powerful and fast, shot at each other.
After that, countless pieces of debris were sprinkled in the pockets, but no one dared to take them.
The monks all gesticulated and drew barriers to resist, and the soldiers who were attacked by the debris all suffered head injuries and bloodshed, and fell unconscious on the spot.
The fury of thunder was unleashed instantly!
The jet black and ink purple figures turned into the two most beautiful shooting stars in the sky, colliding hard together.
The power of the roaring sky flew in all directions, turning into wind blades, intertwining gorgeously.
The two figures separated in one blow and stood in the air. One's hairband was cut off by the strong wind, with three thousand ink hair and black silk flying.
The other one has swaying ink clothes, undulating silver threads, and a cold handsome face, standing solemnly between heaven and earth.
This scene is intertwined and woven into a beautiful picture.
The blue sky, white clouds and thousands of ravines are just the thick background of these two powerful men.
There are more than ten feet between the two people, but depending on their realm, they can reach it in one step, but neither of them moves.
Zihua slightly lowered her finger to the ground, a halo lingered, and the sword roared.
And Xuanyuan Jing also had a spear wrapped in purple light in his hand.
In an instant, the two of them took back their spiritual weapons into the sea of consciousness at the same time, formed seals with their hands, and the complicated marks floated in the sky.
Lieyan and everyone retreated under pressure.
Lieyan looked straight at the man standing in the air with his lips pursed in silence, a trace of mist flashing in his eyes.
One after another, void handprints spread out from the man's fingertips.
This mudra consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Every time it forms, Mu Tiankuang's silver eyes become a little darker, and his face becomes pale.
And Xuanyuan Jing was not as relaxed as him. He also had the same handprints at the bottom of the box, but Mu Tiankuang's speed of forming the seals was slightly higher than Xuanyuan Jing's.
Seventy-seven forty-nine levels of monstrous handprints.
Soon, a cloud of handprints filled the sky and the earth, covering the sky and the earth, cold and enchanting.
Under the simultaneous guidance of the two men, the handprints of the two parties quickly flew towards the opponent's area.
In an instant, there were bursts of thunderous roars in the sky.
Although Xuanyuan Jing does not have as many as seven or forty-nine layers of hand seals, he still has at least forty layers of hand seals. This is also the Xuanyuan family's family tradition of forming seals. It can gather the spiritual energy of the whole body into a single moment, which is definitely a killer move.
The collision of the handprints of the two parties shook the heaven and the earth, with bursts of black light. Almost all the creatures on this side were wiped out, and were instantly wiped out!
Mu Tiankuang remained motionless.
"Poof!" Xuanyuan Jing spit out a mouthful of blood and took a few steps back. His dark pupils instantly condensed into ice.
Lieyan's black pupils shrank, and his heart was extremely shocked. He kept saying to himself: This is power, this is it!
Compared with her own childish strength that can be destroyed with one finger, this is what she pursues, the ultimate goal!
Mo Yi swept over, and the man's silver thread hooked over her delicate little face. With a flick of his fingertips and an stretch of his arms, Lie Yan's little body was hugged into his arms, and his chin was lifted high by the man.
Before she could ask, the man's cold lips pressed down and sucked hard on her lips.
Then he picked her up from the waist, and with one step she disappeared into the vast world in a moment, leaving only a cold voice lingering in the ears of the soldiers, "My woman, a famous flower has her own owner, don't bother her anymore."
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"Your Majesty..." Several close guards helped him.
Xuanyuan Jing raised his hand to stop their movements, and a deep-seated coldness slipped through his ebony eyes.
"It's crazy, it's crazy." Lieyan panted and avoided his pursuing lips, stretched out a hand and hurriedly covered his mouth and said, "Listen to me."
"That pervert Xuanyuan Jing is very powerful. I am no match for him yet. That's why I was detained by him, but it is only temporary, temporary..." She stretched out her hand to cover his pressing lips again, without even noticing it.
, there was a hint of grievance in his voice, "As long as I think of a way, I will naturally leave this person."
Silver eyes blinked, his long eyebrows slightly raised, and the man's deep voice rolled through his throat, "Really?"
"Yeah, yeah." Lieyan nodded hurriedly and touched his handsome face with one hand, "God damn it, how come you... you have hair and eyes?"
"It's ugly?" The man frowned subconsciously.
"It's not ugly." Lieyan shook his head, "I'm just curious."
"I came here in a hurry, I forgot to do it." As soon as Mu Tiankuang finished speaking, he lowered his head and gave her a peck.
Lie Yan blinked and looked at his silver threads and silver phoenix eyes, which gradually turned into black. He couldn't help but touch them with his little hands, "Huh?"
"I absorbed the essence of the moon not long ago." He hugged her, suddenly stretched out his arms, and lifted her above his head.
Lieyan was startled, and subconsciously hooked his little arm around his neck.
There was a faint smile on the man's lips. He retracted his hand and pressed her heavily into his arms. His thin lips followed her small mouth, "I miss you, Yan. What should I do? Not long after we separated, I
I feel so much lovesickness and feel extremely uncomfortable. Is there any way you can let me temporarily put aside missing you? Hmm?"
The man's voice contained a special softness that made people's hearts tremble.
It's a pity that he usually cherishes words like gold and doesn't like to talk much. In fact, his voice is very attractive to women.
Lieyan put his arms around his waist and rubbed against him hard. With a pair of red eyes, he wormed his way into his arms and said, "If you want to miss me, think of me all the time. Don't miss me, every minute."
Not even allowed!"
The man smiled lowly, lifted her chin up with a hook of his finger, "How about I accompany you to the imperial capital before leaving."
Lieyan's eyes lit up, and he moved into his arms, hooked his neck, and nodded his head vigorously, "Is that okay?"
"Yeah." Actually, it was because he didn't want to leave. He had only been away for a few hours, but it seemed like years had passed. Suddenly, he felt that this little woman seemed like he could never let go...
Lovesickness, jealousy, mania, these strange feelings were something he never dared to think about in the past, but now, he has experienced them all.