Ice and fire collide, and a destructive aura fills the sky above Bird Wings.
"The heat is almost done"
Looking at the Little Han Cicada King who came riding the cold current again, his sallow face full of coldness, Zao Wuji once again waved the Suzaku Flame Flag in his hand, scattering a sea of golden flames.
He doesn't own many monsters, only two, one Liyan Suzaku and one Rongjinyan. However, under his cultivation, these two monsters have transformed into superior bones, and each monster's cultivation level
It’s approaching ten thousand years.
In terms of cultivation alone, both of his monsters are better than Little Hanchan King. Little Hanchan King can fight with him solely because it has the blessing of the Cicada King's legacy that is connected with its bloodline, but this is the limit.
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"Boil the sea."
The demonic power boiled, his eyebrows glowed, and the power of two demons was activated at the same time. Zhao Wuji activated the core magical power of the Zhao family.
Hum, the invisible power fell, and the flames that were originally scattered continued to connect and develop, and instantly turned into a sea of fire, shrouding King Xiao Hanchan in it. Other monsters wanted to rescue, but they were unable to get close to this sea of fire.
"Is this your little trick?"
Seeing this somewhat familiar scene, with a sarcastic look on his face, the Little Han Cicada King once again set off a cold wave, trying to extinguish the fire, but this time something strange happened.
The cold current rolled in, trying to extinguish the sea of fire, but it seemed to add fuel to the fire, instead increasing the power of the sea of fire. For a time, the golden flames continued to rise, with a strong tendency to engulf everything.
Seeing such a scene, Little Hanchan King was a little surprised.
"Did you smelt boiled sea water?"
His eyes fell on Emperor Li, and King Xiao Hanchan couldn't help but ask.
King Xiao Hanchan naturally knows something about the Zhao family's magical power of boiling the sea. It is based on the fire element Taoist species: Boiling the Sea. It is a very terrifying magical power of fire. It has the real power of boiling the sea. It not only has
It has a terrifying temperature, and it can absorb the power of the water system to strengthen itself. It has great restraint against ice monsters like it.
When its father lost to Taoist Qianyang, this magical power of boiling seas was also the key.
Hearing this, a dark look flashed in his eyes. Without saying a word, Emperor Li waved the Suzaku flag in his hand again, attracting the heavenly fire to come to the world, and continuously increasing the power of the sea-boiling magical power.
"No, you didn't actually smelt and cook the seaweed."
Vibrating his wings, he kept dodging the falling sky fire. Although Emperor Li didn't say anything, King Xiaohancicada quickly realized something was wrong. This was indeed the magical power of boiling the sea, but compared to the real boiling of the sea, its power was much weaker.<
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Sometimes the same magical power can be activated by different methods. King Xiao Hanchan understood that Emperor Li must have used other methods to replace the method of boiling the sea. Thinking of this, King Xiao Hanchan felt a lot more relaxed.
"A thousand-year chill."
The demonic power boiled and his abdomen stirred. The Little Han Cicada King exhaled two waves of blue cold air from his mouth.
Roaring, the air is like a swimming dragon, exuding extreme chill. Wherever it passes, the burning sea of fire is instantly frozen.
"Let's go!"
Seeing such a scene, his eyes lit up and without any hesitation, the Little Han Chan King turned into a stream of light and immediately rushed out along the path opened by the Han Chan Qi.
Although the chilling qi seems to freeze the sea of fire, it is only temporary. It must seize the time. Soon, after absorbing the power of the chilling qi, the sea of fire will become even more terrifying.
"Is that that easy? Suzaku nodded three times."
With a cold look in his eyes, Zhao Wuji waved the red bird flame flag, and a little bit of cold light bloomed.
Phew, the chirping of the Suzaku, like a bird pecking, directly locked onto the Little Han Cicada King who transformed into a flowing light.
"I have a vajra glass body."
A faint golden light flowed from the surface of the body. He gritted his teeth and did not dodge. The Little Han Cicada King resisted the blow.
Poof, there is a terrifying breath of fire raging in the body, the internal organs seem to be burning, and the ice freezes itself. The Little Han Cicada King opened his mouth and spat out a large number of fine ice crystals, which contained the frozen flames. For a moment, the Little Han Cicada King's breath was extremely fast.
Weakness is the price it pays for escaping from the restrictions of the sea-boiling magical power.
Seeing such a scene, the expressions of the remaining four high-ranking demons changed slightly. They knew that King Xiao Hanchan was at an absolute disadvantage. There were demons who wanted to rescue them, but at this time they were all entangled by people from the Dali Dynasty.
It was impossible to escape for a while.
"Damn it, it would be great if the Black Dragon King and Tao Mu were still here."
The light in his eyes flickered, and some monsters roared in their hearts. If the Black Dragon King and Tao Mu were here and could assist the Little Hanchan King, the current situation would definitely be much better. Although Zhao Wuji, who is holding a Taoist weapon, is very strong, he is still just the real Yin Shen.
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And at this moment, Seizing the opportunity, Zhao Wuji took action again.
"Financialize iron."
The flag waved, roaring like liquid golden flames, instantly engulfing the Little Han Cicada King.
Ah, the mountain-like monster body was melting, and the Little Han Cicada King let out a shrill scream. What Han Cicada's slough can bring to it is an increase in mana and magical power, but the increase in defense is quite limited.
"If you want me to die, I won't make it easy for you, Six-Winged Hancicada."
Hatred burst out in his heart, his blood burned, he tore his demonic body apart, and using cicada wings to transform into a heavenly sword, the Little Han Cicada King slashed at Zhao Wuji.
Phew, the white light was swift, extremely agile, and extremely fast. It was in front of Zhao Wuji in an instant.
Catching this ray of white light, his gaze sharpened, and the flames of molten gold rose up, evolving the characteristics of divine gold. Like a red bird probing its claws, Zao Wuji grabbed that ray of white light.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the white light split into six parts and struck Zhao Wuji at different angles.
Caught off guard, a chill filled his heart. There was the cry of the Suzaku, and the top-grade treasure on Zhao Wuji, the Fire Python Clothes, suddenly glowed. However, the power of this treasure still could not really block these six white lights.
Hey, the pungent smell of blood filled the air, the magical power to protect his body was broken, and five deep or shallow wounds were cut out on Zhao Wuji's body. They were not fatal, but Zhao Wuji's right arm was cut off. p>
"You deserve to die."
After swallowing a pill, Zhao Wuji looked at the Little Han Cicada King whose demonic body had been melted half by the melting gold flame. Zhao Wuji's face was filled with ferociousness, and he was no longer as tall as before.
Seeing such a scene, Little Hanchan King smiled, happily, not like a dying demon at all. From the time he transferred away the Black Dragon King and Tao Mu, everything he did was for now.
"It's not me who died, it was you, the golden cicada escaped from its shell."
The magical power worked, leaving behind a cicada, and the real Little Han Cicada King disappeared in an instant.
At this moment, he understood something. Zhao Wuji's spiritual thoughts were running, and he was about to recall the Suzaku flame flag that he had just released. But at this moment, snow fell in the sky, and his body and soul were frozen.
"The Vermilion Bird Flame Flag, that old guy actually gave it to a junior like you. It seems like he is really dying."
With a sigh, a chill filled the air, and the vibrating Suzaku flame flag was instantly frozen. Then, in the wind and snow, the figure of a chilling cicada emerged. It was not large, no more than three feet long, and it was alive.
Six Wings, with golden light flowing all over its body, naturally became the center of this world the moment it appeared.