In a corner of the pagoda sky, in a deserted valley, two figures were fighting fiercely.
"Heaven-shaking Seal, get up!"
As Zhong Zihao's soft drink rang out, a giant palm that covered the sky descended from the sky, carrying a terrifying coercion that frightened the world, and smashed down towards the fire spirit.
"fire!"
Huo Ling raised his head and looked at the huge palm print that shot out of the air. He raised his hand and waved, and a fire dragon several feet long rose into the sky.
The fire dragon soared into the sky, and after touching the giant palm covering the sky, with a loud roar, both sides collapsed, turning into the energy of heaven and earth and dissipating between heaven and earth.
"Keng!"
A clear sword sound resounded, and it was extremely clear in this silent valley. Zhong Zihao raised his right hand lightly, and the God-cutting Sword had already swept out on its own.
Suddenly, silver light and black light emerged at the same time, transforming into two seals, which then continued to rotate and merge, and finally condensed into a Tai Chi yin and yang pattern that appeared on the God-Slaying Sword.
Zhong Zihao swung with all his might, and a force of destructive force swept across a few miles around and struck down the fire spirit headlong.
The fire spirit's reaction was not slow, and it had already condensed into a long dragon of almost white flames, hovering in the sky, and the void trembled slightly.
"Boom!"
After a loud noise that shook the earth, violent energy swept through, and even Zi Ling was forced to retreat, but this blow also did not make the two of them any better.
"Bang bang bang... boom!"
The two figures rolled around, Zhong Zihao almost tried all kinds of methods, but still couldn't do anything to the fire spirit.
Suddenly, the fire spirit took the initiative to attack, and a sea of fire appeared with a wave of its hand, and the aura emanating from it was very similar to Feng Yan.
Of course, the power is also terrifying, the void keeps fluctuating, and tiny space cracks appear.
Zhong Zihao didn't dare to neglect, he tore up his empty hand and used it in an instant. When he appeared again, the extremely rich evil spirit stirred up the world.
"call out!"
The God-Slaying Sword flew out of his hand and turned into a gray bolt that wandered through the air. There seemed to be a howling wind inside, and a heart-stopping aura of death filled the air.
Then several more rays of gray light condensed out and merged with the previous one.
In an instant, an unstoppable and terrifying coercion suddenly descended, the space trembled violently, and the light on the God-Slaying Sword flourished, trying to cut the world in half.
"Tsk!"
A ray of sword light flashed over Huo Ling's shoulder, and an arm was removed silently.
Zhong Zihao also failed to take advantage. Terrifying flames were ignited under his feet, and half of his legs disappeared in an instant.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The two men stopped their hands and roared so loudly that the sound shook the wilderness.
Immediately everything returned to calm, neither of them said a word, and resumed in the same place with their legs crossed!
"Two lunatics, just fighting each other, they must end up missing arms and legs."
Zi Ling approached from a distance, and instead of showing any concern on his face, he kept complaining.
Zhong Zihao drank the Fountain of Life and recovered quickly. But when he got up, he saw that Huo Ling was faster than him and had already recovered as before.
Although both sides knew that the battle seemed to be evenly matched, in fact neither of them used the final resort, but they could probably detect that Huo Ling's strength was not inferior to Zhong Zihao's.
"Huo Ling, what are you doing?"
Zhong Zihao was amazed that a warrior must consume the true energy or source power in his body to repair a broken arm, but after the Huo Ling arm was restored, the aura on his body did not change at all.
"Master, I am a little different from you humans. As long as my body is not harmed, I can fight almost endlessly."
Huo Ling chuckled and scratched his head with his hand, as if he was a little embarrassed, fearing that his words would offend his master.
Zhong Zihao was greatly shocked. Of course he knew that the Fire Spirit's body was actually a mutated Lihuo Essence. According to what the latter said, wouldn't it be an immortal existence?
At least under normal circumstances, it can be thought so.
"monster!"
Zhong Zihao was a little speechless. Only these words could represent his psychology at the moment.
He was more fortunate because, according to what Huo Ling said, he could think that his side's combat effectiveness would be at least doubled in the future.
Huoling turned his head, stretched out his hand and lightly moved towards the place where he had transformed before, and an unknown object the size of a fist flew past.
Zhong Zihao and Zi Ling looked closely and saw that it was a group of stones whose colors were constantly changing. It looked like a piece of beautiful jade, but in fact it contained unimaginable and terrifying high temperatures.
"Master, hide it in the Netherworld, and I can fight almost unscrupulously in the outside world."
Huo Ling whispered to the two of them, the pride in his voice undisguised.
"So your body has become like this, so beautiful!"
Zi Ling grabbed the stone and threw it around in his two little hands, jumping for joy.
"Sister, you can't treat it like this." Huo Ling was speechless. Can't you respect my body a little bit?
"Hey, I just like this, what can you do to me?" How could Zi Ling be afraid of him? He even threw the stone high into the air, and then smashed it to the ground.
Soon, the two fell into a commotion.
However, the Fire Spirit seemed to have a natural fear of the Purple Spirit, and by the end his voice had turned into a prayer.
Finally, Zhong Zihao spoke up, calmed the two little guys, and put the mutated Lihuo essence into the Netherworld, and the three of them began to discuss.
"What, we are going to an extremely cold place?"
When Huo Ling figured out his next destination, he shuddered unconsciously.
He is a special life-like existence. It can be said that he is not afraid of heaven and earth. However, everything in the world is interdependent, and it happens to be particularly disgusting with the water element.
Fire spirits are not necessarily afraid of water-based things, but they will instinctively feel uncomfortable in that environment.
"Don't worry, this place has been destroyed a long time ago. We are just going to take a look around." Zhong Zihao could only comfort himself.
"Master, if you had told me earlier, it would scare me."
Huo Ling let out a long breath of air, raised his sleeves and wiped his forehead continuously, as if he had broken out in a cold sweat.
"Brother, why does the Fire Spirit want me to go back to the Netherworld even though I can go with you?"
After settling Huo Ling's matter, Zi Ling became dissatisfied again and refused to give up no matter how Zhong Zihao explained.
After arguing for a long time to no avail, Zhong Zihao could only surrender: "You can follow us if you want, but you must not cause any trouble!"
"good!"
Zi Ling smiled brightly, as long as she had food and fun, she would probably agree to anything.
"Let's go!"
Zhong Zihao then nodded, shouted, and flew north with the two little guys.
Today's Zi Ling has obviously changed a lot, and her aura is hard to figure out. Even Feng Qi, who is in the divine realm, can't recognize her true form. This is the main reason why he agreed.
Zhong Zihao has already found out the location of the extremely cold place. It is located in the northernmost part of Futu Tian, quite far away from here.
The three of them traveled through the air at full speed and spent two full months before finally reaching a barren land.