As for why this phantom exists in the form of a soul body, it is likely that there is some kind of problem with his body, so he hides here and sleeps to recover.
"ah!"
The angry voice sounded again, and the shadow that was split in half instantly merged into one, roaring: "You actually hurt my soul, damn it!"
After saying that, he pushed his hands together, and half of the ice on the ground disappeared in an instant. The black ice transformed into countless weapons and shot out, attacking Zhong Zihao.
Ice Soul was furious and hated this human being to the core.
This world is his base camp. Naturally, he has long discovered that there is a human being here. However, he does not pay attention to the mere cultivation of a saint, so he did not pay attention to it at first.
In his opinion, even if this person attacks, he can react quickly and easily resolve it.
Unexpectedly, this guy was a bit perverted. Almost at the moment when he drew his sword, the sword light had already passed by, catching him off guard and causing heavy losses.
Zhong Zihao's eyes were solemn. He had already judged that the strength of Ice Soul was higher than that of Fire Spirit. However, due to the convenient location, the combat power it could exert was much higher. Currently, he was no match.
However, with his character, how could he just sit back and wait for death?
In a flash of his hand, the Divine Sword disappeared, and a long sword exuding endless demonic aura jumped into his palm, and it was a killing sword move as soon as it was released.
"Kill the God!"
A faint starlight suddenly appeared, invisible fluctuations permeated the entire underground world, and waves of power like tidal waves rippled out from Zhong Zihao's body. The void seemed to be completely melted, and everything was wrapped in this power.
Above the nine heavens, there seems to be a giant hand of stars extending down, tearing the sky gently, and together with the endless darkness, everything returns to nothingness.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Countless mysterious ices turned into powder and dissipated, and the space became clear again. What appeared in front of us was a piece of mysterious ice that was three feet wide, two feet thick, and about two feet long.
This piece of black ice was exactly what Zi Ling and Fire Spirit were planning to dig away. However, after being controlled by the Ice Soul, it seemed to have turned into a living thing. The chill emanating from it was unimaginable, and the temperature within a few miles dropped by more than ten times.
Ice Soul actually used his own body as a means of attack. This shows how deep his hatred for this human being is.
Zhong Zihao was almost frozen to the point where his upper and lower front teeth kept banging against each other. The true energy in his body was rapidly transformed, and an extremely strong evil spirit filled the entire place.
"Poxu!"
Use the black flame demon sword to perform this move, and the power will be doubled!
The black flame flew out instantly, turning into a black bolt and wandering in the air. There seemed to be a howling wind inside, and a heart-stopping aura of death filled the air. Then several gray lights condensed and merged, becoming more and more coercive.
Horrible, the space shook violently.
"Boom..."
The roar that resounded throughout the world spread to every corner, and several black cracks appeared in the void. Where Zhong Zihao stood, all the ice on the ground turned into debris.
Even so, the terrifying piece of black ice that flew by did not suffer any damage.
"Pfft...bang!"
Zhong Zihao spat out a mouthful of blood, and was knocked back dozens of miles away. He fell to the ground and spat out another mouthful of blood. The energy and blood in his body kept rolling.
"call out!"
What he didn't expect was that after a slight delay, the piece of black ice turned into a stream of light and flew out again, hitting him directly.
Zhong Zihao's mind was racing, and he raised his hand in an instant, tore out his hand and disappeared in an instant.
When he appeared again, he was already beside Zi Ling and Huo Ling.
He had decided to take the two of them to escape, but it was a pity that this trip to the Buddha Heaven not only gained nothing in the end, but also almost cost his own life.
As for the bronze medal of Hua Yuqin, after seeing its power, how could I be willing to use it here.
"Big brother, wait!"
Zi Ling suddenly spoke and immediately took out something from his arms, which was the jade bottle that sealed Feng Yan.
"Um?"
Zhong Zihao's eyes lit up. This Phoenix Flame was a gift from Feng Qi, and its functions were unparalleled. It was precisely because of its existence that the Fire Spirit was able to successfully transform in such a short period of time.
As for the power, although several people have never tried it, they are very confident in the Phoenix Flame. When the Fire Spirit transformed, Zi Ling once threw a ball of Phoenix Flame, which increased the power of the sea of fire several times.
On the other hand, it comes from the confidence in Feng Qi. She is in the realm of divine connection, but she regards Feng Yan as a treasure, which shows that its power is extraordinary.
Zi Ling has personally experienced the terror of the ice soul. Although he has not yet used many methods, he does not think he can defeat the ice soul at this moment. He suddenly thought of Feng Yan, and of course he had to give it a try.
At this moment, the piece of black ice, which represented the body of the ice soul, had already changed direction after smashing into countless icebergs, and rushed towards the location of the three people.
"go!"
The corners of Zi Ling's mouth turned up slightly, and an expectant smile appeared on his face. He flicked his fingers, and the jade bottle turned into a stream of light and flew out. When it was dozens of feet away from the three of them, it exploded with a soft "bang" sound.
"boom!"
A sea of colorful fire bloomed in the sky, and a terrifying high temperature that made people's souls feel stinging hit his face. Zhong Zihao was shocked. He stretched out his hands, grabbed the two little guys, and plunged into the space crack next to him.
"Oh my God, how could this thing appear?"
After they stood still in the distance, they heard a panicked roar. Ice Soul immediately took back the piece of black ice, and the Soul Shadow quickly fled in another direction.
Zi Ling was overjoyed and immediately raised his hands, pinching the seals constantly, controlling the sea of fire to chase the ice soul.
"Hahahaha, you have today too!"
Huo Ling laughed so heartily that he said hurriedly: "Sister, I also want a ball of phoenix flames!"
"good!"
At this moment, Zi Ling was not stingy and immediately took out another jade bottle and handed it to Huo Ling.
Then... Zhong Zihao was dumbfounded.
The two little guys can be regarded as the ancestors of fire control. One controlled a sea of fire to chase the ice soul, causing the latter to flee in panic, leaving only a vast ocean turned into icebergs along the way.
Although this space is not small, it has its limit. In less than two sticks of incense, the ice soul has been suppressed within a hundred feet by two people one after another.
"Little Ancestor, have mercy on me, my god...oh no, my ice soul has given up."
Ice Soul jumped up and down, and finally had to beg for mercy. However, the two little guys were indifferent. They just wanted to kill Ice Soul in order to avenge the first injury from the former.
"Wait a minute, I have something to ask him!"
Zhong Zihao came from behind. He still had many questions about the extremely cold place, and he thought he should be able to get the answers from Bing Hun.
"This old guy is too dangerous, unless he surrenders first!"
Zi Ling was not stupid. After saying this, she stared at Bing Hun with a fierce look on her face. Looking at her, if the latter dared to say even half a word, she would definitely be killed on the spot.
"Little Ancestor, I've accepted it. Isn't it okay to accept it?"
At this moment, Ice Soul was in such a miserable state that it was no longer as arrogant as before.
"No, I have to call you eldest sister!"
Zi Ling was obviously unwilling, but still felt that Huo Ling's title sounded comfortable.
"Sister, please spare me!" In the end, Binghun had no choice but to surrender.
"Hehe, that's pretty much it!" Zi Ling giggled, seeming to be celebrating this victory.