Not good. The Ice Dragon Demon Saint secretly said, but at this moment, when he came back to his senses, it was already too late to take any defensive action.
With a boom, the Gangfeng Fist Seal submerged her whole body, and countless pieces of ice exploded and splashed. Han Yi kept moving, stamping his feet and rushed over. He didn't think that his punch could kill a late-level Spiritual Saint.
The top level demon saint.
The five-color escaping light penetrated the ice fragments in the sky, and a huge piece of blue ice appeared in front of his eyes. Han Yi's pupils shrank, and he secretly thought that sure enough, just when he was about to raise his hand to smash the blue ice with a punch, the blue ice suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
The ice actually exploded on its own, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly exploded in Han Yi's mind.
Among the broken ice crystals, an ice spike flew out at an extremely fast speed, so fast that Han Yi almost had no time to react. Han Yi's face changed slightly, his hands crossed in front of his chest, and the five-color aura instantly solidified. With a bang, the ice
The thorn hit his arms and pushed him to fly backward. Slowly, the entire ice thorn appeared. It was not an ice thorn at all, but an iceberg.
The huge iceberg pushed Han Yi and hit the ice wall hundreds of miles away. The ice wall collapsed quickly. Han Yi fell into the depths of the ice wall, and the endless ice power around him surged towards him.
Trying to invade his body, freeze him, or even freeze his soul.
However, Han Yi now has a divine body, and the five-color aura has isolated all the power of ice, and even the power of law cannot easily destroy his body.
On the other side, the Ice Dragon Demon Saint emerged from the broken ice crystals. She sat firmly on the Ice Holy Seat, pressing a slender hand across the void. The power received by the iceberg continued to increase, and even Han Han was stunned for a moment.
Yi was suppressed in the ice wall and unable to move.
"A mere early stage spiritual saint still wants to resist in front of me." The Ice Dragon Demon Saint sneered, and the seal in his hand changed. The Ice Soul Holy Ring in his hand and the Ice Holy Seat beneath him simultaneously emitted blue light.
Aperture, magnificent and magnificent patterns of law manifested in the aperture.
"The Holy Seat of Ice Soul, the God of Ice."
The moment the words fell, the entire ice abyss exploded, including the iceberg that suppressed Han Yi. All the ice cubes that exploded turned into blue cold air, and all of them rushed to Han Yi.
The surroundings turned into a blue vortex. The temperature dropped sharply. Han Yi used all his strength to cover his whole body with five-color aura, resisting the invasion of the cold air.
A layer of blue ice crystals condensed on his body surface, slowly thickening. But Han Yi couldn't stop it at all. His movements were completely suppressed by the terrifying power coming from the whirlpool. Even though his divine body was complete,
You can't resist at all.
"The power coming out of this vortex is so terrifying." Han Yi turned his head with difficulty, the gray vortex turning in his eyes. He faintly saw the crisscrossing patterns of law in the blue vortex.
The Ice Dragon Demon Saint actually completely hid the pattern of law in the cold vortex, forming an unbreakable barrier.
"No, even the peak demon saint cannot create an unbreakable barrier. I can't break it just because my power is not strong enough."
Han Yi thought this in his mind, desperately activating the power of the Law of Destiny to communicate with the three destiny artifacts hidden in his body.
The ice gradually thickened, freezing his entire body. The five-color spiritual light flowing on the surface of his skin gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared completely.
Han Yi was completely frozen by the blue ice.
...
On the void battlefield, in another battle group millions of miles away, the old ghost of Tianzong and the master of Xuan Ye Palace faced two early-stage spiritual saint monks, and with every movement of their hands, they issued thousands of laws to repel their opponents.
Monk Liaoding and the purple-haired man teamed up to deal with the old ghost of Tianzong, while Jinjia Lingsheng and Ouyang Xun joined forces to fight against the master of Xuanye Hall. No matter which side, the opponent held the determination to die and unleashed the power of the law in their hands, pressing the bottom of the box.
The treasures and elixirs were used without reservation.
The old ghost of Tianzong stood in the void. The black moon was only about ten feet in size, floating behind him. Black air flowed around his body and converged on his chest, seeming to suppress the trauma caused by Ouyang Xun's semi-artifact.
.He was holding a picture scroll in his hand, which he had not yet typed.
Open. The monk Ding and the purple-haired man opposite him looked at his hand solemnly. Although the scroll had not been opened yet, they had already faintly sensed the huge and terrifying flow of power from it. Obviously the scroll was a
A very powerful artifact.
The two of them also sacrificed their own holy weapons of cultivation. One hundred and eight jade bodhi beads were spinning around Monk Dingding. Each beads was filled with dense scriptures and exuded a vast seven-color Buddha light.
.He holds a silver alms bowl in his left hand, and the Buddha palm in his right hand stands upright.
As for the purple-haired man, the Sky Corpse Pearl was suspended in front of him, holding a long spear in his right hand. The gun body was as black as ink, with strange purple lines surrounding it. The spear's spine was cold and sharp, reflecting a frightening cold light.
"Monk Lingding, I didn't expect that this time, you would actually bring out the treasure of Zhenzen Temple, the Lotus Bowl of Wonderful Dharma. And you, Liu Tianming, a Heavenly Corpse Bead and a dazzling Heavenly Corpse Spear.
The imitations are all pretty good.”
When the old ghost of Tianzong saw the sacred weapon that the two men took out, his eyes lit up and he burst into laughter.
"It seems that this time, I will gain a lot."
"Humph, old ghost from Tianzong, if you want the holy weapon in our hands, it depends on whether you have the ability." The purple-haired man's face was full of evil energy, his fangs were exposed, and the corpse energy was fully released, which made people shudder.
.
"Amitabha, the benefactor of the Tianzong, put down his butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately." Monk Lingding persuaded.
"Nonsense, if you can become a Buddha immediately by putting down the butcher's knife, then wouldn't all the monks in your Zhenzen Temple be Arhats and True Buddhas?" The old ghost from Tianzong sneered, and with a wave of his hand, the scroll in his hand immediately flew up, and appeared in the sky.
The top of his head slowly unfolded.
In the scroll, there is a tragic and terrifying picture of Shura eating ghosts. The red Shura rises from the sea of blood, with its membrane wings spread out and covered with bones. It has a big mouth and hundreds of thousands of breaths.
The evil ghosts were swallowed into the belly. The frightened and shrill screams of the evil ghosts, although no sound came out, were still frightening.
"Asura's Ghost-Eating Picture, it actually fell into your hands." When the purple-haired man saw the unfolded picture, he screamed in horror.
"It seems that you still have some eyesight. Today, I will let you experience the power of the top ten magic weapons in the Xuanling Realm."
After the old ghost of Tianzong finished speaking, he immediately activated the Shura Ghost-Eating Picture, and endless black energy poured into the picture.
In an instant, black air erupted from the scroll, directly covering the void within a hundred thousand miles.
The monk Lingding and the purple-haired man quickly moved closer to each other, each activating the sacred weapon in their hands.
"Jade Bodhi Rosary, the image of all living beings."
Monk Liaoding took out the Buddha's seal with his right hand and waved it, one hundred and eight jade bodhi beads shot out in all directions, rehearsing in a strange way, releasing Buddha's light from each other and echoing each other, faintly turning into a huge Buddha statue.
In the shadow, the face of the Buddha statue slowly changes, sometimes male, sometimes female, sometimes old, sometimes young.
The phantom of the Buddha statue shrouded the monk Luoding, blocking the invasion of the black energy from the surroundings. As soon as the Buddha's shadow took shape, tens of thousands of evil ghosts were slain out of the black energy, and they collided with the living beings without fear of death.
Above the Buddha's shadow, the evil ghosts were annihilated one after another amid the shrill screams.
On the other side, the purple-haired man Liu Tianming sacrificed the Heavenly Corpse Bead, and a layer of extremely pure purple corpse energy turned into a vortex spinning around him. All the evil ghosts that came over were crushed to pieces by the vortex of corpse energy.
"Does the legendary Shura Ghost-eating Picture only have this power?" Monk Dingding frowned.
"Probably not. These are just ordinary evil ghosts, and existences at the level of ghost kings have not yet appeared." The solemn look on Liu Tianming's face did not diminish, and his remaining right arm was holding the black spear tightly. It was obvious that
Be prepared to attack at any time.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a huge evil ghost nearly ten feet in size rushed out of the black energy. Four thick arms struck through the air, creating pillars of Dao Gang wind energy, which hit the vortex of corpse energy and shook it alive.
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"Hmph, is this all you have power?" He stabbed the gun unceremoniously, and a purple light flew out instantly, piercing through the ghost king's head at lightning speed. The ghost king exploded with a bang and became
It became an endless ghost spirit.
"Buzz--" This shot seemed to have poked a hornet's nest. Suddenly, the ghost energy all around exploded. Hundreds of ghost kings rushed out together. Around them, thousands of evil ghosts were flying and laughing wildly.
"Amitabha, let me let this poor monk come to save you to be reborn in bliss today." Before Liu Tianming could take action, Monk Lingding stood up first, raised the Buddha's palm with one hand, and waved it lightly.
mighty.
"I have heard that at one time, the Buddha was in the Jirga Mountain in the city of Rajagaha, together with twelve thousand great monks, all of whom were great Arhats. As everyone knows, his name was Mahakassapa and Mahaaniruddha.
All of them are waiting for the top..." He recited the Purana Sutra with a solemn expression.
Wherever the Buddha's light and Buddha's sound passed by, the surrounding evil ghosts seemed to be burned by flames, and green smoke emitted from their bodies. Even the ghost king could not resist the power of those Buddha's light and Buddha's sound.
"Stinky monk, I am going to tear you apart."
The ghost kings roared ferociously and rushed over, but before they could reach the Buddha's shadow, their bodies were purified in the Buddha's light.
"It's really vulnerable. It seems that this elder has overestimated the power of the Shura Ghost-Eating Diagram." Liu Tianming felt slightly relieved.
"All ghosts eat gods."
The cold voice of the old ghost of Tianzong came from the depths of the ghost mist. In an instant, the ghost mist surged fiercely, and hundreds of thousands of ghost kings emerged and rushed over. Behind those ghost kings, Liu Tianming clearly saw a figure with a size exceeding ten thousand miles.