Just when both of them were helpless against the ice cage, a red spiritual light shot from the air and landed on the ice cage, and in the blink of an eye the ice cage was dissolved.
Han Qianyou looked up into the sky. The woman in red was looking intently at the battle between Zhong Liuyu and Xuan Jing Saint in the distance. She seemed not to have turned her head to look at them at all, but both Han Qianyou and Han Yi knew what had just happened. The red aura comes from the hands of a woman.
Han Qianyou stared at the woman's profile carefully. She had a beautiful face, beautiful eyes, and long hair that undulated slightly in the wind. She had a vigorous heroic spirit. She was really a rare beauty. Thinking this in his heart, he whispered He said: "Thank you."
But the woman didn't seem to hear her at all. Han Qianyou took out a healing elixir and stuffed it into his mouth, turned around and headed towards the inner city with Han Yi.
Xiaoyou, who had been hiding in Han Yi's clothes, exposed his head and looked at the battle between Xuanjing Saint and Zhong Liuyu in the sky, with a flash of purple light in his eyes.
The Holy Lady Xuanjing seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly turned her head to look over, her eyes colliding with Xiaoyou's. The Eye of the Abyss opened automatically as if it was triggered by something dangerous.
Cyan stars appeared behind Xiaoyou, and then they were quickly enveloped in a burst of purple light and disappeared.
"Finally I found you." Saint Xuanjing's face showed a look of ecstasy, but then she whispered mockingly, "I never thought that the majestic Princess Lingyao of the Tianhu Clan would be reduced to such a state."
Saint Xuanjing looked gloating.
The woman in red seemed to sense something strange about Saint Xuanjing, and looked back at Han Yi and Han Qianyou, but Xiaoyou had already retracted her head, and she didn't see anything unusual. The woman in red frowned. Turning back to look at Saint Xuanjing, her eyes were incomprehensible, as if she was thinking about something secretly.
Han Yi and Han Qianyou stopped for a moment in front of the inner city gate and did not go any further.
"Senior Brother Han, what are your plans next?"
"Let's look at the situation. If the elders are defeated, there is no need to continue to hold on to Tianxia City." Han Qianyou looked at the sky in the distance, where hundreds of Spirit King Stage monks and dozens of Sea Clan Qing Kings were fighting fiercely. , the terrifying spiritual skills and the huge spiritual skills collided, erupting into a grand light.
Han Yi looked at the battle between Saint Xuanjing and Zhong Liuyu not far away. One of these two was the Saint of Xuan Yao Tribe, the head of the nine tribes of the Sea Clan, and the other was the Saint Son of Longyuan Holy Land in Canglong Continent. They were both two The top geniuses of the clan, they should be the ones who need attention.
Only by understanding the strength of the top geniuses in the Xuanling world can we determine how to approach our own cultivation path.
While forming the seal, Saint Xuanjing looked at Han Yi outside the inner city gate intentionally or unintentionally, with a faint smile on her lips.
She was flying with her bare hands, as if she were drawing some strange tracks in the air. The blue light flowed along those tracks, slowly carving out a strange-shaped ice flower. The ice flower was tens of meters tall, with twisted branches and overgrown There are needle-like leaves, and the petals overlap one another, like sharp teeth biting.
"Tooth-gnawing ice flower, go."
The blue ice flowers suddenly came to life, their branches quickly lengthened, and the flowers rushed toward Zhong Liuyu.
Zhong Liuyu was not afraid at all. He activated his long bow, and a terrifying flaming arrow pierced the core of the ice flower, like a thousands-meter-long fireball. The ice flower on the other side suddenly grew in size rapidly, and the flower became large enough. Hundreds of meters in size, the petals are fully opened, revealing the dark core and blood-red sharp teeth.
Boom, the flaming arrows pierced the core of the flower. Compared to Binghua's size of hundreds of meters, the flaming arrows thousands of meters long should have been able to crush it, but Binghua miraculously blocked the flaming arrows. Come down.
The flaming arrows inspired circles of fire waves, and the high temperature caused the space to distort.
The seals in the hands of Saint Xuanjing changed, and the blue spiritual light condensed into dozens of strange runes and sank into the stems of the ice flowers. The needles on the stems grew rapidly, and in an instant they turned into a new ice flower. The petals open and turn into a bloody mouth.
In just one or two breaths, hundreds of blue ice flowers took shape, and they swarmed in. Blue cold air erupted from the flower cores, covering the flaming arrows.
The blue ice quickly condensed and froze the flaming arrow. The flaming arrow was completely extinguished and turned into an ice arrow falling from the air, smashing into pieces on the ice.
"Zhong Liuyu, you look down on me too much. Is the archery skill of Longyuan Holy Land only so powerful?" Saint Xuanjing narrowed her eyes slightly, waved her big hand, and all the blue ice flowers spread out. , the needles on the flower stem grew crazily again, turning into blue ice flowers hundreds of meters in size.
Han Qianyou and Han Yi stood in front of the inner city wall and watched this scene. They could no longer control their jaws and were stunned.
In front of their eyes, the entire world was covered by those blue ice flowers. The number of ice flowers was terrifying, tens of thousands.
People in Tianxia City all looked up to the sky. Blue ice flowers formed a layer of darkness, blocking the sunlight. The ice flowers opened their huge petals, and their sharp teeth rubbed together and roared like a ferocious beast. The sound reached everyone in the ears.
The low-level monks and ordinary humans in the inner city were filled with shock, and then boundless panic overwhelmed them all, and the haze spread in the city.
They have never seen such terrifying methods. Even the human spirit king cannot have such power. Everyone knows this clearly, including Han Yi and Han Qianyou who are outside the city gate at this time.
Seeing those ice flowers covering the sky, the look on Zhong Liuyu's face finally became more serious. He glanced left and right and suddenly grinned.
"She is worthy of being the number one saint of the Xuan Yao tribe. The power of such spiritual arts can be compared with the attacks of monks in the Spirit Emperor stage."
Zhong Liuyu admired while spreading his hands and moving his body.
"Since the Saint wants to see the archery skills of Longyuan Holy Land, Zhong Liuyu has no choice but to obey."
The playful look on his face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by an extremely serious and solemn look, as well as an awe-inspiring majesty.
The red-gold bow was pulled open, and blazing white light spots appeared in the surrounding sky. All the light spots converged on the bow string to form a long arrow.
Hot, holy, and pure breath emanates from the blazing white arrows, like a god*.
"Light attribute." Saint Xuanjing's eyelids twitched when she saw the blazing white arrow.
Phew, Zhong Liuyu shot out an arrow. The blazing white arrow was like a slender light thrown into the water. It came to Binghua without causing any ripples.
The ice flowers screamed and rushed forward. The first ice flower that bore the brunt was instantly melted as soon as it touched the arrow. The arrow rushed into the group of ice flowers and suddenly stopped, and countless ice flowers swarmed towards it.
The blazing white arrow exploded into a ball of light, and the blue ice flowers melted one after another. In the blink of an eye, all the ice flowers in the sky disappeared.
"Purification." Saint Xuanjing narrowed her eyes, but she didn't expect Zhong Liuyu's understanding of the properties of light to have reached this level.