There was a loud noise, and the purple lake surrounding Taoist Frost instantly surged. The rolling spiritual power roared like a dragon, and the ice in the sky crashed onto the stone platform.
The two jets of black energy that Blue Eyes Suan Ni sprayed out from the cave were shattered by the ice. Waves of violent roars came from the cave, and it was obvious that the guy was also angered.
Chu Yiliu's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Mo Ji, nodded, and swung the Overlord's broken halberd, blasting towards Taoist Frost.
Mo Ji roared angrily, the energy and blood all over his body roared, and the black air danced wildly in the sky, like a demon god coming to the world. The sky-fire Mo Feng waved like a shadow and crashed down.
The two men besieged him from left to right, and the pressure on Taoist Frost increased greatly.
"You brats, you're all going to die!" The veins on his old face popped out, and his expression was extremely ferocious. The power of Taotao's purple lake surged, and the ice aura stirred up, turning into two violent tornadoes to attack him.
The Donghua Palace disciples who were watching from the outside all had shocked expressions in their eyes.
"These two guys are so brave, they dare to attack Elder Frost!" someone said in horror.
"Humph, you are just asking for your own destruction!" Jiang Yi snorted coldly, his eyes full of sinister color, and he wished he could rush in and fight him personally.
"With the strength of Elder Frost, not to mention these two boys, even if there are ten more, they will not be his opponent!"
"That's right, it's just that they have the green-eyed Suanni's will to help them." Someone said in a low voice.
"Blue-eyed Suanni's corpse has turned into clay, and only his will is struggling. Do you still want to defeat the elder? Don't forget that Elder Frost is a monk in the late stage of Purple Lake Realm, and is only one step away from the Vientiane Realm!" Jiang Yi
He looked around with cold eyes.
Everyone around nodded and praised: "Junior Brother Jiang's words make sense."
At this time, the two masses of black energy in the cave instantly increased and attacked directly towards Elder Frost's sea of consciousness.
Elder Frost had a ferocious look on his face. Although the monks at the late stage of the Purple Lake Realm had stronger consciousness than the low-level monks, their power was limited. They were directly pierced by the black energy.
ah!
He screamed, his eyes red.
Chu Yiliu and the other two rushed up and knocked him out of the air.
With a loud noise, Frost Taoist's Purple Lake shook sharply, and the ice on the ground cracked numerous ravines. He got up with disheveled hair, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
"Okay, okay, you dare to hurt me!" His stern eyes were full of hatred.
Chu Yiliu said coldly: "I said, if you don't provoke me, I won't provoke you! It's all your own fault!"
Everyone in the Donghua Palace was closing in on him step by step. Taoist Frost was the first to snatch his innate spiritual essence, and now he was trying to get his hands on the Nine Heavens Mysterious Spirit Grass that he used to save his life. It was inevitable that he would end up like this!
"Kill!" Mo Ji groaned, and Mo Feng slashed out like a whirlwind of fire. The power of billowing black energy and blood roared like a dragon, wrapping around his body. Following Mo Feng's pointing, the black dragon fought out instantly.
boom...
The shocking sound of breaking through the air was breathtaking, and all the Donghua Palace disciples watching around felt their hearts tremble.
"Is this... really the strength of a monk in the Boiling Blood Realm?" Someone murmured to themselves. Although they are not body refiners, they also know that the strength of the Boiling Blood Realm is equivalent to that of the Condensing Cloud Realm, and Mo Ji is
With the power of the attack, even the Purple Lake Realm monks have to avoid its sharp edge.
Frost Taoist's eyes were extremely sinister, exuding a chilling air. He crossed his hands on his chest, frost beads howled and circled, and clouds of gray air overflowed.
"Frost Heaven and Earth!" He shouted angrily, and the spiritual power of Purple Lake suddenly burst out, spreading on the platform, turning into the power of frost, pouring out.
Mo Ji swept over with one move, and frost visible to the naked eye gathered on the Sky Fire Mo Feng. The power of black energy and blood rolled, and the power of frost exploded, but it quickly recovered.
When he struck with his sword in front of Frost Taoist, his whole body was wrapped in frost.
Taoist Frost pointed at Mo Ji in the air, his sinister gaze burst out with coldness, and he shouted angrily: "Death!"
Violent spiritual power was poured into the fingertips, which hit the Sky Fire Mo Feng, sending Mo Ji flying out and hitting the mountain wall heavily. The frost exploded instantly, and Mo Ji was covered in blood.
puff...
He spit out black blood from his mouth and looked miserable.
"Hahahaha." Taoist Bingshuang looked up to the sky and laughed, with a very proud expression. He glanced at Chu Yiliu and said sternly: "You brat, even with the help of that old demon, you are no match for me!"
"Jiutian Xuanling Herb Seat wants your lives, and I want them too!"
As he spoke, Taoist Frost waved his sleeves, and two strands of cold air roared out like dragons, blasting towards Chu Yiliu with an astonishing momentum.
Wherever the cold dragon went, ice spikes stood out abruptly on the ground, making it extremely ferocious.
"Okay!" Jiang Yi cheered loudly, his eyes unable to hide the joy. The disciples from the Donghua Palace around him also responded one after another.
Chu Yiliu's gaze sank slightly, and he glanced at the cave behind him. He launched the Flowing Fire Step instantly, and blasted out with his hands in the sky. The golden scales on the dragon's claws shone with dazzling light, and the dragon power lingered.
"What move is this?" The disciples of Donghua Palace all had doubts in their eyes.
The dragon claws clashed with the cold dragon, instantly shattering the cold dragon into ice shards and scattering them one after another.
When Taoist Frost saw the dragon claw, a strong look of greed flashed in his eyes, and he said with a ferocious smile: "You brat, I didn't expect you still have such a treasure in your hands, now I'm here!"
As he spoke, his body floated and moved, and the power of ice rolled around his body and rushed towards Chu Yiliu.
Whoosh...
Two jets of black gas spewed out from the cave again. Taoist Frost sneered. The Frost Spirit Pearl came out from Chu Liuliu's side and sank into the cave. It was instantly covered with a thick layer of ice, sealing the cave.
"Now let's see if anyone can help you!" Taoist Frost laughed proudly and attacked Chu Yiliu with all his strength.
The eyes of the surrounding Donghua Palace disciples all showed excitement. They were worthy of being the elders of the late Zihu period, and their strength was indeed terrifying!
Chu Yiliu's face was solemn, and he used the Flowing Fire Step to the extreme, but it was still half a minute slower than Taoist Frost.
Frost Taoist slapped Chu Yiliu with his palm, and the power of the surrounding wind and snow gathered crazily in the palm of his hand, forming a faint blue ice sword and piercing Chu Yiliu's chest.
Chu Yiliu swung his claw towards the ice sword in the air.
Taoist Frost sneered, "I've expected you to have this trick for a long time."
He opened his mouth, and three glyphs of blue light shot towards Chu Yiliu's arm. These three blue lights were the source of frost that he had tempered in the Purple Lake for many years. They were extremely precious and were no less powerful than a magical weapon of the eleventh level of the spiritual level.
Taoist Frost was usually reluctant to part with General, but just now the cooperation between Chu Yiyi and the others really made him feel that his life was threatened.
With three puffs, blue light penetrated Chu Yiliu's arm, and cold air visible to the naked eye emanated, instantly freezing half of his body and even his blood.
Pfft...
The ice sword sank into Chu Yiliu's chest almost at the same time, and the blood that flowed out was filled with five-color aura and solidified instantly.
The disciples of Donghua Palace looking around all took a deep breath, and some of the timid ones even showed expressions of intolerance.
"Is it over?" Jiang Yi murmured with disbelief in his eyes, "Is Chu Yiliu going to die?"
He felt like he was in a dream, and the depressed energy squeezed in his heart was suddenly released, making him feel a little confused and at a loss.
Frost Taoist sneered: "You brat, if you can die under the source of my frost, you will die well!"
"Brother First Class!" Mo Ji's eyes were red, and he let out a roar that shook the sky, and the sky fire Mo Feng suddenly flew towards Taoist Frost.
Taoist Frost snorted coldly and sneered: "Damn fat man, you still want to sneak attack on me."
He flew a little higher, and the cold air bulging in his sleeves gushed out, instantly freezing Tianhuo Mo Feng as he flew over. A thick layer of ice wrapped Tianhuo Mo Feng, and the heavy sword crashed onto the ground.
"Kill!" Mo Ji roared angrily, already charging towards him. Black energy and blood surged out from his body, like a volcano erupting. He held the ink cauldron in one hand and smashed it towards Taoist Frost.
boom...
Taoist Frost was extremely fast, and his figure turned into an afterimage, dodging Mo Ding's blow. However, a huge crack appeared in the position he had previously occupied.
"I can't tell you, this fat guy, has quite a bad temper." He looked coldly, grabbed the air with his hands, and the force of ice dancing around him crushed Mo Ji head-on.
The force of the black ice and snow was like a big bowl being pushed down.
boom!
Mo Ji swung the ink cauldron and smashed it against the enveloping force of frost, causing ice shards to fly. However, the spiritual power of the monks in the late stage of Zihu was so strong that the force of ice continued to envelope them.
"Damn fat man, I want to see how much energy and blood power you have to consume!" Frost Taoist snorted coldly, and the power of the purple lake around him boiled even more intensely.
"Kill, kill, kill!" Mo Ji looked up to the sky and roared, and the ink cauldron waved wildly, but it was difficult to break through the shroud of ice power.
boom!
The power of frost crushed it down suddenly.
Pfft...
Mo Ji's knees were almost bent, and veins popped up on his face. He held the ink cauldron with both hands, feeling like the entire sky was pressing on the ink cauldron.
"Haha, I'm going to crush you into a ball of flesh!" Frost Taoist laughed loudly, and suddenly pressed down his hands, and the power of frost suddenly increased greatly.
boom...
Moji was buried in the ice below his knees.
"I want to save Brother Yiyi, I want to save him!" He roared, the power of black energy and blood rolling, and there were countless demonic shadows moving faintly behind him, which was extremely terrifying.
Frost Taoist felt terrified when he saw this, and once again increased his attack with the power of frost.
Mo Ji was bleeding from all his orifices, and the robe on his body could not withstand the crushing force of the two forces and exploded into strips of cloth. The energy and blood dancing around him also quickly faded away, and the demonic shadow was no longer there.
"Haha." Taoist Bingshuang's laughter resounded throughout the stone platform. The eyes of the surrounding Donghua Palace disciples also showed joy.
It's finally coming to an end.
Is it really coming to an end?
The sound of war drums resounded in Mo Ji's body, and the power of qi and blood was quickly transformed into essence under high pressure, nourishing the damaged internal organs.
The greater the pressure, the more essence is transformed by the power of qi and blood.
Rumble...
Taoist Frost showed surprise in his eyes and said secretly: "This damn fat guy actually broke through!"
When he was on the verge of death, Mo Ji suddenly took the last step to reach the Peiyuan realm.
boom...
All the power of Qi and blood around the body was converted into essence, and it spewed out like a volcano erupting. The power of frost above the head was instantly washed away...