Chapter 238

How can the cold be transmitted in the fire of Nirvana? It's still bitterly cold.

Not only the cold, but also the powerful murderous spirit. The tragic purple golden dragon was unable to move and was hit by Lingjun's ice wheel order.

After all, zijinlong was not at the same level as Lingjun. He was still unharmed when he was hit in the air. On the contrary, the huge six rounds of ice flowers were rebounded and cut through the sky and fell into the distance.

Although this blow didn't work, the spirit knew that zijinlong had temporarily lost his ability to move. "Tian Huang, you go on. Let's hold it for a while.

It's lucky that the small world without Tianhuang can live. It's really only a short time. Now he hopes that Wuxian will summon the witch's psychic beast king, poor Qi. Except for the king of poor Qi, other psychic beasts are not trapped in the Purple Gold Dragon King.

The huge Phoenix flame had begun to shrink and was far away from the Purple Gold Dragon King. Under the pressure of blood, the birds and animals that dared not come also scattered when Lingjun launched an attack.

Hang still and let the two kids fight. What's this? Zijinlong is very angry, "boy, what's the meaning of your invalid attack?" he disdains to fight with Lingjun, and is very disgusted with the monster that restricts his action.

"Old and immortal, get back quickly."

"Hey, hey, I like this Phoenix too." another voice came from the void.

"Give up, you bastard, what's your qualification to compete with me." Zijin dragon burst into drink.

Lingjun and zishuang attacked Zijin dragon unreservedly. When he roared back, he offered the king's sword like lightning. When the giant sword was born, it would see blood.

Zijinlong, who was dazzled by anger, didn't react to what had happened. He had been broken in two.

"Ha ha, ha ha, smart was mistaken by smart. Cut me off, you will die faster." Zijin dragon's upper body healed instantly, and his body recovered in the blink of an eye. With the lower body stuck in the space, there was a dragon and a half on the scene. It looks very strange.

It's time for me to do it.

Roar, roar, ow... Arrogant people will come to no good end. Zijinlong only shook his tail a few times, and zishuang turned around his body like a ghost.

Hiss, hiss, poof! The three foot long purple golden dragon Leng was cut into 49 pieces by her Mandala knife. Each section was sealed by the spirit. It broke out seven times. The Shura seven killing purple frost collapsed. She had never done such a terrible thing.

Lingjun's true power is almost consumed. It's not easy to seal the quasi holy carving.

"Shame, I was chopped up by the two kids. Ha ha." the voice of the void was quite harsh. Forty nine pieces of purple golden dragon roared at the same time, and slowly grew larger.

Lingjun vomited blood wildly. The seal was his. Zijinlong was divided into 49 parts, and his own strength was divided into the same parts. He didn't get any benefit.

Lingjun didn't get any good, and others got rich. The anti heaven weapons in Mengjing ring swarmed out. They were the real main force of the battle.

Divide up the Dragon King.

The speed is absolute. Without five breath, there are fragments of purple golden dragon in the air. Even the dragon blood seems to evaporate instantly.

Bang, Lingjun and zishuang helped Wu Xian to the ground. Bang, Wu Xian fell down at the same time. He also vomited blood wildly. He forgot the most stupid problem. Zijinlong had a psychic relationship with him. His upper body was swallowed, and his imprisoned lower body scattered all his anger on Wu Xian.

Wu Xian was having a dream, but he was awakened. Zijin dragon potential tore Wu Xian. So he shot very hard. Wu Xian was convulsed with one punch.

One more punch and his life will be reimbursed. Wu Xian quickly removed the channeling. Zijinlong didn't forget to leave cruel words before he left. "When I come back, you all have to die."

It's uncertain when you can start again. Lingjun has never been afraid of such a threat. "Wu Xian, it's your turn."

Wu Xian's eyes moved rapidly, looking for an escape route. "This is renhuang island. You can't kill me."

Aha, it's a good place. Lingjun smiled and said, "actually, I don't want to kill you, but now you can only die."

This was a greedy smile. Wu Xian turned his eyes and took care of it. "I can tell you the secret of renhuang island."

What's the use of telling me the secret? At least it's where you treat me to have a baby. Ling Jun shook his head slowly and walked slowly towards him.

Wu Xian pushed his hand and said, "no, I can also tell you something about the restoration army. The ancient fool is God zutuoshi."

The news was weighty enough, and the spirit stopped and said, "go on."

"In those days, he was also caught in the holy land of the demon family. Just because he looked like Du Ruo, Tianfeng was going to threaten you with her. Who knows what happened later was beyond everyone's expectation. Gu Xiaoyu came out when the ancestors ran away. Then her cultivation developed rapidly. Now it is the peak strength of the emperor in his early days."

Wu Xian secretly healed himself when he spoke. He planned to break Lingjun down first, and then clean up the purple frost. Those who can chop the purple golden dragon in an instant must not stay. Any emperor in the Ziwei emperor list can participate. One less emperor can win one step closer.

Gu Xiaoyu, Shenzu, Du Ruo, Shifu... Gou Mang's words overturned all previous guesses of Lingjun. Now he knows that Gu Xiaoyu is the life of Shenzu. What about Du Ruo? He can't imagine.

I can't imagine or think, "did I really kill her?"

Lingjun was dementia, and Wu Xian's hand trembled slightly. He didn't do it because zishuang was still calm. But she has gone to Lingjun, and the opportunity is coming. He continued: "the real strength of the restoration army is three times that of the surface. They have seven saints."

Lingjun's eyes suddenly lit up. "You'd better talk about renhuang island."

Oh, I'm really a heartless person. How could Wu Xian tell about his secret base. He was ready to hold on to Lingjun's pain. "I also know the protoss..."

He wanted to say more, but Lingjun pointed to the top of his finger. Shit, I ignored Tianhuang. Ah, it's not that I deceive them again, but that they are waiting for Tianhuang nirvana to be completed. Wu Xian didn't have time to look up. His eyes were golden.

Boom, boom. Tianhuang and her Nirvana fought back and forth. The golden fist was like rain. Wu Xian had no temper at all.

Lingjun shrunk her neck and shook her head. Tianhuang's perfect Nirvana made her more violent and flirtatious after her rebirth. It's impossible to ask for news from Wu Xian again.

After a quarter of an hour of boxing, Huang roared up and spit out a flame. The huge fireball flew high into the sky and didn't fall.

Bang, she kicked Wu Xian, who had only a pool of meat mud, to Lingjun. "Leave it to you."

Well... Don't you set fire to it? Dealing with corpses is Lingjun's strength. He has at least 100 ways to make a person disappear completely. It's the easiest thing to get rid of.

Just now I was standing here talking to myself. Now there is only a pool of flesh and blood left. Human life is really fragile. Lingjun can't do it. After all, he is no longer the Lingjun who killed people like hemp before.

Lingjun was just in a trance, and the flesh and blood in front of him spontaneously ignited for no reason. The strong heat wave drove him and purple frost back.