The ethereal Saint clenched her teeth, and her eyes became bright. The colorful rays were shining inside, and a trace of chaotic gas gushed out of her eyes and merged into the nothingness.
This is tianyanzong's secret method. It has mysterious power and can evolve into a chaotic world with the ultimate cultivation.
It's extremely difficult to cultivate this secret method. The whole tianyanzong sect, which was successfully cultivated by Jiang Taishang and the ethereal saint, is now used by her to resist.
Chaos gas is very ethereal, falling on the nihilistic country, just a light layer, but the whole nihilistic country's breath has changed, become extremely mysterious.
When icicles fall, they just stir up ripples, but they don't extinguish the law.
"All of you, Qin Yichen, as soon as possible, I can't last too long."
The voice of the ethereal Saint became cold, and the chaotic air in her eyes kept surging, forming a milky white flame burning, which was very mysterious.
The terrible icicles are constantly falling. Although they are blocked by the nihilistic state, there are still many powerful icicles that can penetrate the nihilistic state and fall.
Although the power has been reduced, it is also equivalent to the full blow of the mid Mahayana masters.
When an icicle falls on the ground, it makes a deep gully and forms a new icicle.
All the people were in a hurry to avoid it, but they couldn't avoid it. They were defeated.
Qin Yichen takes a deep look at the ethereal saint. It's obvious that before the battle between the ethereal saint and Xu Zixuan, she didn't do her best.
A little doubt in the heart, is to see the misty Saint eyebrows covered with fine beads of sweat, delicate red lips slightly open, spit out the white gas is to form a white icicle.
Seeing this scene, Qin Yichen no longer hesitated.
In addition to the ethereal saint, Qin Yichen is the one with the most pressure.
One is to block Bingfeng, the other is to kill Bingfeng.
Qin Yichen took a deep breath and sat cross legged, blending his body and mind into a mysterious artistic conception.
On the surface of Qin Yichen's body, there was a flame constantly leaping. The flame was extremely hot, and the strands of it emitted amazing heat.
This kind of temperature, even the chill brought by Bingfeng, is reduced by a few points.
When the flame leaped, Qin Yichen also took out three spirit stones.
All three are the best spirit stones, but Qin Yichen killed the yuan infant master in the deep forest of Warcraft with several spirit stones engraved with array.
This kind of spirit stone is very rare. Qin Yichen bought it at a high price in Tianyan God city.
What Qin Yichen wants to do now is to use these three spirit stones as the base plate to engrave the array.
Only different from that time, this time Qin Yichen not only engraved the array, but also wanted to test his new ideas.
As time goes by, the pressure on the ethereal Saint becomes greater and greater.
At first, only a small number of icicles passed the nihilistic country, but in this case, after the great consumption of ethereal saints, icicles also fell more and more.
"Let's all do the same."
Chen Qiuhan roars and pulls out the sword behind him.
"Sonorous."
The sharp sword rises from the sky, and the light of the sword is bright, just like a spring. The sword Qi is instantly stimulated, and countless sword Qi soars to the sky and cuts at the icicle.
The cold of autumn and the dust are devoted to the sword. The sword light is extremely sharp. The power of one sword light is much worse than that of the icicle, but the icicle can still be broken by multiple sword lights.
After the cold of autumn and dust, Jiang forgets water's body is divided into two parts, one in white and the other in black. The curve is hot, with a very evil atmosphere.
Two figures, one for the light, one for the dark, one for the trial and one for the punishment.
The black-and-white light falls on the nihilistic state, greatly enhancing the defense strength of the nihilistic state.
When the icicles fall on the black and white light, they are deprived of the cold air and break up autonomously.
Although the black-and-white air flow is very weak, it can only resist once and then dissipate, but it will undoubtedly greatly reduce the pressure of the ethereal saint.
At the moment, the world outside the nothingness has completely become a world of snow-white ice and snow. More and more icicles are converging. Even in the later stage, icicles have become weapons with various forms of ice to build cities.
These ice weapons are more powerful than icicles. They can directly cut through the void and bombard the void.
Weng Zixuan is also trying her best. She has dragon's blood in her body. Now she is fully inspired by her. The dragon's blood flame is surging, and the terrible ghost of the Dragon rises with unparalleled momentum.
The dragon and the ice Phoenix are the pinnacles of the beast. Although the shadow is just the spirit imprint left by the dragon's blood, the momentum is stronger than the ice Phoenix.
And feel this kind of imposing manner, ice Phoenix Mou son also show the color of fear.
This makes Bingfeng's heart more and more angry, and her fierce eyes become more and more fierce.
In this anger, the original Flying ice suddenly broke, and turned into a terrible cold.
"Boom boom."
The boundless chill is like a surging river, pouring over the nihilistic country, and the whole world is shaking.
"Click, click, click."
With such a powerful attack, the chaos on the nihilistic kingdom was almost instantly destroyed, and the black and white forces were even more dispersed.
"Cough, cough."
Ginger forgets the water to cough up blood, the ethereal saint is also the facial expression turns white, the finger flicks, continuously shoots out a chaos gas.
With the help of chaos Qi, the nihilistic country on the verge of collapse can not be broken.
This makes everyone quietly wipe a cold sweat.
There is no nihilistic country. This time, people will die more than half.
After the attack, Bingfeng suddenly calms down and the icicles disappear.
But in this calm, people clearly feel a calm before the storm.
This is simply more frightening than Bing Feng's direct action, and the pressure is more powerful.
After this short silence, endless chill gathered on Bingfeng's claws to form a vigorous wind.
The vigorous wind just circulates, and the void vanishes and shatters.
"Brush."
Bing Feng dances her claws fiercely, and the terrible claws fall down to the nihilistic country.
Under the sharp edge, he directly broke the void and penetrated the sky. On the sharp claw, there were many runes, and the order chains with the thickness of small arms were dancing.
"Boom."
Terrible claws, with ice Phoenix endless anger fall, the wind swept, tearing the void, with the general cold waves.
This kind of power can destroy heaven and earth.
The terrible claw, the vigorous wind rolling, is tearing a hole in the nihilistic country directly.
"Poof"
At the moment when the nihilistic kingdom was torn apart, the ethereal Saint could not help spitting out a mouthful of blood and turned pale.
Nihilism is her secret field. Now it is broken, and the first one is hit hard.
The chaotic flames in the eyes of the ethereal saint are all broken, the chaotic gas overflows, and the head roars, as if it had been exploded by an atomic bomb in the sea of knowledge.
"Saint."
The crowd exclaimed, at this moment, the fairy maiden's hair was scattered, her face was as pale as paper, and her aura fluctuated violently and was extremely unstable.
"I'm all right, everybody, get in the way."
The ethereal Saint quickly stabilized her mind.
At the moment, the huge claws have torn the nihilistic country and reduced its prestige, but they still rumble down and block out the sky and the sun, which is very terrifying.
Endless chill is also pouring in along the torn nihilistic country, and the whole world is filled with terrible chill.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss."
The chill of terror is surging like a river. Even if one spirit stirs up and resists with all one's strength, it still feels frozen to the bone marrow. It seems that even the fire of the soul will be extinguished.
"What a terrible chill."
All of them were terrified. In the face of Bingfeng's claws, they all had an idea that they could not resist.
"I'll go first."
The Dragon leaped up, his feet on the ground, the solid ground burst, and his body was like a shell to the ice Phoenix claws.
Nine layers of black light up, a mysterious Rune flashing black light.
This is the dragon's physical force to the extreme, although it did not form a physical field, it is almost the same.
In the face of the invincible ice Phoenix claws, the dragon's fist instantly expanded, and his body shape also became several Zhang size.
For ordinary people, it is already a giant, but compared with Bing Feng's claws, it still looks very small.
"Boom."
A violent blow on the claw, the black air splashed everywhere, the strong wind was shaking, the ice crystals fell everywhere, each one was like a shell flying around, fell to the ground, it was a huge hole.
The dragon's face suddenly turned white, and his body split. The cracks were terrible, and the blood kept spilling.
The dragon is almost faster speed by the ice phoenix claw beat fly out, hit the ground, forming a human shaped pit.
"The power of his grandmother is terrible."
Just when everyone was worried, the Dragon got up wobbly. The wound on his body wriggled and healed slowly. At that time, his face was paler than that of the ethereal saint.
People were even more shocked.
Crazy dragon is a monk in Mahayana period, which can't stop Bingfeng's attack. Can Qin Yichen really kill Bingfeng?
Many people are suspicious and look at Qin Yichen.
At the moment, Qin Yichen is still depicting something on the spirit stone.
Qin Yichen's strength in the whole field is intertwined, forming a mysterious atmosphere covering his whole body. Every rhythm of his palm is a mysterious rune.
With each Rune falling, the fluctuation of emptiness is diffused, and soon becomes introverted and quiet.
"Not yet? It's almost half full of incense. Qin Yichen doesn't seem to be well
Weng Zixuan's silver teeth bit slightly. In the face of Bingfeng's claws, which were still suppressed, she flew up in a flash.
Fox Mei son slightly hesitates, also followed up.
The fairy maiden was badly hurt, and the dragon was also injured. In the face of such an attack, other people could not resist it except Weng Zixuan and Hu Meier.
Now, what they have to do is to hold the ice Phoenix and wait for Qin Yichen to complete the array.
Although they have no confidence in Qin Yichen's array, at the moment, they have no choice but to put all their eggs in one basket.