Not good. The Ice Dragon Demon Saint said secretly, but at this time, when he came back to his senses, it was too late to make defensive moves.

Boom, the Gangfeng fist mark submerged her whole person, and countless cold ice explosions and splashes. Han Yi didn't stop, and stomped over. He didn't think that his punch could kill a top-level demon saint of the late stage of the Spirit Saint.

The five-colored light pierced through the ice chips in the sky, and a huge piece of blue ice appeared in front of him. Han Yi's pupils shrank, and he secretly said in his heart Sure enough, just as he was about to raise his hand and smash the piece of blue ice with a punch, the blue ice actually burst by itself, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly exploded in Han Yi's mind.

In the midst of the shattered ice crystals, an ice spike flew out, and the speed was extremely fast, so fast that Han Yi almost didn't have time to react. Han Yi's face changed slightly, his hands were crossed in front of his chest, and the five-colored aura instantly condensed. With a thud, the ice spikes slammed into his arms, pushing him backwards. Slowly, the full picture of the ice spike was revealed, and it was not an ice spike at all, but an iceberg.

The huge iceberg pushed Han Yi and crashed into the ice wall hundreds of miles away, the ice wall quickly collapsed, Han Yi's whole person 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, and even freeze his soul.

However, Han Yi now had a divine body, and the five-colored aura blocked all the power of ice, and even the power of the law could not easily destroy his body.

On the other side, the Ice Dragon Demon Saint emerged from the shattered ice crystals, she sat firmly on the Ice Throne, a slender jade hand pressed through the void, and the power of the iceberg continued to increase, and Han Yi was suppressed in the ice wall for a while.

"The existence of the early stage of the spiritual saint still wants to resist in front of the saint. The Ice Dragon Demon Saint sneered, the seal in his hand changed, and the Ice Spirit Holy Ring in his hand and the Ice Holy Seat under the seat emitted a blue circle of light at the same time, and the aura manifested the magnificent and grand law pattern of the Dao Dao.

"The Holy Seat of Ice, the God of Ice. ”

The moment the words fell, the entire icy abyss exploded, along with 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's side, turning into a blue vortex. The temperature was dropping sharply, and Han Yi used all his strength to support the five-colored aura that enveloped his whole body, resisting the invasion of those cold airs.

A layer of blue ice crystals condensed on the surface of his body, 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 if his divine body was formed, he couldn't resist at all.

"The power coming out of this whirlpool is so terrifying. Han Yi turned his head with difficulty, the gray whirlpool in his eyes turned, and he faintly saw the intertwined and vertical and horizontal patterns of law from the blue whirlpool.

The Ice Dragon Demon Saint actually completely concealed the pattern of the law in the cold whirlpool, forming an unbreakable barrier.

"No, even if it's a peak demon saint, it's impossible to create a barrier that can't be broken, I can't break it, just because my strength is not strong enough. ”

Han Yi thought so in his heart, desperately urging the power of the law of fate to communicate with the three fate artifacts hidden in his body.

The ice grew thicker, freezing his whole body. The five-colored aura that flowed 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 the Heavenly Sect and the Hall Master of the Xuanye Hall each faced two Spirit Saint Early Stage Cultivators, and with a single move, they issued the Ten Thousand Dao Laws and blasted the opponent back.

The Dingding monk and the purple-haired man teamed up to deal with the old ghost of the Heavenly Sect, while the Golden Armor Spirit Saint and Ouyang Xun teamed up against the Xuanye Hall Lord. No matter which side it is, with the determination to die, the power of the law is unleashed in his hands, and the treasures and pills at the bottom of the box are used without reservation.

The old ghost of Tianzong stood in the void, the black moon only turned into the size of a zhangxu, suspended behind him, and the Dao black air swirled around his body, converging on his chest, as if suppressing the trauma caused to him by Ouyang Xun's demigodic weapon. He held a scroll in his hand, which had not yet been opened. Opposite him, the monk and the purple-haired man looked at his hand with solemn faces, although the picture scroll had not yet been opened, but the two of them had faintly sensed the huge and terrifying flow of power from it, obviously the picture scroll was a very powerful holy weapon.

The two of them also sacrificed their own sacred weapons, and the one hundred and eight jade Bodhi rosaries around the monk were spinning and rotating, and dense scriptures were manifested on each rosary, exuding a vast seven-colored Buddha light. He held a silver bowl in his left hand and a Buddha palm in his right hand.

As for the purple-haired man, the Heavenly Corpse Bead was suspended in front of him, holding a spear in one arm in his right hand. The body of the spear was as black as ink, with strange purple lines surrounding it, and the spear thorns were cold and sharp, reflecting a terrifying cold light.

"Monk Dingding, I didn't expect that this time, you actually brought out the treasure of the Zhenzen Temple, the Lotus Bowl of the Mystic Law. And you, Liu Tianming, a Heavenly Corpse Pearl, a replica of the Xuanji Heavenly Corpse Gun, are all very good. ”

When the old ghost of Tianzong saw the holy weapon that the two of them took out, his eyes lit up, and he laughed.

"It seems that this time, the harvest of this saint will be great. ”

"Hmph, old ghost of Tianzong, if you want the holy weapon in our hands, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it. The purple-haired man's face was full of fangs, and the corpse qi was fully released, which made people shudder.

"Amitabha, the benefactor of Tianzong, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. The monk persuaded and explained.

"Nonsense, if you can put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, then aren't all the monks of your True Zen Temple all Arhat True Buddhas?"

In the painting, a tragic and terrifying picture of Shura devouring ghosts is depicted, the red Shura rises from the sea of blood, the membranous wings are spread, and it is covered with bones, it has a large mouth, and hundreds of evil ghosts are swallowed into its stomach between breaths. The frightened screams of the demons, although no sound came out, were still terrifying.

"Shura Ghost Devouring Diagram, it actually fell into your hands. When the purple-haired man saw the unfolded picture, he immediately screamed in horror.

"It seems that you still have some eyesight, today, let me let you understand the power of the ten major magic weapons in the Xuan Ling Realm. ”

The words of the old ghost of the Heavenly Sect fell, and he immediately urged the Shura Ghost Devouring Diagram, and endless black qi poured into the scroll.

"Roar—" Shura's roar resounded through the void.

"Woo woo woo woo -" Ten thousand ghosts cried, eerie and terrifying.

In an instant, black gas erupted from the scroll, directly enveloping the surrounding void within a range of 100,000 miles.

The monk and the purple-haired man quickly leaned together, each activating the holy weapon in his hand.

"Jade Bodhi rosary, the appearance of all beings. ”

The monk pinched out the Buddha seal with his right hand and waved, and one hundred and eight jade Bodhi prayer beads shot out in all directions, rehearsing in a strange way, rehearsing in a strange way, releasing Buddha light from each other, faintly forming a huge Buddha statue phantom, the face of the Buddha statue slowly changed, sometimes male and sometimes female, sometimes old and sometimes young.

The phantom of the Buddha statue shrouded the monk Ding, isolating the invasion of the black qi surging around him. As soon as the shadow of the Buddha of all beings was formed, tens of thousands of evil ghosts were killed in the black air, and they were not afraid of death to crash into the shadow of the Buddha of all beings, and in the terrible screams, the evil ghosts were annihilated one after another.

On the other side, the purple-haired man Liu Tianming sacrificed the Heavenly Corpse Bead, and a layer of incomparably pure purple corpse qi turned into a vortex and swirled around him, and all the evil ghosts that had been killed were crushed by the corpse qi vortex.

"Is this the only power of the legendary Shura Ghost Devouring Diagram?" said Monk Ding, frowning.

"Probably not, these are just ordinary evil ghosts, and the existence of the ghost king level has not yet appeared. The solemn look on Liu Tianming's face did not decrease, and the only remaining right arm was tightly holding the black spear, obviously ready to attack at any time.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, a huge evil ghost with a body of nearly ten zhang rushed out of the black air, and four thick arms bombarded through the air, hitting the Dao Dao Gang Wind Qi Pillar, bombarding the corpse qi vortex, shaking it alive.

"Hmph, is that the only power?" he unceremoniously swung his spear, and a purple light flew out in an instant, piercing through the ghost king's head at a lightning speed, and the ghost king exploded with a bang, turning into endless ghost energy.

"Hum-" This shot seemed to be like stabbing a hornet's nest, and suddenly the surrounding ghost qi exploded one after another, and hundreds of ghost kings pounced out together, and around them, thousands of evil ghosts flew and laughed wildly.

"Amitabha, let the poor monks come today to surpass your rebirth bliss. Without waiting for Liu Tianming to make a move, the monk Ding stood up first, raised the Buddha's palm with one hand, and waved it gently, and the Buddha's shadow was shining brightly, and the Buddha's voice was mighty.

"That's what I smelled. At one time, the Buddha was in the royal palace city of Jajori Mountain, and there were 12,000 people of the great bhikshus, all of whom were great arhats. The knowledge of all is called Mahakalpa. Mahaanarita, all of them are the same, and they are the first......" He recited the Sutra of Rebirth with a solemn expression.

Where the Buddha light and Buddha sound passed, the surrounding evil ghosts seemed to be burned by flames, and green smoke came out of their bodies, even the ghost king could not resist the power of those Buddha lights and Buddha sounds.

"Stinky monk, this king is going to tear you apart. ”

The ghost kings roared fiercely and rushed over, but before they could rush in front of the Buddha shadows of all beings, their bodies were purified in the Buddha's light.

"If it's really vulnerable, it seems that Elder Ben has overestimated the power of that Shura's Ghost Devouring Diagram. Liu Tianming hung in his heart and let go slightly.

"Ten thousand ghosts devour gods. ”

The cold voice of the old ghost of Tianzong came from the depths of the ghost mist, and in an instant, the ghost mist surged violently, and hundreds of thousands of ghost kings appeared and rushed over. Behind those ghost kings, Liu Tianming clearly saw a huge Shura statue with a body size of more than 10,000 miles.