A silent move.

But Ling Xuan soon felt that his heart and veins began to be rapidly eroded by the freezing air.

Ling Xuan deserved to be the strongest person in the Spirit Clan, and he made a decision immediately, in fact, he had no choice.

Rather than die under this trick like this, it is better to fight vigorously, otherwise you will not be able to see if you die.

"Boom!"

A soaring golden light lit up on Ling Xuan's body, and the incomparable Dou Qi energy spread out, and the soul clan powerhouse below couldn't get close to him, and the strength of the Dou Sheng's seven-star powerhouse was fully revealed.

No, not only that, but the domineering energy even suppressed the cold and cold aura of the soul mirror, and even his aging appearance and skin quickly returned to the vitality of his youth. The old-fashioned face with countless ugly ravines has also changed back to the appearance of a handsome young man.

The only thing who witnessed the inexorable passage of time was his long white hair.

Feeling the majestic fighting qi flowing in his body like a rushing lake, Ling Xuan exhaled a long breath, his arm shook, and his sleeve robe was like an iron block at this moment, making a strange sound, his hand pointed at each other, and the invisible fighting spirit shook the laws of heaven and earth, and without saying much, a thunderous claw clawed towards the soul mirror.

The secret method of the Spirit Race is really amazing. Suddenly, the soul mirror also let out such an exclamation.

But regaining his youth, his strength has skyrocketed to the edge of the Dousheng Eight Stars, this is by no means an easy thing to do, this kind of secret method is probably the price of everything he has left. This battle will never die!

The fighting qi on the soul mirror fist quickly condensed, and it immediately struck out, just colliding with Ling Xuan's violent claws.

A fist and a claw collided fiercely, and a low sonic boom suddenly sounded at the contact point, and a spatial crack a hundred feet long quickly burst out, spreading in all directions.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Ling Xuan's body moved, and he appeared in front of the soul mirror, and one after another fierce attacks were launched. One after another strange fighting skills, like the poisonous snake out of the hole, attacked the fatal place of the soul mirror fiercely.

Facing Ling Xuan, who was desperate for his life, the churning fighting qi in the soul mirror's body was also roaring and churning in the meridians at this moment, and the feeling of full power lingered in the soul mirror's body. He also used all his strength to unfold the various powerful and domineering fighting skills of the soul clan.

As soon as the two of them exchanged hands, they made a dangerous move, and when their fighting energy collided, powerful energy waves continued to shatter the void in the sky. At the beginning, Ling Xuan had the upper hand, but after more than ten rounds, he felt that every punch and palm of the soul mirror was deeply piercing and cold, and every move made the "Crossing the Sin Cold" in his body attack violently like thunder and lightning.

Moreover, his body constantly exuded a terrifying cold aura, and inadvertently, Ling Xuan inhaled a trace of cold qi, which caused the cold fighting qi in his body to become more and more violent.

"Whew!"

The pain of freezing the viscera and tearing off the meridians of the hands and feet made De Lingxuan's movements unbearable, and the flaws of this moment were captured by the soul mirror.

"Is this how much strength you had at your peak? If that's all there is to it, then I'll take your head down. ”

The soul mirror wrapped around the icy cold fighting qi on his body suddenly smashed the void and rushed forward, and hit Ling Xuan's left shoulder with a punch, directly knocking out a few blood holes from Ling Xuan's shoulder, and the scattered blood condensed in the air in an instant—the cold qi of the soul mirror directly froze this piece of space.

Caught! Soul Mirror's heart let out a cheer, and his left fist blasted out like thunder, striking Ling Xuan's head.

- However, in the face of the fatal blow to the brain, Ling Xuan actually used exquisite skills to open it, as if he was an uninjured person!

The stunned Soul Mirror didn't even have time to react, Ling Xuan made an even more astonishing move - he absorbed all the cold qi of the Soul Mirror, and then at an extremely weird angle, he blasted out a palm towards the Soul Mirror, hitting the Soul Mirror's chest hard, only to hear a few oozing soft sounds, and several ribs had been broken.

In the midst of the destruction fluctuations, the figure of the soul mirror fell from the sky in embarrassment, and immediately fell to the ground fiercely, smashing out the abyss cracks.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the strong men of the soul clan changed drastically, but they didn't expect that this famous powerhouse in the soul clan was beaten like this by Ling Xuan.

"If Lao Tzu was young, like you, raise your hands and kill!"

He sneered, but Ling Xuan did not relax, and rushed down towards the place where the soul mirror was, he continued to use various secret methods, if he couldn't kill the soul mirror, as long as the time came, before the soul mirror killed him, he himself would be wiped out.

"The fighting skills of the Spirit Clan are worthy of being the most strange in the mainland."

A white light rushed up on the ground, and the soul mirror also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned a little pale.

"But so what, pathetic man, you don't understand what really is strong at all. As far as I can see, there are people who are stronger than me, and what about you? As the strongest of the Spirit Race, have you ever looked up to others? ”

The soul mirror that rushed up violently held a huge blade in his hand—the blade was constantly revealing a cold air that had frozen the Dou Saint into nothingness.

"Ice weapons?"

Ling Xuan's eyes surged with a strong killing intent, and he snorted coldly: "Is it a weapon formed by the condensation of ice attribute fighting qi?" What can be done with the use of weapons alone? ”

With both fists clenched, it suddenly burst out.

"Bang!"

The Storm of Destruction exploded between the two, and the two of them were still standing proudly, and what was even more strange was that the ice broadsword did not have the slightest crack!

Under Ling Xuan's shocked gaze, the giant blade suddenly spread out, and then turned into nine ice-shaped weapons like works of art.

Nine different ice-shaped weapons, such as long swords, short swords, big swords, and long knives, exuded beautiful brilliance, terrifying killing intent, and fierce sword gangs and cold qi continued to emanate from the nine ice weapons.

Nine ice-shaped weapons were scattered around Ling Xuan as if they were spiritual, freezing the murderous aura of the space and imprisoning him in place.

"Super Nine Martial God Overlord Slash!"

The footwork of the soul mirror changed, and it was directly at a speed that Ling Xuan could not capture, and the heavenly space, leaving only his afterimage, in Ling Xuan's eyes, it was as if there were nine soul mirrors.

The fighting skill of the soul mirror surpassed the experience that Ling Xuan had accumulated in countless battles so far, and the "nine soul mirrors", each holding an ice-shaped weapon, rushed towards Ling Xuan at an unprecedented speed.

At the moment when he slashed the opponent, it was like a corona rushing out of the ice-shaped weapon, and even the side that was slashed did not have any sense, and the soul mirror launched tens of thousands of slashes in a row at a super speed that he couldn't even see.

How many swords hit the other party, how many swords were blocked by Ling Xuan, the soul mirror himself had no way to know the Dao, he almost consumed the terrifying fighting qi of his Dou Sheng Seven Stars in one go, and after sending out the most slash, the soul mirror fell to the ground.

Time has stopped.

"Fade away in memory."

The soul mirror slowly raised its head, looked at Ling Xuan in the sky, and spoke.

The corners of his mouth were twisted, revealing a regretful expression, Ling Xuan didn't say anything, a gust of wind drifted by, and Ling Xuan, who had been completely eroded by the frozen air of the soul mirror, turned into ice and snow, and then turned into nothingness, and drifted away.