Chapter 1242: The Battle to Be Won (7)

Fan Xi laughed wildly, his expression was extremely happy, he stretched out his hands, and condensed a huge formation pattern with a height of three meters in front of him.

A huge thousand-year-old ice force tens of meters thick and hundreds of meters high stood in front of him, becoming an absolute barrier.

There was a loud bang.

Even the extreme fire that can devour everything has been bounced back when it encounters the thousand-year-old ice of the indestructible, absolute zero North Stygian Sea.

The huge polar fireball that had bounced out smashed heavily on a piece of ground more than twenty meters behind Ling Luo.

A huge cone-shaped pit with a radius of 200 meters was smashed out, and rubble flew away.

A quarter of the entire Great Martial Arts Field was destroyed!

The students in the audience of the Great Martial Arts Arena were all boiling and let out earth-shattering shouts.

It's been a long time since I've seen such an exciting battle, and the battle between the strong, just looking at it, is enough to make people's blood boil.

Many of the disciples who were still applauding before couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the red-clothed hunting girl in the Great Martial Arts Arena at this moment, and the shouts about Ling Luo became more and more.

"Ling Luo, come on!"

"Ling Luo, him!"

"Goddess, kill that fish in the Holy Water Hall!"

"The Holy Fire Hall is mighty! The goddess is mighty! ”

The atmosphere of the entire Great Martial Arts Arena has been hyped to the highest climax from the beginning of the Tang War, and it has boiled to a crazy situation.

In the stands on this side of the Holy Fire Hall, everyone was also very excited.

The most excited thing was Su Yi, who didn't have a chance to play, he screamed and jumped onto the chair, like crazy.

This is the first time.

He saw the dawn of victory in the Hall of the Flame.

This is also the first time.

He heard the people of the other five halls cheering for the Holy Flame Hall instead of sneering!

All of this is because of the little sister.

It was the existence of the little junior sister that brought all the disciples of the Holy Fire Hall together.

It was the strength of the little junior sister that made the Holy Flame Hall rise like a sleeping lion, and made everyone look at it in awe.

She is the creator of the miracle of the Holy Fire Hall.

"Hell!"

Facing the thousand-year-old ice of the Northern Stygian Sea, which was dozens of meters thick and hundreds of meters high, Ling Luo was not only not retreating, but was full of fighting intent.

"Break that ice for me!"

"Roger!"

The cheap dragon, who had been lying in the center of the big martial arts fight, with a lazy expression, suddenly stood up, and his red black eyes crossed the elite edge.

"Hahaha, it's finally the emperor's turn to play, the beauties of the Holy Seminary, come and worship the emperor's heroic demeanor!"

The cheap dragon let out an extremely obscene roar, and the fat pig-like meow jumped and rushed towards the thousand-year-old ice wall.

In the sky above the Great Martial Arts Arena, the dragon roar of the cheap dragon resounded through the sky.

In an instant, the lazy fat cat transformed into a huge black Ancient Extreme Fire Dragon.

The power of the true dragon is full of gods!

Within the clouds, countless brilliant red-golden lights were sprinkled, illuminating the Great Martial Arts Arena.

A mighty Ancient Extreme Fire Divine Dragon, stepping on auspicious clouds, its majestic long tail flicked lightly at the thousand-year-old ice protective wall.

"Boom—"

A huge roar rippled in circles of sound waves, echoing in the Great Martial Arts Arena.

All of them couldn't help but reach out and cover their ears. But Rao was like this, and they still felt the roar in their ears and the stars in their eyes.