The tombstone loomed in the wind and snow, and there seemed to be a huge magic force in it, and the wind between heaven and earth suddenly stopped, and the cold snow was absorbed into it.

Li Xiangyang is in the deepest part of the north, like a day a year, devastated by ice and snow all day long, and what he understands is the law of ice and snow, the zero degree of ice, and the lightness of snow.

Li Xiangyang is actually not a person in the lower realm, but was personally sent to the earth by his master with great mana to temper, just like Nangong Fan. However, his master is not as good as Nangong Fan's general conversation, and Li Xiangyang has received the most orthodox way of cultivation, which allows him to have enough understanding of the Taoist scriptures he has studied even before he has spiritual power.

Unlike Nangong Fan, who generally has to rely on his own groping to move forward. If I comprehend the law of ice today, how should I apply it to my sword moves? How should I combine it with the law of fire tomorrow? The Taoist canon says it lofty, but it won't give you a detailed explanation.

As a result, Nangong Fan's current sword moves are a bit specious, with the taste of the foundation of the Taoist classics, but they are far from perfect, how can he compare to the person who really memorized the Taoist classics?

Li Xiangyang has now taught Nangong Fan a good lesson, under orthodox teaching, how powerful the Taoist canon is.

The tombstone was suppressed from the sky, and the great oppression made Nangong Fan feel extremely difficult to breathe.

Nangong Fan is not muddy. Ice and fire, these two opposing attributes, with the assistance of the bloodline, blend perfectly, and distinctly, spinning and rising into the sky, as if to subvert the sky.

His law is under his own comprehension, and it is more blessed by blood, which is not as simple as one plus one equals two, even if it is just a nascent law, it bursts out with brilliant colors.

Although it is a lie to subvert the sky, it is still not a problem to resist this tombstone.

The Ice and Fire Dragons swayed next to the tombstone, as if to swallow it in one gulp. Nangong Fan was unforgiving, and the long sword was slashed. Wind blades and earth cones came out one after another.

The blade of the wind, the weight of the earth, is the embodiment of the power of the two laws.

Li Xiangyang's heavy pupils appeared, and the cold light shot out, exploding in the void. The magic sword in his hand groaned softly, and the brilliance full of dead silence rose up, pouring into the phantom of the tombstone.

This brilliance, just by looking at it, makes people feel cold, and can't help but wonder if they are already dead, they shouldn't be in this world, they should go into it and bury themselves.

This dead silence affected Nangong Fan's mind, and even the snowflakes that fell were dyed with a deep layer of black. It seems that the heavens and the earth are beginning to decay, and in the twilight of life, no one will die well.

Nangong Fan's heart trembled, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but loosen, and the tombstone and Shuanglong were deadlocked, and the balance began to tilt towards Shuanglong's side. A violent pressure came down from the top of his head.

Just like when Li Xiangyang ruthlessly crushed Nangong Fan's three-legged cat swordsmanship with a few swords, this time Nangong Fan was even more miserable in terms of skills, and the gap was even a few points bigger than at the beginning.

Nangong Fan's recent proud swordsmanship has finally become a background board.

Nangong Fan had a cold sweat on his forehead, even now he hadn't successfully come out of the nightmare, he just wanted to dig a grave and fill himself in, waiting for the silence of heaven and earth.

It's lifeless and boring, and it's even a good choice to bury yourself by this tombstone.

Nangong Fan's face was loveless, even the hand holding the sword had no strength, the black dragon sword sank from mid-air to the ice with a wail, and the red mang kept struggling on it, it was quite spiritual and arrogant, it was unwilling to lose, it wanted to wake up its uncompetitive master.

How can anyone admit defeat before the enemy's offensive arrives? What a shame it is.

The huge force crushed Nangong Fan from the air, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, Nangong Fan couldn't help but feel even more loveless, "The sky is collapsing, the earth is broken, where should I go?"

In Nangong Fan's heart, he did not attack him, the tombstone in front of him was the natural embodiment of heaven and earth towards the twilight of life, and the avenue appeared in the air and then collapsed. The calm earth turned into countless pieces, cold snaps emerged, and the wind and snow were shaky.

Under the general trend of heaven and earth, who can not despair?

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs. Under the heavens and the earth, there are ants. Even the so-called gods are only a little bigger, and they can only go to extinction in wailing. What else can ordinary people do besides finding a good burial place for themselves?

The light in Nangong Fan's eyes became more and more dim, and he was paralyzed on the cold ground less than a meter away from the Black Dragon Sword, and he felt that his heart was about to stop beating, and he was about to disappear with the heaven and earth in front of him.

The shell became a tombstone in which his soul was to be buried.

The Taoist canon is matched with the general trend of heaven and earth, it is so unreasonable, this is a unique study that can overwhelm an era. Of course, if it weren't for the limit of the Heavenly Dao in this realm, even if Li Xiangyang became a god on the ground, he would not be able to achieve such power under a single sword.

Everything is just the resonance of the Heavenly Dao and the Dao Classics, and the illusion formed.

It is this vanity, but few people can get out of it by themselves. This despair that grows in the depths of the heart is a nightmare that ordinary people cannot overcome.

In addition, does Nangong Fan have any other nightmares? Before he knew that the Hei family was fine, he could see the first clues from the time he fell into the dream, which was the first time that his simple mind was hurt, but now it has long been healed.

It's just that there is still a hidden demon Nangong Fan didn't notice it, which is difficult for every "orphan" to let go. Even if Nangong Fan was not bullied when he was a teenager, nor did he sleep in the open air, on the contrary, he lived a very comfortable life, but he still remembered from time to time, where were his parents, why did they abandon him, and how did they live?

In this illusory world constructed by himself, he saw a strong man standing up to the sky and the earth appear in front of his limp body, wearing animal skins on his waist and holding a giant axe, sweeping out with earth-shattering power, and the boulder that fell due to the shattering of the heavenly dome was blocked by him with his own strength.

There was also a woman in a white dress beside this strong man, with long hair fluttering, heroic posture, a spear lying in front of him, dancing with ice and fire, and the stones that overflowed under the strong man's giant axe turned into nothing in an instant.

Nangong Fan suddenly felt a trace of warmth, he liked this feeling of being protected, even if the sky was falling apart, he still held everything up for him in front of him. He couldn't help but mutter, "Dad...... Mom!"

Although he has never met his parents, he is sure that the two people in front of him must be his parents, the parents who he mistakenly thought he didn't want him, the last harbor in the depths of his soul.

He couldn't help but be stupid, his whole mind was silent and couldn't extricate himself, even if he saw a boulder that had been missed from their hands whistling towards him, he couldn't bear to blink his eyes, for fear that in a trance, his parents would turn into clouds of smoke and leave.

The boulder rolled in the void, "bang", bombarded Nangong Fan's body, the broken stones cut on his body like a knife, and the blood marks of the Dao Dao were instantly exposed, the blood slid down, and the whole body was soaked in blood.

The two figures in front of him showed signs of disintegrating under the sky, Nangong Fan's eyes gradually became confused, and a sense of weakness kept coming from his limbs, he wanted to close his eyes like this, but he was really reluctant! He was afraid that if he closed his eyes, he would never see his parents again.

The two figures gradually blurred under the flying stones, and in the last moment before disappearing, they turned their heads, and the four eyes were full of kindness and encouragement, and before Nangong Fan could see their faces clearly, they were annihilated under the flying stones, leaving no trace.

"Nope. Dad, Mom, thief, get out of here!" A force surged out of Nangong Fan's body, and he stood up, his voice hoarse.

A glow burst out of his body, and his pupils, which were originally full of confusion and weakness, instantly became calm and calm.

There is nothing in front of you, and there is any tenderness around your fingers. It's all vanity, a vast expanse of ice and snow. There is only a coffin outlined by ice and snow, and there is a large character on it that flashes brightly - burial, the word flashes with brilliance, and the whole coffin exudes a violent atmosphere, suppressed under the cover of the violent storm and snow.

Nangong Fan's pupils narrowed slightly, looking at the ice coffin that was close at hand, the corners of his mouth cracked, and a brilliant golden light rose on his body.

Gang Qi was released, Nangong Fan's body seemed to be pulled around in the golden light, his arms expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, his thighs were thicker than his thighs, and his thighs expanded outward five times, and there were thick hairs scattered on his body, and a layer of golden light under the hairs could be seen from the gaps. The hair on his chest was burning, and a crystalline prismatic black scale appeared in it, like a black hole, mercilessly devouring the ice and snow around it.

The blood light and the glow in Nangong Fan's pupils reflected each other, and his head was full three circles bigger, becoming hideous and terrifying. The momentum on his body then became violent, and the blood basin opened violently, and the sound rose to the sky.

"Roar!"

The sound is rolling, even if there is ice and snow whistling down, it is transmitted far, far away. In the depths of the ice field, there seemed to be a sound in the blue realm, but it was covered by the whistling wind, and it was not really heard.

Nangong Fan stretched out his powerful arms, and shook towards the tombstone with his flesh and blood. The brown light on it flickered, and the demonic power looked a little magical in the ice and snow.

The ice and snow melted under the bear's paws, making a piercing grinding sound, and ripples were heard in the void.

In this angry bear state, the spiritual power in Nangong Fan's body seemed to have turned into surging power, and the qi turned into demonic power, which was a little more terrifying than the ordinary black-armed angry bear at this strength.

The law of survival permeates the body, this seemingly chicken rib law, so that Nangong Fan quickly adapted to this ice and snow weather, coupled with the law of ice, he has a strange feeling that he has become the overlord of the ice field polar bear, and even more comprehensive than the polar bear.

Such a bear form should gallop on the battlefield, it is definitely a strategic weapon-like existence, as long as the strength is still there, one person can resist an army.

The ice and snow floating in the sky, under the guidance of Li Xiangyang, were like a big knife slashing in the air, and the tombstone covered the sky behind the big knife.

The thick bear's paw fanned out, and the gravitational realm naturally enveloped the surroundings.

The skate blade slashed mercilessly, and after entering the gravity field, it paused slightly, and then galloped down at a faster speed, cutting through the space and bringing a cold glow with a cold eye.

An irrepressible chill followed, ice zero!

The drooping fur was stimulated to stand on end, and even the speed of fanning forward was slowed down a lot. But Nangong Fan didn't panic at all, the wind in his ears gradually faded away, and the initial untouchable movement of the earth's center of the earth sounded clearly in his ears, which made him feel extremely relieved, even if the sky really collapsed, he also felt that he would escape from death.

Li Xiangyang only saw Nangong Fan, who had completely turned into a bear demon, raise his head at him, bared his teeth, and the demonic power burst out, and the entire ground trembled twice.

With Li Xiangyang's strength in this realm to be able to reach the limits of heaven and earth, he saw that the essence of energy gushing out from the depths of the earth's core continued to converge on Nangong Fan's right fist. The seemingly sharp ice blade slashed off it, only slightly cutting off a few hairs and scratching a few white marks, and then turned into ice water and slid down.

The tombstone is still wrapped in the sky, and it is slowly suppressed downward. I can bury the sky and suppress a false bear demon, isn't it still captured?

The bear's paw resonated with the earth, the ground undulated, and the earth dragon turned over and bombarded the sky.

"Boom!"

The sky trembled, the smell was permeated, everything was covered by it, and it was impossible to see the truth.

The moment the two fought, the whole world seemed to be dark. The northern border, which had been snowing all day, seemed to have come to a standstill, and the snow and ice in the sky had broken up in all directions as the center of the battle. A large crater with a diameter of five meters was revealed in the ground, which was quickly refilled with snow and ice.