The surface of the ice ocean raised by the sword spirit was like a towering and abrupt giant platform. When I got closer to me, I realized that this was not a simple platform, but an ice prism formed by seawater. The Ten Thousand Dao Sword Talisman was on the ice thorn, constantly stabbing at Fu Fan. And this old man actually dodged left and right, and this dodge posture was very simple and even a little clumsy. But his rickety figure shows a quaint freehand under such clumsy movements.

The rebirth of the leaves, the dark light, the golden sky wrapped several powerful red and blue rays, as if the aurora phenomenon was outlined in the sky above the polar ice ocean. But this is not only beautiful, but also the offensive of the powerful spiritual power of Fusu and Yayoi.

Fu Xuan didn't even raise his eyelids, he raised his hand easily, and the only remaining energy pressed like a black cloud. The energy mass shrank rapidly, and soon turned into a shield mountain in front of the three people who had just arrived here.

Qing Lan crashed headlong into the energy mass, and Fusu's golden light spiritual power hurriedly followed him to pick him out of the darkness. Chong shook his head at the young man, and gave Yayoi another look, and the latter immediately followed Fusu's figure, and the two of them flew to the side of the dark energy group left and right, controlling it in the spiritual power to prevent it from devouring Qinglan's spiritual power. Although the young man is also one of the five generals of the Fox Clan's Jade Codex, he is still young after all, and it is impossible to underestimate the enemy in the battle array.

Qing Lan also sensed the solemnity in the dark energy group that made him feel almost suffocated. glanced at Fu Su gratefully, pulled up his height and swept up, and shouted extremely loudly at the side of the shield mountain that could be condensed by darkness, "Old man, I heard that your illusion is very good, isn't it!"

Fu Phantom is thinking about receiving this sword spirit and giving it to the underworld as a gift of return, but as a result, alas... These young people are really unrelenting. Fu Phantom glanced at the young man, did not answer, and waved away the countless ice edges that pierced with one hand. Whenever there is an ice edge to eliminate the sword intent, it will really hit him, it is impossible to say that it doesn't hurt, but he doesn't pay attention to this little pain at all.

"Come on. My name is Nangong Qinglan, what about you?" the young man said loudly again.

The rest of the people, including the sword spirit, all had an urge to kill him. Especially Yayoi. But he held back.

Jian Lingrou's body flew from side to side, she didn't understand why this old man had been only avoiding and not attacking, couldn't it be that he couldn't look down on his own ability? With this action, the surface of the ocean current that had been lifted to Fu Huan's feet instantly broke off from the bottom, and a huge ice water torrent blasted towards Fu Huan like a tornado.

The figure of the old man was instantly engulfed in this huge offensive, and in front of Fusu and the others, there was only the frenzy that rose to the sky, and the sound of water roared through the sky.

Suddenly, the Dark Energy Shield Mountain controlled by Fusu and Yayoi broke away from the spiritual power of the two of them like crazy, and broke through and broke into the frenzy of the giant attack.

Suddenly, instantly. Dark energy, disappear!

No. It's not that it's gone, but it's all in the phantom body. The old man's body was like the hardest rock in the world, and when he broke out of the raging waves, he reflexively slapped the stormy waves away with one palm. Rumble... Whoa...

Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, and water that belongs to the ocean returns to the ocean.

When Fu Huan's eyes fell on the sword spirit again, he was no longer as interested as before, as if he had completely extinguished the idea of ambushing him, and his face and eyes were indifferent.

Whenever there is an ice edge to eliminate the sword intent, it will really hit him, it is impossible to say that it doesn't hurt, but he doesn't pay attention to this little pain at all. And this scene fell in Kitayayoi's eyes, and he only felt that the old man's eyes were not good, and he aroused a ghostly light and turned into an arrow that pierced the wind and shot at Fu Huan. There is only one thought in my heart, kill it!

Fusu seemed to feel Yayoi's killing intent, and instantly came to Fu Huan's side and slapped it with one palm. Under the left and right attacks, Fu Huan did not dodge, and while the spiritual power pierced his body, his figure disappeared in an instant. Disappear in front of everyone's eyes!

The blow missed, and Fusu's eyebrows jumped, and the sense of crisis became heavier and heavier. The golden light is full of spiritual power, and he should be able to sense the location of Fu Huan. But in reality, no.

When Fu Phantom's figure reappeared, Fusu's eyes were furious, and he saw Kitayoi like a meteor that had slid down at a rapid speed.

When the illusion disappeared, Kita Yayoi's gaze swept over Fusu's side and then fixed on the sword spirit woman above her head and diagonally above. The first thing that appeared was the withered hand in the void, and Kitayayoi rushed over without even thinking about it. The Ten Thousand Dao Sword Talisman was on the ice thorn, constantly stabbing at Fu Fan. And this old man actually dodged left and right, and this dodge posture was very simple and even a little clumsy.

As if silent, the dry hand and the entire body of the Fu Phantom passed through Yayoi's body and went straight to the sword spirit. The woman's phantom flickered, but she couldn't escape the ghostly dry hands, and she was tightly choked by the other party, trapped in her palm, and couldn't struggle.

Fu Phantom choked the sword spirit and rushed forward, and Yayoi turned around to see those star-like eyes rushing away from his eyes. As if something had exploded in his heart, Kitayayoi roared angrily and rushed over desperately.

Subsequently, the golden light always protected Yayoi's figure, and Fusu followed closely. And that young man, Nangong Qinglan, who was boundless, stared at the old man with wide eyes. His every movement and every reaction was carefully watched by Qing Lan. A faint smile welled up on the boy's lips.

In just two or three minutes, Mu Huo and Frost Wind looked up at the sky after checking the army on Bear Island. Needless to say, that old man was the master of using illusions to make them lose their minds before!

The person who can be called a master by the two of them, there is no one or two in the entire fox clan. Except for Qinglan, who is different. Unusual and unusual.

"How?" Mu Huo asked softly, looking up. Frost Wind on the side crossed one hand on one side of his waist and responded, "The chicken rib has an idea, let's go to protect him!" The two of them flew high and jumped out of the island at the same time, and after a while, they came to the young man's side, Mu Huo's big hand slapped on the young man's shoulder, and the young man wailed in pain.

"Chicken ribs, go, the two of us will protect the formation for you!" Mu Huo said loudly, and the frost wind sandwiched the young man between the left and the right, and the two spiritual powers rose up at the same time to condense an invisible enchantment.

Under the left and right attacks, Fu Huan did not dodge, and while the spiritual power pierced his body, his figure disappeared in an instant. disappeared in front of everyone's eyes! As soon as the blow missed, Fusu's eyebrows and heart jumped, and the sense of crisis became heavier and heavier. The golden light is full of spiritual power, and he should be able to sense the location of Fu Huan.

Qing Lan turned her head to look at the two senior generals, her eyes full of gratitude. He had been waiting for this moment for almost five hundred years.

Nangong Qinglan, the most alternative existence of the fox clan. Since childhood, he has been gifted, and when he was born, everyone in the entire North Twilight Snow Country felt a sense of lightness that came out of their hearts. It's like every breeze in early summer, blowing refreshingly. The old ancestor sent Ye Liufeng to come in person and brought this newborn baby of the Nangong lineage to his side. 58 reading

And this is not the origin of Qinglan's otherness, his otherness is all because of the detachment and inconsistency that appeared when he was a child. He rejected the opportunity to be taught by his ancestors and turned to the art of illusion.

This technique, which is regarded as chicken ribs by the people of the fox clan, has been deserted for thousands of years and no one has studied it. There was no teacher to follow, so he read ancient texts and taught himself. His family was angry with him, and his people regarded him as an alien.

Only the old ancestor Ye Guxian would touch the little head of the young Qinglan from time to time and nod his head in praise, showing his face every time he grows. Even if he is ranked among the five generals of the Jade Classic, the ancestors have tried their best to protect it, and for this reason, many people in the royal family are discussing it in private.

He has carried the name of chicken ribs for 500 years, and today is the moment to prove that he has learned something. Ancestor, Qinglan will prove your wise eyes, Ancestor, Qinglan is not a chicken rib!

"Wuxu!" the young man's voice was like the lightest wind in the polar sky, and there was a sudden sense of breaking through all the obstacles in the world.

With this sound, a black hole suddenly appeared behind the Fu Phantom who was flying to fight with the power of Kitayayoi Phantom Light, and a whirlpool of dark purple light suddenly appeared.

The old man let go of the sword spirit with his hand, and slapped his palms down into the air, and the whirlpool followed closely like a ghost. Fu Huan's eyes narrowed, the corners of his lips twitched, and he swept towards Qinglan without hesitation.

"Little boy, good means!" the husband's phantom laughter sounded in the wind. Mu Huo and Frost Wind's eyes narrowed dangerously, staring straight at the figure of the old man rushing towards this place. poured all his spiritual power to protect Qinglan in it, and in the blink of an eye, the old man had already deceived him.

At this moment, a pair of kaleidoscopic pupils appeared in everyone's eyes. Brilliant and boundless, the colors are surging, and the clouds are as magnificent as the clouds.

Not good! Fusu, who came in an instant, Yayoi who was driving away, and Mu Huo and Frost Wind, who were guarding Qinglan's side, made a loud voice of alarm in the hearts of the four of them. This technique, which is regarded as chicken ribs by the people of the fox clan, has been deserted for thousands of years and no one has studied it. There was no teacher to follow, so he read ancient texts and taught himself.

Sure enough, it was those eyes, and there was something strange about them. What kind of illusion can be used to drag everyone into it without having to construct an illusion, how lethal will it be?!

This answer is known only to Qinglan. He had seen every technique and technique of the old man. He found out that this old man didn't actually kill everyone, but he never really killed everyone.

Qing Lan is very smart, he has always been a delicate and clear child, and he thinks of things that others can't think of. The old man must be waiting for an opportunity, and only when that time comes will he reap everyone's lives in one fell swoop.

And before that time came, the old man was just using some small means to delay time.

Qing Lan knew that she had finally met the opponent she had always dreamed of in her life. You can fight against one of them, and you can prove what you have learned. Yay!

Illusion, who is slightly higher between the old man and Nangong Qinglan? As long as you fight, you will have an answer, right!

What is the ultimate in illusion?

Low-level illusions, but all spiritual powers can be broken, can only be used to coax ordinary people, intermediate illusions can trap those with weaker spiritual power than the caster, and high-level illusions can cross the barrier of spiritual power level to seal people with higher spiritual power than themselves.

He had seen every technique and technique of the old man. He found out that this old man didn't actually kill everyone, but he never really killed everyone. Qing Lan is very smart, he has always been a delicate and clear child, and he thinks of things that others can't think of. The old man must be waiting for an opportunity, and only when that time comes will he reap everyone's lives in one fell swoop.

And these, Nangong Qinglan had already crossed when she was a child. His innate talent is to turn the unreal into reality. For 500 years, he has studied how to make the most of his talents.

When Fu Xuan came to Qinglan, the whirlpool had already fallen faster between the two.

Qing Lan's two fingers of her right hand swiped a sigil in the air, and a huge nine-tailed fox crawled out of the whirlpool. The whole body is snow-white, the roar of the pointed ears and long mouth is earth-shattering, and there is an extremely strange flame floating on each tail. The fire is black, but the breath comes from, dark energy!

At this time, Fu Phantom's face was finally no longer indifferent, and a trace of surprise and surprise appeared. The old eyes lit up. He turned his head to look at the sword spirit who was driving the sword behind him, and then looked back at the young man behind the nine-tailed demon fox, and at the same time he was chanting obscure spells in his mouth.

Energy can be driven, but arranging the energy elements requires a technique, which any psychic person understands. Nangong Qinglan knew that the old man was urging some kind of strange technique that even he didn't know about.

Soon he saw the answer. An undead warrior in full armor appeared in front of him, the skeleton-like body covered with a burning blue-gray light.

The young man and the old man, both of them had some kind of light rising in their eyes. Chess meets the opponent, which is the moment that the chess player is most looking forward to. So it is with the old man, and so is the young man!

The undead warrior's arm crossbow shot at the nine-tailed fox, but when it touched the snow-white fox, the arrows were shot away by the white light. Qinglan moved her body quickly, shuttling back and forth beside Fusu and the others. Only a few breaths, everyone sobered. Several pairs of eyes looked at the two 'monsters' who were fighting in front of them at the same time, and their pupils instantly contracted involuntarily.

When the sword spirit approached Fu Huan's side, everyone only felt that there seemed to be ten thousand dazzling rays of light shooting out from all over the air in front of them. The sword spirit's watery eyes were full of killing intent! Infinite killing intent that would swallow everything! She was just a sword spirit, and she was not affected by her husband's illusion at all. She couldn't see the kaleidoscopic pupils, all she saw was an old man who had to be killed.

Morality?!non-existent. He is going to destroy the world, and who will preach morality to him. Fu Su and the others accompanied the ten thousand sword intents surging in all directions, and they all used their spiritual power to blast towards the husband in the moment! Between heaven and earth, in the far air above the ice ocean, countless spiritual powers rushed and stabbed with the intent to kill. At this moment, everyone on Bear Island only felt amazing. The incomparably terrifying nine-tailed fox, the terrifying undead skeleton, all kinds of streamers and flying fire, wind blade sword intent... Even if it's a god, I'm afraid it will be cut down!