This Ice Mist World is a special space formed by the Holy Sword itself after its own icy aura has reached a certain level. Exists in the big world, but is isolated from the big world!

The realm space is similar to that of human beings, but it is only stronger than the realm because of its own saint-level secret pattern and the blessing of the materials cast!

This vast white world of ice mist is difficult for others to enter, but Dongfang Yingfeng, who is the sword master, is naturally not restricted in any way. From Ding Yong's strain again and again, it is not difficult to find. The other party has already figured out the context of the assassination of the ice sword, and when dealing with it, he can easily avoid the sneak attack of the ice sword!

"Little thief, with this little means, grandpa won't play with you!" But after a cup of tea, Ding Yong adapted to the sneak attack of the Ice Sword. The previous tension was also relieved, and in his heart, he was thinking about starting to fight against the wind.

Dongfang Windward hid in the thick ice mist, and a gray essence flashed in his eyes. The Shattered Realm is really powerful, and it is impossible for the Holy Sword's autonomous power to cause them much damage at all!

Of course, he also knew that this was the spiritual sense contained in Hanyun was not strong enough, otherwise, Ding Yong at this time would already be a corpse.

Zheng~

The holy sword trembled, and let out a crisp sword roar. It seems that he is very dissatisfied with the words of the east windward!

Seeing this, Dongfang Yingfeng shrugged his shoulders helplessly and slandered in his heart, how could he not let people speak?

However, as his compatibility with the Holy Sword became higher and higher, the connection with the Sword Spirit became closer and closer, and now as long as Dongfang Facing the Wind was willing, he could almost reach the point of having the same heart. Otherwise, it might be him who does it now, not the Holy Sword himself!

At the same time as the wind in the east calmed the cold rhyme, a few people outside the fog finally discovered that something was unusual!

"Ding Yong seems to have stopped moving since he entered, that kid won't be so unbeaten, right?" Ren Jian'an muttered puzzled.

With his understanding of the windward in the east, even if Ding Yong was able to capture the other party in the end. But that's at least a matter of a few moves, and Dongfang Windward shouldn't be so vulnerable!

"Huh?" Shun Liang nodded when he heard this, and his divine sense had entered the fog in the blink of an eye.

Crackling!

A clear, frozen sound instantly returned to his sea of consciousness, and then Junliang felt that his divine sense had lost contact, as if it had been instantly wiped out by someone with powerful means!

"The situation is not right, clear the fog for me!" Junliang immediately realized the seriousness of the matter, and said with a deep sigh to the few people beside him.

When a few people heard this, they no longer thought about it. It wasn't just Ren Jian'an who felt strange just now, they all had a more or less unsteady feeling. Now, Junliang is so aggressive, how can they not know that something may have happened!

"Kill!"

A shout of rage erupted in the mouths of the five, and powerful attacks continued to blast towards the mist. However, no matter how many people exert their strength, the fog never shows any signs of dissipating.

"Get out of the way, I'll come!" said Junliang as he walked up to the crowd with a frown.

His hands were raised slightly, and two fist-sized True Yuan Balls were slowly condensed between his palms, which were as crystal clear as black crystals. A violent aura of energy emanated from the black True Yuan Sphere, and the space around it gradually shrank. Junliang's hands seem to be slowly extending to the extraterritorial world!

Burst!

Junliang shouted angrily, and his hands seemed to come from the outside world, slowly descending. With a booming explosion, the brown True Yuan Ball rolled up monstrous black gas in the white mist!

The ice mist was turbulent, like a provoking beast, opening its huge mouth and engulfing the black mist.

Jun Liang's brows moved, this situation is so weird! What the hell is this, it seems that the realm has unusual power! After a moment's hesitation, Jun Liang ran the magic technique, and the palm print in his hand kept slapping into the white ice mist.

After an initial burst of fierce resistance, the black crystal-like True Yuan ignored his subordination. Slowly subsided!

"How can this be!" Sensing the loss of contact with Zhenyuan and a trace of divine consciousness in it, Junliang couldn't help but exclaim.

"Commander Junliang, how is it?" Xie Shengze asked a little nervously. Although the others didn't say anything, they all waited quietly for his reply. They had all shot before, but none of them had been able to dispel this white mist.

Junliang is the strongest of them all, and if he can't, then things will be tricky!What does this mean, they all have a very similar guess in their minds!.

"Let's wait and see what happens!" said Junliang after pondering for a moment, with a somewhat solemn expression.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but change their complexions! Does Junliang's words mean that he is powerless? And what kind of information is revealed behind this sentence, none of them are stupid, and they will not understand!

As soon as he calmed down the somewhat unhappy Holy Sword, Dongfang Yingfeng felt the surrounding ice fog churning. Turning his gaze to a few people beyond the mist, he saw that they were about to blast away the ice mist.

Seeing the ice mist world that was stirred up by Junliang Zhenyuan, Dongfang Yingfeng had no bottom in his heart! This unique realm of the holy sword was also the first time he had used it, and it was really hard to say whether this thing could stop their offensive pace!

Looking at Ding Yong, who noticed that his companion was assisting outside, his expression was even more unscrupulous, and the chill in his eyes became stronger and stronger! Faintly, an ice mist rose in his eyes, as if he was assimilated by this special space!

"No matter what, you must stay first!" Dongfang Yingfeng said as he slowly walked towards Ding Yong with his sword.

This guy must be killed as soon as possible, otherwise if they really lose the help of this mist, their position will be quickly reversed, and then the tragedy will be him!

As the eastward wind continued to approach, the holy sword in his hand gradually changed, and the four dragons surrounded the sword body, and there was a faint sound of a dragon's groan floating in this mist.

Ding Yong frowned, although the voice of the dragon's groan was weak, it had a strong penetrating ability. It was a strange sound that could shock the soul, it was the secret skill of the dragon race, and it was also a rare secret technique of the sound soul in heaven and earth!

Although Ding Yong didn't hear it for the first time, it was also very vague. But he could recognize this powerful secret technique at first glance!

Could it be that this kid still has a background in the dragon clan, otherwise how could he have such a rare secret skill!" Ding Yong, who was on high alert, asked himself with some concern.

The Heavenly Sword Sect alone already felt a headache, and later added a spring word to let them cast a rat trap. If there is another dragon clan now, then their City Lord's Mansion is completely finished!

The dragons love and hate clearly, and have a fiery temper. It's not like the Terrans have so many scruples and unnecessary understandings. I don't know if it's because of the racial crisis, this race is extremely protective of calves!

Although he was upset, Ding Yong didn't dare to be careless. This is not the work of the east windward, or there is a more powerful master hidden in the formation. The former is fine, if it is the latter, then the chances of getting out of here alive are too small!

"Kill!"

Ding Yong's spirit moved, and he keenly reminded him that there was a dangerous situation around him. Although it is not yet possible to determine where......

Dongfang Yingfeng hurriedly took a few steps back, and saw that the other party had regained his composure again, and did not take any action, and he was secretly surprised in his heart! The Shattered Realm is so powerful with the power of the divine soul, although it is subject to the constraints of the Holy Sword Secret Pattern, but the instinctive warning is not a zombie.

It seems that he still underestimated the Broken Realm before!The Heavenly Sword Peak's fellow sect was killed by himself, in addition to the instability of the realm, I am afraid that a big reason is that the other party is careless!

Exit a few steps, Dongfang Windward does not dare to get too close, otherwise it is really possible to steal chickens and rice!

With a stroke of his hand, the four crystal ice dragons wrapped around the holy sword swam along his arm to his body, and the east wind threw the holy sword out. Han Yun swayed steadily several meters above Ding Yong's head.

Hands flying, bursts of strange fluctuations slowly breed in the whole fog! The whole fog is rolling, slowly coordinating with the fluctuations, resonating with the ......

Qiang~

The sound of the emperor's roar resounded in the mist, and the sound of harmony carried the power of the intoxicating soul to make people escape and indulge in it.

At the same time, as if summoned by some kind of summons, the ice dragon that was clinging to Dongfang Windward let out a dragon groan, and swam rapidly towards the direction where Ding Yong was.

In the blink of an eye, the four ice dragons seemed to ignore the limitations of space and quickly appeared around Ding Yong. Trap it in the middle and confront it. The four dragons are circling and flying!

ps: This book will not subdivide the difference between the phoenix, just for the sake of more fluent language, more fluent sentences, phoenix, emperor (phoenix) are all one race. If you deliberately distinguish the so-called emperor and phoenix, you need to be careful not to mention the wording in the early stage, and it is inevitable that you will have to explain more about this race in the later stage, not the main story line, and writing too much will only make the story more lengthy (so far, the plot control of the mountain fish is still very poor, and it is already very watery. No more unnecessary chapters)!