In this case, no one will be optimistic about Qin Ming anymore.

Although the strength he showed just now surprised everyone, it was almost certain that he was already at the level of the seventh layer of the Jindan stage.

But even so, he shouldn't be so careless when facing the Han Xuan Dao people.

The battle between monks of the same rank can be said to be extremely dangerous, but not only did he not dodge, but he remained motionless, what is the difference between doing so and sending him to death?

When everyone felt that Qin Ming had lost, Qin Ming's eyes were calm, and he was dressed in black and danced wildly in the air.

He opened his palm, and a golden flame leaped out like an elf, small but exuding terrifying energy.

"Go!"

With a flick of Qin Ming's fingers, this Haotian Divine Fire burst out of the air with a "snort", turning into a golden meteor, and in the unbelievable eyes of everyone, it collided with the ice and snow light ball blatantly!

The icy aura suddenly exploded in the air, bursting with the power of the blazing flames.

The earth below was constantly shaking and roaring, and this vision even affected the major cities thousands of miles away!

Including everyone in the capital, this tremor can be clearly perceived.

Countless people began to worry, thinking that some natural disaster had happened.

At this time, in the ice and snow, the snowflakes within a radius of 100 miles were blown away, and even a single snowflake could not be seen.

Hundreds of Jindan Stage monks were so frightened that they retreated two hundred miles one after another, and then released their body protection aura to resist this terrifying energy.

They were very surprised and shocked, they didn't expect that this young man could still fight with the Han Xuan Dao people.

Just now, they thought that Qin Ming had lost, but now that they saw that the two of them were inseparable, they didn't dare to comment more.

"How could this kid have such strength?!"

Han Xuandao's face was very ugly, he originally thought that he could kill this kid with one blow, but he didn't expect the other party to easily resist it.

Moreover, the hot wave from the front kept coming, and even he felt an unspeakable heat.

"You forced me!"

Han Xuandao's eyes swelled with fierceness, he put his hands on his chest and folded them up and down, and a majestic power surged out in the palms of his two palms.

"Han Xuan Immortal Method, fusion!"

With a loud shout, he pushed his hands forward with all his might, as if pushing the entire void.

This majestic power also merged with him into the tall Ice Spirit Statue!

Han Xuan Immortal Method, fuse with your body!

This is a spell that has been passed down by the Han Xuan Sect for many years, with the help of the energy of the Ice Spirit Statue, and then fusing itself into it, you can get stronger power.

With the fusion of the Han Xuan Dao people, an even more powerful force rose into the sky, and this power was so strong that everyone changed their faces.

The dry dragon Dao man's eyes widened, and he felt that it was really unbelievable.

Because this energy is about to touch the eighth layer, as long as you advance a little further, the eighth layer will be proper!

At the moment, although he has not really broken through to that realm, he has already surpassed all the seventh layers of the Jindan stage.

If he is allowed to fight with the current Han Xuan Dao people, he is very bottomless in his heart, and the certainty of victory is only thirty percent!

"Chilling Ice Bell!"

Han Xuan Dao let out a heaven-shattering shout, at this time he is the idol, the idol is him.

I saw that a huge amount of ice qi was condensed above the head of the Ice Spirit Statue.

This breath is constantly rotating, condensing, and compressing, and in a short period of time, it has been compressed thousands of times.

Subsequently, a huge bell with a white jade body manifested and hung high in the sky, like a mountain.

"Boom-"

The bell rings in the sky!

The Cold Xuan Ice Spirit Bell suppressed Qin Ming with endless ice energy, and there was a cold air in the huge bell mouth, like a chaotic ice space.

Using this trick also made Han Xuandao's body empty.

The body melted the god statue, and then cast the Cold Xuan Ice Spirit Bell, almost draining the spiritual power in his body.

But the power of this move is also obvious.

Under the cold ice bell, all bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods must be forcibly suppressed, crushed, and refined by it!

And not to mention these magical abilities, just the cold air attached to this is enough to freeze people into ice sculptures!

Qin Ming was once again enveloped by the violent cold air.

He took some interest in the giant bell, because he felt that this magic weapon seemed to be a little interesting, not an ordinary product.

"If you don't allow me to go against me, I won't trouble you, but the matter has come to this point, I can only accept your magic weapon and destroy your soul!"

Qin Ming said lightly, but there was great majesty in ordinary words.

Hearing his words, Han Xuandao people just wanted to laugh.

This kid is dying and still pretending? Is it useful to say such big things now?

However, just when this thought just popped up in his heart, a deep horror quickly welled up on his face.

Because he saw that Qin Ming stretched out a golden giant hand that was also hundreds of zhang in size, and slapped it fiercely on the Hanxuan Ice Spirit Bell.

"Knock !!!"

With a loud bang, the Cold Xuan Ice Spirit Bell was flapped out and landed in the distance, smashing the five ice and snow peaks.

The power of this giant hand did not diminish in the slightest, and it slapped directly on the Ice Spirit Statue again.

"Click-"

A crisp voice came out, and countless cracks covered the whole body of the divine palm, and the Han Xuan Dao people inside let out a terrible scream.

"Ahh

The next moment, the idol shattered, his whole body was covered in blood, his breath was extremely weak, and he obviously lost his ability to fight.

"This ...... What's going on? Am I hallucinating?"

The people in the distance were stunned, they all saw everything, but they still couldn't believe it.

Especially the powerhouses of the level of the Dry Dragon Dao people, they knew the strength of the Han Xuan Dao people in that state just now.

If he is not at the eighth layer of the Jindan period, it is difficult to suppress him 100%.

Therefore, they felt from the beginning that this young man would not have a chance to turn over again.

But what was happening now made them stunned.

The Cold Xuan Ice Bell, which can suppress everything and accommodate one side of the world, was easily slapped away by this young man?

Even the Ice Spirit Statue was torn apart!

What realm of strength is he?

Han Xuandao was lying on the ground, the bones of his whole body had been shattered, and now he was in a certain death situation, and it was impossible to have a chance to turn over.

But he hates, he is unwilling!

For him, if he is given a little more time, he can completely use the treasure to break through.

When the time comes, not only will his strength increase greatly, but even Shouyuan will increase a lot.

But today he died inexplicably at the hands of this person, how can this make him willing?

How could he not hate?!

When he was dying, he gritted his teeth and made a decision -

"You killed me, this thing is yours, this is the Dry Blue Ice Lotus, the treasure that has broken through to the eighth layer realm!"

Han Xuan Dao roared, slapping the ground with all his might, and the ice crystal that was originally hidden in the Ice Palace by Elder Xiao and them rose to the sky and stopped in front of Qin Ming.

The crystal clear ice crystals slowly rotate like a lotus flower, releasing pure and powerful energy......

The moment the Dry Blue Ice Lotus appeared, everyone's breathing became rapid, and their eyes were full of greed!!!

(End of chapter)