But just as the human race was retreating, Kun was cross-legged in mid-air chanting a mantra, pinching his fingers with both hands, and the sound of chanting mantras was incessant, and after a while, Kun was heard roaring angrily. Purple Pavilion

Immediately, there was a sonorous sound in Kun's body, as if something had shattered, and then I saw that frost began to appear under Kun's feet, and soon this frost spread to Kun's body, and in an instant, most of Kun's body was trapped in the ice.

At the same time, all over the Upper Realm, the Netherworld Emperors, who had already been innumerable, stopped their bodies one after another, and just like Kun's condition, ice cubes condensed from under their feet for no reason, and after an instant, they actually froze on their chests.

This ice cube was very strong, and no matter how hard these Nether Emperors roared, it would be extremely difficult to even hit some ice chips.

"Kun!"

The clones of the Nether Emperor roared angrily into the sky.

I saw Kun in mid-air hook the corners of his mouth and laughed, this time he won.

And at this time, there were two swishing sounds in mid-air, Feng Qingcheng and Murong Tian had already adjusted their injuries, and seeing that the situation was not right here, they hurriedly rushed over, and saw that only the last head was left without being frozen in the ice.

Feng Chengcheng was taken aback, what was going on?

At this time, this ice cube was still spreading upward, Feng Qingcheng was in a hurry, and as soon as he held his right hand, he wanted to blast the ice cube away with the Purple Thunder Sword, but Murong Tian on the side hurriedly stopped it and said, "What if I hurt Kunke?" ”

Hearing this, Kun opened his mouth and burst out laughing, saying, "You don't have to worry, this is my magic. The Netherworld Emperor has tens of millions of doppelgangers, and I am powerless to stop it alone, so I can only temporarily avoid this difficulty by casting a spell and dragging the Netherworld Emperor into another space with me. ”

As early as the beginning, Kun had already prepared for the worst, and he couldn't think that it was best to use this method, and when he punched the Netherworld Emperor at the beginning, Kun planted a special mark on him, and no one except Kun could notice it.

And this mark was effective at this time, and Kun was able to drag so many Nether Emperor clones into that space at the same time.

Hearing this, Feng Qingcheng was taken aback and said, "But, senior, are you going to be trapped in that space with that Netherworld Emperor forever?" ”

At this time, the ice cube was almost frozen to Kun's jaw, and he saw him turn his head and said lightly: "That's not the case." You must go to a world called Heavenly Cold Ice Spirit to find the cold heart, only this thing can completely kill this Netherworld Emperor, my spell is just a delaying tactic, you go quickly, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time. ”

Soon after he finished speaking, Kun's whole body was frozen in a large block of ice, and then he heard a thud, and the ice cube disappeared in the air along with Kun's body.

Feng Chengcheng took a deep breath, originally thought that this Kun was just a bastard, and reversed himself, he didn't expect him to be such a scheming person, he calculated the ending from the beginning, and in the end, he even sacrificed himself to achieve the upper realm.

She sighed, remembering the words "Heavenly Cold Ice Spirit" and "Cold Heart" in her mind, and secretly swore in her heart that she must get this thing as quickly as possible, come back to kill the Nether Emperor, and rescue Kun's body.

But at this moment, suddenly a crazy voice in Feng Qingcheng's mind rushed straight in, it was the voice of the Netherworld Emperor.

Feng Chengcheng was taken aback.

"You all have to die! They all have to die! ”

The Nether Emperor shouted frantically.

"Why are you still here! Run, within a thousand meters from here, this Nether Emperor can still attack, you can't block his blow at all, run! ”

Kunhuo said in a hurry.

After hearing this, Feng Qingcheng and Murong Tian were both stunned, but it was too late at this time.

I saw a spear made of black gas condensed in mid-air for no reason, and it shot at it with a whoosh.

The spear was extremely fast, and with the Hellworld Emperor's wild laughter and Kun's exclamations, Feng Chengcheng had no time to react at all, so he could only watch as the spear grew bigger and bigger in front of his eyes.

And at this critical juncture, Feng Qingcheng felt a huge force and pushed him away, and then the spear condensed by the black qi rushed over with a swish, bringing up a series of blood flowers.

Feng Qingcheng flipped his body in mid-air, looked back with round eyes, just now it was Murong Angel who exerted all his strength and pushed himself away, but this Murong Tian was pierced through his body by this pitch-black spear, and a big hole pierced through his chest.

The spear not only had a sharp blade, but also carried a strong wind, taking away all the flesh and blood around it, and even Murong Tian's beating heart could be seen.

Feng Qingcheng gasped, hurriedly shouted angrily, kicked his feet back, and the whole person shot out like a bullet, and then hugged Murong Tian's body and rushed up, and in an instant, he had already rushed out of a thousand meters away, rushing out of the attack range of the Netherworld Emperor.

Murong Tian on his shoulder was coughing and still trying to speak, there was no blood on his face, and the corners of his mouth were still overflowing with blood.

"Ahem. I was originally a dead man, and if you revive me, I owe you a life, and now I have paid it off. ”

Murong Tian had a smile on his face, and he didn't have any regret.

Feng Qingcheng shouted angrily and shouted: "Don't speak! ”

Soon, the two of them rushed into a wooded field without stopping.

In the same place, the Nether Emperor's wild laughter rang out again, and he said, "Kun, do you think that with this one spell, you can trap me in this place forever? Don't be naïve. ”

But Kun didn't say anything, and let the Nether Emperor yell and scream.

At this time, Feng Qingcheng found the bottle of medicine pill that Kun gave him at that time on Murong Tian's body, and hurriedly took out two or three pills, crushed them into powder, and sprinkled them on the huge wound on his chest.

I heard Murong Tian cough a few times, and he woke up quietly, looked at it with his eyes half-drooped, and said, "You go to the cold ice spirit that day to find the cold heart, otherwise the efforts of the Kun seniors will be wasted." ”

Feng Qingcheng sighed and said: "I know, I can't leave you here to wait for death, your own strength is extremely strong, although the injury is indeed quite serious, but we still have the medicine pill given by Kun in our hands, you will definitely not die, unless you want to die." ”

After listening to Feng Chengcheng's words, Murong Tian turned his head to the side with a smile and muttered: "Now that it is the world thousands of years later, the people I know have long been dead, and it is against the principles of heaven for me to live, so why do I need to live?" ”

Feng Chengcheng was immediately furious after hearing this, and shouted, "Could it be that you don't know Senior Kun?" ”

This sentence choked Murong Tian to stop talking.

Feng Qingcheng also realized that he was not very good to an injured person like this, so he sighed and said, "What's more, your life was not for nothing, it was exchanged for his life by Geluo, why is this against the principles of heaven?" If you refuse to live well and waste Gro's sacrifice in vain, it will be against the principles of heaven. ”

After saying that, he saw Murong Tian lying on the ground moving slightly.

Seeing that he no longer spoke, Feng Qingcheng continued to grind this medicine pill into powder, sprinkled it on other wounds, and fed it to his mouth, and soon, this wound began to sprout flesh buds, but it hurt so much that Murong Tian gasped.

Seeing that he didn't say that he was going to die, Feng Chengcheng relieved himself and said with a smile: "You have a big life, you have an elixir to protect your life, you can't die this time, accept your fate." ”

Murong Tian was silent for a while, and then said: "Since this is the case, I will also accept my fate, now my life has been saved, but I just lack time to recuperate." You'd better go to the cold and ice to find the cold heart. ”

Feng Qingcheng saw that his eyes didn't look like he was lying, so he nodded heavily, yes, this is indeed a serious question, what is the place of the cold ice spirit this day? And how to get there?

Murong Tian opened his mouth at this time and said: "I am like this now, I can't go with you, I have heard of this cold day before, according to legend, there are strong people like clouds, it is very dangerous, if you go alone, I am afraid that you will not even be able to come back, let alone chill." ”

Feng Tingcheng nodded, and then said, "What you said is good. I'll think of a way again, there's not much time, you can heal your injuries yourself, and when your injuries are healed, you will go to Xiaoyao City to find Dongfang's family, the biggest one. ”

After saying that, Feng Qingcheng smiled slightly, and then kicked his feet to the ground violently, and the whole person rose into the sky like a bullet, rushing towards the distance.

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