In the Moonlit Realm, a roaring cold snap filled the entire cave, and except for the Solo tree in the center, even the cyan rock walls were covered with a thick layer of ice and snow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As Shennong's backhand left for himself, although the Cold Marrow Spring Soul Chu Hanjing does not have a body as powerful as the beast clan, its spiritual power is terrifyingly strong, and it is frozen for thousands of miles between her hands and feet, I am afraid that the general god clan is not her opponent, but it is a pity that the opponent she encountered this time is stronger.

Pulling Chu Bichen behind him casually, Mo Wen took a long breath as he watched the spreading frost, his chest bulged slightly, and then he suddenly let out a loud cry.

"Open it for me!"

With Mo Wen as the center, a fan-shaped sound wave radiated, and the condensed ice layer where it passed was trembling slightly, and then it exploded, and he was caught off guard by the sound wave head-on, and Chu Hanjing, who was originally casting a spell, seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, with severe pain in his chest, dizziness and nausea, and the spiritual power gathered was scattered in an instant.

"What kind of immortal method is this? Can you interrupt my immortal art with a loud shout? ”

Blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, and she looked at Mo Wen in her heart, although she had long known that the other party was not easy to mess with, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful that she could hurt herself with a loud shout, which was probably not much inferior to the master.

In fact, the strength has reached the point of Mo Wen and Shennong, all kinds of low-level spells can already be cast at will, and the powerful spiritual power plus the extremely high realm is enough to support the low-level battle, and there is no need to take out any housekeeping skills at all, this feeling of being at your fingertips and ten thousand laws is the root cause of Chu Hanjing's feeling that Mo Wen and Shennong are similar.

It's just about Shennong's resurrection, even if she knows that most of it is useless, Chu Hanjing can't stop there, her eyes are red, and she plans to fight hard.

"Ice Crystals!"

Taking a few steps back, Chu Hanjing went straight to the bottom of the Solo tree, her body gradually faded, and then the whole thing melted into the trunk.

The next moment, the original cyan Solo tree suddenly changed, and the entire torso gradually became crystal clear, dazzling like ice crystals, and then I saw that the countless branches on the tree were windless and automatic, like ice picks, and they were fiercely piercing towards Mo Wen!

His brows frowned slightly, looking at the attack that was like a net from heaven and earth, Mo Wen's heart was condensed, he didn't care about the ice qi and the branches that were as sharp as spears, but the pure yin qi contained in the Solo tree, which was ten times more troublesome than the yin qi of the ghost world.

Facing Chu Hanjing's desperate blow, Mo Wen also became more or less serious, and with a wave of his palm, eight rolling fire dragons flew out of his palm, and in an instant, they became behemoths that filled the entire Moon Shadow Realm.

The flaming Brahma and the wild dragon roared, and everywhere in the eyes was a piece of red, and the menacing ice sharp branches of the cold marrow were incinerated into ashes in front of the flames of the Xuanhuo with almost no room to fight back, and the fluttering red fragments were sprinkled in the cave like a falling ying, but with a different kind of beauty in the poignant.

It's just that this beautiful scenery Chu Hanjing is destined to be unable to appreciate, and after the blow that triggered the origin of the cold marrow was understated, the only thought in her heart now is to escape.

"Mountains outside the mountains, overseas seas, in the mortal world, it is better to forget the dust and return!"

With a chanting whisper in the air, the whole Solo tree gradually faded, as if it was about to disappear.

However, how could Mo Wen let her get her wish, the essence of the cold marrow is located at the junction of the human world and the ghost world, where it is remote, even if he doesn't dare to say with confidence that he can find it, although he originally came here just for the Solo fruit, but in the face of such a treasure as Jiuquan, how can he let it go? At this time, Chu Hanjing wanted to borrow the power of the ontology and pull the branches back here, which was more in line with his heart!

"If you want to run, how easy is it?"

Seeing that the phantom of the Solo tree was rapidly fading, and it was about to disappear completely, Mo Wen suddenly showed a cruel smile on his face. Then he saw a three-headed and six-armed Shura phantom appear behind him, and as soon as one arm of the phantom was raised, it overlapped with Mo Wen's arm and condensed into a hideous arm armor.

"Come back to me!"

Immediately, he heard a loud shout, and the arm covering the armor grabbed forward violently as soon as he exerted force.

In the next instant, the space shattered.

As if shattered glass, the moon realm turned into pitch black, the storm of destruction spread everywhere, and the solid rock wall was cut out of deep grooves like tofu, and then in that darkness, there was a sudden rumbling noise, as if something huge was struggling, the loud noise became bigger and bigger from far and near, and finally I saw that in the dark space turbulence, a huge tree with lush foliage and countless light blue flowers was caught out little by little.

That giant tree was about a hundred zhang high, and if Mo Wen hadn't used the means of Sumeru mustard seeds in time, I am afraid that the entire Moon Secluded Realm would not have been able to let go.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the whole tree fell to the ground, and the branches and leaves trembled vigorously, but the miraculous thing was that even with such a big fluctuation, none of the flowers on it fell down, as if some mysterious force had fixed them to it.

Above the tree, Chu Hanjing's figure resurfaced again, more magnificent than the spiritual power on her body before, but her face was full of despair.

"No, it's impossible? Except for the Three Emperors, how can someone cross the border to capture the cold marrow body, who are you, who are you?! ”

Mo Wen pursed his lips indifferently and said coldly: "It doesn't matter who I am, what is important is what you should do now!" I will give you two ways, either submit to me and be my subordinate, or I will refine you and let her replace you! ”

Glancing at Chu Bichen, who was hiding behind him, he didn't hear what he meant.

Chu Hanjing smiled miserably, glanced at his sister who had flickering eyes and hidden hatred and expectation in her eyes, and suddenly felt like she was lifting a stone to hit her feet.

When the newly transplanted cold pith branch gave birth to a new soul, Shennong God told her that it was best to refine this new soul, cold marrow to yin to cold, her body is okay, holding the pure yin source, but it is also the right path, and the new soul because of the incomplete body, must have a lack of heart, it is estimated that it will be a cold and indifferent person, easy to leave troubles, but he thinks that the other party is born with his own body, and he also wants to have a companion in the next tens of thousands of years of life.

As a cold marrow spring soul, if the other party doesn't want the cold marrow to be damaged, he will not dare to act rashly, and can only rely on water grinding to refine himself little by little, but with his own new soul that is born together, it is different, the same origin is born, as long as the other party lets Chu Bichen devour himself, he can completely complete the cold marrow, Chu Hanjing does not think that his sister who is greedy for life and afraid of death will be willing to die like himself.

"You do it, my master can only be Lord Shennong!"

As soon as his eyes were closed, Chu Hanjing said directly.

Seeing this, Mo Wen sighed lightly, and a black strange flower slowly bloomed in his hand.

"It's a pity, I appreciate you more than her! It's just that I don't have any extra effort to entangle with you now! ”

"The black mandala is a treasure of illusion, so it will make your walk less painful!"