Chapter 16: Under the Confrontation of Ice and Fire

Bai Zihua, who has excellent talent, is naturally not a sloppy person, and it is impossible for him not to notice such an obvious loophole.

Suddenly, the Frost Continent under his feet condensed a cold and icy aura, and this icy aura turned into a pillar of air and injected into Bai Zihua's body, feeding back to him, and the incomplete ice body instantly regained its integrity, and the body turned into cold ice, and Wan Bing was also my body.

As long as he still has the strength, he can turn into powder in the state of the ice body, and he can also rely on the cold qi to recondense the flesh, but choosing to feed back from the Frost Continent also exposes the weakness of his inadequacy.

"Break the ......" Bai Zihua roared, and his left fist also slammed into the Purple Fire God Furnace,

He smashed the huge divine furnace into the air.

Immediately, in the void, there was a continuous wind, blowing on the face like a sword, as if it had been cut by a thousand knives, this is the icy wind, not only sharp and capricious, but also brought to people, unbearable cold.

Like a tornado, the ice shatter wrapped around Mo Yan's body, condensing a thin layer of ice crystals, although it seemed to be a thin layer, but it fundamentally restricted Mo Yan's hands and feet, and was interrupted by Bai Zihua's connection with the Purple Fire God Furnace, and Mo Yan did not return to his senses at all in a short time.

A moment later, the cold qi exhaled by the ice demon instantly engulfed Mo Yan, and the layer of ice crystals that were originally as thin as cicada wings on his body also quietly changed, but it was no longer condensed on the surface.

Bai Zihua created the [Hydration Three-Source Technique], originally thinking that he could turn flesh and blood into the three states of water, but he had no idea of the method of gaseous state.

However, it is equivalent to developing a forbidden spell, and it is not harmful to say that it is forbidden to do it, but it is really because it is too rebellious and yin. He can also turn other people's bodies into ice, and unwittingly turn a part of the enemy's body into ice, and as long as it is ice, it is under the control of Bai Zihua.

The cold is getting stronger and stronger, and there are more and more misted cold air. Mo Yan was completely trapped in it, there was no room to move at all, and even his spiritual power was imprisoned.

Almost in the blink of an eye, what appeared in front of everyone was already a transparent silkworm cocoon sealed with white ice sculptures, and the outline of Mo Yan's resolute facial features was still clearly visible, but the whole person seemed to be completely lifeless.

In the white cocoon, the rich cold qi continued to flow on Mo Yan's body, flowing like a liquid, trying to invade Mo Yan's flesh and blood, and in an instant, his eyebrows and hair were completely swallowed by the cold current, and they were truly frozen.

Bai Zihua had already turned back into flesh and blood, standing on the edge of the insect cocoon, touching his chin, flashing pale blue eyes, and looking at Mo Yan, who had been frozen in ice.

Bai Zihua is also the first time to ice others, and now he is also interested in observing everything he has long been observing. He was also thinking about one thing, icing his senior brother might cause irreversible damage, although it was an accident in the fight, but was this thing right?

In the end, Bai Zihua came to a conclusion that it was not the right thing to do to use his senior brother as an experimental subject.

(Irreversible damage is left alone!! ）

As for Mo Yan's cold and empty thoughts, he didn't give him more consciousness.

Cold!

Cold!

Bitterly cold!

The extreme cold that can freeze time!

Since Mo Yan practiced, because of the practice of the mind, the mind and body are as hot as fire, and his temper and personality have become a lot more irritable because of this, and later because of the coldness of Bai Zi's painting, it made him calmer a little. But in reality he needs anger, he needs heat, at least for now!

Now he had never felt the cold, but it filled his body, and this cold almost sealed his soul and condensed all the fluctuations of his thoughts.

In the dark, Mo Yan heard an indescribable sound, like the first spring sun that melted the first piece of ice in the riverbed, first a trickle, then a rushing river, as if surging in the body, rushing endlessly. And that was the heat boiling in his veins.

The terrible temperature for mortals is a symbol of his profound skills.

The spiritual power that had been frozen began to slowly converge, constantly surging to his umbilicus, converging in his dantian, like a hundred rivers converging in the sea, even if there were thousands of streams, there would be a destination in the end.

"Purple Fire God Furnace!"

Accompanied by Mo Yan's mind, he roared silently, and the purple fire, which had been blown away by Bai Zihua and turned into a wisp as weak as a candle flame and could not be extinguished in the cold wind, seemed to be injected with new vitality.

The purple fire is getting stronger and stronger, and everything in the space is his fuel. The tenacious and unyielding purple fire turned into a divine furnace again.

Endless flames spread out from the divine furnace, spraying on the ice cocoon, and the cold ice painted by Bai Zi did not melt immediately, after all, it was not ordinary mortal ice, but it turned red in an instant, like a huge boiled egg.

Mo Yan's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and even in the stubborn darkness, a terrifying fire erupted,

"Click...... Rumble ......"

With a loud bang, the crystal jade ice cocoon finally couldn't stand the scorching, exploded in the air, and turned into countless ice chips.

appeared in front of everyone again, accompanied by a raging fire that seemed to have life, like a chain wrapped around the body,

For a while, Moyan was like returning from hell and was a fire refining messenger.

"Mo Yan, he actually broke the ice seal so quickly!"

Donghua muttered silently in shock, hiding in the corner, but his eyes were incredulous, he didn't doubt that Mo Yan could break the ice, after all, his cultivation method was "Heaven and Earth Source Fire Furnace", the heat of fire and the cold of ice are combinary, Mo Yan will break through the ice, it is not surprising, because Bai Zihua just stared blankly after freezing him.

However, in such a short period of time, it took less than a cup of tea to successfully break the seal, which was still beyond everyone's expectations, after all, the strength of Bai Zihua's painting is obvious to all.

"Perhaps, these two apprentices of mine can bring me unexpected surprises!" Yan Dao said with a smile, there are such two excellent disciples, he is already satisfied with this fairy sword conference, plus Donghua, Changliu is out of the limelight, and the others will be dim even if they are ni Qianzhang.

"Senior brother eats me a blow!"

Mo Yan's counterattack was coming, and the Purple Fire Divine Furnace was under the cover on Bai Zihua's head, but Bai Zihua was impartial and allowed the Divine Furnace to cover his body.

This time, it became a white painting and was destroyed, and in the divine furnace, the white painting was calcined by the seemingly endless purple refining fire, which was completely different from the flames that poured out of the divine furnace before.

If the previous flames were extinguished by the cold qi that escaped from his body anytime and anywhere when they were close to Bai Zihua, but now the purple fire can break through the net of heaven and earth compiled by the frost and cold qi and directly burn the flesh and blood.

But it is Moyan's trick that is comparable to the trick before Bai Zi's painting, the effect is remarkable, and Bai Zi's painting can also invade the cold, and Mo Yan can now roast Bai Zihua.

However, with the help of a cup of tea, Bai Zi's body has a tendency to liquefy, although for some reason he is still cold, but he can't resist the continuous refining of the extraordinary purple fire.

Bai Zihua didn't have much nervousness here, but he was anxious about another person.

"Senior brother, why haven't you come out yet, is there something wrong?" The person who was in a hurry turned out to be Mo Yan who trapped Bai Zihua in the purple fire god furnace,

In the past, nothing was difficult, and the junior disciple who seemed to be able to hold everything in his hands did not react for a long time under his own spell, and he did not even struggle to resist, and Mo Yan felt bad in his heart.

It is used for the Purple Fire Divine Furnace and is not airy, so he can't see the situation inside clearly, even if he condenses his Moyan, he can only feel a little bit of the general situation.

Just when Mo Yan pinched the trick in his hand and wanted to withdraw the spell. Suddenly he paused, lowered his hands, and remained motionless. There was an inexplicable expression on his face, not indescribable, but the meaning of Moyan's expression was unclear, a feeling of ignorance.

After half a ring, there was no follow-up action

Let the head of the audience also talk about it, although Yan Dao firmly believes that Moyan will not hurt Bai Zihua, but now it seems that the scene is still a little strange, the more he can't help but break the rules, and wants to pass on the secret to Moyan.

Although the place where the two fought was far from the shore, it was not a problem for Yandao, the problem was that the route of Moyan was occupied, and it was obvious that there were other people communicating with Moyan's mind.

Looking at the other heads, it is obviously impossible, the only possibility is that Bai Zihua is communicating with Mo Yan, probably because he doesn't want to be released.

As an apprentice with constant whimsical ideas, he can always cause something out of the ordinary.

Adhering to the principle of the competition of the Fairy Sword Conference and the fact that others cannot interfere, the heads of each faction are just waiting.

Half a day later, Mo Yan re-turned the Purple Fire Divine Furnace into a small flame, and put it in the center of his eyebrows, this purple flame is the embodiment of his mental method, the purple spark, if this flame is extinguished, it can be said that his cultivation is in vain.

So it is generally not used, Mo Yan showed his hole cards at the beginning, that is, he knew that Bai Zihua was much stronger than himself.

But after the divine furnace disappeared, he didn't see the figure painted by Bai Zi, could it be that he was really refined into nothingness under the spark of the purple capital?

Just when everyone was still looking for Bai Zi's painting, a drop of crystal water suspended in mid-air attracted Mo Yan's attention.

Suddenly, the magical little water droplets moved, and with its inexplicable rhythm, as if to meet the trajectory of this heavenly way, the water vapor in the air from all directions converged towards it, until there was a person's weight,

Then the clear flowing water, as if there was life, turned into a column of water, "standing" up, there seemed to be a pair of invisible hands in the void, kneading and carving on the water column, and after a while the five senses appeared where it should be the head, followed by the five limbs, and then everything became clearer and clearer.

"Po ......"

With a bubble-like explosion sounded, a dreamlike film of water shattered and dissipated, and the living white painting suddenly appeared in front of Mo Yan.

I don't know why, Mo Yan seems to have a feeling of pity in his heart, obviously he was reborn from the water, why is he still wearing that white robe.