The texture is like jade in the pure white and flawless, and the fist power that is as vast as ice and snow in the condensation erupts from Mu Yuchen's right fist that seems to have poured out the world. Condensed but not dispersed, like the frost and cold breath of ten thousand years of ice, in the gentleness and broadness of the half-step white-level Yijin Sutra True Qi, all the unpretentious and unpretentious were converged in the fist strength.

The cone-shaped tip of the Ice Ling Fist's powerful arrow-like plump and condensed was silently condensed in the palm of the thousand-year-old tree demon, and the substantial sphere formed by the high condensation of the demon qi was like a lightning flint under the two of them, and the swift and jumping figures collided together, and the next moment the icy cold mist was tilted, released from the fist that was corroded by the demon balloon at the tip.

It was far more cold than the ice and snow hills at this moment, and the cold breath was nearly ten times colder, like a mist like crystal dust being released, freezing the invisible air in an instant, and then the frost that was constantly condensing and spreading spread towards the five-finger knuckles of the thousand-year-old dryad, and spread out on the terrifying claws.

However, just when the cold ice had just been frozen, the delicate fingers of the five fingers of the Millennium Tree Demon, the ball in its palm was against Mu Yuchen, and the Yi Jin Sutra urged the Heavenly Frost Fist fist, and the demon balloon with a solid texture like ink was pushed by the internal and external forces, and in an instant, it rotated at high speed like a whirlpool.

The strong attraction released from the demon balloon instantly pulled everything in the surrounding environment towards the palm of the thousand-year-old tree demon with great traction like a black hole.

At first, it was as faint as 'babbling', but in the blink of an eye, the gale whistled. As the demonic spiral singularity flowed endlessly, the extracted air swirled in the silence. The clouds that surrounded the surrounding area within a radius of ten meters were stirred up in the spiral of the air current, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth seemed to shake for it.

Frozen by the extremely cold true qi in the fist, it showed a fine solid-liquid mixed state, wrapped in a demon balloon like a seal, and the texture was far harder than the steel ice, and in a short moment, without resistance, it was shattered in the spiral and even faintly, distorting the dim light around it in the whirlpool.

The center of the only vortex was faint. The singularity of chaotic nothingness seems to be. It is really connected to the material world, and the energy of the existence on the opposite side is like a void, and the fist of Mu Yuchen's right fist is like a whale swallowing, and there is no trace of fireworks in it. It all devoured the nearness of nothingness. At the same time, Mu Yuchen's blue-black shrouded figure. It was also dragged over as if it were uncontrollable.

The facial features are ordinary, but against the backdrop of momentum, it brings out the extraordinary aura of Mu Yuchen's toes that gushes out of his bones. The subtle and seemingly light slightly, pointed at the icy ground under his feet, and suddenly the 'bumper' sound like a blunt instrument was like a blunt weapon, and it was instantly silently covered up in the vortex at the beginning of the demonic qi in the palm of the thousand-year-old tree demon, attracting and twisting the screaming wind.

The center of gravity of the body that accelerated forward slightly, was completely controlled in the adjustment, and the speed of Mu Yuchen's feet, which eliminated interference, did not decrease but increased with the help of the spiral singularity, constantly devouring the air and rolling up gusts of wind, as if blending with the wind, his feet touched the ground like a snow sail, and he accelerated forward at a faster speed.

The Dharma of the Dragon King of the Evil Sea with his arms stretched out, the virtual and real figure that combines the qi and the aura, in Mu Yuchen's subtle adjustments, is constantly precise and subtle between the virtual and the real, with an incalculable speed that is not only changing. With the help of the influence of the Nie Hai Dragon King on the wind, Mu Yuchen's fluttering figure during the rapid movement also changed like a ghost.

A series of end-to-end connections were like slow motion, in a mere distance, distorting the remnants of the body left, instantly drowned in the clouds that were attracted by the demonic whirlpool, and the clouds that were rolling like waves in the gathering, and in an instant, Mu Yuchen, who was close to the thousand-year-old tree demon, suddenly stopped and pressed down, and stepped out with a roar that overwhelmed the wind.

Mu Yuchen, who paused instantaneously when he cast a jack pendant, exhausted his fist strength and turned his right hand into a palm, and in the blink of an eye, the butterflies danced in the air, and in the waves of the sea of clouds that followed, he outlined a layer of overlapping twisted trajectories, and the clouds that were instantly gathered by the demonic whirlpool were all gathered to Mu Yuchen's side, and then the swollen clouds and mist surged like an explosion.

The suddenly diffusing clouds and mist instantly drowned Mu Yuchen and the thousand-year-old tree demon who were close at hand, all of them in the sea of clouds that were like a tide. The tsunami-like divine thoughts roared and stirred everything, and in the chaos, Mu Yuchen's breath was illusory, evaporating in the mutual fusion with the clouds and mist, and disappeared in this wave that was destined to exist only for a short time.

The fluctuation of the divine thoughts released by the Dafa of Changing the Heavens and Hitting the Earth will disturb the thousand-year-old dryad like muddying the water of the pond, and the perception that constantly penetrates into the clouds and mist in the vigilance is constantly penetrating in the whirlpool, in the clouds and mist that are constantly swallowed under the whirlpool of demonic energy, countless void faces seem to stretch their necks, looking up at the alien souls in the world from purgatory, and their faces are distorted around the thousand-year-old tree demon, and the waves are undulating with the rolling of the clouds.

The phantom that was strengthened and formed under the power of divine thoughts, reflected the depths of the thousand-year-old tree demon's heart, countless souls that were torn apart by its demonic magic tricks, and could not be reborn forever, coincided in the mutual induction of divine thoughts, and countless ants that were not worth mentioning in its eyes were staring at the thousand-year-old dryad with empty pupils at this moment, and suddenly a little bit full of endless resentment, the flame-like color jumped in the pupils of those faces that were gradually outlined and had clear lines.

No wailing! No supplication! Not even a sound! Those clear faces that were transformed in the clouds and mist, just staring silently at the face of the thousand-year-old dryad, in the devouring of the whirlpool singularity of the demonic qi in its palm, invariably revealed a touch of peace, full of great hatred and happy relief, their resentful eyes seemed to have faded, and they clearly saw the final outcome of the thousand-year-old dryad.

In the eyes that vaguely revealed pity at the end, the thousand-year-old dryad's face frozen in hatred finally completely disintegrated in the distortion, and the strong humiliation of being pitied by the ants was like filthy mud in its heart, faintly stinging the fact that the thousand-year-old dryad wanted, avoided and even completely forgotten.

"It's just a ...... illusion." The thousand-year-old dryad that saw through the essence of the illusion roared and screamed loudly, but the demonic aura spiral in the palm of its right palm was still full of humiliation and anger under the thousand-year-old dryad's will, and suddenly spun up with a restraint of three points.

"Whew!!"

In the whistle of the gale that was slightly disturbed, the unusual noise was faint and disappeared at a very fast speed. However, at this moment, it was Mu Yu Chensuo, who used clouds and mist and divine thoughts to hide his body and disturb the mood of the thousand-year-old tree demon, and carried out the surprise attack opportunity that he had created.

The change of the stable state of any kind of thing is inseparable from the influence of the outside world, whether this influence is strengthened or weakened, it will inevitably break the original structure of things, and then form opportunities that can be exploited, or may not be called 'weakness'.

The mind was subtly dispersed in the accelerated demonic whirlpool, and the original balance of the vortex was slightly disturbed by the accelerated traction, and the subtlety was slightly disturbed, perfectly grasping the above two factors, and the hexagram under his feet was like Mu Yuchen, who was fleeting in the stepping, and in an instant, he stepped through the void and passed the 'shrinking ground' technique, and ghostly appeared on the side of the thousand-year-old tree demon.

"Whew!!"

Immediately after that, Mu Yuchen's left palm, which had been gathering momentum for a long time, roared and tore in front of his eyes, and the air that was constantly swallowed by the demon qi singularity, and was slightly thinner than the normal state, was impartially imprinted with the demon qi spiral, the side condensed by the materialized demon qi, and the cloud that was swept by the demon qi singularity in an instant, was driven by this sudden 'gloomy cloud bleakness'.

Mu Yuchen, who was originally the source of the cloud qi in the air, was like a long whale sucking water between his snorts, instantly swallowing those lucks, and injecting all of them into the palm strength of his left palm. Rushing in Mu Yuchen's meridian acupoints, the changing clouds and pure white colors turned his palm into a pure white of jade, and then the suppressed explosion like a split brocade mixed into a palm-like roar erupted.

"Boom!"

In the compression, the silky cloud qi was like a strong energy, and bursts of vast light were released in the shining, and in an instant, the outer wall of the curved and rounded sphere was irrepressible in Mu Yuchen's naked eyes, as if it had been corroded and collapsed into a subtle corner, and suddenly accelerated the adjustment of the unfinished demonic qi spiral, like an unstable chemical reagent, in the palm of the thousand-year-old tree demon.

Just when the thousand-year-old tree demon had to divide more of his mind and suppress the demon art in his hand that was beginning to counterattack, the dragon king's dharma body, which had served as a sail, was tyrannical and fierce, followed by the cloud palm, and his arms waved ten fingers and burst out hideously, and it was essentially a demon living in the abyssal sea of evil, and the blue and black spiritual light of his arms flashed violently, and he grabbed the primordial body of the thousand-year-old tree demon with lightning speed.

Composed of pure energy, it is half-void and half-real, and there is no normal human flesh and bones, and naturally it will not be able to make a unique sound when the skin and bones are broken. As his wrist rotated the ten-fingered Dharma Body arms, the blue-black divine path aura condensed by the fingertips penetrated far more easily than Mu Yuchen imagined, and the dark green barrier floating on the surface of the thousand-year-old dryad's body.

Immediately, the ten fingers stained with a strange blue and black, like a hot table knife like cutting butter, instantly left deep paw prints and scars on its primordial body, several inches deep under the skin. Nie Hai Dragon King's five fingers continued to rotate like a drill with the Dharma Body, the wrist that could move freely, and then one after another, the pits where the flesh and blood were minced stretched out along the claw marks to the lower part of the body. (To be continued......)