Qing Litian stepped out, the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand waved and fell, the sharp halberd blade, dragging out an arrogance like a mad Jiao, scarlet like blood, surging and falling, suffocating.

Around the world, blood clouds rolled, and the night was stained red with blood.

Seeing this scenario,

In Xia Hao's eyes, a chill swept by.

Stretch out your finger and press it on the center of your eyebrows, drawing a rune, like a fish and dragon meandering, mysterious and far-reaching.

The robe fluttered without wind, and on Xia Hao's body, the breath was diffused like a tide.

Han Xingjian pointed out.

Frosty winds flying.

Countless frost and snow floated up, flying heavily, constantly converging, in front of Xia Hao, condensed into a frost flower of hundreds of meters, blooming thousands of ice picks, frost crystal, circulating dense mysterious lines, cold green frost, reflecting the world.

The frost swordsmanship, the frost is full of blue sky!

Fang Tian's halberd slashed down suddenly,

Collide with Frost Flower, Sword Intent, and Fiercely!

The moment the two collided, the surroundings seemed to freeze.

Immediately, it set off a wave of air and spread violently.

Bursts of frost flowers are scattered and fluttering, the artistic conception is beautiful, and there is a bleakness.

Immediately after, there was a blazing and manic fire.

The Fang Tian Painting Halberd in Qing Litian's hand collided with the Cold Star Sword.

Click......

The Cold Star Sword trembled, and a trace of crack appeared on the sword's body.

Compared to the Fang Tian Painting Halberd that is only a two-star weapon, the grade of the Cold Star Sword is too low.

Bang! The Cold Star Sword shattered, turning into countless fragments and splashing.

Xia Hao's entire body flew out upside down.

Whoosh! Drawing an arc in the air, Xia Hao smashed down into the stone monument group like a falling paper kite, raising a large puff of smoke and dust.

Qing Litian stood in the void, his face was cold, and his demon pupils cast his gaze, looking at the place where Xia Hao had fallen. If you look at it, you can see that the palm of his hand holding the halberd rod is faintly blue, and there are traces of being frozen by frost and snow.

Xia Hao......

Dead?

Qing Litian couldn't have imagined that it was just a Ryuryu Bone Realm that could bring him such a feeling.

Wouldn't it be?

Not dead yet, right?

This is the first time,

Qing Litian's confidence in his own strength was shaken a little.

Whoa!

In the group of stone tablets, there was a voice, and a figure slowly stood up in the gloomy and cold expression of Qingli Tian.

Xia Hao bowed slightly, his right arm hung down, and blood fell from the broken sleeves and sprinkled on the ground.

Looking at Qing Litian's eyes, calm and contemptuous.

"You, you don't have a sword anymore, see what else you can use to resist me?"

Qing Litian said in a deep voice, Fang Tian painted the halberd in his hand, pointing at Xia Hao sonorously, the halberd blade flashed with a cold luster, and the strong killing intent made people's hearts palpitate.

Looking at Qing Litian, the corners of Xia Hao's mouth lightly raised a trace of contempt, and said: "The Cold Star Sword, it is not broken for nothing, it will let you repay it at a hundredfold, a thousandfold price." ”

"Don't be ashamed. ”

Qing Litian snorted coldly.

"Whether it's a big word or not, you'll soon know. ”

As he spoke, Xia Hao waved his hands violently, his hair fluttered, and on his eyebrows, the runes lit up, and the whole person exuded a majestic and vast aura.

Well!?

Feeling the breath on Xia Hao's body, Qing Litian's eyebrows couldn't help but be raised.

Is this Xia Hao's real strength?

From beginning to end, Xia Hao always had reservations.

It's just that......

Xia Hao is so painstakingly trying to preserve his strength, and for what!?

In his heart, a bad premonition suddenly emerged.

But before he could respond, Xia Hao's hands had formed a mysterious mark, and it was like the coming of the Netherworld, and the entire mass graveyard seemed to have become the Nine Netherworlds at this moment, and a wave of gloomy arrogance emerged. Then, it condensed into a stream of ash, dancing and flying away from the sky from all directions.

Streams of gray flames, like iron cables, and like dragon pythons entangled, bound Qing Litian's body.

"Just with this, you also want to restrain me, dreaming!"

Qing Litian roared angrily, the breath on his body exploded, and the black gold armor sonorated, wanting to burst the restraints of the gray flame airflow.

however

These gray flame currents were not only physical restraints, but also like maggots on tarsal bones, penetrating into the qi in the heavenly body, causing the operation of his true qi to stagnate. The whole person, from the inside out, is heavily bound and imprisoned.

"You used Xie Qingshuang's qi machine to hunt her down, isn't it very fulfilling?"

"Now, use the qi in your body to restrain you, which can be regarded as treating others in the way of others. ”

Xia Hao's indifferent voice sounded.

It turned out that Xia Hao had fought with Qing Litian before,

induce the weather machine to leak,

and even shake his confidence......

All of it,

It's all for this moment, the preparation, and the foreshadowing.

"Shoot!"

At the same time, Xia Hao drank heavily in his mouth.

On Xia Hao's body, the breath was billowing and diffuse, stimulating the limit, urging the secret arts, and the gray flame air flow surged repeatedly, making it possible to leave the sky for a while, being bound, imprisoned, and unable to get out.

"What!?"

Qing Litian was startled when he heard this, as if he realized something, and turned his head sharply.

The magic pupil also turned away.

Behind the sky,

A figure leaped into the air.

Xie Qingshuang's posture was graceful, her clothes fluttered, and behind her, a full moon appeared, which reflected her even more, like an immortal descending from the nine heavens, with a finger stretched out and poked out.

This finger,

The magic pupil that is pointing straight at the sky!

The light blooms.

Xie Qingshuang's white fingertips were like a pregnant moon, blooming with endless soft light, like a waterfall pouring down, intertwined with the magic pupil.

After a long wait,

Xie Qingshuang, finally ushered in a chance to strike!

"No!"

A furious roar rang out.

Airplanes...... The dazzling luster bloomed, reflecting the surroundings as bright as day, and the magic pupils seemed to be lifted by the stormy waves, shaking violently. Immediately, cracks appeared on the pupil's body, and light came out of it, like a sharp blade, cutting the entire demon pupil into pieces, turning into countless fragments, scattering and splashing.

The pupils cracked and collapsed.

"Ahhh......hh

"Xie Qingshuang, you slut, I can't spare you!"

Qing Litian roared with hatred.

As the magic pupil burst, two lines of hot blood flowed down from his eyes, shocking.

Qing Litian suddenly stepped on the ground, and his right hand covered his eyes, and his steps staggered, and he stepped backwards step by step.

The blood that flowed from his eyes stained the Ugin armor on his body scarlet.

Sonor!

The Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand was stationed on the ground, and he turned his head away from the sky to look around, looking for the traces of Xia Hao and Xie Qingshuang.

Without the magic pupil, he became completely blind.

And on the mass grave cemetery, the figures of Xia Hao and Xie Qingshuang have long disappeared.

"I can't spare you two!"

"No matter where you flee to, even if you chase you to the end of heaven and earth, I will pull out the two of you, refine your souls, and let you endure thousands of lifetimes of suffering, so that I can vent my hatred today!"

The roar of Qing Litian's fury sounded wildly in the mass grave, spreading far away.

The deep hatred made the heavens and the earth tremble.