A problem that no race can handle, a battle situation that even a top Heavenly Venerable like Nalan Wushuang can't reverse, but Xintian seems to be confident.

But he reassured Nalan Feixue, and Nalan Feixue was immediately relieved.

He said that he wanted to give Nalan Feixue a meeting gift, and Nalan Feixue immediately believed it.

There is no other reason than because that person is Xintian.

It's Nalan Feixue who is determined to follow the old man in the wilderness.

"This little Nizi is even calmer than me, and she is born to be a good seedling for great things!" inadvertently noticed Nalan Feixue with a calm face, and Nalan Wushuang couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Assemble the army, fight again!"

Nalan Wushuang forcibly expelled the negative emotions and used the majesty of his own patriarch and the strong will of the top Heavenly Venerable to inspire the army of the Ice Clan.

With an outstanding descendant like Nalan Feixue, no matter how heavy the casualties of the Ice Clan are, as long as Nalan Feixue is saved, it will be regarded as preserving the future of the Ice Clan.

Nalan Wushuang had already prepared for the worst in his heart.

With the personal encouragement of the patriarch, the morale of the Ice Clan's army has also improved slightly, although it is still far inferior to the Jiang clan monk opposite, but it seems that it can barely fight again.

Far away outside the Falling Snow City, in the majestic palace.

"Still holding on to the ......" The battle situation outside Luoxue City, Jiang Wuya and other Tianzun bigwigs can see it clearly, and they all think that this war is won by their side.

"Brother Wuya, your words have played an absolute role!" said an old man with white hair with a smile, and there was no appreciation for Jiang Wuya in his tone.

can be called a brother and sister to Jiang Wuya, the old man obviously has a very high status, and at the very least, he is also a five-star Tianzun-level big man.

"Brother Mizuki has won the award, after solving these little shrimps, the final battle of Tianzun will depend on the Mizuki family!" The old man's name is Mizuki Yang, and his strength is also the top of Tianzun, and he is the strongest person of the Mizuki family here, even if he is as arrogant as Jiang Wuya, he is also courteous.

"It's easy to say...... it's easy to say," Mizuki Yang laughed and snorted, and then his eyes fixed on the huge crystal ball in front of him.

"What's the matter, it's foggy?" Shui Muyang was slightly stunned, "Is it often foggy here in Falling Snow City?"

The battle situation here is mainly in charge of the Jiang family, and the Shuimu family is just a "friendly cameo", to put it bluntly, it is here to share some benefits, and Shuimu Yang also came out of the Ice Continent, obviously not very familiar with everything here.

"Foggy ......" Jiang Wuya looked at the battlefield with a thick fog, and suddenly felt a little wrong in his heart, there was no reason, it was purely out of Tianzun's intuition, a kind of "whim".

Heavy snow often fell inside and outside the Falling Snow City, but it was the first time that it had been foggy, and it was the first time that Jiang Wuya had seen fog after staying here for so long.

Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Wuya made a decision that made him regret it extremely much later—wait and see!

According to the tacit understanding between each other, it is impossible for the Ice Clan to dispatch the Heavenly Monarch-level combat power at this time, and it is impossible for the Jiang Clan's army to face too much danger.

With the almost cheating guarantee of "the resurrection of the true god", the morale of the Jiang army will inevitably be extremely high, while the morale of the Ice army will be extremely low.

With one side and the other, there is little suspense about winning this war.

"Dense fog...... Could it be a phenomenon unique to the Ancestral Land Holy Land?" Jiang Wuya sat back in his huge soft chair again, without the slightest wariness.

The only thing he cared about was actually the Tianzun duel afterward, which was the ultimate battle that would ultimately decide the outcome of the battle.

......

The dense fog is naturally out of the hand of the confident sky, from the "fog and fire" array.

Different from the past, after Xintian fused the "Heart of the Formation" in the Tongtian Divine Pillar, the understanding and application of the formation had reached a point where it drew inferences from one case and bypassed.

When it comes to "Fog and Fire" specifically, Xintian can easily manipulate the two most basic formation elements of "Fog" and "Fire".

"Fog" can appear alone, "fire" can appear alone, or both.

"Fog" only plays the role of confusing, interfering, and besieging the enemy, while "fire" is the deadly killing machine, and only the "fog" appears alone, the purpose is not to attract the attention of the other party, and quietly arrange their own large array to the most powerful.

This time, the number and level of enemies Xintian had never dealt with before, and the challenge he faced was also the strongest ever, so Xintian naturally wanted to display his perception of the formation these days without reservation.

Therefore, in addition to "fog and fire", Xintian also spared no blood to quietly arrange a large array of "Lost Heaven and Confusion".

And with the cover of the "Fog and Fire" array, as well as the perfect concealment of the aura of the Wanhua Treasure Realm, quietly, Xintian completed the arrangement of these two great arrays.

"Whew-" Returning to the double center of the large array, Xintian sat down on the ground and gasped for breath.

Setting up the array is also a drudgery that consumes the mind extremely much, even if Xintian generates a perfect soul sea, it is the deity and the desolate clone who take turns to fight, and this is barely completed.

"This time it's really a bloody investment!" Those rare materials exchanged from the headquarters of the Danqi Alliance, as well as a large number of array flags and a large amount of energy cores carefully made by Xintian, were all used up in one go, and Rao is Xintian is rich in wealth, but he is also distressed and bleeding.

The wealth obtained in exchange for hundreds of thousands of points is used up at one time.

"For the sake of Feixue, it's worth it!" Xintian comforted himself, "Moreover, if this can be exchanged for a large number of Meizu powerhouses' net worth and corpses, it will be worth it!"

Last time in the Blue Blood City, Xintian killed more than 20 million Meizu monks at one time, and the harvest was extremely rich, even if you don't count those heavenly amounts of Wanhua Water and Soul Water, it can be worth at least more than 200,000 Danqi Alliance points.

The number of enemies this time is obviously much larger, and the lowest ones are all Heavenly Monarch level cultivators, and there are hundreds of thousands of Heavenly King Realms.

Xintian is only worried now about whether the superposition of the two strange arrays of "Fog and Fire" and "Misty Earth" is powerful enough!

Trapping and killing ordinary Heavenly Monarch monks, Xintian has this confidence, but for the powerhouses of the Heavenly King Realm, Xintian has no score in his heart.

Besides, this process must be fast and hidden, once Jiang Wuya sees through and intervenes, then Xintian will fall short.

In order to confuse Jiang Wuya, Xintian did not hesitate to spend an extra thirty percent of his energy, and shrouded the Ice Clan army in a heavy fog, which looked like a natural scene.

But this kind of fog obviously made Nalan Wushuang and other Ice Clan elders more vigilant.

All of them have lived in Falling Snow City for endless years, and they have never seen any fog, so they thought that this was a maze arranged by Meizu for the first time.

"The situation is not good!" It was Bing Yun who spoke, one of the three great elders of the Ice Clan, and one of the strongest people of the Bing Clan, close to the strength of the top Heavenly Venerable.

"Wushuang, do you want to take back my clansmen first?!" Compared to Bing Xiang, the relationship between Bing Yun and Nalan Wushuang is much more relaxed, and his speech is more casual.

Nalan Wushuang was also secretly frightened by these dense fogs, and instinctively wanted to say "good", but at this time, he received a transmission from Nalan Feixue.

"Master, I know this fog!" Nalan Feixue is naturally extremely familiar with the "Fog and Fire" array, and even she herself can roughly arrange it, but I don't know why the "fire" in it is missing.

"This is a formation, all over the world, I only know that he can be perfectly arranged!" Nalan Feixue finally knew what Xintian was going to bring to him, and his heart was so excited that he felt like a deer bumping into his arms.

"In the whole world, only he can arrange?" Nalan Wushuang was shocked by these words, "He, who is sacred, is he an enemy or a friend?"

"He, that is, is my husband, Xiao Tian ......" Nalan Feixue suddenly felt a little ashamed, after all, he was married to Xintian privately, strictly speaking, he was privately appointed for life, and the words that came out became a little twisted.

"Xintian!" Hearing this name, Nalan Wushuang's eyes suddenly widened, curious, angry, and grateful...... For a while, thousands of emotions surged into my heart.

The offspring you value the most are "tricked" into making a private decision for life, and you are naturally angry!

Rescue Nalan Feixue in the depths of the Gray River, naturally grateful!

Nalan Wushuang's grievances are extremely clear, and he is angry and grateful to Xintian, and at the same time, he also has a curiosity from the bottom of his heart - how could a little Terranian boy who is only a Heavenly Ladder cultivator let Nalan Feixue, a proud girl of the sky, be so desperate?

In front of himself, he called "husband" one by one, and he didn't listen to that bastard boy for everything in private?!

Thinking of this, Nalan Wushuang was angry, and he couldn't wait to beat Xintian under his nose.

"Whew-" Forcibly suppressing the evil breath in his heart, Nalan Wushuang pinched the back socket and asked, "What kind of formation is this?"

"The formation is called 'Fog and Fire', it is an ancient strange formation, and ordinary Tianzun-level formation masters can't ......" Nalan Feixue felt the anger in his ancestor's words, and his voice became timid, "If you are willing to invest resources, it is possible to kill millions of Heavenly Monarch cultivators at once!"

After all, he has been separated from Xintian for a long time, and Nalan Feixue doesn't know what Xintian's strength is now, and that feat of killing more than 20 million Meizu monks, Nalan Feixue naturally thought that it was the Tianzun brought by Xintian.

"Kill a million Heavenly Monarchs at once...... It's not satisfactory!" Nalan Wushuang's gaze softened a little, although the Million Heavenly Monarch was nothing compared to the Meizu army, but a little monk who was only in the Ten Thousand Treasure Realm could do this, and he could barely be regarded as worthy of his own flying snow.

Nalan Wushuang took Nalan Feixue too seriously, and invisibly raised her standard for choosing a son-in-law in her heart.

As everyone knows, with the cultivation of the Ten Thousand Treasure Realm, he can kill millions of Heavenly Monarch monks at one time, which can already be regarded as "earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods".

"You don't need to panic-" Nalan Wushuang said nonsense, and his voice spread through the ears of every clan elder, "This is a celestial phenomenon, and it will not have much impact on the battle situation!"

These words were indiscriminately comforting when they heard it, but through some subtle channel, they were directly transmitted to Jiang Wuya's ears, which further deepened Jiang Wuya's disregard for the thick fog.

Objectively, this has created more favorable conditions for Xintian's "murder."

"Everyone, the opportunity to kill the enemy and make meritorious service has arrived!" At the heart of the big array, Xintian released all the Tianzun's escort army at once.

"Let's kill!"

"Remember, you must kill quietly, and don't make too much noise!"

"Also, the proceeds of the killing are all my own—I only want corpses!"