Chapter 634: The Holy Body of the Cold King

The battle broke out, and Gu Tianyi used thunder to break the opponent's martial spirit, making it temporarily lose its combat effectiveness.

Although the Soul Splitting Talisman can save lives, it cannot avoid injury. The martial soul is broken, and for the strong man of the martial king, although it is a serious injury, it will not endanger his life.

In this short period of time, the young man with the Ice Elemental Martial Soul had already broken two Pure Yang Divine Fire Sword Souls and frozen three Yamas.

This kind of combat power is by no means under Gu Tianyi.

When Gu Tianyi came with a sword, the man noticed it, his eyes froze, his body turned, and he raised his hand and threw out a palm.

In the moment of the palm, the cold wind and the strong spiritual power intertwined, condensed and transformed. A huge palm print, which seemed to be made of ice crystals, carried a bone-chilling wind, and hit it head-on.

"Slash!"

Gu Tianyi's wrist flicked, and the Burning Sky Blood and Fire on the Sky Devouring Sword had not yet dissipated. With the blazing aftermath, fusing the sword intent of the Triple Supreme Ancient Sword, he slashed out a sword.

The sword was like a rainbow, tearing the frost palm print.

The cold and blazing breath were intertwined, and in an instant, the wind roared, and a white-clothed figure passed through the broken ice crystals and the wind, forcing Gu Tianyi directly.

"Fighting against me Ling Feng, I can only say that you have chosen the wrong opponent!"

The young man sneered, and his long black hair turned into pure white in a trance.

White hair is better than snow, like the frost around it, without the slightest variety.

His temperament is a little less masculine and a little more feminine. The breath also became gloomy and cold, and a look made people shudder.

When he said the word 'Ling Feng', he couldn't help but straighten his chest and show a proud face, as if it was glory.

In this regard, Gu Tianyi looked indifferent, held the Heavenly Devouring Sword with both hands, and swung it in unison.

At the same time, Ling Feng raised his hands in the air, making a gesture of optimism. A pair of hands constantly exudes a cold chill, as if made of white jade, giving people an indestructible sense of déjà vu.

Large ice crystals coalesced between his palms, turning into a cloud of ice and rising into the sky.

Rumble!

The Heavenly Devouring Sword slashed down, and the sword momentum was swift, like a broken bamboo, and the ice was shattered inch by inch.

But the fierce sword momentum was also weakened.

When the two were about to meet, the edge of the Sky Devouring Sword had been obscured for the most part, and a thin layer of frost was attached to it.

Clang!

The sword blade touched Ling Feng's palm, and there was a crisp sound of gold and stone.

Ling Feng sneered, and his palms pressed together, and he actually held the blade of the Heavenly Devouring Sword with both hands.

The next moment, the icy cold air spread upwards along the blade, and the pitch-black Sky Devouring Sword turned into pure white in the blink of an eye. A palpitating chill gradually arose in the depths of Gu Tianyi's origin.

"Hehe, the spirit treasure is good, but it's a pity that the master is too weak to exert the true power of the treasure. For the sake of you and me, I will give you a piece of advice, let it go quickly. Being infested by my chilling aura will not trigger the Soul Splitting Talisman, but it can destroy the meridians of your whole body. ”

"It's not worth it to end up as a waste for a trial. ”

Ling Feng sneered.

Obviously, he regarded the Heavenly Devouring Sword as a spiritual treasure.

"Your words, that's a bit much!"

Gu Tianyi raised his head slightly, and in his eyes, there was a faint spread of divine fire.

The resolute look in his eyes made Ling Feng tremble, and there was a throbbing in the depths of his consciousness.

"Qiankun Dragon Pupil, refining void!"

Rumble!

The sea of fire intertwined with the Qiankun Xuanhuo and the Burning Sky Blood Spiritual Fire exploded violently, and as far as the eye could see, everything turned into a sea of fire.

The blazing and fierce sun, and the cold breath, formed a strong impact.

For a moment, Ling Feng's cold qi was suppressed.

"This fire is a bit interesting, it can actually suppress my second supernatural power, Xuantian Hand. But what about this trick?"

"The third supernatural power, the dementor is cold!"

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed, and a cold light condensed from the center of his eyebrows, like a silver needle, rushing towards Gu Tianyi.

At this moment, the distance between the two was too close, and this dementor was silent and fast. Without waiting for Gu Tianyi's reaction, he stabbed directly into his eyebrows.

A cold breath swept through the whole body.

In the sea of knowledge, the cold light of the soul is like a silver spear, impacting Gu Tianyi's soul.

This dementor is like an attack on the soul.

But he didn't know that what Gu Tianyi was not afraid of was soul attacks.

At the moment when the soul chill stabbed at the soul, the soul suppression ancestral stone shrouded in it stirred up the debut dragon shadow.

Under the chaos of the dragon shadow, the dementor cold light was like a mud cow entering the sea, and in an instant, it was engulfed and dissipated.

At the same time, Gu Tianyi's momentum shook and shattered the large piece of frost attached to the Heavenly Devouring Sword. Then he took a few steps back, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Qiankun Dragon Pupil, Soul Suppression!"

At the center of Gu Tianyi's eyebrows, there was a faint subtle dragon shadow emerging, and the dragon shadows were intertwined, turning into a palm-sized ancient stone tablet.

At the moment when the spiritual power exploded, the Soul Suppression Ancestral Stone rose to the sky and turned into a five-zhang high. In the midst of the dragon's roar, a pitch-black light was released.

The dragon shadow and Xuanguang intertwined, hitting Ling Feng directly.

Using the Soul Suppression Ancestral Stone to cast the Soul Suppression Soul has more than doubled its power.

Rumble!

At that moment, Ling Feng trembled, and the whole person froze in place, his eyes fell into a daze.

The confrontation between the two evenly matched is not allowed to be negligent. This short time is enough for Gu Tianyi.

On the Sky Devouring Sword, the sword momentum is vertical and horizontal.

Above the dragon's claws, a breathtaking blood light flashed.

The Heavenly Dao slashed the divine sword, and the blood shadow devoured the soul claw, and descended at the same time.

Ling Feng was able to cast a soul attack like Soul Chill, and his own soul was bound to be not weak. In less than a breath, he came back to his senses from the power of the soul.

At this moment, two major killer moves have come to the eyes.

"Ah, the fourth supernatural power, the Holy Body of the Cold King!"

In a hurry, Ling Feng unleashed his fourth supernatural power.

A cold cold light flashed, and a series of changes occurred in his body.

Under the shroud of ice mist, the flesh and blood turned into a special material like cold jade. Mysterious and indestructible.

This Cold King Holy Body is simply an upgraded version of his Fourth Divine Power Xuantian Hand.

Xuantian Hand only turned his hands into a special state, while under the Holy Body of the Cold King, it covered his whole body.

Moreover, its cultivation and combat power have also been greatly improved.

This supernatural power seemed to be even more perverted than the Yanwu Heavenly Dragon Transformation, and Ling Feng didn't use it at the beginning, probably because of the huge consumption or other reasons.

It's just that it seems that it will take some time for the formation of the Holy Body of the Cold King.

At the moment when the scale first appeared, the Heavenly Dao Slashing Divine Sword, which contained the mysterious and ethereal killing intent, had already slashed on the top of Ling Feng's head.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, the Heavenly Devouring Sword was shaken open, and the Holy Body of the Cold King, which had not yet been fully formed, was also violently dispersed.

Ling Feng snorted, a string of blood flowers erupted from his mouth, and his face became a little ugly.

Gu Tianyi took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the blood shadow soul devouring claw descended.

The shadow of blood was heavy, the divine dragon roared, and the fierce claws tore through the cold wind around him, and descended on the top of his head.

"You're a dangerous person, I can't keep you here!"

Gu Tianyi's eyes were resolute, and the dragon claws suddenly exerted force.

With the flash of blood, Ling Feng's body flashed with white light, and the Soul Splitting Talisman was detonated and disappeared in front of Gu Tianyi.

Only the cold air stirred, leaving in all directions.