In Lin Sen's body, a Tai Chi rotated leisurely, and the pure and natural breath emanated, suppressing the mind together, so those soul dementor sounds could only slightly affect Lin Sen, and could not cause too much trouble. @樂@文@小@说|

Then white ice formed around him, like inverted ice shoots, and the crystal clear ice was like the strongest star diamond, flashing with light, completely enveloping Lin Sen.

The big black hand had five fingers hideous, and it grabbed directly on it.

Time seems to have a brief freeze, as if it will never produce ripples, never fluctuate, and never break, the crystal ice from the place where the five fingers of the big black hand are grasped, a touch of depth, and spread rapidly.

With the blessing of the power of the artistic conception world, in just an instant, all the ice shoots around Lin Sen turned into black towers, and then turned into black water and collapsed.

"I can't even borrow his power!"

Zhang Sleeve frowned in surprise, she originally wanted to use the power of yin and yang to transform the other party's cold and ice power, but she didn't expect that the other party's power was simply condensed to the extreme, she couldn't borrow half a point at all, and in the end she could only turn it into ice water.

At this moment, Lin Sen's slowly waving right hand rose to the highest, and the long sword pointed towards the big black hand that had already poked through the five fingers.

Dao cold qi came out from the tip of the sword and landed on the big black hand, and suddenly there was no sound, stirring up a burst of white smoke.

It's a pity that although this extreme chill is powerful, it is suppressed by the power of the artistic conception world blessed by the black handprint, and it is difficult to restrain the black big handprint.

Driven by Zhang Sleeve at any cost, the big black handprint grabbed the cold light of the sword like a broken bamboo, causing its pieces to fly away.

Then a large black handprint of more than a dozen zhang size grabbed the sword in Lin Sen's hand in the palm of his hand, and the ghostly light and cold light shone brightly, and in the brilliance, you could clearly see the phantom of the law of Dao Heaven and Earth appearing, and the fierce confrontation was fierce.

The cold light was only supported for a moment, and it was drowned out by the ghostly light, and then the entire sword was dyed with yin qi, and the five fingers were pinched heavily, and it suddenly disintegrated, sprinkling all over the sky.

At the same time, the little Yang power in the palm of the big black hand suddenly erupted, like a big golden eye suddenly opened, and a bucket-thick Yang golden light shot out, hitting Lin Sen's head.

Lin Sen's eyes carried the meaning of eternal transcendence, as if he was quietly watching the vicissitudes of life, and the stars were changing.

Then he took a step forward without hurry, and actually advanced instead of retreating.

As he stepped out, the void shattered, and the thunder lotus flowers bloomed at his feet, and the power of thunder blessed his body.

Then he raised his jade-white finger and moved a little further away towards Zhang Sleeve.

With this finger, Lin Sen's entire person turned into a streamer, and he drilled into the finger phantom that was pointed out, and it immediately shook violently, buzzing, and exuding a great avenue coercion that exceeded the repulsive power of this world.

The big black hand that shot out the golden light was much thinner and darker than just now, but on the surface, it still unstoppably continued to grasp Lin Sen.

The shadow of the finger met the golden light, and compared to the golden light the thickness of the bucket, the shadow of the finger was as small as an embroidery needle.

The power of the finger shadow that is pregnant with the power of thunder is not as small as its size, and the power of this extremely oppressive and condensed thunder is so powerful that even the power of the world can compete with it, you can imagine how powerful it is.

The golden light of the sunshine melted like snow in the thin fingers, and the thunder power contained in it dissipated the pieces of the power of the sun.

Zhang Sleeve didn't know if he had an illusion, and vaguely felt that the other party's thunder also seemed to contain the power of yin and yang rotation. But the feeling was fleeting and could no longer be captured, making her wonder if she was mistaken.

However, she didn't have time to think about it at this time, because the advantage of the situation would return to the other side.

The finger shadow quickly destroyed the golden pillar of light, piercing the palm of the black hand, although the black palm of Zhang Sleeve was blessed by the power of the world, but after the golden light shot out was broken by the other party, there was a feeling of lack of strength.

Under the stimulation of the power of the finger shadow, there was a wavering situation.

Rumble!

The finger shadow finally stabbed into the palm of the black giant palm, and let out a roaring roar, from which countless thunderbolts were triggered.

Boom boom!

The tentacles inserted into the void by the black giant palm collapsed one after another, and the black giant hand, which was already lacking in strength, lost the blessing of the artistic conception world again, and the power it played suddenly became weaker and weaker.

It seemed to be at the end of the crossbow at this time, blocked by a finger shadow of Lin Sen, especially the many powers of life and death contained in the different thunderbolts of different forms and properties, and the black giant hand was dissipated piece by piece.

And in the cycle of life and death of the power of thunder, Zhang Sleeve seemed to feel the meaning of yin and yang before, and this time it felt clearer, which made her eyes widen violently.

But now is not the time to think about this, seeing that the black big handprint has exhausted its momentum, it has no choice but to grit his teeth, fight for the destruction of the artistic conception world, and forcibly superimpose the power of the world on the black giant's hand again.

Rumble!

Tianfu Tower suddenly shook, and the figures of Lin Sen and Zhang Sleeve were revealed at the same time, which was the body of consciousness manifestation.

And Zhang Sleeve'er's real body, Fuqin's hands were drenched in blood and covered with tiny cracks.

What's going on?

A lot of people don't know why!

The tall and thin shopkeeper of the restaurant quickly opened the defensive formation, and a layer of arc-shaped "water curtain" instantly wrapped Lin Sen's sleeves in it.

Very timely!

The next moment, an even more violent wave came out from between the two of them, and the converging water curtain shook endlessly.

I saw that the black giant palm wrapped in countless thunder layers suddenly burned violently, spreading from the palm to the five fingers, and instantly spread all over the body, turning him into a black fire hand.

And this giant hand burning with flames rushed towards Lin Sen like a dying struggle, and the feeling of being stuck in the quagmire just now completely disappeared, and the blocking of the thunder seemed to be completely useless.

"Is this burning to the yang to bless the yin!

Lin Sen secretly appreciated it in his heart.

At this time, the people in Tianfu Tower looked at the two of them in surprise.

This kid is still cultivating the thunder system exercises, and the realm is not lower than the meaning of cold ice?!

This... How is this possible?

This foreign kid who suddenly appeared actually hid his strength in the battle with Gu Mingsheng!

Incredible!

And what also surprised them was that it was Lin Sen who hadn't defeated Zhang Sleeve until now, it seemed that the two were evenly matched, and this Zhang Sleeve was hidden deep enough!

The people watching the battle had mixed thoughts, surprise, doubt, disbelief, and smacking their tongues, and all kinds of emotions filled the restaurant.

And Zhang Jun directly extinguished his thoughts about Zhang Sleeve, this woman's strength was so strong that he was ashamed of himself, and he felt that he might not be able to catch up in this life.

"Forget it, I'll concentrate on pursuing Sister Murong!"

Zhang Jun smiled self-deprecatingly and shook his head slightly unconsciously. >