The Lord of the Valley of Ice and Fire, Hao's face was like frost, staring at the white dragon hovering in the sky above.

"Heal others, beware of other enemies. He calmly commanded.

Although this white dragon's tone was arrogant and arrogant, the meaning of his words faintly revealed that he did not come alone.

Sun Fangyuan responded: "Yes, senior brother." ”

Gao Tiansheng spoke: "This king is true to his word, since the valley master has made a choice, this king will definitely advance and retreat with your faction." ”

"Thank you, Lord Wang. Guan Hao thanked him and said no more, only staring at the Phantom Dragon in the sky.

The Phantom Dragon smirked.

The next moment, the voice came from behind Guan Hao and Gao Tiansheng: "One and two, is there a difference?"

Guan Hao didn't look back, and hit his backhand backwards.

As a result, it was empty.

His gaze was still fixed on the Phantom Dragon above.

On the huge dragon's head, a very humane mocking smile was revealed.

The next moment, the voice still came from behind Guan Hao and Gao Tiansheng:

"So ......"

Halfway through his voice, he suddenly stopped.

Gao Tiansheng felt that there was a sudden burst of heat behind him, like a furnace that burned heaven and earth, close at hand.

He let out a shout.

Previously, Guan Hao's palm seemed to hit the air, but in fact, the palm power was condensed.

One of the two supreme masters of the Ice and Fire Valley, the Red Lian Burning Golden Palm, the power did not burst out until this moment.

The Phantom Dragon is good at creating illusions, and at the same time flying and moving quickly.

The demon in front of him, who practiced the transformation of the Phantom Heavenly Dragon, was arrogant and careless, and Guan Hao responded calmly, the same fiction was real, and the reality was virtual, just to give the other party a head-on blow.

While Gao Tiansheng secretly applauded, he immediately turned around and drew his knife, and he was about to slash out, connect with Guan Hao's palm power, and inflict heavy injuries on the opponent.

However, when he turned around, he found that there was nothing but fire.

Guan Hao's palm just destroyed his own house building.

“...... So, is there a difference?" the other person's voice continued to sound.

But this time, it's from underground!

The ground under the feet of the two suddenly collapsed.

A snow-white dragon claw, sticking out of it, grabbed upwards.

Gao Tiansheng immediately slashed down.

But at this time, Guan Hao's shouting came from his ears: "It's an illusion!"

The warrior's masculinity and blood shouted, breaking the illusion of the magic path.

Gao Tiansheng looked at his feet again at this time, the ground was flat and flawless, where were there any dragon claws sticking out?

He jerked his head up and looked at the sky.

The white dragon was so good that his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"The disciples of this sect have been injured many times by Guan Hao, please save the prince. Guan Hao looked at Bai Long and said slowly.

Gao Tiansheng sighed: "Gu Master be careful. ”

He rushed to help Sun Fangyuan and the others.

Guan Hao stared at the Phantom Heavenly Dragon in the sky: "Who is Your Excellency, why did you come?Your Excellency...... From Chang'an?"

"It doesn't make a difference. The Phantom Sky Dragon smiled.

At the same time, the ground under Guan Hao's feet shattered, and a dragon claw stretched out.

Guan Hao's eyes flashed: "Demon soul differentiation?"

The other party can suppress the soul of the martial artist of the eighth realm, and he is at least the great demon of the ninth realm.

Therefore, for the differentiation of the Phantom Dragon Energy Demon Soul, Guan Hao was no exception, and immediately split his palm.

At the same time, he drew his knife out of its sheath.

The two great masters of the Ice and Fire Valley, the Red Burning Golden Palm and the Flying Snow Liantian Sword, were performed by Guan Hao at the same time at this moment, and they all showed their profound attainments.

Downward, the masculine blood is so hot that it seems to have really turned into a fire, which can burn gold and boil iron.

Upward, the enthusiasm and blood seem to disappear, only the sword light is cold, rolling up the sky and flying snow, the knife light is like snow flakes, scattered and endless.

However, both the knife and the palm were all gone.

Guan Hao took out the knife to prevent the Phantom Sky Dragon in the sky and the demon soul clone below from attacking together.

However, the Illusory Sky Dragon above did not move, and still hovered there.

Guan Hao's knife naturally failed.

It didn't matter, but he found that his downward palm was also missed.

What about the white dragon claws?

No, it disappeared, it never seemed to appear.

Even the ground under his feet cracked, and he was slapped by Guan Hao himself.

Traces of previous shattering, completely gone.

Also an illusion?

I was also attacked by the other party's illusion just now?

Guan Haoleng was on the spot, looking at the sky in disbelief.

"Lao Tzu just added a little more force. The Phantom Sky Dragon spat out and smiled: "The result is no different." ”

When Guan Hao heard this, he suddenly rushed upward.

Rao is he admonished himself to be calm, and at this moment he was also angry: "Your Excellency came to this faction, is it a pastime?"

"You're right this time, it's really a pastime, Lao Tzu has been stuffy for too long, and it's rare to be able to breathe. ”

Phantom Sky Dragon's tone was a little more emotional.

Guan Hao held the knife in both hands and held it high to the sky: "You, you don't have this qualification." ”

On the blade, the cold air was enveloped, like a storm, freezing frost.

The storm of ice and snow swirled, gradually expanding, and gradually turning into a tornado that soared into the sky.

The tornado continued to expand, enveloping the surrounding area for tens of meters.

Gao Tiansheng in the distance turned around, and his heart moved when he saw this.

Guan Hao hasn't made a public move for some years.

Now it seems that his strength has really improved.

Although it is not as good as King Qi, among the masters of the Ninth Realm, his strength is already considerable......

As soon as Gao Tiansheng's thoughts turned here, he suddenly heard the Phantom Heavenly Dragon in mid-air say casually:

"Lao Tzu has. ”

While speaking, the scene of heaven and earth in mid-air was strangely distorted.

The blizzard that soared into the sky showed a strange twist.

At that moment, the storm was like a flat piece of paper.

Then several staggered black lines appear on the drawing paper.

As the black line moved, the blizzard in Gao Tiansheng's line of sight was divided into several sections as if it had been distorted and misplaced.

The next moment, the black line disappeared.

The blizzard also dissipated.

Dissipated together, as well as Guan Hao's treasure knife.

and, he raised his hands to the sky, holding the sword.

The Phantom Sky Dragon, as a true dragon, has vast magical powers, and it is only familiar with the magic law.

The Phantom Sky Dragon transformed into Ao Kong is not the same as his daughter.

If you really want to attack head-on, the power is extremely strong.

Guan Hao screamed, his arms were broken at elbows, and blood spurted wildly.

In disbelief, he looked up into the air: "Void...... The Void Staggered...... Space...... You comprehend the mystery of space, you ...... You're not the Ninth Realm!"

Everyone around was shocked.

The Phantom Dragon in mid-air narrowed its eyes slightly.

"The Ninth Realm...... Now it is. ”

He seemed to be suddenly a little upset, and casually suppressed Guan Hao's spirit.

Warriors are from the outside in, and the spirit of tenacity is built on the strength of the flesh and blood.

The body is seriously injured, and the spirit is sluggish when the qi and blood decay.

Guan Hao was cut off by the Phantom Sky Dragon, and suffered heavy injuries on the spot and lost a lot of blood.

replaced ordinary people, and passed out early.

Although Guan Hao was able to hold on, his spirit became weak.

At this time, the Phantom Sky Dragon suppressed him again, and he had no power to fight back.

Seeing this, Sun Fangyuan wanted to help Guan Hao.

But suddenly a pool of ink appeared in front of him.

Sun Fangyuan dodged in time, but saw more and more ink.

Ink dots were densely packed in mid-air, enveloping him.

Except that he thought that around every disciple of Ice and Fire Valley, there were ink spots surging.

The ink dots suddenly turned into a large puddle of ink, enveloped the person, and then returned to its original size, and flew away.

One by one, the ink dots flew into an inkstone.

The person holding the inkstone was a girl who looked to be in her early teens.

Sun Fangyuan took a deep breath, first burning the golden palm with his red practice, and evolving into a fierce flame.

The evil aura of the Eighth Realm Martial Dao powerhouse, combined with the fierce masculine flames, could indeed resist the ink to a certain extent.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sun Fangyuan suddenly pulled out the knife from the sheath, and swept the snow into the sky, killing the girl fiercely.

The opponent was obviously unusual, so Sun Fangyuan showed no mercy and shot with all his might.

However, the girl's head was full of talent, and it turned into a huge blank paper.

Sun Fangyuan's blizzard-like knife qi slashed at it, failing to cut through the seemingly fragile white paper.

On the contrary, the knife qi is abled.

Then the blank paper turned into a picture scroll, and the painting of a blizzard was enough to make it real.

Sun Fangyuan was dissolved by the white paper with all his strength, and the surrounding inkblots immediately surrounded him and wrapped him.

Sun Fangyuan's body was full of evil qi, causing the wrapped ink to keep twisting.

But when the ink fell back to the inkstone in the girl's hand, there was no movement.

Gao Tiansheng looked at the girl: "You guys, are you from Chang'an?"

Shen Herong, who looked like a girl, smiled slightly: "As my brother said, there is no difference. ”

She beckoned, and the ink flew towards the sky.

Gao Tian roared, and the long knife in his hand slashed out.

Although his strength was inferior to that of the Ice and Fire Valley Valley Master Hao of the Ninth Realm, compared to Sun Fangyuan, who was also in the Eighth Realm, Gao Tiansheng's strength was stronger.

The similar martial arts, the wind and snow divine sword handed down by the royal family of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the subtlety is even higher than the flying snow and heavenly sword in the Ice and Fire Valley.

However, Gao Tiansheng's knife was not to win, but to fight for a chance for himself and escape.

Although he said that he would live and die with the Valley of Ice and Fire, but now that the Valley of Ice and Fire has been completely destroyed, Lord Gao will not live up to his promise if he persists until the last moment.

Now what he has to work hard to escape is to inform King Qi in time of the truth about what happened here.

It's a pity that Shen Herong was prepared.

Her fingers were a little in the air, and Wenhua's talent condensed into a brush again.

However, this brush is much smaller than the rafter pen of ordinary Confucian practitioners in the Eighth Realm.

Gao Tiansheng was curious at first, but as the brush wrote the word "Ding" in the air, his figure was really in mid-air!

Although Gao Tiansheng struggled with all his strength and could continue to move reluctantly, soon the brush wrote the word "prisoner" again.

So he couldn't move.

The next moment, Gao Tiansheng was engulfed in the ink that surrounded him.

He barely looked at the brush, although it was much smaller than the ordinary giant pen like a rafter, but how could an ordinary Confucian cultivator in the same realm capture him so easily?

Born in the royal family of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Gao Tiansheng, who had seen and heard a wide range of things, suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and remembered a legend that he had only read in ancient books.

It is rumored that there is a genius with great talent in Wenhua, who practices the Confucian road to the eighth realm of governing the country, and can get a sum, and it is even more on the huge pen like a rafter.

It is said that it is a stroke of God!

Is that a stroke of genius?

Gao Tiansheng was surrounded by ink, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see the brush anymore.

Just as he was thinking about it, he was suddenly stunned again.

The pen is a stroke of genius.

What about the ink, paper, and inkstone?