On the surface, Zhou Zhixuan took advantage of the strong wind, and the existence of flames under the cold wind was not so reliable after all. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Just as Zhou Zhixuan's ability to condense ice relies on spiritual power to cool the moisture in the air, the fuel of Wang Zhiwu's flame is her own spiritual power, so although the burning of the flame still follows certain physical laws, the stability and adhesion are incomparable.

Contrary to the freezing mastered by Ling of the Thousand Winter Sect, the god of the Red Flame Sect mastered the burning. One freezes everything and even time, and the other burns everything and even exists. Due to the antagonism of the abilities they control, the relationship between the two gods has not been good, and the two are both one of the twelve main gods of the Divine Court, so there is no way for anyone to take the other in the long years of fighting. The relationship between the gods and spirits is not good, and the relationship between the gods and religions is naturally tense.

In the hundreds of millions of galaxies in the mountains, the battle between the two major sects is very hot, the war over faith is extremely fierce, and the destruction of the planet is also common in religious wars. Of course, it can't be compared with the mountains and even the earth's circle, except for those gods who have the potential to destroy the planet if they make any moves? However, the grievances and hatreds between the two religions have been passed down as always.

Wang Zhiwu came to the door, how dare Zhou Zhixuan embarrass the Qiandong Sect and disgrace Ling? Although she is not talented enough to learn the power that freezes everything, it is enough to use ice to deal with the (harmony?) of the Red Flame Sect!

An ice spear exploded in the palm of his hand and took Wang Zhiwu's eyebrows, but Wang Zhiwu smiled disdainfully, and a small whirlpool formed by the rapid rotation of flames immediately appeared in front of the spear, and the ice spear turned into a pile of white mist in the process of advancing. "Ice and Snow Condensing Spear? It's really a shame for your master, with this strength, are you sure you're not here to insult your family's Shenwu Bingge? ”

The final tone seemed to be colder than the ice and snow beside Zhou Zhixuan, and several flame arrows erupted in the flame vortex one after another, both the speed and the colorless heat wave generated by penetrating the air were a few points stronger than Zhou Zhixuan, and Zhou Zhixuan herself shrank her pupils and then turned pale, and in an instant she unfolded the ice shield ninefold, but after being three arrows, all of them collapsed.

The form changed very much in an instant, which made Lin Xun and them all sweat for Zhou Zhixuan. Seeing Zhou Zhixuan biting her pale lips and refusing to admit defeat, Lin Xun was a little distressed for a moment, obviously they were enemies who didn't like each other, but that strength made him feel a little sorry for him. Clenched his fists, Lin Xun felt that he had to make a move, otherwise Zhou Zhixuan would die in front of him, it would be a lifetime regret.

"Die together! Ice burial!" was a little hideous, that face, but I don't know why, Lin Xun felt that face couldn't be safer, since he crossed over, he felt so. Because that means not giving up, that means still struggling, still fighting.

Maybe a flaming arrow will penetrate Zhou Zhixuan in the next second, but everyone thinks that she is helpless is absolutely wrong. At this time, there was a waterfall-like ice and snow storm above everyone's heads, and countless sharp ice spikes collapsed under the ice and snow, and the ice waterfall had reached the top of Wang Zhiwu's head in a two-meter covered area, and it was already a sure thing that hundreds of meters of ice were buried on Wang Zhiwu's body.

The crowd of onlookers looked at it sourly, and sure enough, none of these gods were easy to mess with. The Qiandong Sect seems to be weak, but in fact, people have a bad temper, and they don't defend themselves at all, and they will fight hard if they don't agree with each other, so this group of crazy believers is really crazy!

For the two flame arrows that had already shot out, Wang Zhiwu had no energy to care, the ice burial that had already fallen to the top of his head could not be dodged, only hard resistance! The flames of the whole body condensed into a flame drill bit in an instant, and then met the ice burial with a covering head and face in a thousand moments, and the white mist produced by the interweaving of ice and fire had already filled the entire valley. And just a moment before this, Lin Xun got a look from Zhou Zhixuan, and then he understood and immediately signaled Zhao Kuo and Zhang Dabao.

"Uh-huh!" After the first flame arrow barely dodged, the second one was already beyond dodge, and if she opened two more ice shields, Zhou Zhixuan would not have been seriously injured, but she chose to resist hard. And Lin Xun, who arrived at the last moment, how could Zhou Zhixuan be seriously injured here?

First-order liberation, open! Second-order liberation...... See clearly, you must see clearly, there is only one chance, you must see clearly. Da Hei said that everything has its own strength structure, find the structural fulcrum of resonance, and break it, even if it is steel, it is vulnerable in front of your fist!

The swirling flames, the solidified structure, so where is the fulcrum......? Oh, how dare you not see the fulcrum of the flame arrow that has no spiritual power to maintain and control? That fulcrum, right there, that arrow, seems to be the sharpest and hottest place. Ahhh

"Bang!" The flame arrow froze at the moment when Lin Xun's fist touched it, as if it had been frozen, as if that punch had an effect? The structure of the flame arrow was collapsing, but it was only collapsing, far from collapsing, and a flowing flame took advantage of the incident to pounce on Lin Xun's right fist. Obviously, it was only for a moment, but Lin Xun felt that his hands had been scorched, and most of his right hands showed signs of severe burns.

"You ......" was hurried, but the voice was deliberately muffled, and they could almost hear it in the crash of the huge ice burial and the flames.

"There's no time to explain, go quickly, now you're more important than me. With his intact left hand, he picked up Zhou Zhixuan and resisted it on his shoulder, and then Zhang Dabao, who followed him in the mist, slowly ran to the front, and Lin Xun also threw a belt to him. A few people ran towards the valley as fast as they could.

Under the white fog of the valley, everything seems to be very secret, but no one is a fool, although the ice burial lasts for a long time, it is only a matter of a minute, and when everyone reacts, they don't see Lin Xun and them, so they naturally know that they have run away. Then they chased after each other, and they must not be allowed to run, otherwise they will hang out of the valley!

"Stop them! they have a treasure on them!" After chasing for a while, Yan Qing found that the distance was too far to catch up, so he opened his throat and yelled, it doesn't matter who the Dikun Stone Belt will fall on, as long as Lin Xun is left behind, he will have a chance to get it, but if he lets them go, his intuition tells Yan Qing that Lin Xun is likely to go out of the valley directly!