Chapter 458: Falling Platform

In an instant, a burst of inexplicable power erupted on Li Tian's body, which seemed to be able to wipe out everything in front of him.

Lin Buping was by Li Tian's side at this moment, and when he heard Li Tian shouting like this, he looked at Li Tian with an extremely surprised look, as if these things on Li Tian were not expected by Lin Buping.

In fact, this is indeed a bit beyond Lin Buping's expectations, but it is also in common sense.

There was nothing wrong with Li Tian's words, but the power that erupted with the words couldn't help but make Lin Buping change color a little, after all, the power brought by this loud shout was the last killer weapon of the ink man, "the ink man died in battle".

This is a trick that will only be used as a last resort, but I didn't expect it to be used here by Li Tian, let alone that Li Tian, who didn't seem to hesitate at all, used it.

I saw that this burst of power suddenly burst out, and appeared in front of me in an instant, as if it was going to make everything in front of me disappear.

In his mind, Lin Buping always echoed Li Tian's words, and within a few seconds of Li Tian shouting, after a moment of stunned, Lin Buping also shouted violently: "Mo Yu fights to the death!"

In an instant, the breath of death on Lin Buping's body also broke out.

At this moment, none of these ink masters in the Moyu Sect did not hesitate at all, and broke out with the breath of death on their bodies, fighting to the death.

Everyone was full of tacit understanding, but a few friends looked back at each other and nodded incessantly.

Fight to the death!

In an instant, Ning Fan in the air was also ignited by the roar of the disciples of the Mo Yu Sect below, but Ning Fan, who was already secretly accumulating strength, suddenly began to erupt, and the ligature sword in his hand was held in Ning Fan's hand at this moment like a laser, and he couldn't see where the original sword blade had gone.

The magic of besieging Ning Fan was slowly decreasing, which gave Ning Fan a good chance.

There was also a mess below, even if the Great Yi Palace had already prepared, hearing that these ink masters of this Mo Yu Gate were so desperate, they couldn't help but change their expressions.

There is a lot of dirt between this Great Yi Palace and the Mo Yu Gate, naturally both sides understand each other, although the Mo Yu Gate does not know much about the Big Yi Palace now, but the Big Yi Palace does not know how familiar it is with the Mo Yu Gate, that is, once the Mo Man starts to fight to the death, then it is really immortal.

Therefore, the faces of the disciples of the Great Yi Palace beside Wang Ling were not very good-looking.

At this time, Wang Ling opened her eyes suddenly, but said with some playful eyes: "Carving insect skills!

In an instant, Ning Fan, Hou Qi, and Dong Shu felt that something was wrong.

The other Qi Refining Stage disciples may not have noticed it yet, but these three Soul Refining Stage cultivators have already sensed that in Wang Ling's body, and even in the sky above it, there is a kind of power that they can't grasp, as if this power can freeze this place.

"Not good!" Hou Qi's face changed at this time.

"Not good!" Dong Shu also felt a kind of shock at this moment, and the weapons in his hand all had some pauses.

"Not good!" Ning Fan also began to mumble, his words were full of worry, he protected Fu Bo with one hand, but he threw Fu Bo to the entrance, but the ligature sword in his hand didn't care if he was accumulating strength, and all the power in his body went straight towards this Wang Ling.

"Ligature Sword Duel! Ligature Sword!" Ning Fan roared violently at this time, and against the magic that was coming towards him, he rushed to the direction of the Great Yi Palace.

At this moment, Ning Fan was just above the six-pointed star array.

I saw Ning Fan slam his ligature sword, and a bright white light appeared in front of Ning Fan, at this moment, Ning Fan didn't use any bells and whistles, Ning Fan didn't have any plans, there was only this Wang Ling in his eyes.

The sword light came out from Ning Fan's ligature sword, but it formed a huge light in the air, and this kind of power also made the disciples below feel a feeling of suffocation.

And at this time, this Wang Ling glared at Ning Fan's soul power suddenly, and there was a kind of ruthlessness in his eyes, as if he wanted to destroy everything in front of him.

Ning Fan naturally felt the illusion that Wang Ling brought to him palpitations, which was even stronger than Lian Yonggang's feeling.

Facing Lian Yonggang, who was also in the soul refining period, Ning Fan could only feel a little nervousness, but in the face of this Wang Ling, what Ning Fan felt was a heartfelt fear, although Wang Ling didn't seem to have any strong strength at this moment, but Ning Fan always felt that the soul power gathered around Wang Ling was very dangerous.

Right!

It is indeed very dangerous, the feeling in Ning Fan's body has never deceived Ning Fan, naturally Ning Fan can feel what danger is, then it will definitely happen.

It's just that at this moment, Ning Fan has done his best, feeling that the soul power in his body has been drained, watching his soul power turn into a sword light out of his body, heading towards this Wang Ling, Ning Fan's heart is also full of expectations.

However, at this time, Ning Fan's face changed instantly, and he suddenly blocked in front of him.

A powerful explosion sounded in the air, but Ning Fan felt as if he had been hit by something.

In an instant, his gaze was out of the soul power he had released, but what he saw was a moment of darkness, and even some feelings of wanting to pass out.

In an instant, Ning Fan felt that something was wrong, what a powerful force would make him feel so uncomfortable, after all, he was no longer a disciple of the Qi refining period.

The soul refining period represents strength.

"Ning Fan!" Ning Fan flew upside down while listening to himself being shouted by everyone in worry.

Indeed, there was such a loud explosion in mid-air, and even some disciples on the platform below were blown away by the explosion and turned into ice sculptures, and in an instant, several other people looked at Ning Fan with great concern, for fear that Ning Fan would appear like something.

But fortunately, Ning Fan didn't have anything to do, but was slightly impacted by a powerful force.

Ning Fan wanted to say something more, but just when he felt it, his face changed suddenly, originally Ning Fan's face was fine, but at this time it had deteriorated, and even a complex expression of surprise, worry, and anger combined, it seemed that all this in front of him was like the sky was falling.

At the same time, Dong Shu and Hou Qi also felt that something was wrong, and the two of them looked at Wang Ling's place with a shocked look, as if Wang Ling had made something very shocking.

Several people looked at each other in such astonishment, but in Wang Ling's eyes, there was no problem at all, but when they saw Wang Ling raise the thin sword in his hand at this moment, he pointed at the angle of Mo Yumen, and chanted: "The breath of the wind, the breath of the snow, the wrath of the wind and snow, roar!"

As soon as the words fell, the temperature in the entire space plummeted by thirty or forty degrees, and the disciples of the Qi Refining Period, who were originally able to bear it, suddenly felt uncomfortable, and even Ning Fan, Dong Shu, and other Soul Refining Stage powerhouses felt a kind of coldness, and their movements became a little sluggish.

But this was just the beginning, the entire space was suddenly covered with strong winds and blizzards, constantly transforming the disciples of the Moyu Sect in front of them into ice sculpture-like existences.

The disciples of the Great Yi Palace had already distanced themselves from the disciples of the Moyu Sect, and even Lin Buping and Li Tian were watching the disciples of the Moyu Sect with stunned eyes at this moment as they were constantly being eroded by the cold ice and transformed into ice sculptures.

Some even watched their feet slowly being frozen, their bodies being frozen, and their faces showing frightened expressions, and finally turned into ice sculptures.

Some disciples thought of using their long swords to cut off the ice sculptures, and cut off their legs when they were frozen, but at first glance, the legs they left on the ground were already ice cubes.

All he had chopped down was some broken ice, and his flesh and blood were long gone.

Ning Fan looked at Wang Ling with a devilish look, he didn't expect Wang Ling to have the means to be a girl, and the power of magic he had seen before made Ning Fan feel even more terrifying at this time.

"The Devil...... Devil! You are the devil!" At this time, the disciples of the Moyu Sect could not bear it, even if they were ink masters, their hearts were not so strong at this moment.

And Wang Ling looked very weak at this moment, as if it was because of the trick just now.

Hou Qi and Dong Shu looked at Wang Ling with great fear, and used the soul power barrier of their bodies to protect some of the Moyumen disciples from the invasion of this cold ice, but in this way, there was not one in ten Moyumen disciples.

When Ning Fan saw this scene, he seemed to be crazy, the ligature sword in his hand was once again in his hand, and the green tendons suddenly burst out and rushed towards Wang Ling.

Even if this Mo Yu Sect has nothing to do with him.

Even though it was some disciples of this Moyu Sect who made themselves feel sick.

Even if this Mo Yumen is sorry for himself.

Even though it was this Moyu Gate who came here by itself.

Even if this Mo Yu Gate is killing itself......

However, Ning Fan has always been a member of the Moyu Sect! Ning Fan looked at the painful Lin Buping and Li Tian, but he couldn't help but roar angrily: "Senior Brother Injustice!"

Suddenly, the ligature sword in Ning Fan's hand flashed with a purple-red light, this was the light of "Red Feather Endless Divine Decision" on Ning Fan's body, and when it came to the soul refining period, Ning Fan would have a new understanding, but this realization was not integrated with Ning Fan for a long time, and at this time Ning Fan broke out.

"Red Feather Endless Divine Decision! Red Feather Vertical and Horizontal!" The soul power that burst out from the ligature sword in Ning Fan's hand made Hou Qi feel a kind of fear, and he went straight to Wang Ling.

Wang Ling was still Li Ming's woman in Ning Fan's eyes before, but at this time, Ning Fan knew that this Wang Ling was just a madman!

However, when Wang Ling saw Ning Fan coming towards him, he said to the people around him without hurrying: "Hurry up and stop him for me!"

There was constantly magic attacking towards Ning Fan, but at this time, it was all under Ning Fan's control, and at the last moment, Ning Fan broke out everything in "Red Feather Endless Divine Decision".

And at this time, when everyone thought that Ning Fan would win, Wang Ling couldn't help but look at Ning Fan and said, "Do you really think that you can win like this? You are too naïve!"

"Ice and snow explosion!" Wang Ling slid and flew back behind him, but some of Wang Ling's henchmen knew what this meant, and their faces changed, and they followed Wang Ling to the side.

At this moment, there were bursts of explosions in the entire space, and another heavy force exploded in this space, at this moment, Hou Qi, Dong Shu and Ning Fan, where did they not know that all this was arranged by Wang Ling.

Ning Fan, who was originally in mid-air, was planted towards the six-pointed star array below.

"No !!"

A word to readers:

Better. Huhu, I'll try to write tomorrow too. On the basis of two shifts a day, I still owe you seven chapters!