"With both runes and thunder power, who is he!" In the decisive battle between the young Tianjiao, Chu Muyun stared at the boundless dark night sky, and the roar of thunder and the tearing sound of spiritual power echoed in his ears, and he actually lost his mind for a moment at this moment, "Could it be that he is the same as the Burning Ice River, from Chongtian?"

He has never been so surprised, even in the face of the Qingyun Wise Man who knows all the sons and hundreds of schools of thought Xue Wuxi, even if it is Gao Shenghan who is above ten thousand people under one person, it has never made him feel insurmountable.

Chu Muyun knew that he still had a lot of hole cards that he hadn't played, such as the sealed Yi Shui Han Sword, such as the Seven Divine Flames Array that his father had taught him that was enough to trap a Cave Heaven Realm Grandmaster-level powerhouse, such as the power of the Divine Soul that he had abused into the Vermilion Bird Realm and the Divine Soul Secret Technique taught by his master, such as the Xuanyuan Technique, which was not a moment of life and death and could not be exposed.

Once these life-saving means are used one by one, it may not be possible to really move the young man. But even so, what's the point of ending up losing both, or ending up with both sides dooming.

Perhaps, this young man with a red sword in his hand, his hair scattered, and his bewitching appearance like a woman's appearance, really has nothing to do with the Burning Ice River, all this is just a misunderstanding!

The most important point is that for the ten black-robed people who suddenly appeared and trapped them with a killing array, the young man did not take their lives directly, which was the main reason why the sword in Chu Muyun's hand became hesitant.

In such a contest of realm magicians, what was greeted by a moment of distraction was naturally an extremely bleak end.

The red sword boy was surrounded by countless thunder spirits like swimming snakes, causing the surrounding air to burst with ionization, he was like a son of thunder standing in the thunder sea, controlling the thunder attribute spiritual power of this heaven and earth, within a hundred miles, let the clouds and the earth and the sea, all the thunder yuan spiritual power be used by him.

The devouring mouth in the depths of the night sky has swallowed the thunder spirit to a saturated state, so the thunder spirit that is still gathering around it began to shoot messily from the lightning black hole, like a thunderbolt as long as ten thousand feet, which was cut into countless hairsprings, and then blindly shot it, shocked the towering trees on the mountain, split the Lei Lei rock by the stream, and tore open the only remaining sealing seal of the wind and snow killing array, so that the entire killing array that had not been completely opened was bright and short-lived in an instant, and everything was burned.

And the soul-killing body fused by the nine members of the Wind and Snow Thorn did not escape the catastrophe brought by this thunderous rage, ending the body of the walking dead who sold the soul fire in advance, and then disappeared.

"I don't have time to play with you!"

The power condensed by the thunder spirit had not yet been truly exerted, and the wind and snow killing array that had been blessed on him, as well as the soul-killing body that had fallen into a desperate situation, collapsed in an instant due to the spilled thunder, leaving no room for it.

And when it was time to really cast the thunder spirit, he gently closed the palm that looked more delicate than ordinary teenagers of the same age, slightly raised his forehead, and palmed his eyebrows, as if he was praying for something.

Then I saw that the young man's closed palm suddenly thundered, and a bud-like thunder mark flew out of his palm, and in an instant, it exploded into an overwhelming thunder mark and exploded towards the black hole that devoured the thunder spirit in the depths of the night sky.

I only heard the clouds collide, and there was a loud thunderclap, and the mouth of devouring suddenly exploded, and then the monstrous thunder spirit condensed like a sea, like a thunder river pouring down...... And Chu Muyun was standing directly below the Thunder River.

This seemingly complicated seal method was actually only in shock, and Chu Muyun, who was busy recognizing the battle situation from his state of distraction, was worrying about what kind of hole cards to use to deal with this helpless dumping of Lei He, and he was in a deep crisis, and he could not escape the fate of defeat.

"Is this the end of it?"

There was not a trace of hazy color in Chu Muyun's eyes, people often smelled the threat of the hand of death, they were the most sober moments in their lives, and Chu Muyun also felt this way.

This is the true power of the Nine Great Attributes, the Thunder Spirit is the origin of the thunder and lightning between heaven and earth, and it is more refined and threatening than the Thunder God Fury displayed by the Six Elephants of Heaven's Will.

Inscription Realm Magicians, no matter how superb their cultivation is, when they are surrounded by this thunder river in the sky, I am afraid that they will not die or be disabled!

In addition to Chu Muyun and the incomparable young man in the battle situation, there was only one palm thorn who was imprisoned all over his body and watched all this in surprise and couldn't do anything, he didn't know who the young man who helped him late at night was, but since he helped himself, he must know the wind and snow thorn of the ancient country of Loulan, which is a familiar old man. Seeing that Chu Muyun was about to die, two lines of tears slipped silently from the corners of his eyes.

The red sword young man who took in the subtle changes in his expression between life and death, couldn't help but sneer out at the last moment: "It's so boring to kill you, this son just lacks an entourage, see you are not bad, it is better to be a slave of this son from now on, it will not insult your natural cultivation, haha......"

When Chu Muyun heard this, his pupils dilated, his fists clenched, and the cold ice spiritual power instantly condensed into an ice fist, spreading from his palm to his arm: "This is ...... The thunder cage transformed by the power of the thunder spirit!"

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In the autumn morning in the mountains, the fog is driven away by the sun in the east sky, even if there are occasionally a few sparse rays of light sprinkled, but the surroundings are still covered with the cold air left by the rainstorm last night, and it is icy and cold.

Chu Muyun leaned against a huge rock in the depths of the Lianyun Mountain Range, which was already very close to the Sword Peak of the Imperial Sword Sect, and he had a long and tired dream.

He dreamed that at the end of his battle with the incomparable young man, the pouring thunder river turned into a cage made of thunder and lightning spirits, imprisoning him without the power to resist, and then there was a darkness in front of him.

He patted his head, thinking back to the battle he remembered last night, and found that the image that had been replaying in his mind was not a dream, but a reality.

He quickly stood up, looking around for the figure of the young man and the only stabbing envoy of the Wind and Snow Thorn.

At this moment, a fresh fragrance rushed into his nose from afar.

He subconsciously cast his gaze to the sky due east, where a pink red silk spread out, long and endless. The clear sky in the early morning sky is slightly reddish, even slightly drunk.

The faint sunlight set off the intoxicating red glow, so at the end of the red silk, a beautiful red dress, as if from the fairy world, a wonderful and unparalleled figure, lotus step on the red silk, slowly walked from the distant sky.

She gave birth to lotus step by step, red lotus bloomed, and the fragrance hit people. That face, without powder, is as colorful as the morning glow reflecting snow, the moon and flowers are peerless, even if they are ten thousand steps away, Chu Muyun can see the delicate and delicate ......