The battle began in an instant!

At the moment of the battle, Li Mu observed the surroundings, and the onlookers here were about 35,000 warriors, including eighteen celestial warriors and two transcendent warriors.

Among them, the Lingbao Sage, the last time they were in the ancient ruins, they were familiar with each other.

As for Wuwei Taoist, he is an old Taoist, a fairy wind and a bone, but he is full of appearance.

Under the arrangement of the prince of Mingyue, he went to a gazebo, condescendingly, and arranged melons and fruits, as well as delicacies and so on.

"Meet the Peerless King!"

"Meet the Spirit Treasure Sage!"

The three of them greeted each other, and after greeting, Li Mu sat down.

"This is Ice and Fire Wine, it has a history of a thousand years, if it weren't for such a grand ceremony, Prince Mingyue might not be willing to bring out such a fine wine and have a drink!"

As he spoke, he picked up the wine jar and poured himself a glass, and then poured a glass for Li Mu.

Li Mu took the cup, and saw that the wine was red, as if a fire was burning, just a sip, he felt that the true qi was active, and it seemed to have great benefits for the body and martial arts cultivation.

Sniffed the nose again, there was no abnormality, no poisoning.

Picking up the wine glass and drinking the wine, his stomach immediately felt like ice, and a bone-chilling chill rose in his body, as if he was about to freeze his body. This icy power is enough to injure a celestial martial artist, but when it falls on the stomach of a transcendent martial artist, it is extremely refreshing.

"Good!"

Li Mu shouted.

Running the exercises, digesting the ice-like wine, a fiery fire suddenly rose, as if there was a fire burning in the stomach, as if the body was about to ignite.

The power of this fire is enough to injure a celestial martial artist, but for a transcendent martial artist, it is extremely refreshing.

A burst of ice, a burst of fire, in the cycle of ice and fire, the true qi in the body is boiling, the cultivation is speeding up, refining the qi and transforming the gods, and the primordial gods are improving.

Qi and blood are also slowly improving, true qi is also improving, and cultivation is steadily advancing.

The Spirit Treasure Sage said, "How do you feel?"

Li Mu said: "Okay!"

"That's right!" "Lingbao Sage said: "Ice and Fire Wine, it is a high-grade elixir as a material, and it is forged with secret arts, it is a supreme wine, the great master will definitely die if he takes it, and the heavenly and human warriors can take a sip, and drink too much to hurt the body." Only if I am a transcendent martial artist, if I drink it, can I completely refine the medicinal power without harming myself!"

"Good!"

Li Mu said, taking another sip.

While drinking, he asked about something.

............

Boom Boom!

At this moment, the battlefield has already clashed together.

In the blink of an eye, there have been three hundred moves in each other, and each other is evenly matched.

The temptation was over.

"That's it! The Son of Heaven is invincible, so why borrow the divine sword. Chunjun, Chunjun, you restrained me!" As she spoke, Yingluo waved her hand and threw out the Chunjun sword, which suddenly flashed like a streamer and stuck it on the ground.

The pure Jun sword, inserted in the ground, exudes a supreme and noble aura, just like the nobles in the sword.

There are martial artists all around, and looking at Chunjun Sword, there is both envy and inferiority.

Many warriors subconsciously avoided it, as if they were afraid that the distance would be too close and would defile this supreme sword.

"It turns out that this is me!"

The moment Yingluo threw out the pure Jun sword, it seemed that she had dropped a burden on her body, as if her body had been freed from the shackles and had become different.

When he was a child, at the age of ten, Chunjun Sword recognized the Lord, and because of the Divine Sword, he was also protected by the high-level of the Demon Sect. Later, he practiced many swordsmanship and completed the cultivation of some swordsmanship. But gradually I realized that she didn't like to practice swordsmanship, but it was difficult to give up.

But at this moment, the moment when I gave up the Chunjun Sword was an indescribable sense of comfort in my heart.

Chun Junjian, dragging her down.

"The Son of Heaven is angry, talking and laughing and killing!"

Yingluo stepped forward, the breeze sounded, and a statue of the Son of Heaven appeared behind him, as if the ancient Son of Heaven had been resurrected from the age of mythology, and the gods were in the world.

"Frozen in the world!"

The Snow Saint stepped forward and urged the Excalibur, and suddenly the temperature around him dropped violently, with the lake as the center, and suddenly snowflakes fell, and snowflakes flew all over the sky.

In the place where Excalibur is pointing, there is a cold that freezes everything. Under such cold, the celestial warriors are also restricted, and the transcendent warriors are also harmed.

"Whale Breath!"

Yingluo stepped forward again, as if a huge whale was breathing, and between the breaths, it caused the waves of the sea, with a strong force, impacting.

Click!

Click!

The surrounding cold ice was shattered by the impact, and the force of destruction came from the impact, and the body of the Snow Saint flew and retreated ten steps, and the internal organs were impacted by the force, and they were shattered on the spot, such an injury was enough to collect the corpse on the body of the Heavenly and Human Warriors.

But the transcendent martial artist, using his true qi to turn into life force, recovered his injuries at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Got stronger!"

A hint of jealousy flashed in Xue Sheng's eyes.

At the moment when holding the Chunjun Sword, Luo Sheng's combat power was not much different from her. But at the moment when he lost the pure Jun sword, his combat power was terrifyingly improved.

It seems that the existence of the Pure Jun Sword has dragged down her combat effectiveness.

"Sky Splitting Nine Slashes!"

The Snow Saint urged the true qi and slashed with a sword.

Yingluo took the Son of Heaven's Qi Technique as the foundation and fought back.

Clang!

The force of destruction impacted, and under the huge force impact, the martial artists on the periphery seemed to be unable to bear it, and some martial artists fell to the ground one after another.

"Second slash!"

The Snow Saint slashed out the second sword again.

The sword and the fist collided together, the lake exploded, and the ruined lake swept onto the shore, and under the terrifying impact, countless warriors fell to the ground one after another, vomiting blood in their mouths.

"Third slash!"

"Fourth Slash!"

One move after another, each move is tightly connected, and the speed is extremely fast, like ocean waves, wave after wave, impact.

The huge lake was moved, the lake was boiling, up and down, as if there had been a tsunami, and the scene of the two men fighting on the lake was no longer visible to outsiders, and it was all blocked by water vapor. With the impact of the lake, many warriors retreated one after another, fearing that they would be affected.

There were a few unlucky guys who were directly hit by the strength of the two and died on the spot.

"It's almost time to decide!"

Li Mu said.

"It seems that the Snow Saint is going to lose, to a junior!" The battle was not over yet, but the Spirit Treasure Saint had made up his mind.

Xue Sheng is more than 700 years old, Yingluo is more than 50 years old, and she has not yet a fraction of her, and it seems that she is going to lose.

"It's not that the longer you cultivate, the more powerful you are, but the more young you are, the more powerful you are!"

"No, the battle is not over yet! The outcome is undecided!" said Buwei Dao Chang, who seemed to be comforting himself, but he was not confident enough.

Boom Boom!

The final blow slammed together, the breath of destruction crashing.

When everything dissipated, Yingluo stood there, bleeding from her mouth, it seemed that her breath was much lower, her cultivation had fallen a lot, but the fire of life was vigorous, but Xue Sheng's breath was low, she was seriously injured, she barely supported it, and said, "I lost!"

Brush!

At this moment, a sword flew through the void, instantly piercing the body of the Snow Saint.

Suddenly, the flame of life of the Snow Saint was extinguished.

Sting!

The next moment, the sword flew out, and it was another assassination of Xiang Yingluo.

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PS: Updated in the morning, it's not bad!