Xian Ding, the Temple of the Gods has invested a lot of money this time, injecting all the life and divine power into his body, how could Michael, as the leader of the team this time, watch Xian Ding die in the hands of Long Fan!

"Michael, don't you take me in your eyes?" Xue Hantian looked at Michael, whose fighting aura was constantly surging on his body, and said coldly.

"Hmph! This is just an abyssal competition, but you, a disciple of Xueling Mountain, have such a strong aura; those who kill the Holy Gate think that the Holy Son will kill the disciples of my gods temple in front of us, such a person will definitely become a disaster for my Zhongzhou in the future!" Michael looked at Long Fan, his eyes revealing a rich fierce light.

"He is my apprentice, a person from my Xueling Mountain, the people of the Holy Gate sneaked up on my disciple first, and everyone present can see the palm just now, the disciple of the Ice and Snow Temple is still lying in the arms of my apprentice, why don't you say this?"

"The disciples of the Ice and Snow Temple are not dead, but the disciples of the Holy Gate are gone, and the disciples of my Temple are in danger.

"Hmph, you dare to make a move, today, my Xueling Mountain will start a war with your temple of gods, and when the time comes, see if your temple of gods is stronger, or my Xueling Mountain is stronger!"

"Xue Hantian, to be honest, what is your Snow Spirit Mountain in the eyes of my God Temple, except for you, who in your Snow Spirit Mountain can resist the attack of my God Temple, and you, not to mention that the God King is far stronger than you, even the God King sits down, the twelve main gods, you will not necessarily be an opponent!" Michael glanced at the people in Snow Spirit Mountain, and the corners of his eyes revealed disdain.

"Ah~~~!Save me, save me....!" At this moment, everyone's ears sounded Xian Ding's somewhat painful cry; after all, if it were an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to stand being burned so much under Long Fan's flames; and Xian Ding was able to persist until now, completely because, in his body, the divine power of life was constantly guarding him.

However, the life divine power is not endless, and what Xian Ding brought over this time can be said to be half of the collection of the Temple of the Gods, so it is absolutely impossible to let Xian Ding have life accidents.

Hearing Xian Ding's scream, Michael's heart was also tight, as soon as his body moved, he immediately rushed towards Long Fan's side, and Xue Hantian also moved again at this moment, followed by the Holy Sun, Xue Ji.

"Hmph, do you think your Snow Spirit Mountain can really stop me?" Looking at the snow cold sky opposite, Michael smiled coldly.

Immediately after, I saw his right hand wave violently.

"Woohoo!"

At this moment, the moment his arm fell, in the entire Dabi field, hundreds of angels soared into the air, surrounding all the people in Xueling Mountain.

"Snow cold day, I have one hundred and eight angels here, the most powerful is a six-winged seraphim, twelve four-winged angels, and nearly a hundred two-winged angels;

"It seems that your temple of gods is prepared!" Looking at the angel in the sky, Xue Hantian's gaze slowly became cold, and his eyes revealed a cold killing intent.

"Kill!"

Michael's icy tone came slowly.

"Woohoo!"

Countless angels launched an attack on the people of Xueling Mountain, and Michael was also at this time, with four pairs of wings behind him, eight wings stretched out, and at this time, the aura on his body was also extremely strong.

"Michael, Battle Angel, Battle Archangel, let me cut off your wings today. Xue Hantian's eyes were cold, his body moved, and he stepped out, and the person had already appeared beside Michael.

"Senior brother, be careful!" Looking at the angels in the sky, Ke'er and the others all looked at Long Fan worriedly, and shouted at Long Fan; however, the number of angels is too many; moreover, the strength of the two-winged angel has reached the Nine Heavens, and the power of the four-winged angel has already reached the one-step Spirit King realm; the six-winged angel, that is a powerful existence that has completely reached the three-step Spirit King realm.

Everyone in Xueling Mountain was blocked by all the angels, and they couldn't get even half a step close to Long Fan, and many angels had already rushed towards Long Fan.

"Humph!"

However, at this moment, Long Fan looked at Xue Yao in his arms, and after snorting coldly, the powerful murderous aura on his body exploded directly; the murderous aura of the Lord of Killing is not so simple, and relatively speaking, the Shura clan is also at the same level as the angels.

"Bang bang bang!"

Everywhere the murderous aura passed, those two-winged wise angels were shocked and regressed by the powerful murderous aura the moment they approached, and their eyes revealed a little frightened look.

"Give me death!" Long Fan looked at the angels who had already approached, roared angrily, raised his right hand, and swung it out violently, and a blood-colored killing sword qi swept out directly.

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, the many angels around him were all cut into powder under this sword qi.

"Boom!"

After killing several angels around him, Long Fan turned his head violently, and two sword rays shot straight out of his eyes, shooting straight towards the idle ding in the crystal lotus.

"Ahh

Xian Ding screamed, and under Long Fan's two sword qi, he was directly beaten into flying ashes, and in the original crystal lotus, there was only a ball of green energy floating, but this green energy was already very thin and very thin at this time.

With a wave of his right hand, Long Fan directly collected the crystal lotus.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Seeing that under his full attack, Xian Ding still died in the hands of Long Fan, Michael, who was entangled in the snow and cold sky, roared angrily.

The eight wings shook, a holy spiritual power burst violently, and the snow cold sky that was originally close to him directly shook back a step; then, his eight wings shook together, just in an instant, his body had already come to the top of Long Fan's head, his right hand was full of energy, from top to bottom, at Long Fan fiercely slashed down.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, Long Fan didn't have time to stop it, and the whole person only had time to protect Xue Yao in his arms, and the whole person was forced to receive Michael's palm.

"Michael~~~!"

Seeing that Long Fan was slapped into the abyss of ice by Michael's palm, Xue Hantian was furious, and saw a cold air on his body swept towards him, and the cold wind blew over the entire field, blowing everywhere he passed, and those angels flying in mid-air were frozen at this moment.

Everything seemed to stop at this moment, and under the frozen angel in the sky, the snow and cold sky took the first step, the second step.

One step, one step, he walked towards Michael.

"Poof!"

When he walked in front of Michael, all the angels in the mid-air were all turned into crystal powder and fluttered in the air at this moment.

"Battle Angel, you, damn it!" there was not a trace of emotion in Xue Hantian's voice, only to see him stretch out a hand and point towards Michael's heart.

"Xue Hantian, you have to know that if you do Michael's words now, it will be a complete enemy of the Temple of the Gods, and my Holy Gate will definitely not let you go!" The cold wind blew through Shengyang's body, and at this moment, he clearly understood the strength of Xue Hantian.

Snow covers the world, and cold weather covers the world.

"Get out!"

Xue Hantian's right hand, which paused for a moment, waved violently at the holy sun.

"Bang!"

A powerful energy shot out directly from his right hand, directly knocking the Holy Sun upside down and flying hundreds of miles away, but Xue Hantian didn't even look at the other party, turned his head again, and once again set his eyes in front of Michael.

"You, how can you be so strong?" Looking at the snow and cold sky in front of him, Michael was a little frightened, and said tremblingly, I don't know if he was frightened or because he was frozen.

"Hehe, if I don't have any strength in Xueling Mountain, do you think I can stop the invasion of the enemy in the extreme north on Xueling Mountain?"

As he spoke, his right hand reached out to Michael.

"Cold day, for my sake, this matter will be revealed, how about it?" Just as Xue Hantian's right hand reached Michael's heart again, another voice came.

"He killed my disciple!" Xue Hantian stopped, but he didn't let Michael go.

"I know that when you enter the abyss, you don't necessarily think of death, isn't your eldest disciple also in the abyss?" In the sky, the voice came out again.

"However, this is the Abyss of Ice, this is the place where the ten bosses of the Abyss, the Frost Sword Blade and the Frost Wings are located;

"I know, but it has already happened, and even killing him will be of no avail, so how about my temple willing to make reparations?" the voice spoke again.

However, in the face of his words, Xue Hantian didn't say a word, just looked at the sky quietly.

"One hundred drops of dragon blood, one Ice and Fire Demon Fruit, and finally, the land of hidden gods, one place, cold weather, what do you think of such conditions?" the figure was silent for a moment, and then said slowly.

"Okay, just according to what you say!" As soon as the other party's words fell, Xue Hantian directly agreed.

"Whew!"

As soon as the words fell, a starlight fell, directly enveloping Michael's body, and Michael was taken away.

...

As Michael left, everyone present felt that the cold breath was slowly dissipating.

"Master, is that all about it?" Huang Xi walked in front of him and said to Xue Han Tian.