Purple Cauldron Immortal Fate

In a mountain of ice and rocks, Mr. Lan Qing burst into lightning and was fighting a humanoid ice monster...

Feeling the sudden terrible vibration, Mr. Lan Qing's face changed and he said to himself: "What's going on? Is this the noise made by that kid?"

As he said this, Mr. Lan Qing tapped his fingers, and a series of green lightning and lightning rushed out, smashing the humanoid ice monsters into pieces...

If something really happened to Ye Han, I would lose a helper!

Should I help that kid?

But it might be too late to go now.

Tsk! If that kid is so easy to kill, then I have found the wrong person.

I have to believe that the kid can get through it by himself.

Mainly because, what I am looking for should be in front!

Thinking of this, Mr. Lan Qing grabbed his palm, and a fork treasure with lightning trembling and full of electric runes flew out, and he stabbed it heavily forward!

Boom! ! As Mr. Lan Qing stabbed, thick green electric light flashed out, and humanoid ice monsters were directly bombarded and exploded. The ice spirits also continued to collapse, and they could not withstand the bombardment of this terrible lightning...

Mr. Lan Qing's eyes showed a bit of strangeness: "Hmm? Strange, the power of these guys is much smaller! It seems to be related to the explosion!"

However, he did not think much about it. For him, he got what he wanted first.

As for whether Ye Han could get out alive, it was indeed very important, but if he didn't have this ability, then rescuing him would not help much, and if he was busy, he would become a burden to himself.

Of course, he still had a lot of confidence in Ye Han, the kid, and this kid would definitely be able to get out alive, otherwise he would not ask this kid to help him!

With Mr. Lan Qing's charge, he rushed through the passage and saw a huge empty hall in front of him. At the end of the hall, there was a huge bronze relief door of a Night Spirit man, which was hundreds of feet long and exuded a terrifying aura that was terrifying from ancient times.

Seeing this, Mr. Lan Qing said to himself in surprise: "Found it!"

As he said that, he rushed towards the bronze relief door quickly...

Just at this moment!

Boom! !

The icicles on the ground actually vibrated, and pairs of blue eyes trembling came out, emitting a ferocious light. As the ground continued to tremble, a huge skeleton head of the Night Spirit tribe emerged from the ground...

The skeleton of this Night Spirit tribe was actually connected into a huge snake-shaped skeleton, which was ten thousand feet long. There were huge skeleton arms on the body, dancing ostentatiously, bursting out with cold and boundless murderous intent, staring at Mr. Lan Qing...

When Mr. Lan Qing saw this scene, his brows slightly frowned: "This guy is not easy to deal with!"

As he said this, the green electric light on Mr. Lan Qing's body burst out, and his body continued to grow larger. The fork treasure in his hand sizzled and emitted a creepy electric light...

It seems that it will take a lot of effort to deal with this guy! ! ! !

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Huhuhuhu! ! ! ! The terrifying, suffocating ice storm continued to shock and surge in the huge deep pit. The twisted and explosive cold storm condensed on the ground like countless frost mountains, and the cold air continued to condense...

The frost fell down with a crash...

Crack! The icicles trembled, and those snow-white roots kept drilling out of the ground, spreading and crawling in one direction...

In the deep pit of ice, the huge bronze palace of Qingxuan Temple stood intact in the deep pit, but countless ice cubes and icicles condensed and froze in it.

Crackle! ! Countless snow-white roots surged towards the Qingxuan Palace. These snow-white roots seemed to be intertwined and woven together to form a huge monster head. The head was full of snow-white root horns and a mouthful of amazing fangs, like a strange dragon head. The dragon head of the snow-white root was ten thousand feet long, and the eyes burst out with blue light...

Suddenly, it bit towards the Qingxuan Palace...

As the snow-white root dragon head opened its terrifying mouth, it bit down more than half of the entire Qingxuan Palace.

Rumble! The terrifying storm shook, and the boundless iceberg storm impact spread.

This dragon composed of countless snow-white roots actually swallowed the entire Qingxuan Palace into its mouth!

And at this moment!

Crack, crack, crack! ! The Qingxuan Palace began to disintegrate, and suddenly exploded into nothingness...

The huge dragon head made of countless snow-white roots suddenly showed a strange look in his eyes. Didn't he expect that the Qingxuan Palace would be torn into pieces so easily?

Suddenly!!!

The huge dragon head made of countless snow-white roots trembled violently, and countless snow-white roots exploded, and countless snow-white roots turned around and rushed away...

At this time.

Huh! !

Ye Han's figure emerged from the icy ground, with flame runes all over his body, and dark golden skin with Tianlong Tyrant Body Skill, emitting a scorching aura...

And his current position is already tens of thousands of feet away.

You know, the magical power of the Qingxuan Palace is not only the defense ability and the Qiankun illusion, but also the ability to cast a lifelike illusion, which is also one of his magical powers.

The Qingxuan Palace is different from the Qianhuan Tianzhong. Ye Han has not refined the Qingxuan Palace to a high degree so far, and it is good enough to be able to use some basic magical powers.

It is only because although he has a good cultivation base in the Qingxuan Palace, there are still many problems, and the level of the Qingxuan Palace is also higher than the Qianhuan Tianzhong, and it consumes a lot of mana and consciousness to use it...

Of course, the many terrible attack traces left on the surface of the Qingxuan Palace are enough to prove the terrible defense of the Qingxuan Palace.

The huge and terrifying icy vortex smashed down, although the power was very terrifying, it could not hurt the Qingxuan Palace at all, and Ye Han was not injured in it...

After the storm passed, Ye Han directly used the illusion of the Qingxuan Palace, and created a fake Qingxuan Palace there, so that the existence of the snow-white root thought that it was still in the Qingxuan Palace...

And he took this opportunity to use the Wanxiang Mask and the red mask to hide his breath and came to this place...

Because the purple tripod sensed that the treasure was at this location.

As Ye Han emerged from the ground, he suddenly felt a strong suffocating breath coming towards him...

Ye Han looked in that direction fiercely, and saw a mushroom-like thing surrounded by countless snow-white roots in the empty hall, with an extremely large umbrella on top... And in the middle of this mushroom, there was a pulse beating continuously...