The Supreme Peak Of Cultivation

The collision of water and fire, accompanied by the abnormal sound of "sizzling... sizzling", the thick fog covered the field of vision, even if the Spiritual Sense swept over it, it was impossible to see the reality.

The huge waves had already stopped, and everyone looked at the mist with some expectation.

As if to satisfy the curiosity of the people present, a sudden gust of wind blew away more than half of the mist, revealing the figure covered by the mist.

I saw that the flame giant still maintained the posture of crossing his hands, except that the flames on his body dimmed a little, he was unscathed!

"How is this possible!" Zhu Xuanfu couldn't believe it.

I don't know if he was instructed, but the flame giant moved his arms, revealing the figure inside.

Ye Zeyu sneered, holding a spear in his hand, which was Zhu Xuanfu's personal weapon.

Zhu Xuanfu naturally saw it too, and his breathing suddenly became a little short. This long spear is a low-grade spiritual weapon bestowed by the Sect Leader of Tianxingmen, and it is his most important treasure. How could it fall into Ye Zeyu's hands!

Zhu Xuanfu pointed forward with five fingers forming claws, calling silently in his heart, summoning the spear.

This gun has already been refined by him, so it can be manipulated as he likes, so there is no problem in summoning it like this.

The spear was indeed as he thought, responding to his call, but it was suppressed by Ye Zeyu forcefully, and could only shake and struggle in his hands.

Ye Zeyu looked at the spear, then at Zhu Xuanfu, and said with a playful smile, "What? Do you want it?"

Without waiting for Zhu Xuanfu to reply, he said to himself, "Yes, I will return it to you!"

After finishing speaking, he clenched his hands vigorously, a black flame completely wrapped the spear, and then aimed at Zhu Xuanfu's direction and threw it suddenly.

The spear instantly turned into a black shadow and shot at Zhu Xuanfu at a faster speed than when it came.

Zhu Xuanfu was startled, and hurriedly tried to control the spear to stop, but he didn't know if it was because of the black flames on the spear, the spear was out of control at all.

In desperation, Zhu Xuanfu had no choice but to move to the side to avoid the position of the gun tip. At the same time, his hands were wrapped with Spirit Power, and he grasped the barrel of the long gun that was about to shoot backward.

Ye Zeyu, who saw all this scene in his eyes, moved his lips slightly, and spit out two words indifferently.

"madness!"

How can his magic flame be so easy to catch?

Sure enough, just as Zhu Xuanfu's palms held the gun body, the magic flame burned the Spirit Power in his hand.

With a scream of 'ah', Zhu Xuanfu subconsciously let go of his hand.

He opened his hand and saw that the flesh of his palm had been swallowed by the magic flame, exposing the white bones inside.

Not to mention this, let's talk about the long spear, after Zhu Xuanfu let go of it, he shot straight towards Murong Lei who was behind him.

Fortunately, the moment Zhu Xuanfu held the spear, he had already lost a lot of force. Murong Lei calmly raised the 'Ice Rain Sword', which was also a low-grade spiritual weapon, to meet the spear.

'Ding...', the tip of the sword just aligned with the tip of the spear.

Although the long spear stopped as he wished, the black flame wrapped around the spear body flowed towards the Frozen Rain Sword along the tip of the spear.

Murong Lei also noticed it, snorted coldly, poured Spirit Power into the spirit sword, and a cold air current instantly froze the spear and the black flame.

Then with a light shake of his hand, the ice cube attached to the spear was shattered, and the black flame dissipated along with the ice cube.

Under Zhu Xuanfu's grateful eyes, Murong Lei raised the tip of his sword lightly, and returned the spear to Zhu Xuanfu.

"Together?" Murong Lei looked at Yan Tianming and said softly.

"good!"

Yan Tianming would definitely not refuse, Ye Zeyu was too strong to do it alone.

After receiving the response, Murong Lei scratched his palm and wiped it on the sword. At the same time, he poured the Spirit Power into it like no money. After consuming the nine layers of Spirit Power on his body, his eyes became snow-white.

"It's snowing all over the sky, thousands of miles of ice, the secret art of ice - ice snake dance, forgive me!"

At the same time, the spirit sword in his hand slashed in the direction of Ye Zeyu, and ten ice snakes made of ice entangled with each other and devoured Ye Zeyu with their bloody mouths wide open.

For a moment, snowflakes floated out of thin air wherever the ice snake passed, and the temperature suddenly dropped to a freezing point. Some disciples who were closer to the bottom were also affected, and their movements became sluggish.

Yan Tianming on the other side was just the opposite, and it was much simpler.

I saw him holding a long knife. The whole body is wrapped in hot flames, just like the god of fire is alive.

"Fire Mysterious Art·Flame Dragon Fall, Slash!"

Following Yan Tianming's slash in the void, a ferocious fire dragon roared and rushed towards Ye Zeyu.

For a moment, one left and one right, one ice and one fire, dragon and snake, like two different worlds.

Ye Zeyu didn't dare to be careless, Spirit Power erupted, and the magic flames around him ignited again, continuously pouring towards the flame giant behind him.

The flame giant was nourished, and his originally bleak body became solid again. Following Ye Zeyu's thought, the flame giant jumped up, roaring and rushing towards the ice snake and fire dragon.

As for the disciples of the various sects who are always paying attention to the situation in midair, no one is a fool. Facing such a terrifying scene, how dare they stay below, they have already scattered and fled.

The moment the flame giant's body collided with the ice snake and fire dragon.

rumbling...

A huge explosion resounded through the sky.

Even if Murong Lei and the others in the center of the explosion propped up the Spirit Power cover, they were directly blown away by the explosion.

And some unlucky, curious, and relatively close disciples were directly annihilated by the torrent of the explosion, leaving no ashes.

But no one cared about the life and death of these disciples. Everyone's eyes were on the center of the explosion. However, because the power was too great and the dust was flying, it was unclear for a while.

The five of Yan Tianming gathered together, staring intently at the center of the smoke and dust.

In the explosion just now, Zhu Xuanfu, Yao Qingyuan, and Bai Shuzhao were not seriously injured, but Yan Tianming and Murong Lei suffered serious injuries because they consumed too much Spirit Power and because they were in the center of the explosion. .

At this time, both of them were in a bit of a panic, their clothes were in tatters, their bodies were covered with wounds, blood flowed out as if they didn't want money.

But at this time, they can't take care of so much, such a small injury can't kill them.

Yan Tianming gritted his teeth and said, "Dispel the smoke and dust, I always have a bad feeling."

Bai Shuzhao nodded, took a step forward, took out the King Yama fan, and swung it forward. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, and the smoke and dust were instantly emptied.

After seeing the center of the explosion clearly, the disciples who were watching from the side gasped involuntarily.

I saw that everything within a few miles was directly razed to the ground, only the bronze stone gate was still standing proudly, which was so eye-catching.

What a terrifying power this is! If you're in it...

Many disciples shuddered directly, not daring to imagine...

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