"court death!"

The eighth elder roared and discharged his red palm quickly.

"Fire Divine Palm!"

A terrifying breath of fire rose into the sky, and a terrifying heat wave swept across all directions. Two large red palm prints dyed the entire sky red.

He slapped Lin Xuan hard.

At this moment, it was as if the god of fire had descended, extremely powerful.

Buzz!

Lin Xuan snorted coldly, ice surged around his body, and suddenly a blue fist shot straight into the sky.

The terrifying ice breath was so cold that the entire spiritual platform formed a layer of frost in an instant.

Even the surrounding warriors were covered with a layer of blue ice slag.

"What a terrible ice breath!"

"I wonder who will win?"

"Are you kidding? The Eighth Elder is very powerful! How can you deal with a six-star king?"

The Eighth Elder also sneered disdainfully. He had long known that Lin Xuan was an ice warrior, so he immediately sneered.

"Boy, you are as cold as ice, and you still want to compare with me?"
Chapter completed!