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Chapter 1390: Flame Region, Cold Country

Compared with the sect monks who arrived here from all over the Taixuan land, the Daxia soldiers arranged on the Tiandi City Wall were undoubtedly more adaptable to the infinite power and dazzling light burst out from the scorching sun, because there was also a joint magical power in the Dharma cultivation army that destroyed the world and fell from the fiery sun.

Between the heavens and earth, the Nine Heavens Divine Sun is the ultimate of yang, providing light for the entire creature, and its power is naturally infinite. Therefore, on this battlefield in Shura Realm, even if the dazzling light produced by the heavy punch of the Southern Heavenly King Xiliu and the Pengmu Battle Shield have gradually dissipated, the hot breath that burns all things is still pouring out.

The hot breath almost boiled the air in the entire void, forming an extremely blurred and distorted state. Then more and more eyes saw through the twisted void, and saw clearly the state of the two at this time. Then their eyes shrank fiercely and they blurted out with a scream.

The sky where the two of them were slamming each other directly tore a huge space black hole, releasing a fierce devouring force outwards. At the same time, the power of the extraterrestrial void was constantly emitting creepy fluctuations outwards.

At one end of the swallowing black hole, the southern king Xiliu's slender body stood proudly, and a layer of rich golden flames burned from the king's robe surrounded by runes, but a scarlet spear surrounded by war energy was inserted on Xiliu's shoulders.

It was Peng Mu's violently thrown out the God of War!

"The Holy Court's Southern Heavenly King was actually stabbed directly by a spear. This human creature on the Immortal Island is really terrifying!"

The murmur came from the mouths of the monks on the warship below, and then the people looked at Peng Mu on the other side and continued to take a breath of cold air.

The robe of the Heavenly Army was flying in the void, and the God of War Aura Light spread outward. Peng Mu continued to hold the battle shield in front of him, leaning forward, and his slightly bent right knee indicate that he had just used the armor shield magic power to resist a violent and violent magic power.

However, the layman watches the excitement and the experts look at the tricks. The rich blood and violent and boiling energy that still linger on Peng Mu's body prove that just now, Peng Mu, was also in danger of life and death.

"It's really weird, why can you, who haven't really stepped on that bridge, resist this punch?"

A voice of extreme confusion came from the mouth of the Southern Heavenly King Xiliu. Then he stretched out his left hand, held the God of War Spike that was deeply penetrated from his right shoulder, pulled it outward, and pulled it out of the blood spear itself.

The golden lava-like blood flowed out, but there was no strange look on the face of the Southern Heavenly King Xizhe throughout the process, as if it was not his body that was injured.

Then the burning golden flame of the sun continued to burst out from the former body, rushing to drill into the wound pierced by the spear in Xiliu, and began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a few breaths, Peng Mu, who was also standing in the void in the air, stood up straight, held up the war shield in his hand, and continued to open his hand and pulled out another God of War Spear from the void. At the same time, the other two laws surrounding his burly body became more intense.

That was the boiling battlefield evil spirit and the extremely strong blood power!

As soon as these two vast laws came out, the Southern Heavenly King Xiliu seemed to have discovered something on the other side. His frown gradually stretched out, his red lips opened slightly, and his voice continued to be heard:

"There are two other mysterious laws entangled in your body. No wonder you can retreat under my fist. It turns out that you have the power to gain power."

After the words were finished, the right hand of the God of War Spear held by the Southern Heavenly King Xiliu suddenly exerted force, and the more violent flame of the sun burst on his right hand, and even the entire blood spear gradually began to melt. In the next breath, the former's increasingly cold voice resounded throughout the night sky on the battlefield:

"But next time, you won't be so lucky, because no matter how many buffing powers you have, I can bombard it!"

After speaking, the spear of the God of War in the hands of the Holy Court's Southern Heavenly King was completely crushed. Then Xiliu directly raised the treasure of the Five Fires and Seven Feather Fan in his hand and slapped Peng Mu in front of him!

The power of the Holy Court Nan Tianwang is undoubtedly. Whether it is the initial spiritual summoning of the Great Sun creatures or the powerful close-up fighting power just now, it all demonstrates its extremely omnipotent combat ability. However, in terms of its strongest means, it still uses the Supreme Sun magic power together with the Supreme Treasure Five Fire Seven Feather Fan.

"Five fires all come out of seven feathers, and Suiren first comes out of Bingliying!"

The cold sound continued to come from Xiliu's mouth, and then in the void, the five fires of the treasure fan once again came to the world. The five fires at this time were completely different from those that were to be displayed in the holy court in the past five days.

The five-color original flames that blasted out from the treasure fan just came out, and the newly healed void around it made a crackling sound because it could not bear it.

In the next breath, the original fire of the five-color red, blue, and chaotic five-colored chaotic gathered directly inward, forming a storm of flames rolling forward. At the same time, within the storm, the singing of seven great sun god birds pierced through the void and resounded in everyone's ears.

The Southern Heavenly King Xiliu, who had been shot out of true fire, did not take action, and the ultimate fire storm that destroyed the world with one move!

"The Dharma Cultivation Army, the magical powers are frozen in the void, release it!"

Faced with the violent magical powers sweeping over the southern king Xiliu, Wang Jing, who was on the general platform, showed an extremely solemn expression on his face, and opened his mouth to issue attack orders to the array of Dharma cultivators below.

The execution ability of the Daxia soldiers is an excellent quality that is directly engraved into their bones. Therefore, after only two short breaths, in the frost cold country surrounded by countless cold mists above the Fortress of Heaven and Earth, countless mists began to gather rapidly inward, directly condensing into a huge dragon head of a frost dragon.

Then the frost dragon looked up to the sky and let out a dragon roar that shook the sky and the earth, and directly spit forward a blue-black frost breath that spanned the entire void without any drag!

At the same time, the extreme cold suddenly fell with the breath of frost. The extremely violent cold air directly frozen the void along the way. Whether it was the air or the evil energy, it solidified into ice. From a distance, it looked like a huge tentacle that continued to extend forward.

The battlefield of Shura Realm was once again completely divided by the two opposing original attributes of heat and cold. Then the flame storm and the frozen breath were bombarded to one place without any fancy, and the Beihai sky curtain was torn open from the middle like a fragile piece of paper.

"The sky in the North Sea has cracked again!"

A horrifying voice came from the monks who witnessed all this, which was really hard for them to imagine. How could this originally extremely strong void in Taixuan Land become so fragile?

"Crack!"

Under the deafening sound of shattering, a dark crack completely divided the entire Shura Realm battlefield from top to bottom.
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