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Boom, the icy water vapor quickly spread along the sand, making all the quicksand frozen and consolidated by ice and snow.

The matchless son didn't pay attention to the red haired angel who was still pulling the chain. Instead, he walked slowly towards the golden haired figure, whose snow was howling, cold and piercing.

Hum, the long sword chanted, and the sharp edge of the sword stabbed at Hongling's eyebrows, and its Blazing Sword meaning even began to melt the ice and snow around. It was extremely powerful.

Looking up at the sword, Hong Ling reached out to catch the wind and snow. He captured a stream of water vapor with a pneumatic machine, quickly condensed it into an ice cone, and made a quick stab forward.

Bang, the ice cone and the cross sword attack each other, and in an instant, it directly destroys the artifact of Daojing, which makes the Golden Angel with the sword look terrible.

Before he could retreat, the ice cone that broke the long sword had already come into view, and his eyebrows were filled with a hissing sound, which made him freeze in place.

The golden haired angel was frozen by the cold and hard ice, which made him open his mouth but couldn't cry out.

When all the blood and consciousness are frozen, only the ice sculptures standing on the sand are shining with cold light, and there is still dense fog on it.

Hongling ignored the ice sculpture, turned to let go of the ice cone and walked towards the friar of the court that day. The snow was still rolling around her.

"What a tough guy. He hit Jill with one blow. Why didn't he mention it in the intelligence?"

The white haired Angel looked at the ice sculpture with a dignified face, trying to wait for her companion to break through the ice, but as time went by, Jill did not have the tendency to break the ice.

"Heath, something is wrong. With Jill's strength, even if he is killed, he can be reborn quickly. But why can't he even break a small ice sculpture?"

The brown haired Angel looked at Hong Ling coming towards him with a dignified look on his face. His eyes were full of fear. He began to gather a powerful force of light. The white marks of heaven around him were burning with blazing flame.

"Be careful, al. This man is different from the trash in the sky. He's a powerful monster!"

Heath, the white haired angel, took a deep breath and turned to gather a gold shield in his left hand. He blocked it in front of him, and shot out with his sword and brown haired angel at the same time.

Only when the two angels plunder into the void, the human beings have burst out a powerful array to the extreme at the same time, which makes countless dense Tiandao marks interweave rapidly on the sand, making their breath suddenly step into the nirvana.

Under the sky Hung's powerful will, the sky will blow up.

"It's amazing that the combined attack skill can raise the power of the two realms by one level when using the array."

The matchless son looked at the white array which included himself. He looked at the mark of heaven that began to entangle his ankle curiously. His eyes showed a clear color.

Hiss, the brown haired Angel al suddenly passed over the array, and his cross sword in his hand actually danced bright sword flowers in the void, which made the void vibrate endlessly.

At this time, all the sword Qi burning with white flame is just like a meteor shower on a midsummer night, falling towards Hongling, making the gravel around it melt into red magma by the hot temperature.

"Troublemaker, I hate you a little bit!"

The matchless son in white raised his hand slightly and locked his pupils in an instant. The cold air from his whole body directly elongated countless snowflakes and turned them into countless sharp ice cones.

Seeing the light falling all over the sky, his white knuckles slowly fit together. With a click, his fingers quickly rubbed and gave birth to a crisp ring finger, which made the ice cones of the whole world burst out.

With a roar, the ice cones and sword Qi hit each other at the same time, making the whole world suddenly burst out a terrible law tide, in which ice and fire are constantly intertwined.

Hong Ling just put down his arm, and his eyes had caught the cross sword, which made him frown.

"Well, at least it's a Huadao realm. I'll let you die with dignity."

With a slight sigh, Hong Ling communicated with her mind the plane and kingdom in the sea of God, and then pointed out to al.

"It's said that the masters of the East like to hold on airs. They often subdue friars who are weaker than themselves with their powerful strength. They also falsely claim that they are morally obedient. I didn't expect you, this guy, to behave like this too!"

Seeing Hong Ling's advice, the brown haired al did not retreat, but wrapped up more powerful forces and doubled his own speed.

This arrogant blazing Angel intends to teach the young Oriental friar a lesson today so that he will not be disgusted.

Bang, the sharp cross sword just touched the white fingertip. The tip of the sword began to break, and even the spirit of the sword was crying.

"Al, back off!"

Seeing that Al's Cross sword was broken, the white haired heath quickly flashed his body. The Golden Shield in his left hand was also in front of the brown haired angel, intending to block the sharp finger.Boom, the gold shield directly exploded, and the fragments were constantly shooting around, making heath look terrible.

The hard and incomparable shield of huadaojing, with the blessing of two overlapping heaven Dao arrays, has already possessed the terror defense power of Nirvana realm, but can't even block a finger of the white friar?

"Heath, Al, back off!"

The two angels were frozen in the air, and the red haired angel's drinking came from his ears.

Hiss, Hongling's fingers, which are pregnant with cold water vapor, suddenly come into view. The terrifying power it radiates makes them fall into the ice cave.

"Al, go!"

Heath quickly took the cross sword in his right hand and stabbed it toward Hong Ling's finger. His left hand, which had lost his golden shield, slapped Al on the chest of the brown haired Angel Al and made it retreat towards the rear.

There was a crack in the metal sword.

When the sword broke with a bang, Hong Ling's fingers also touched Heath's chest, protruding from the spine behind him.

With the blessing of the secret Dharma, heath, the angel of Nirvana, suddenly began to fade away from the wounds on his chest, and finally turned into a flash of crystal ice and snow debris.

"Heath..."

Al shrieked, obviously angry at the annihilation of his companion. It was not a short-term death, but a complete farewell. Even the terror recovery ability of Huadao could not make him revive.

"Why is it so pathetic? You will soon be reunited, are you not goodbye?"

The warm voice of Hong Ling in his ear made al's body shake. He looked at the white palm on his shoulder, and the whole person trembled slightly.

"How did he manage to avoid the blockade of my divinity and appear directly behind me!"

The palm on his shoulder was like the cold bone claw of death. The chill sent out by the palm almost froze his tenacious consciousness as an angel.

There is no doubt that the power of the ghost like monk in the East is superior to their four Blazing Angels. But why can this man wipe out heath and let this powerful man of the way of heaven fall.

"Do you feel cold?"

Hung Ling tilted her head and looked at al in disbelief. Her face was no longer cold in the eyes of this blazing angel, but with a monster like monster.

Hiss, a burst of burnt smoke suddenly fell into the tip of his nose, which made al's brown hair tremble, and immediately saw his shoulders which were constantly deteriorating.

The scarlet blood fire, which had unconsciously replaced the previous cold vapor, was spreading from the burn marks on his shoulders towards al's whole body, making him unable to help but roar.

"Ah..."

The shrill voice was full of fear and unwillingness. Aer was like the roar of a spider before he died. Hongling couldn't help frowning.

"I'm sorry to remind you kindly that my erosive fire has no temperature, and when it burns any living creature, it will not cause any discomfort. The flame is actually very kind. Isn't it a little too artificial for you to scream like this?"

"Well?"

Aer came back to his senses. The scarlet flame had covered his face, making his sight completely submerged by blood, and his white skin was slowly peeling off, and the whole man was finally completely reduced to ashes.

"How can this be possible, how powerful the ice, snow and fire are to suppress the blazing Anglican fire of heath and Al

The flaming angel with red hair still drags the noose that locks the friar of heaven. The cross sword in his hand is slowly melting, and then condenses into a spear full of gold.

The red haired Angel drags the friar of heaven and points his spear to the frozen Golden Angel Jill's ice sculpture.

As soon as the sound of the cross sound of gold and iron, which makes people's teeth sour, a bright spark flashes from the intersection of the gold gun tip and the ice sculpture, making the red haired Angel look cold.

The friar of heaven, who was dragged by him, left a wet bloodstain in the sand, which made Hongling frown slightly.

Before the red haired angel came back to God, he had already grasped a sharp fragment of ice in the air and flicked it.

Bang, the flame lasso that locked the friar of heaven was instantly broken by the ice and snow debris, which made the figure of the strong man of Huadao flash, and the man appeared behind Hong Ling, looking at him with gratitude.

"Lord Hongling, be careful. The red haired orvey is the strongest among the four Blazing Angels."

Even though his injuries almost made him faint, the friar of Tianting, who transformed the Taoist realm, held on and gave Hong Ling a kind reminder.

"Thank you for reminding me. I will be careful. You can recover from the injury first."With a finger pointing at the man's brow, Hong Ling destroyed the looting power belonging to the four hot angels in the Tianting Friar's body with a ray of disaster, making him tremble and quickly close his eyes and breath.

"Very powerful Eastern friar, as you have heard, my name is orvey. So, what is your identity, your excellency, who is known as Lord Hongling?"

Orvey, the red haired angel, looked at Hong Ling quietly. He did not succumb to the powerful power he had shown before. The blazing angel's fire was still burning fiercely all over his body, making the void ablated by the white light and creating numerous ripples.

"Fengdu tenth Yanjun's apprentice, Hongling, met Lord ovei!"

Slightly owe the body, Hong Ling gentle smile, its elegant gentleman demeanor, so that the face of orvey a cold.

"How can I break Gil's ice sculpture?"

Aowei looks at Hong Ling in disbelief, and fiercely stabs out the golden spear burning with white flame again. With a bang, the ice sculpture and Jill frozen inside are suddenly smashed into pieces. This makes the breath of angel with golden hair disappear completely in his divine sense.

"As you can see, I think there is already an answer to this question, isn't it?"

The matchless son bent down and held out a handful of fine quicksand. He didn't seem to take the angry orvey to heart.

"Should I kill you here and then slaughter all the other friars in Fengdu?"

Orvey, the red haired angel, was furious at the moment. Looking at Hongling's eyes, he was full of crazy killing intention. The gold spear in his hand also had dark red blood lines emerging.

"No, no, no, this is not what you should do. The most important thing for you at present is to think about how you can escape!"

With a smile, Hong Ling suddenly opened her hand and gently breathed.

Whew, the warm breath blows up the fine quicksand, which makes a haze dust storm suddenly set up between the heaven and the earth. This startles the face of Ovi, who just sensed these strange images, and immediately shoots away in the distance.

"It's a pity that another angel will die, alas!"

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