Chapter 595

The ghost lamp was blazing, his hands were on the ground, and after climbing up from the ground, the face under the mask had become twisted because of anger.

"You son of a bitch, do you think that's all I have to do?" "I'll let you have a look at it," roared the ghost lamp

The lantern blared and roared wildly, with a trace of hysterical feeling.

Long hair danced in the wind.

Ye Xuan is constantly running forward, but at this time, he can't help but stop.

The force of terror reappeared, coming from all directions, covering all fields, covering a large area above the ice valley.

The magic treasure with the light of the ghost lamp finally came out and was no longer hidden.

It's an oil lamp!

It looks very ordinary. The bronze base is not carved. If it is placed on the table of an ordinary family, it will not feel any violation. However, ye Xuan knows that the oil lamp is not ordinary.

Half of the ability to light the ghost lamp depends on the oil lamp. Moreover, the feeling that the lamp sends out is really terrible.

"Kill you, kill you!" The ghost lamp blared and roared: "blood domain corpse sea!"

Around the ghost fire has not dissipated, and at this moment, the ghost fire as if thrown into the oil barrel in general, was completely detonated.

It's not a bunch of flames anymore, it's

A sea of fire!

Those green ghost fire group crazy skyrocketed, continuous into a piece, into a green sea of fire, will cover all around, the fire wall rises from the ground, enough 50 to 60 meters, rise and rise.

In the green and secluded sea of fire, countless bodies appeared, one by one, lying there in disorder.

It seems that this place has become an archaic battlefield. After a great war, the noise is quiet and everything is silent. Only the corpses are all over the place, and everything is dead.

The treasure of heaven!

Before the attack came, ye Xuan was determined that the oil lamp was absolutely a treasure of the heavenly order. You can feel it only by looking at the terrible power. Although Ye Xuan stood still in the green sea of fire.

But look at the friars outside, they are not in the sea of fire, and even the target of the lamp is not them, but just feel the momentum of the oil lamp, many monks have already shivered.

Some weak practitioners feel the power of stillness at the moment, even kneel down on the ground with their heads in their arms, whining constantly, and there is blood flowing out of their eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

"But..." Ye Xuan sneered and said, "Tianjie Qibao is Tianjie Qibao, but you don't have it when you are a little master?"

Ye Xuan raised the lacquer night light snow again as he spoke. His water attribute aura surged wildly, and even turned into a spirit column and rushed into the sky.

Along with Ye Xuan's continuous infusion of water attribute aura, the lacquer night shining on the snow is also shining silver light.

The next moment, the sky whirling frost, as if suddenly pressed down a piece.

Three dances

Nine you cold!

Boom, boom, boom!

The huge roar sound continuously rings, a huge icicle rises from the ground, crisscross and crisscross, the cold air-conditioning of the forest appears, toward the surrounding crazy floating.

There was a mist around, a silvery frost.

The next moment, those green and secluded flames rolled from all directions and hit the icicles around.

Boom, boom, boom!

The sound of collision sounds continuously, the flame and icicle entangle together, push each other, collide.

The side of the ice Valley cliff, unable to bear the terror of the impact, suddenly collapsed, and countless gravel began to collapse toward the bottom.

He could not imagine how a little ghost could be so strong and possess such a terrible treasure that he could defend himself.

But at this time

Click!

After the continuous collision, on those icicles, finally came the sound of breaking, and constantly split a gap.

The ghost lamp was blazing, and he burst into laughter. He looked at Ye Xuan and said, "you can't do it, little cheap species."

Ye Xuan grinned: "a man can't say no, oh, no, you're old. You can't be tough. I'm just trying to make a difference."

Boom, boom, boom!

When ye Xuan was playing with the ghost lamp, the icicles had been completely broken, and then turned into countless huge pieces of ice, which collapsed downward.

But, as ye Xuan said, lacquer night Shine on snow just started!

Suddenly, like the sea, the fury, like the sea burst, more violent, and push.

Almost in an instant, the sea of fire, which was still extremely violent, was suppressed by the rolling frost. Even, it was directly put out, dispersed, and turned into a scattered flame again.Under the mask, the ghost lamp was blaring, and was extremely frightened. Even before he could make any response, he saw the cold wave rushing towards him crazily.

"No..."

The lamp was blaring and crying out.

The next moment, the cold wave from the side of the lamp light Ming crazy pass.

Click, click!

The sound of ice is constantly ringing, and the silvery frost appears from the ankle where the ghost lamp is blaring, and then it spreads continuously. Soon, it covers the body of the lantern. Just in the blink of an eye, the light whistle of the ghost lamp turns into an ice sculpture.

Ye Xuan came to the side of the lantern, sneered, raised Yongzhen snow field, and smashed it down.

With a clap, the ice sculpture was smashed, and the ghost lamp's body was accompanied by the solid ice, which split into pieces in an instant.

Ye Xuan bent down to pick up the cloth bag that the ghost lamp was blazing softly, and then reached out his hand to hold it. The oil lamp floating in the air fell down and was taken in his hand by Ye Xuan.

"All right." Ye Xuan looked around and said, "it's your turn."

The monks around him were already aware of retreat.

Ye Xuan killed the ghost lamp and blared!

The ghost lamp was blazing, but he was a famous assassin in Qingyi building. Moreover, he was also a terrible name. Now, he died in the hands of Ye Xuan.

The friars around did not want to force the enemy, nor did they dare to do so. However, ye Xuan did not intend to let go of each other.

Since you dare to rob and kill, you must be prepared to be killed. Moreover, even if one of the people here let go, you may attract more difficult opponents. Kindness at the moment is your own life telling charm.

As a result, with Ye Xuan waving the snow on the lacquer night, the cold wave surged forward again.

Yelling, roaring, constantly ringing.

And then

The cold wave passed, leaving ice sculptures all over the ground.

The magic treasure of the heavenly order is not blown out. The snow on the lacquer night has already become powerful. Are these people able to resist it casually.

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