Bing Wushen is the highest-ranking son of the god in the Ice Dome Realm, the lord of the Ice Dome Realm, the first heir of the tribe master, with outstanding talents and strong combat power. He also has a great reputation among his peers.

He was one of the first sons of gods to come to the ancient world of Taichu. He came early and got more opportunities and luck, and retreat was common.

But Bing Wushen never expected that this time he had encountered such a thing in seclusion.

That was his Holy Emperor weapon. After a secret technique, that bastard Momantesla cut off his contact with him, and directly controlled it, and dealt with him in reverse.

This scene made him look extremely gloomy and he was crazy with anger.

In other words, Bing Liangren died, otherwise Bing Wushen would have wanted to beat him to death. Even if he died, he would want to whip the body. It would not be enough to vent his anger.

As Momantesla said, you are a genius in all worlds, but if you want to challenge the Holy Emperor, just find some ordinary Holy Emperors to find confidence. What should you do with the former? What are you looking for death?

"Damn it!"

Bing Wu vomited blood in a daze, but looking at the thousands of Xuanbing weapons shot from the sky, he had to turn his hands and take out his Holy Emperor-level holy weapon spear to fight against the lantern that originally belonged to him.

Here we can see that the wealth and power of all worlds are great. A son of god possesses two holy emperor weapons. Maybe there are still those that have not been taken out or exposed, or those that have not been exposed.

Unfortunately, although Bing Wushen also has a long spear holy weapon, it is not as good as the ice sculpture lantern. The ice sculpture lantern is a top-level holy emperor weapon, very close to the level of a divine weapon, and has a hint of divine charm.

boom!

The world was boiling and exploded.

The void was shattering inch by inch, and the distant world was shaking violently like a painting scroll. Blood and snow light intertwined all over the sky. The holy power surged, and the impact continued, shocking countless creatures.

Bing Wushen took action with anger. The combat power burst out was terrifying, shocking, holding a gun like a stick, sweeping across the curtain, and sweeping a piece of weapons, all of which were broken into ice chips, and the roar was endless.

A storm of black ice weapons was crushed and a large area of ​​airspace was cleared. Bing Wushen's body was erected, and the ice and snow spear pierced into a hole, sharp and peerless, bursting into sharp snow. The gun body was like a capped mountain range, sweeping across the sky and destroying the earth.

Ye Fan gently patted the ice sculpture lantern, crystal clear, and the small and exquisite lanterns suddenly rotated, sweeping out sharp snow lights, like an unparalleled holy sword in the world, too dazzling and sharp, splitting the sky, breaking the stars, and snow light penetrated the starry sky.

Dangdangdang...

The loud noises were endless, and the momentum was surging. Each loud noise was like a loud bell, which went straight into the depths of the soul, and the souls of the shock were about to split open, which was so terrifying.

A fierce war broke out, and the world was boiling, like millions of volcanoes erupting together, magma buried the stars and the moon, flooding the galaxy. It was so terrible, and the scene seemed to destroy the world.

At the scene, in the Xuanshen Realm, countless creatures were dazzled by the fierce battle. This was a Holy Emperor level battle, and it was not an ordinary Holy Emperor, but a top Holy Emperor.

This kind of war is too terrible and too precious, and it is worth collecting it for life. Every strike and every move is worthy of deep study and learning, which contains the martial arts and mystery of the two great sage emperors.

"What a wonderful battle. I have heard that Bing Wushen has a strong combat power. After entering the ancient world of Taichu, he should be stronger."

"What kind of monster is Momantesla? He has only become the Holy Emperor for a hundred years, right? He can actually compete with Bing Wushen."

"Not necessarily, the holy weapon he used originally belonged to Bing Wushen. Bing Wushen lost his handy holy weapon, and Momantesla was helped. As soon as he went, the gap was huge."

"Can you still calculate this? So what if Momantesla controls the holy weapon of Bing Wushen? After all, it is not his own, and the secret is not consistent. It is hard to say how much power it can be used. Moreover, Momantesla has not used his trump card, and his holy blood beads are useless."

...

Countless creatures watched the battle through the images of the Sky Eye Clan's turn, and the discussion was very enthusiastic. Such a fierce battle of the Holy Emperor level was rare in the entire starry sky.

If it weren't for the existence of the Xuanshen Realm, most creatures would never see it once in their lifetime, but now they can see it with full view.

Hundreds of rounds passed in a flash, and Ye Fan and Bing Wushen fought fiercely. The stars outside the sky were shaking and trembling with the impact of the aura bursting out from the great world. The two fought to the point of equality, but they did not decide the outcome for the time being.

"So what if you get my holy weapon? Can you exert 50% of your power? Death!"

Bing Wushen's eyes were as cold as the mysterious ice, and his eyes were filled with violent and violent wind and snow. The sky was covered with snow and ice, white, filled with strange aura of death.

"I can sell it if I can't use it."

Ye Fan chuckled and said, turning his hands around as he spoke, putting away the lantern.

"court death!"

Bing Wushen was furious, his head was covered with black hair, and his whole body was shrouded in the gorgeous and vigorous divine light. The dazzling snow light illuminated the sky.

boom!

Behind Bing Wushen, the snow light burst out, as if the coldness of the world was about to freeze the world was rolling. A snow-colored scroll spread out and turned into a snowy world.

Above the sky, the ice clouds stretched for billions of miles, like a mysterious ice continent. Under your feet was an endless and vast ice continent. Bing Wushen stood proudly, sitting on the throne of ice, frosty clothes, and his eyes were so cold.

"Snow of Death!"

Bing Wushen shouted.

In an instant, endless cold air rose up like a mountain torrent, the river rushing, the water breaking the dike roared, frozen and broken the void, spreading out overwhelmingly, with a huge momentum.

The holy realm and the holy throne were shaking together, and the rolling cold air was heavy, and the snow light was floating like a train of thought, mysterious and terrifying aura of destroying the world.

The consequences of a Saint Emperor taking all his strength were terrifying. The whole world was shaking wildly, and the terrifying aura overflowed from the sky, and suddenly frozen a meteorite into ice lumps, and then shattered into powder inch by inch.

The four saint kings under Ye Fan quickly sacrificed the holy king weapon to protect himself and Ye Xiaoxi. Among the group of creatures in the world opposite, in addition to Bing Liangren, the top saint king, there are three saint kings, who also took action to protect themselves at this moment.

Even so, the Holy King's weapon trembled, as if it would crack at any time, making people frightened, and this was still a result of being far away.

"Sanctuary?"

Ye Fan glanced at Bing Wushen’s holy realm indifferently, without any solemnity, and looked surprised.

Although this holy realm is powerful, Ye Fan is sure that if he condensed the ice-type holy realm, with his own ice-type mystery, the holy realm condensed will never be worse than Bing Wushen, and it may be possible to directly crush it.

boom!

The universe shattered, and the boundless ocean boiled directly, evaporating endless white mist, and evaporating large pieces in the blink of an eye, but more sea water surged, causing huge waves.

Bang bang bang...

A yellow light flashed, and a strange and confusing scroll unfolded. In it, pieces of yellow mud flew out, like a continuous shooting of beads, rushing towards Bing Wushen one by one.

The collision of the holy realm was extremely fierce, as if two ancient prehistoric worlds were impacting. The scene was terrifying, the earth was overturned, and the sun was shaking. Bing Wushen's holy realm was hit by Huang Nituozi and made a loud noise, trembling violently.

Immediately afterwards, under countless shocking gazes, only ten yellow mud pieces were knocked out, and the most powerful means and confidence of a holy creature was broken. Bing Wushen's body shook violently, widened his eyes, his face was full of horror, and he opened his mouth and spurted out blood.

However, Huang Nituozi did not stop, but continued to rush towards him.

Bing Wushen's mind was trembling. He had already experienced the horror of this strange holy land. He did not dare to underestimate it. He hurriedly raised his gun and stabbed a galaxy, stabbing a brilliant starry sky, and the secret of invincible mysterious ice was spread, and the ten directions of heaven and earth collapsed.

As a result, his Holy Emperor weapon broke directly, like a fragile gun body carved from ice, making him stare at it.

Dong!

The muffled sound came, Bing Wushen's body was cracked, and half of his body was knocked into flesh mud, and a miserable howling sounded across the clouds and the sea.

laugh!

Karakela...

Without hesitation, Ye Fan raised his hand to shoot out the ice sculpture lantern, releasing pieces of cold air, and frozen Bing Wushen, who had no power of resistance, then raised his hand to imprint thousands of symbols, carved a series of patterns, and sealed them.

It was too fast, Bing Wushen was defeated too quickly, which made people unable to react. Ye Fan's movements were also incredibly fast. His set of movements were flowing without any stagnation, and his skillfulness was impeccable, which made many people secretly surprised and speechless.

Ye Fan was satisfied and put away the ice lump.

The reason why he didn't kill Bing Wushen was because just now, the Ice Void Realm contacted him very quickly and accurately and asked him to let him go. The price was easy to negotiate. Therefore, Ye Fan naturally couldn't bear to kill him. He was short of money now.

As soon as he took down Bing Wushen, Ye Fan's eyes swept away the group of creatures in all worlds who were looking for trouble. He was about to leave, but at this moment, the heaven and earth trembled, and the stars were unstable, like a broken lamp, swaying weakly in the weak wind, as if they could be extinguished at any time.

Holy Emperor!

It's the Holy Emperor again!

Moreover, it is not one or two.

Soon, six figures appeared in the sky, with some beasts and even foreign races, with a majestic and vast aura, deep as the abyss of eternal night.

The six holy emperors appeared at the same time, causing the creatures here to tremble in their bodies and minds, and their souls to break out of their bodies. Some of them did not have enough strength and willpower and fainted directly.

"I'm so brave. I've become a mouse crossing the street. If I don't hide it well, I'll just be like a turtle with a head-reducing one. I dare to be so high-profile. This is not the Xuanshen Realm... You're the way to die."

Among these six holy emperors, a young man in golden clothes looked cold and said with disdain and disgust.

Ye Fan heard this, but he did not look angry or calm. Instead, the divine light in his eyes was particularly dazzling, and it was sparkling, like a primordial crystal flashing.

Many creatures were still surprised, and only heard Ye Fan say to himself: "Okay, okay, six more treasures are coming, and I'm sending it now."

When countless creatures heard this, they were stunned, and then looked strange. They thought of Ye Fan's actions of sealing Bing Wushen just now, and then they realized: The reason why Momantesla did not kill Bing Wushen was because the Ice World had traded with him and wanted to buy the Son of God back?

Then, these six holy emperors...

Thinking of this, many creatures were full of collapse. These are the six holy emperors. In the eyes of this bastard Momantesla, he is actually a treasure that can be traded and made money?

The six Holy Emperors also had similar reactions. They were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted, and immediately became furious, with a gloomy face or a gray face, and a surging murderous intent.

"A lone warrior who has no boundaries and no race, and a ants, dares to be so arrogant. You will die today!"
Chapter completed!