Lu Dao and Qu Yu, each retreating from Zitai, was agreed, and the second round of the battle in the future will stop here. When Wang Hao and Ning Fan are injured, they will start again. .

The two quit Zitai, leaving only Ning Fan and Wang Hao on the field.

The ratio of one stroke...but this trick must be the strongest blow.

Fingertips purple gold wind smoke, slowly dissipated, looking at Wang Hao two kinds of cold, ancient wells without waves.

"Lubei, the ratio of one move, first I attack you, and secondly... you attack me!"

"can!"

What Wang Hao thinks is the advantage of the first hand, while Ning Fan is thinking about how to give Wang Hao a fatal blow.

It seems that the attack is a loss, but there is a benefit to the attack. That is, when Wang Hao is exhausted, he does not hesitate to push the wind and smoke.

Take a medicinal herb, adjust the body's injury, Ning Fan five fingers into the claws, grab the earth, and display the spirit of the soul, the momentum is climbing.

Although this technique has been used for the second time in front of everyone, its mystery is still to make everyone sigh and let Wang Hao’s eyes sink.

"People's favor! This will admit that you are a strong, but you do not understand after all, the difference between the ants of the lower bound and the true spirits of the upper bound, what is the difference between the gaps! Like Zou Teng, it is given to Cang Lanbing, like Wang, Even more than two kinds of five cold, cold mark, this trick, you will die!"

Wang Hao no longer said a lot, the cold palms of the palms suddenly pressed in one place, the intense cold, turned into the sound of silk ice, spread to the surrounding. On the other hand, at this moment, the ice-colored moon shadow is reflected, and the night is again coming to the night.

The night of the night, is a bedding, paving, is the moon of the ice!

"The ice wheel..."

The voice of no sadness and no joy came from Wang Shukou. He seemed to have changed a person, his tone was extremely steady, and the two colds were merged by his strange means, turning into a blizzard filled with purple ice particles, and the sky and the earth were all in one place. Was shrouded in a snowstorm.

On the night of the night, an ice moon slowly emerges, and that a crescent moon is gradually being filled into a complete moon by the cold air. In the midst of the moon, it seems that suddenly an eyeball is born, sharp and lonely.

At the moment when the eyes of the ice moon emerged, the sky was frozen and the clouds were frozen. At the moment of the change of the king, a purple ice halo circled around the moon.

"Ice wheel, first turn! Second turn! Third turn!"

After only three turns, the original eyes of the ice moon, a sharp frosty gaze shot, like a cold ice fishing net, when the head fell, but where the cage is covered in the fishing net, all the space is frozen, the soul is frozen, this ice silk fishing net Passed out of Sensen's enthusiasm, and the level of the top of the magic.

After three turns, it is the grade of the top grade, and this hit, because there are two kinds of day frost cold gas help, the power is closer to the peak of the grade!

"With the moon as the frost, the night as the cold, we are the Yi people, burying in the sky! Rebel, the funeral soul!"

In the eyes of Wang Shuo, the ice is shining, and the long screams start, vacating one finger and pointing to Ning Fan.

The huge ice silk fishing net immediately sprinkled to Ning Fan, vowing to put Ning Fan this small fish in the net.

Under this surgery, Ning Fan's heart raised a sense of great crisis, but his right hand is still brewing purple gold sand. The left hand and the finger, the overwhelming gray fire sea, has been unable to imagine the speed of the sky, turned into nine gray fire dragons.

"burn!"

Nine fire dragons rushed to the net of ice silk. Eight gray fire dragons were frozen and extinguished. Only the last one, the dragonfly hit the fishing net and burned a net of ice silk.

And exhausted the final firepower, along the hole, burned a huge gap.

Ning Fan shakes the purple wing and rises to the sky. The range of fishing nets has not been frozen since the gap.

The fishing net is extremely fast, but Ning Fan is idling, faster!

"Impossible! Why do you sprint so fast in the early days of your district? But if you think that you will escape the ice net, you will be wrong. Under the moonlight, it is a fishing net!"

I avoided a blow, but Ning Fan changed his face, because under the cover of the moonlight, his body began to freeze.

The ice silk net is just a bait. The real attack method is the moonlight of the ice moon.

"broken!"

With the sneer of Wang Hao, the cold moon collapsed and turned into a line of moonlight, like a silkworm cocoon, winding a circle of Ning Fan.

The hail is getting bigger and bigger, without increasing the hundred feet, and the coldness of the dragonfly is doubled. When the hail is entangled to nine hundred feet, the cold force is enough to freeze the later period of the ordinary god!

"dead!"

Wang Hao’s eyes were cold, and the fingers changed, the hailstorms, the ice force blew, and the void shattered!

Only one moment, under the ice force, the whole Luoyundu County, turned into an ice city.

At the center of the ice explosion, a group of ink shadows were blown up and disappeared.

"Lubei, dead!"

Wang Hao was happy to laugh, but he did not see the storage bag left behind by Ning Fan. It was a little strange.

Self-control, should not hurt the storage bag, even if the injury, the map is special, other things are succumbed to the magic, the map is not, of course, the purple electric hammer that Ning Fan took away will not.

If there is no such place, it is mostly when the void is shattered, and it is caught in the void by the storm.

However, Wang Hao is not easy. Because he seriously injured his body and forced the secret law, the side effects are extremely great. At this moment, the secret law is invalid, and the limbs are being smothered by ice.

Silent and silent around, Wang Shuo this spell, really horrible, and Ning Fan did not use decent means to resist, even if it is dead, it is not strange...

Especially the Luoyun tribe, one of the demon people was defeated, and only the Ning Fan was really dead.

Only Lu Yaner stepped on the lotus, and the beautiful woman stared into the sky, looking at the Zixia that was not scattered that day.

"No... Lubei, will not die!"

"That's right! The enemy is not dead, how can I die easily!"

An indifferent voice, the cold sounded.

At this moment, the sky is purple, reflecting the most purple light.

At this moment, the ink shadow condenses and turns into a black figure.

The face is indifferent, the eyes are pure black, and the left face has a nearly monsterish texture.

The young man in black, pale, coughing up blood, with ice slag, even if he applied the distraction of ink, he was still under Wang Hao's spell and was not hurt.

However, it won't die!

Incarnation of the incarnation, can be broken and scattered, is a kind of ingenuity of the virtual supernatural powers, which involves the illusory principle, only the broken old monsters can comprehend.

It is because of the incarnation that it is difficult to kill, this surgery is listed as one of the three techniques of broken virtual, it is broken and old, and often eager to ** this surgery.

Wrapped in hail, torn by ice, Ning Fan is definitely not light.

However, this injury has made Ning Fan’s fascination with fascination!

"Let's incarnate... I read the word, I originally understood that it is a god, a soul, and now it is used again and again, but it is faintly realized. This is not so simple... It is obsessive, awkward, discouraged. If you are not discouraged, you will not dare to avoid injury. If you don't have any obsession, you can't make the body re-condense! This is the true meaning of the avatar! I don't know, but I am obsessed... I have!"

One crush and one condensation, then crush and recondense!

The youth in black became a shadow of the ink, but re-agglomerated again and again, and the recurrence of the body, the original physical injury, slowly recovered.

"Incarnation self-healing!" Purple lips red first lost.

The avatar is a kind of illusory flesh, defensive magical power, and the meaning of ** is very different.

The initial agglomeration of the avatar, at least need to be broken, and the avatar to the extent of self-healing, can not be done.

I don’t know why Zijing, in the early days of the division, can master these secret techniques.

I don't know how this son has the power to reinvent the surname, and he can understand the realm of self-healing.

She beautifully sweeps the maiko enchanting, recalling this woman's warning to herself.

‘Mu Jalubei! ’

"This child can understand two kinds of broken secrets, the qualifications against the sky, it is the palace, it should not be offended...just, this is not a demon! This is an unquestionable fact!"

The black shadow re-condensed, and Ning Fan raised his finger, pointing to the wind and pointing to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao lived, he could not understand, why Ning Fan can attack the center in the ice force... not dead!

He is even more incomprehensible, why this refers to the purple gold smoke, giving himself such a strong sense of crisis.

He knew that he had to retreat, but after a previous move, he was exhausted.

The strength of Ning Fan is constantly rising between the body and the body.

It is a discouragement, a stubborn obedience!

You must guard your love... Before that, you will not die, no matter how many times you break your bones, you will not die!

"Fenghua is a quicksand, old is a period of time... purple magic, wind smoke!"

Zixia rendering, purple clouds scattered, Luoyundu County, ice melting, replaced by purple sand, wind from Luoyun!

It was the wind, but this time the wind started, but it was Ning Fan’s reversal of the hurricane!

Under this finger, Wang Hao wanted to escape, but was turned back by Ning Fan.

"set!"

Yin red's line of pressure, from the demon body, entangled.

Wang Hao was chilling for the first time, and he did not dare to make a roar.

"Impossible, how can you have so many anti-day means! You are just the lower bound ants!"

"Impossible? I have done even more crazy things! You, you know!"

Yes, the most insane thing that Ning Fan did is not to fight alone, not to kill the baby, not to sweep the demon forest... but the past life, the body of the butterfly, stepping on the heavens, hurting the emperor!

Although the body of Fandie is small, the obsession is horrible...

Obsession!

"dead!"

One pointed out that the city of smoke and sand, Jin Ge iron horse are melting.

In this short moment, Wang Hao was involved in the purple smoke, and he was horrified to find that he was flying fast, and that the armor, the robes, and the repairs were disappearing.

Disappeared... I don’t know where I went...

Only Ning Fanzhi, those things that have been lost are swallowed up by the reincarnation!

People have reincarnation, and immortals have reincarnation. If you have a long life, you still can't escape the reincarnation!

Wang Min’s mind reverberated for a long life, and his long thoughts gradually became blurred.

He had white hair and began to fall off. His handsome appearance was full of wrinkles.

In the end, one arm began to decay.

The other hand wants to grab the decaying ash, but the force is used, and the whole body is turned into ash.

The demon is more melted and unknown.

This is the real smog.

"Dead?! Wang Hao was killed by this one... This sand, what is it!"

For the first time, Qu Wei felt a trace of fear.

Luoyun County, a moment of silence, the next moment, but it was a shocking celebration.

"Northern generals are mighty!"

In the early days of the gods, the late stage! (To be continued.