How strong are the three elders in the third level of the Inverted Sea Realm?

If they fight each other, they should be about the fifth level of the overthrow.

But if we cooperate with each other and even form some large formations, there will be six or seventh levels of the slightest sea.

Strong?

For preparatory disciples and formal disciples, they are indeed quite strong.

But for Chen Xia, it is far from strong enough.

He grabbed one of the elders' heads within thirty breaths and was about to swing them down when a cold chill came from behind him.

Another elder used the water-level magical powers of Taoism to kill Chen Xia.

The deep extreme ice covered Chen Xia's body, and even brought pale flames to it, constantly roasting, freezing Chen Xia's extremely fast ice and stalemate in the sky.

The elder who was caught in the head used his magical powers and his figure flashed and then flashed out.

"The combination of the two great Taoist methods, the deepest extreme ice and the pale corpse fire, should bring him a lot of heavy damage!"

One of the elders said firmly.

This is the fusion technique they have studied for thousands of years, one of which belongs to the Tao method and the other of which belongs to the Tao method. They have improved a lot, so they can be fused together and released.

Chen Xia has now become a deep ice sculpture hanging in the sky, with flames constantly burning, and it seems that it has been completely covered by flames.

The terrifying aura emitted from it made the disciples feel even more palpitations, and they just felt like they were seeing a great terror.

Just a glance makes them tremble.

The onlookers swallowed, and felt that the magical powers of the two elders joined forces were extremely terrifying, and they deserved to be the elders.

"This kind of magical power is not as simple as one plus one equals two. It is my foundation for thousands of years. If you, a preparatory disciple, want to rebel, you don't even see if you have this ability!"

The elder who released the pale corpse fire sneered. His pale corpse fire can really roast the monks in the Overlord Realm into a corpse!

The disciples dared not speak, and some of the prepared disciples did not dare to look at the deep ice sculptures in the sky and sighed secretly.

Cang.

A crisp sound rang out, beating beside everyone's ears.

The monk looked up in an instant, widened his eyes and looked horrified.

The deep ice sculpture in the sky suddenly moved, slowly moving the frozen palm, grabbed his face, and pinched his five fingers hard.

Bang!

All the deep ice fell, revealing Chen Xia's plain expression.

"It's true that one plus one equals two, you're at most equal to one or five."

He pinched his five fingers again, and the deep ice fell, revealing his palm with pale flames.

The three elders could not understand how this would be the result. They looked at Chen Xia blankly and couldn't say a word for a long time.

The elder who spoke before opened his lips helplessly, his eyes surround him, and then slapped himself again, trying to see if he was dreaming.

The answer is obviously not, because the slap is really painful.

But...but this is their joint skill. How could Chen Xia, who is inverted, block it so easily?

Chen Xia raised his hand, and the pale flames on it were still burning. His fingers were slightly tug, as if he had snapped his fingers.

The fire suddenly became big!

The sky was pitch black in an instant, and the shadow spread out, and the blood-red moon hangs high in the sky, revealing a corner.

Desperate situation of reincarnation.

Chen Xia hung his scarlet crown on his head, faced with the elder who used the flames, stretched out his hand and chuckled.

"Give you a chance to fight head-on."

Before the elder could answer, a figure like a meteorite crashed away, crushing him to the ground and unleashing a ravinely thrust into the thousands of meters long.

The deep ice on Chen Xia's body fell one by one, like a falling shell, revealing a somewhat mottled blue shirt.

His right hand was burning with a pale flame, standing under the blood moon, hanging a scarlet crown, his head slightly raised, and his expression was plain.

It is invincible.

The disciples from the outside world became even more nervous at this time and were worried about the outcome.

The other two elders wanted to break into the small world created by Chen Xia, but they couldn't find a way, so they could only worry at the moment.

Everyone was anxious and didn't even dare to say more, and looked nervous.

Fortunately, I didn't wait too long, about half an hour.

The heavy footsteps rang out in the void, walking into reality, stepping on everyone's heart on the field.

The figure in the blue shirt walked out slowly, the sleeve on the left was completely broken, revealing its strong arms. Looking down, a figure full of blood was held in his palm.

Chen Xia threw out the half-dead elder and asked at the other two elders without any haste.

"Who will be next?"

No one answered, and he didn't dare to answer.

The remaining two elders looked at each other very quickly, exchanged their gazes, and then nodded instantly.

The deep ice suddenly emerged again, climbing up Chen Xia's body, trying to freeze him here.

At the same time, the two elders retreated instantly.

Chen Xia stretched out his hand, bending his finger, smashing the deep ice from the source, then stretched out his hand and pulled it into the void.

The movements and expressions of the monks in the audience became slow at this moment, with grayish-white colors spreading out, clouds not moving, and water waves not stirring.

Chen Xia took a step forward without any haste, and then he had already reached the back of an elder and grabbed his neck with one hand.

The elder's reaction was also very fast, and he turned his head almost instantly. His magical powers were already pinching into his hand and he was about to throw them out.

Unfortunately, one hand had already grabbed his hand first and suppressed all the magical powers and magic.

"It hurts a little." Chen Xia said calmly.

Then the elder widened his eyes and a punch was swept in front of him!

Bang!

What does it feel like to be hit by a meteorite?

The elder didn't know, he only knew that he was about to die now, planted in the mountains and buried among the mud and stones.

Blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and there was no place in his body that was not hurt. If he was given another chance, he would definitely not come.

Who knows this person is so fierce!

The dull sound came again, and the muds that buried him were pushed away, and the light was revealed, and there was also a figure in the blue shirt blocking the light.

"Hello."

Chen Xia smiled and greeted him politely.

The elder closed his eyes, did not speak or did not move.

The sword intent rises.

A purple gold flying sword hung at his forehead, and the sharp edge stinged his skin.

The elder sweated coldly on his forehead, and he didn't dare to move.

Chen Xia didn't care about him anymore and turned to chase and kill the last elder.

The three elders came in a vast and naturally they had to lie neatly.

The last elder had passed the Tiange very quickly and entered the official disciple area. He quickly breathed out and was about to relax, but when he turned his head and saw that his body suddenly froze.

Chen Xia stood not far away and smiled at him, with blood on his hands constantly dripping downwards.

The elder's spine was cold and his gallbladder and liver clefted.

What kind of horror game is this?

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Chapter completed!