"boom!"

The extremely cold light burst out from the treasure fan and turned into hundreds of frost dragons with a length of kilometers.

Each frost dragon burned with dark blue cold flames all over, attacking Wan Zhifei and other Huoyun Palace monks with a rush of overwhelming force.

Wherever the frost dragon passed, cold lights and ice chips flew, and the astonishing cold air swept around like storm waves, and large areas of dead trees and ground were frozen.

The monks of the Fire Cloud Palace were startled by this sudden attack.

"Beware, it's the enemy attack!"

Wan Zhifei took the lead and shouted loudly, and sacrificed a giant flaming sword with a violent expression.

"Black Dragon Slash!"

With a trembling shout, Wan Zhifei swung his giant sword and slashed it down with one sword.

Suddenly, a suffocating heat wave burst out from the giant sword, and the extremely powerful fire light turned into a dark red fire dragon with a body length of ten thousand meters.

"roar!"

The fire dragon opened its teeth and claws and rushed towards the attacking frost dragon.

"Immortal art, Fiery of Gu!"

"Immortal art, fire snakes dance!"

"Immortal art, sunset molten gold!"

The other monks of the Fire Cloud Palace also reacted quickly and used powerful immortal arts to fight back.

"Dongdongdongdongdong!!!"

The attacks of six Fire Cloud Palace monks, including Wan Zhifei, hit the attack of hundreds of Han Frost on the front, making a burst sound like the earth shaking. A large number of fire lights intertwined and collided, and the terrain within a dozen miles was almost destroyed.

Because the enemy is numerous and we are few, Ning Xiaoyao's life-saving attack was still blocked by all the monks of the Fire Cloud Palace led by Wan Zhifei.

After the explosion stopped, Wan Zhifei's eyes shone: "It's indeed that witch. Stay up around her quickly, don't let her run away!"

With a command, five monks from the Fire Cloud Palace rushed out as quickly as possible.

Before Ning Xiaoyao could retreat, he was surrounded by the cultivators of the Fire Cloud Palace, and his face became extremely ugly.

"Hahaha, bitch, if you have the ability, keep running! Is it uncomfortable to be caught?" Wan Zhifei stared at Ning Xiaoyao in front of him, and sneered sneered.

"You are still monks from the Huoyun Palace. You are not afraid of being ridiculed by outsiders!" A strong unwillingness flashed in Ning Xiaoyao's eyes and a coquettish shout came out.

Wan Zhifei sneered: "Who is there outsider here? You, the witch, dare to kill me, the cultivator of Huoyun Palace, first, don't find any reason for me!"

Ning Xiaoyao angrily rebuked: "It is clear that you Huoyun Palace monks bullied me first. Could it be that I can only endure it silently and don't even have a chance to fight back? Besides, my junior sister and I saved your life before. You scumbag are now repaid with grudges, and you don't feel ashamed?"

Wan Zhifei said contemptuously: "Haha, where did you see that I need you to save me? Your two companions have probably died long ago, so they are so embarrassed to bring out the two of them!"

"you!"

Ning Xiaoyao was so angry that he couldn't speak, and he couldn't reason with a scum like Wan Zhifei.

"Senior Brother Wan, why do you have to talk nonsense to this witch?

"Senior Brother Wan, killing this witch directly is a good deal for her. Hehe, this witch is very beautiful, so why not let me play with it first!

"Haha, a great idea!"

Several disciples from the Fire Cloud Palace stared at Ning Xiaoyao with a silver look on their faces.

"You... are looking for death!"

Ning Xiao Yaoqi's body trembled slightly, her delicate face was so evil, her black hair was windless, and a huge cold light surged out of her whole body.

Even if I die today, I will give these stinky men some colors!

"Earth Immortal Art, Ice Dragon's Singing Breaking Thrilling!"

Ning Xiaoyao's cold eyes shone with a blood light, burning his own essence, blood and soul power, and exerting the strongest magical power.

She was wrapped in a large area of ​​cold light and turned into an ice dragon with a length of 1,000 meters. Her whole body was condensed like ice crystals, and her whole body was filled with a bitter cold air, which was terrifying.

"roar!"

The Ice Dragon made an extremely loud roar and rushed towards the monks of the Fire Cloud Palace on all sides.

The monks of the Fire Cloud Palace were shocked and released attacks one after another, fighting against Ning Xiaoye who had turned into an ice dragon.

Ning Xiaoyao's magical powers are extremely wise. Ice Dragon is in a difficult situation to fight with six cultivators from the Fire Cloud Palace!

The Ice Dragon was extremely fierce. After a while of fighting, except for the strongest Wan Zhifei, the other monks in the Fire Cloud Palace were each injured.

The most seriously injured monk of the Fire Cloud Palace, one-third of his body was frozen by the cold light spurted out by the ice dragon.

Unfortunately, Ning Xiaoyao's advantage did not last long.

After a while of fighting, the chaotic spiritual power in her body was almost exhausted and gradually disappeared.

"Dragon Flame Slash!"

Wan Zhifei waved his giant sword and slashed out a huge fire dragon and swallowed the ice dragon.

Ning Xiaoyao could no longer hold on to the consumption. After being severely injured by the Fire Dragon, the Ice Dragon turned back to the human body and fell to the ground weakly.

"Damn, this witch is so tough!"

"It can be considered taking her off!"

Seeing Ning Xiaoyao fall to the ground, several monks from the Fire Cloud Palace cursed and finally felt relieved.

Wan Zhifei walked forward, stepped on Ning Xiaoyao's bloody side face, and said with a ferocious look: "Bitch, if you let us play with it just now, you might be able to save your life! But now, you should just die for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wan Zhifei waved the giant sword in his hand and stabbed Ning Xiaoyao's body.

"It's ridiculous. This girl actually died at the hands of a group of stinky men..."

As the giant sword fire burst out, Ning Xiaoyao bit his silver teeth, and his eyes flashed with extreme resentment and despair.

Now that things have come, not only will my body collapse, but my soul will be killed by Wan Zhifei's crazy scum!

At this critical moment.

"Thirt!"

A purple-gold phoenix suddenly flew out from the depths of the woods behind, and a sharp roar sound came from its mouth, resounding throughout the jungle.

The Nine Ghost Bird was burning with violent purple flames, and hit Wan Zhifei's back with lightning speed.

"Dong!!!"

With a muffled sound of explosion, Wan Zhifei was hit by a huge energy, and his whole body flew out, and his body was swallowed by a large piece of purple flames.

"ah!"

Wan Zhifei's skin was quickly burned and burned, and his mouth screamed like a ghost crying and howling.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and a defensive barrier condensed around him in time to avoid the tragic situation of his physical body collapse.

"who?"

The sudden scene scared several monks from the Fire Cloud Palace and looked around.

After falling to the ground, Wan Zhifei quickly got up and let out a crazy roar: "Which beast is hiding in the dark and attacking me!"

"It's me!!!"

A shocking roar came from the forest.

In a rage, Shen Lang turned into a black storm and rushed straight towards him. He rolled up Ning Xiaoyao, who was lying down on the ground with lightning speed, and flew to a dead tree on the right back.

As the storm subsided, Shen Lang helped Ning Xiaoyao up and quickly penetrated a glittering skylight into her body.

"puff!"

Ning Xiaoyao's body was stimulated and his little mouth spit out a mouthful of blood.
Chapter completed!