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Four hundred and seventieth chapters shift flowers

Waves of icy cold light fell from the ice lotus towards the smug Golden Crow Taoist.

"Piao Ling Feng Jue!"

If before the battle with Xue Xia, Bing Lian might have been timid when facing the old Golden Crow, but now she is full of fighting spirit.

Not to mention the rarity of Taoist realms in the current cultivation world, even in normal times, unless there is a spiritual treasure born, there are few fights between Taoist realms.

Over the years, except for the frequent discussions with Bronze Beard, I have only been on point with other fellow Taoists.

The most intense battle was undoubtedly the battle with Xue Xia. Although Old Jin Crow was at the peak of Qing Yun's cultivation, he was also a fire attribute monk.

Bing Lian, who had just experienced a battle with Xue Xia, was really not afraid of him. She had tolerated him repeatedly before, but this old Jin Wu was so shameless that he would beat you to shame.

Binglian looked at her with a courteous tone. In fact, she had just learned about the reputation of the Golden Crow Sect from Yang Hongyuan. In addition, he had just made a sneak attack without caring about his face, and even secretly moved Dao Yuan.

After hearing what Taoist Jinwu said, he took action directly.

"Drink, you bitch!"

As an old monster that has lived for nearly seven hundred years, its eyelashes are all empty. It doesn't show on the face, but secretly it is very guarded.

Seeing Binglian take action directly, the old Jinwu seemed to have suffered great humiliation.

Its body shimmered with golden-red aura, and pieces of luxurious golden feathers emerged. It turned out to be a top-grade defensive treasure.

Wisps of cold light collided with golden light, and for a time, the place was filled with ice and gold light.

"Scorching Sun Volley Battle!"

Lao Jinwu blocked the cold light of the ice soul with the golden feather coat, the sect's inherited treasure, but he was not willing to be outdone.

Feeling the bone-chilling coldness all around, he couldn't help but perform the Taoist technique of the Jinwu Sect, ranking sixty-three on the Taoist magical power list.

A bright sun like the rising sun slowly emerged, seeming to dispel the chill of the dense path here.

Then the golden sunlight became more dazzling, gradually turning red, and the hot breath seemed to burn the void.

Roads of flames surged out from it, and the surrounding ice crystals, frost and snow melted under the bright sun.

However, the rich wood energy in this place was activated one after another and turned into firewood under the scorching sun.

"Haha, you bitch, you dare to fight with me. Should you go by yourself or let me give you a ride!" Taoist Ice Lotus controlled his natal magic weapon, while avoiding the incoming flames, while constantly using the ice soul to counterattack.

Only after this confrontation with Binglian did he realize the gap between himself and these veteran Dao realms.

This is still in the secret path, suppressed by the Dao formation. Dao realm monks are not allowed to use all their strength to avoid triggering the suppression of the formation.

If Bing Lian and Xue Xia were fighting with restraint just now, now they are attacking fiercely, and they will be injured if they are not careful.

Although Taoist Binglian has a gentle personality, he is not without a temper.

Before he became a Taoist, as a great cultivator of Tai Gang, even the Fengxue Sword Sect in Liangzhou had to give him some bad treatment.

Not to mention that now that he has become enlightened, he is called a cheap maid by this old Jinwu. Although he is not upset in his heart, he is using all his methods at the moment.

If it were in the outside world, Ice Lotus would not necessarily be weaker than this old Golden Crow. However, in this land of wood, and with Yang Hongyuan as a dragster, as well as his cultivation and magic weapons, the gap fell into the trap for a while.

Downwind.

However, Bing Lian and the other two did not panic. Seeing that the Golden Crow Patriarch had really used his Taoist techniques, they were not surprised but overjoyed.

Yang Hongyuan's stay in Yanzhou was not for nothing. He knew a little bit about the signature magical powers of each sect.

However, the shadow of a full moon gradually took shape, facing the red sun in the distance, and Bing Lian and the other two mastered their natal magic weapons and fell straight into it.

Xu Yue was blessed by the Ice Soul Cold Lotus, but she felt even colder.

"Crack!"

A shocking thunderbolt suddenly appeared, but it struck directly towards the Golden Crow Ancestor.

Although the Golden Crow Patriarch saw the opportunity and evaded early, he could not have passed through the cold thunderbolt as fast as he did. He watched with distress as a few golden feathers were chopped off, and then he jumped into the bright sun.

In a small, dense path, there is a grand scene of the sun and the moon shining together.

On one side is the frost and snow, with the cold moon hanging high, and on the other side is the red fire flames, with the sun high in the sky, it can be said that there are two heavens of ice and fire.

It looks beautiful, but it contains hidden murderous intent. Where the two realms of ice and fire are connected, space fluctuations are heard, and the space is broken from time to time, revealing a deep black hole.

At this time, not to mention Taigang Master, if a Taoist monk rushes into the battle between the two Taoists, he will be seriously injured if he is not afraid of death.

At this time, if you look at it from the outside, the Fire side is gradually squeezing towards the ice and snow realm.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Binglian, although you are extraordinary, you have advanced to the Japanese stage after all. If you admit defeat at this time, how about I let you go?"

Taoist Jinwu laughed heartily when he saw that he had the winning ticket.

"Senior is happy too early!"

"change!"

A huge diagram of yin and yang emerged, as if the mighty power of heaven and earth was aroused from somewhere, and the two realms of ice and fire began to slowly intertwine.

What frightened Taoist Jinwu was that his side's fire elemental energy was constantly being transformed into ice elemental energy, while the originally weak Ice Domain side was constantly growing.

"You...you...what did you do to me!"

Taoist Jinwu has practiced cultivation for nearly seven hundred years, but he has never experienced such a time when he was unable to control himself.

At this time, Yang Hongyuan was lifted into the sky under the protection of a white spiritual light, and a huge Tai Chi diagram was already taking shape.

Taoist Ice Lotus was currently in the realm of fire, while Taoist Jinwu had moved into the realm of ice and was in the fish-eye position like a yin-yang pair of fishes.

Although Taoist Binglian had confidence in Yang Hongyuan, he was involuntarily worried this time. However, he immediately felt the abundant source of ice and his expression was shocked.

At the same time, Taoist Jinwu felt that the origin of his Tao realm was constantly passing away, and his aura was constantly declining from the peak of Qingyun.

Taoist Jinwu wanted to struggle, but the Yin and Yang diagram above his head suppressed him tightly. The thirty-six-foot-long Qingyun around him appeared one after another, but at this time, it was visible to the naked eye that it was thinning.

At the same time, Taoist Ice Lotus was also filled with auspicious energy, and his auspicious energy was rapidly taking shape from scratch.

"Seventy-seven reincarnations, you, a casual cultivator, can actually achieve such a foundation!"

"Junior, what kind of method are you using? Let the ancestor go quickly, otherwise the ancestor will destroy your whole family!"

The Patriarch of the Golden Crow, who had always been scheming, couldn't help but become confused, especially when he sensed his own cultivation level that was constantly passing by.

The blossoming Qingyun was the result of hundreds of years of hard work. Now, just watching it go by is even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Faced with the roar of the Golden Crow Patriarch, Yang Hongyuan and the two of them turned a deaf ear.

Ice Lotus is eager to refine the origin stolen from the Golden Crow Ancestor and refine it for his own use, while Yang Hongyuan is concentrating on studying the most primitive Liangyi Formation.

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