After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

Chapter 367: Frozen for thousands of miles, the invincible Xia Feng
Xia Feng majors in the ten Dao, each of which has its own divine domain, so it is also the one with higher weight among the Dao.

Nowadays, there are dark clouds in the sky, and when the snowflakes fall scatteredly, they naturally restrain the water-based avenue of the person opposite.

The water avenue around him struggled hard, but was quickly assimilated by the extreme ice avenue, and even half of his body became stagnant.

Xia Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and noticed the subtle difference.

Ancient artifacts have always been the exclusive weapons of the ancient gods. Only those above can be formally controlled by a god king or above, and can be fully used only by a god king or above.

Although Xia Feng was extremely talented and was favored by many ancient gods and taught him many unique moves, in the final analysis he was still just a Xuan-level martial god.

Every time he forcibly activates the ancient artifact to use a sword move, it is a load on his body.

And the amount of divine power consumed was too huge.

If it weren't for the fact that he had the Dream Bead as a backing, and the lower world was still continuously transmitting the power of faith to him, it could be transformed into a higher level of divine power.

I'm afraid that he will be beaten to death every time he uses the Heavenly Burial Sword.

But now that Sword Spirit has joined, Xia Feng feels that he has more control over the ancient artifacts.

Although it can't be said to be the state where man and sword can be combined like an arm to command, the consumption of divine power has been reduced a lot.

At least it can last him through such a hearty battle.

Sword Spirit noticed his thoughts, couldn't help but snorted, and said proudly: "Now you know how powerful I am, right?"

Xia Feng smiled and didn't say anything else. He just used more divine power in his body to move the Heavenly Burial Sword, making the sword shadow on it even colder.

Next to him, the Earth-level Martial God of the Ximen family was surrounded by fire avenues rising up, as if he wanted to fight against the extremely ice avenues in mid-air.

Xia Feng didn't want to create any more complications, so he shouted with a serious look on his face: "It's frozen for thousands of miles!"

This is also one of the sword moves learned in Burial Valley, specifically corresponding to the Extreme Ice Avenue.

The moment he swung his long sword, the sword spirit seemed to have its own consciousness, quickly sucking the divine power from Xia Feng's body, and then gathered it into the Sky Burial Sword.

His body swayed slightly, but he soon returned to normal, and he fiercely swept across the crowd in front of him.

In an instant, there was only a white light left between the sky and the earth. The hearts of many earth-level warrior gods jumped, and they all used their own unique skills and began to struggle for survival.

With the blessing of the sword spirit, the power of this sword move was almost one ten thousandth that of the ancient god's casual swing that day.

Don't underestimate this one ten thousandth, that is the ancient god. Even one ten thousandth is enough to freeze the people in front of you thousands of times.

Even the boundaries between this space and the secret realm are sealed by ice.

None of the martial gods present were spared. They were all sealed in the white light, forming lifelike ice sculptures.

Their expressions still condense the expressions they had when they were alive, and even the tiniest eyelashes are clearly outlined.

The dark clouds in the sky still haven't dispersed, and little bits of snowflakes continue to fall on these ice sculptures, making these ice sculptures a little stronger.

Naturally, such a big movement could not escape the scrutiny of the three major families. They surrounded them one after another, but stopped cautiously at the frozen border, not daring to take another step forward, for fear that they would also change unknowingly. Become the same existence as those ice sculptures of the God of War.

You must know that that is the ninth level of earth-level Martial God, and there is even more than one.

The level limit of the Wuji Secret Realm is below the Heaven-level Martial God, and the ninth-level Earth-level Martial God is already the ceiling here.

And these ceilings are now frozen here, and there is no way to tell whether the lifelike figures under the ice are still alive.Xia Feng held the Heavenly Burial Sword in his hand and looked coldly at the people gathered around him. He was worried again in his heart, but it didn't show on his face at all.

There was a touch of arrogance in his expression, and he raised the Heavenly Burial Sword in his hand high, and shouted sternly: "Who else dares to come and fight?!"

No one spoke, and even people from the three major families couldn't help but look away when Xia Feng's eyes were focused on him.

Xia Feng sneered and said coldly: "A group of courageless cowards who only know how to bully the weak and fear the strong!"

Ximen Qing, who was opposite, said with a distorted face: "Boy, don't be too arrogant. Even if you gain something in the secret realm, so what if you can even crush all of us?"

"The outside world must have laid a dragnet waiting for you!"

"You must remember that the secret treasures in the secret realm cannot be taken out of the secret realm!"

"Sooner or later, the things you obtained through external forces will disappear!"

"I want to see if you can still be as arrogant as you are now!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Xia Feng with a little vigilance, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly rise up and hurt someone.

You must know that several of their core disciples, even if they don't have good treasures like shuttle beads, they still have one or two artifacts for self-defense.

If Xia Feng was really provoked into a fight, he would be ready to escape as soon as possible.

Xia Feng just glanced at him contemptuously, said nothing, and did not take action directly for some reasons.

On the opposite side, Nangong Lian Qiao smiled sweetly and took a step forward, just in time to get stuck at the very edge of the Thousand Miles Frozen Sword move.

"Oh~ Where can there be such a deep hatred~"

"We've never seen ancient artifacts before, so we're a little curious about them~"

"We just want to take a look at the ancient artifacts and do some research~ Little brother, please give me some satisfaction~"

"After our three major families have completed the research, can we return it to my little brother~"

"In this way, everyone can be a harmonious family~ How about we stop fighting?"

When she said this, there was a little pink glow in her eyes, and she would wink at Xia Feng from time to time, as if she wanted to bewitch people.

It's just that Xia Feng and Yu Siya practiced the Avenue of Charm together, so how could he be attracted by such a simple charm.

What's more, Nangong Lian seemed to have lost his mind when he said this.

If Xia Feng really handed over the three ancient artifacts, he would never be able to get them back in this life.

His eyes narrowed slightly, wisps of foggy pink halo flashed across his eyes, and his voice was slightly erratic.

"Oh? Would such a harmonious family surround me, a weak, pitiful and helpless casual cultivator like this?"

The people from the three major families opposite are almost scolding each other. Are you weak, pitiful and helpless?

Even if you tell lies with your eyes open, you still have to be careful!
A bit of confusion flashed across Nangong Lian's eyes, and she unconsciously took a step forward, looking as if she believed it.

(End of this chapter)