Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 448 It's Snowing

Brilliant and colorful spiritual power diffused like a stream of water, and there was faint black air steaming in it, covering all the inverted primordial spirits and the countercurrent spiritual power network.

Then, a human figure was condensed.

While resisting the fire of hell, the colorful spiritual power that was as gentle as water condensed into a human form, which was exactly the same as Wang Mu's.

He was just wearing a ragged white dress, with long hair, and a black * appeared on his forehead.

The erratic human figure is not real, but just a phantom, and the rapidly countercurrent spiritual power in his body can still be faintly seen.

Then, he opened his eyes.

The all-black pupils burst into a superb gaze, which made the entire sea of ​​fire tremble.

And Wang Mu's residual consciousness suddenly seemed to have found a support, became clearer and stronger, and at the same time felt the birth of another consciousness.

It is the evil spirit produced by the revival of the inner demon.

"Flesh remodeling." The thin lips parted slightly, and the long-haired Wang Mu let out a cold voice.

"Crash!"

The sea of ​​fire boiled, and the inverted primordial spirit and countercurrent spiritual power in the body reached the extreme, giving birth to a strange force.

Around the phantom, the fire also rotated, and the dark green fire formed a vortex, which continued to extend towards the sea of ​​darkness, until all the fires were completely condensed into a pillar of fire reaching the sky, and the phantom sat cross-legged on this rapidly rotating Among the pillars of fire.

There was a "click" sound.

The ice crystals formed by the transparent flesh and blood that were scattered before floated up automatically, and combined with the figure of the phantom, they gradually took shape, and formed the one-third of the previous remnant body, but with the supplement of the phantom, it looked very complete .

When the aura of heaven and earth is activated, you can see that above the sea of ​​darkness, the color of mist is white for thousands of miles. Under the horrified eyes of everyone in Long Shaoyu, the rich white air surges crazily towards the icy-colored fire. Then it extended from the inside of the pillar of fire, mixed with strips of sharp icy flames, and penetrated into the phantom.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the fire of hell, the moment they entered the phantom, mixed with the colorful spiritual energy that was rapidly flowing backwards, and they were running crazily, turning into fully transparent flesh and blood, reshaping the physical body bit by bit.

Time still does not stop.

As the physical body gradually took shape, the speed of remodeling became faster and faster, as if building a house, layers of icy flesh and blood were formed, starting from Wang Mu's feet, until the entire human figure was completely formed.

Ever since, a strange scene appeared in the pillar of fire.

The phantom in white with long hair is still swaying, and in this phantom, Wang Mu's physical body has been reshaped. The transparent green figure is like two people in one with the phantom, but they cannot be completely overlapped and intertwined with each other. flickering.

"Hoohoo!"

Suddenly, the flames of hell whirling wildly around Wang Mu suddenly disappeared into the depths of the sea of ​​darkness.

The fire of hell disappeared, and the world, which had been noisy for a long time, returned to silence.

It was already late at night, the starry sky was bright, and the moon was shining brightly.

Under the dark green light, the whole world became bone-chillingly cold, and on the land on both sides of the river bank, there was still a layer of dark green ice that spread for dozens of miles.

"Gudong." In the dead silence, Long Shaoyu swallowed, and the eyes of all his subordinates behind him were also trembling violently.

There seems to be something hidden in this silent silence, as if some terrifying monster is about to jump out of this quiet void.

Countless gazes were still focused on the sky above the Nether Sea, and countless people still couldn't believe the terrifying premonition that was about to move. It's a pity that even though they didn't want to believe it, the premonition was getting stronger and stronger.

In the bottomless darkness of the underworld, a faint green glows, fluttering and slowly rising.

"hiss……"

When they saw the rising cloud of dark green brilliance, everyone gasped, and their bulging eyes filled with deep fear.

At a height of tens of meters above the Nether Sea, the dark green light stopped, as gentle as moonlight, but as cold as the fire of hell.

Snowing!
Amidst the subtle cracking sound, pieces of green ice crystals appeared in the void, and tended to spread to the surroundings. Soon, with the green light cluster as the center, under the sky within a radius of a hundred miles Green ice crystals formed.

The moon and the green light group are like two moons. Under the light of the green brilliance, countless ice crystals flicker, like a star falling into the sky, which is extremely dreamy.

But people didn't care to appreciate the beautiful scenery, and all their eyes were only staring at the dark green light group.

There is also a human figure in the light group as thin as a moon halo, no, it should be said that it is two overlapping and interlaced human figures.

A strange boy with long hair, ragged white clothes, and black eyes, and a transparent ice sculpture exuding an icy color.

It is completely transparent, and the twelve primordial spirits and the criss-crossing meridians can be clearly seen.

The physical body has been successfully reshaped, and the absolute soul body has been completed!

"Oh... trouble..."

Among the crowd, one miserably uttered a sentence in English, and then fainted.

Then, everyone swayed and staggered back instinctively.

Terrible, terrible.

They could tell that the two figures in the light group were both Wang Mu!But how could this be?
A sight of horror never seen before.

What's even more frightening is that this person is obviously floating above the sea of ​​darkness, so the fire of hell has automatically subsided?Why?Could it be that this ice sculpture-like guy has become the same essence as the fire of hell?

Don't bring this one!

But this is the only possibility, otherwise, how could the power of hellfire not kill him?
Long Shaoyu was trembling, even the fire of hell couldn't kill him, and Wang Mu looked stronger than before, his cultivation had officially entered the Golden Immortal, and the extreme coldness on his body was as strong as that of the fire of hell. No difference.

Such a strong man?How to deal with it?
"You want to kill me?"

At this moment, on the erratic phantom, with long hair flying, thin lips evoked an evil smile, and an evil voice that pierced people's hearts came.

Under the clear night sky, the transparent ice crystals in the sky gave off traces of black air, shaking with Wang Mu's voice.

"Plop!" Someone fell to the ground, paralyzed with fright.

"That depends on whether you have the ability." The strange voice came again, and then, the erratic phantom raised his right hand, and the ice sculpture raised his jade hand as well, as if being manipulated.

The sound of gurgling water came, and a gorgeous long sword was condensed in the palms of two figures, and the two swords seemed to be fused together.

"Flower rain."

"Shh!"

Following Wang Mu's indifferent and evil voice, the vast void shook, and a boundless sea of ​​flowers appeared.

There is only a sea of ​​flowers in a hundred miles, black air rushes amidst colorful colors, dreamy and fierce.

There are complete peach blossoms, and more floating sharp petals.

Then, the two figures raised their swords at the same time, and gently swung them down towards the crowd below.

"Boom boom boom..."

The sound of falling stars.

No one dared to take the initiative to attack, even the defense was trembling!

I saw hundreds of gatekeepers of hell, all raising their hands, holding their long swords across their chests, using all their cultivation bases, forming a thick protective mask on their bodies, to welcome the rain of flowers all over the sky.

However, when the endless rumble sounded, most people were pierced by endless peach blossoms in an instant, and the strings of flowers and petals hit everyone's body shield without gaps, like Swarms of bees are besieging wolves.

Cultivators below the Golden Immortal had hardly any persistence, and were smashed to pieces by hordes of peach blossoms, their primordial spirits dissipated, and the howls of ghosts and wolves from their souls filled the sky and covered the sky.

Hundreds of people were wiped out, and the light spots of spiritual power produced by the explosion of the primordial spirit danced with the frozen green ice crystals all over the sky.

And Long Shaoyu's only Da Luo Jinxians were also struggling to resist. Five people and five light groups were like five huge balls, blasted into the ground by the sky-filled peach blossoms, and then blasted out of the ground. Sometimes it roared high in the sky, and then was crashed into the ground from a high altitude, or was blasted dozens of miles away by groups of peach blossoms, and then bombarded back from dozens of miles away.

Like a short-circuited electric light, the light spheres of the five people turned into streamers, colliding with each other in this sea of ​​flowers, flying across the sky.

The rumbling sound lasted for dozens of seconds before it stopped. The already devastated land became more and more dilapidated. The ravines blasted by the peach blossoms criss-crossed, and the deep pits were connected one after another. It was even more horrible than the surface of the moon.

"Puff... Plop."

The sea of ​​flowers dissipated, and the figures of five people appeared. Among them, two Daluo Jinxians below the fourth rank, the body protection masks on their bodies dissipated in an instant, and after opening their mouths to vomit blood, they staggered and knelt down again.

The rest of Long Shaoyu were also pale, their long hair was disheveled, and the spiritual power of their body protection was restless, almost shattered.

It was difficult to even stand firm, and several people were staggering, looking at Wang Mu in the sky with fear.

"Hehehehe." The long-haired phantom smiled precariously, the laughter was ethereal and strange, like a demon hiding behind the sky.

Then, the void flickered, and two overlapping human figures appeared in the void closer to everyone.

"It seems that you don't have the ability to kill me. The one who dies should be yourselves." Suspended in the air, Wang Mu's black eyeballs and those icy eyeballs intertwined and looked down at the crowd, and an evil voice filled with interest rang out. .

In the next second, the overlapping arms were raised again, and the colorful long sword began to shine brighter and brighter.

Feeling the rapidly accumulating destructive power, Long Shaoyu breathed out a sigh of relief, let out a miserable laugh, completely desperate, the compromise of heart and nature caused the spiritual power of his body to automatically converge, and he just stood there in a daze, powerlessly Looking at Wang Mu who is like a god and a demon.

The rest of the confidantes were even more petrified in place, with lifeless eyes, only waiting to die.

The reincarnation of Hua Buddha is a well-deserved reputation, and it is true that not everyone can destroy it.

"Wait a minute!" Just when several people fell into despair, a clear and beautiful voice came anxiously.

(End of this chapter)