Chapter 320
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"No, it's going to be dangerous! Help her Luo Yuan patted Xiang Nan's back: "go
Xiang Nan was not moved and said, "don't worry, it's far from enough."
"Ah?" Luo Yuan a Leng, then excited: "is there a stronger means of Wanqing?"
On the challenge arena, Jiang Cheng walks to Murong Wanqing with a long sword and says, "sister Wanqing, I like a hot woman like you."
"You might as well follow me. If you agree, just blink. With your ability, you can still do it?"
Murong Wanqing stares at Jiang Cheng fiercely, and her internal fire begins to rise to melt the ice.
Jiang Cheng put the iron pillar in his left hand and kept releasing cold air into it: "with me, you can't dissolve this ice in your life. I advise you to make a quick decision."
"If you are with me, I will take you to jiuxiao mainland after I win the championship. I promise to treat you wholeheartedly and never make trouble with others."
Murong Wanqing's fire of melting ice is not as much as Jiang Cheng's cold of continuously adding ice. She not only failed to dissolve her ice, but the ice became thicker.
Just when everyone thought Murong Wanqing was going to fail, Murong Wanqing suddenly stopped and stopped melting the ice with fire.
"Oh? Did you give up? " Jiang Cheng glared excitedly and said, "are you really willing to talk to me?"
Voice just fell, Murong Wanqing's body, actually began to shine! It's a kind of blood red fire!
The flame is usually yellow, and the core part of the flame is mostly light cyan, but Murong Wanqing burst out of the blood red flame! Gorgeous and amazing.
"What?" Jiang Cheng was surprised: "what kind of Kung Fu are you doing?"
Then, the ice wrapped in Murong Wanqing began to melt rapidly! No matter how Jiang Cheng tried to release the cold in the ice, he couldn't stop the ice melting.
Click Click
After the ice was thin to a certain extent, there were dense cracks. Suddenly, the ice broke into pieces all over the ground, and the Murong evening sky was clear!
Boom!
In the sky, Murong's body made a loud noise and burst into fire! The blood red flame enveloped her.
At this moment, Murong Wanqing's whole height has increased by nearly one-third. The bloody flame weaves into a flame skirt, and a flame ribbon winds around her arms and entangles her back.
And her long hair also turned into flame green silk.
Murong Wanqing's figure is good, but she is only a green girl, but now her figure and temperament have become like Xu caiyue, with mature charm and temperament.
Especially the flame skirt and long hair that wrapped her body made her like the goddess of flame.
"That's it! blamed! It's spirit fire Jiang Cheng wants to crack, not willing to roar.
"Spirit fire?" The audience was shocked. The elders of each sect looked at each other and couldn't believe what they heard.
The long sword in Murong Wanqing's hand completely turned into a fire sword, and her realm soared to the end of the four great events of returning to the Yuan Dynasty! Then, continue to rise, jump to the five heavy medium-term Guiyuan!
This realm is on a par with Jiang Cheng.
"Jiang Cheng, you should regret it." Murong Wanqing's eyes are full of disgust, and he cuts off Jiang Cheng with a sword.
A group of blood red flames rushed toward Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng's body was shocked and he roared: "frozen heaven and earth!"
Whoo! There was a wave of waves on the challenge arena, which rolled towards the flame, and the temperature dropped rapidly, turning it into a dark blue frost wave.
But Murong Wanqing used the power of Linghuo. The blood red flame didn't even have time to pause, so it swallowed the waves. Peng threw himself on Jiang Cheng.
"Ah, ah, ah!" Jiang Cheng's whole body is on fire. He cries and rolls back and forth on the ground. The cold air in his body puffs out one by one.
But Linghuo can't be put out by water! The so-called spirit fire is a kind of spirit body bred by heaven and earth. Even in the deep sea, it can burn for thousands of years.
Soon, Jiang Cheng no longer struggled. He lay on the ground motionless, his whole body as black as coke.
"Won?" The audience were all sweating with nervous palms.
Look again, Jiang Cheng, who is lying on the ground, suddenly moves his fingers.
"Well?" Murong Wanqing frowned: "not burned?"
Then, Jiang Cheng jumped up from the ground, his whole body was severely burned, and his beautiful face was burned beyond recognition, which was very frightening.
"Ah! Murong Wanqing, you ruined my face Jiang Cheng was furious and roared: "I wanted to save your life, but you forced me!"
Jiang Cheng drew a circle with his hands, and the cold air flowed with his hands. The temperature on the challenge arena dropped again!"Liuhe Yingong!" Jiang Cheng roared, and his whole body was covered with purple frost!
"Purple ice?" The players in the challenge arena are going backward one after another.
The temperature of Zibing is so low that it's beyond these young warriors' understanding of cold.
"Murong Wanqing, die for me!" Jiang Cheng held his hands high, and ten purple icicles were gathered above his head.
Those icicles shot at Murong Wanqing.
Murong Wanqing splits off a sword, and ten Linghuo swords head-on. The bloody flame and purple icicle roar in the air, but they counteract each other.
"Liuhe Yingong..." Xiang Nan's heart sank. This skill must have been learned from the ancient tomb of Wu! Otherwise, no matter how powerful the common skill is, it can't hold the power of Linghuo.
"Frozen thousands of miles!" Jiang Cheng's body was shocked, and the whole arena was covered with cold air. Even the air was frozen, showing a strange lavender. The water in the air was constantly frozen, turning into Lavender ice crumbs.
Even the players standing outside the challenge arena can't bear the ultra-low temperature, and they rush to use their skills to keep out the cold.
Ten judges form a circle to deal with the cold and gather energy. The wall is not good. They release a lot of energy and envelop the whole arena, turning it into a hemispherical boundary.
"Desolate world!" Murong Wanqing's long sword was held high, and a wave of blood red flames rolled out of the sword.
At this moment, the deep purple cold and blood red high temperature compete in the challenge arena, so that half of the challenge arena is deep purple, half is blood red.
"Die for me!" Jiang Chengjian pointed to the ground, a sword tall: "Liuhe Yingong, Purple River wave!"
Whoo! A purple ice tornado rises! The tornado roared and chased Murong Wanqing. There were countless purple ice blades in the tornado!
Murong's long hair fluttered with the wind. Her sword was raised high and twisted rapidly in the sky. In the whirling fire mark, a huge fireball suddenly dived down!
The fireball was ten meters in diameter, full of blood red flames, and fell into a tornado.
Boom!
The cold and the flame exploded at the same time, the fireball disappeared, and the frost tornado also offset.
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"No, it's going to be dangerous! Help her Luo Yuan patted Xiang Nan's back: "go
Xiang Nan was not moved and said, "don't worry, it's far from enough."
"Ah?" Luo Yuan a Leng, then excited: "is there a stronger means of Wanqing?"
On the challenge arena, Jiang Cheng walks to Murong Wanqing with a long sword and says, "sister Wanqing, I like a hot woman like you."
"You might as well follow me. If you agree, just blink. With your ability, you can still do it?"
Murong Wanqing stares at Jiang Cheng fiercely, and her internal fire begins to rise to melt the ice.
Jiang Cheng put the iron pillar in his left hand and kept releasing cold air into it: "with me, you can't dissolve this ice in your life. I advise you to make a quick decision."
"If you are with me, I will take you to jiuxiao mainland after I win the championship. I promise to treat you wholeheartedly and never make trouble with others."
Murong Wanqing's fire of melting ice is not as much as Jiang Cheng's cold of continuously adding ice. She not only failed to dissolve her ice, but the ice became thicker.
Just when everyone thought Murong Wanqing was going to fail, Murong Wanqing suddenly stopped and stopped melting the ice with fire.
"Oh? Did you give up? " Jiang Cheng glared excitedly and said, "are you really willing to talk to me?"
Voice just fell, Murong Wanqing's body, actually began to shine! It's a kind of blood red fire!
The flame is usually yellow, and the core part of the flame is mostly light cyan, but Murong Wanqing burst out of the blood red flame! Gorgeous and amazing.
"What?" Jiang Cheng was surprised: "what kind of Kung Fu are you doing?"
Then, the ice wrapped in Murong Wanqing began to melt rapidly! No matter how Jiang Cheng tried to release the cold in the ice, he couldn't stop the ice melting.
Click Click
After the ice was thin to a certain extent, there were dense cracks. Suddenly, the ice broke into pieces all over the ground, and the Murong evening sky was clear!
Boom!
In the sky, Murong's body made a loud noise and burst into fire! The blood red flame enveloped her.
At this moment, Murong Wanqing's whole height has increased by nearly one-third. The bloody flame weaves into a flame skirt, and a flame ribbon winds around her arms and entangles her back.
And her long hair also turned into flame green silk.
Murong Wanqing's figure is good, but she is only a green girl, but now her figure and temperament have become like Xu caiyue, with mature charm and temperament.
Especially the flame skirt and long hair that wrapped her body made her like the goddess of flame.
"That's it! blamed! It's spirit fire Jiang Cheng wants to crack, not willing to roar.
"Spirit fire?" The audience was shocked. The elders of each sect looked at each other and couldn't believe what they heard.
The long sword in Murong Wanqing's hand completely turned into a fire sword, and her realm soared to the end of the four great events of returning to the Yuan Dynasty! Then, continue to rise, jump to the five heavy medium-term Guiyuan!
This realm is on a par with Jiang Cheng.
"Jiang Cheng, you should regret it." Murong Wanqing's eyes are full of disgust, and he cuts off Jiang Cheng with a sword.
A group of blood red flames rushed toward Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng's body was shocked and he roared: "frozen heaven and earth!"
Whoo! There was a wave of waves on the challenge arena, which rolled towards the flame, and the temperature dropped rapidly, turning it into a dark blue frost wave.
But Murong Wanqing used the power of Linghuo. The blood red flame didn't even have time to pause, so it swallowed the waves. Peng threw himself on Jiang Cheng.
"Ah, ah, ah!" Jiang Cheng's whole body is on fire. He cries and rolls back and forth on the ground. The cold air in his body puffs out one by one.
But Linghuo can't be put out by water! The so-called spirit fire is a kind of spirit body bred by heaven and earth. Even in the deep sea, it can burn for thousands of years.
Soon, Jiang Cheng no longer struggled. He lay on the ground motionless, his whole body as black as coke.
"Won?" The audience were all sweating with nervous palms.
Look again, Jiang Cheng, who is lying on the ground, suddenly moves his fingers.
"Well?" Murong Wanqing frowned: "not burned?"
Then, Jiang Cheng jumped up from the ground, his whole body was severely burned, and his beautiful face was burned beyond recognition, which was very frightening.
"Ah! Murong Wanqing, you ruined my face Jiang Cheng was furious and roared: "I wanted to save your life, but you forced me!"
Jiang Cheng drew a circle with his hands, and the cold air flowed with his hands. The temperature on the challenge arena dropped again!"Liuhe Yingong!" Jiang Cheng roared, and his whole body was covered with purple frost!
"Purple ice?" The players in the challenge arena are going backward one after another.
The temperature of Zibing is so low that it's beyond these young warriors' understanding of cold.
"Murong Wanqing, die for me!" Jiang Cheng held his hands high, and ten purple icicles were gathered above his head.
Those icicles shot at Murong Wanqing.
Murong Wanqing splits off a sword, and ten Linghuo swords head-on. The bloody flame and purple icicle roar in the air, but they counteract each other.
"Liuhe Yingong..." Xiang Nan's heart sank. This skill must have been learned from the ancient tomb of Wu! Otherwise, no matter how powerful the common skill is, it can't hold the power of Linghuo.
"Frozen thousands of miles!" Jiang Cheng's body was shocked, and the whole arena was covered with cold air. Even the air was frozen, showing a strange lavender. The water in the air was constantly frozen, turning into Lavender ice crumbs.
Even the players standing outside the challenge arena can't bear the ultra-low temperature, and they rush to use their skills to keep out the cold.
Ten judges form a circle to deal with the cold and gather energy. The wall is not good. They release a lot of energy and envelop the whole arena, turning it into a hemispherical boundary.
"Desolate world!" Murong Wanqing's long sword was held high, and a wave of blood red flames rolled out of the sword.
At this moment, the deep purple cold and blood red high temperature compete in the challenge arena, so that half of the challenge arena is deep purple, half is blood red.
"Die for me!" Jiang Chengjian pointed to the ground, a sword tall: "Liuhe Yingong, Purple River wave!"
Whoo! A purple ice tornado rises! The tornado roared and chased Murong Wanqing. There were countless purple ice blades in the tornado!
Murong's long hair fluttered with the wind. Her sword was raised high and twisted rapidly in the sky. In the whirling fire mark, a huge fireball suddenly dived down!
The fireball was ten meters in diameter, full of blood red flames, and fell into a tornado.
Boom!
The cold and the flame exploded at the same time, the fireball disappeared, and the frost tornado also offset.
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"No, it's going to be dangerous! Help her Luo Yuan patted Xiang Nan's back: "go Xiang Nan was not moved and said, "don't worry, it's far from enough." "Ah?" Luo Yuan a Leng, then excited: "is there a stronger means of Wanqing?" On the challenge arena, Jiang Cheng walks to Murong Wanqing with a long sword and says, "sister Wanqing, I like a hot woman like you." "You might as well follow me. If you agree, just blink. With your ability, you can still do it?" Murong Wanqing stares at Jiang Cheng fiercely, and her internal fire begins to rise to melt the ice. Jiang Cheng put the iron pillar in his left hand and kept releasing cold air into it: "with me, you can't dissolve this ice in your life. I advise you to make a quick decision." "If you are with me, I will take you to jiuxiao mainland after I win the championship. I promise to treat you wholeheartedly and never make trouble with others." Murong Wanqing's fire of melting ice is not as much as Jiang Cheng's cold of continuously adding ice. She not only failed to dissolve her ice, but the ice became thicker. Just when everyone thought Murong Wanqing was going to fail, Murong Wanqing suddenly stopped and stopped melting the ice with fire. "Oh? Did you give up? " Jiang Cheng glared excitedly and said, "are you really willing to talk to me?" Voice just fell, Murong Wanqing's body, actually began to shine! It's a kind of blood red fire! The flame is usually yellow, and the core part of the flame is mostly light cyan, but Murong Wanqing burst out of the blood red flame! Gorgeous and amazing. "What?" Jiang Cheng was surprised: "what kind of Kung Fu are you doing?" Then, the ice wrapped in Murong Wanqing began to melt rapidly! No matter how Jiang Cheng tried to release the cold in the ice, he couldn't stop the ice melting. Click Click After the ice was thin to a certain extent, there were dense cracks. Suddenly, the ice broke into pieces all over the ground, and the Murong evening sky was clear! Boom! In the sky, Murong's body made a loud noise and burst into fire! The blood red flame enveloped her. At this moment, Murong Wanqing's whole height has increased by nearly one-third. The bloody flame weaves into a flame skirt, and a flame ribbon winds around her arms and entangles her back. And her long hair also turned into flame green silk. Murong Wanqing's figure is good, but she is only a green girl, but now her figure and temperament have become like Xu caiyue, with mature charm and temperament. Especially the flame skirt and long hair that wrapped her body made her like the goddess of flame. "That's it! blamed! It's spirit fire Jiang Cheng wants to crack, not willing to roar. "Spirit fire?" The audience was shocked. The elders of each sect looked at each other and couldn't believe what they heard. The long sword in Murong Wanqing's hand completely turned into a fire sword, and her realm soared to the end of the four great events of returning to the Yuan Dynasty! Then, continue to rise, jump to the five heavy medium-term Guiyuan! This realm is on a par with Jiang Cheng. "Jiang Cheng, you should regret it." Murong Wanqing's eyes are full of disgust, and he cuts off Jiang Cheng with a sword. A group of blood red flames rushed toward Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng's body was shocked and he roared: "frozen heaven and earth!" Whoo! There was a wave of waves on the challenge arena, which rolled towards the flame, and the temperature dropped rapidly, turning it into a dark blue frost wave. But Murong Wanqing used the power of Linghuo. The blood red flame didn't even have time to pause, so it swallowed the waves. Peng threw himself on Jiang Cheng. "Ah, ah, ah!" Jiang Cheng's whole body is on fire. He cries and rolls back and forth on the ground. The cold air in his body puffs out one by one. But Linghuo can't be put out by water! The so-called spirit fire is a kind of spirit body bred by heaven and earth. Even in the deep sea, it can burn for thousands of years. Soon, Jiang Cheng no longer struggled. He lay on the ground motionless, his whole body as black as coke. "Won?" The audience were all sweating with nervous palms. Look again, Jiang Cheng, who is lying on the ground, suddenly moves his fingers. "Well?" Murong Wanqing frowned: "not burned?" Then, Jiang Cheng jumped up from the ground, his whole body was severely burned, and his beautiful face was burned beyond recognition, which was very frightening. "Ah! Murong Wanqing, you ruined my face Jiang Cheng was furious and roared: "I wanted to save your life, but you forced me!" Jiang Cheng drew a circle with his hands, and the cold air flowed with his hands. The temperature on the challenge arena dropped again!"Liuhe Yingong!" Jiang Cheng roared, and his whole body was covered with purple frost! "Purple ice?" The players in the challenge arena are going backward one after another. The temperature of Zibing is so low that it's beyond these young warriors' understanding of cold. "Murong Wanqing, die for me!" Jiang Cheng held his hands high, and ten purple icicles were gathered above his head. Those icicles shot at Murong Wanqing. Murong Wanqing splits off a sword, and ten Linghuo swords head-on. The bloody flame and purple icicle roar in the air, but they counteract each other. "Liuhe Yingong..." Xiang Nan's heart sank. This skill must have been learned from the ancient tomb of Wu! Otherwise, no matter how powerful the common skill is, it can't hold the power of Linghuo. "Frozen thousands of miles!" Jiang Cheng's body was shocked, and the whole arena was covered with cold air. Even the air was frozen, showing a strange lavender. The water in the air was constantly frozen, turning into Lavender ice crumbs. Even the players standing outside the challenge arena can't bear the ultra-low temperature, and they rush to use their skills to keep out the cold. Ten judges form a circle to deal with the cold and gather energy. The wall is not good. They release a lot of energy and envelop the whole arena, turning it into a hemispherical boundary. "Desolate world!" Murong Wanqing's long sword was held high, and a wave of blood red flames rolled out of the sword. At this moment, the deep purple cold and blood red high temperature compete in the challenge arena, so that half of the challenge arena is deep purple, half is blood red. "Die for me!" Jiang Chengjian pointed to the ground, a sword tall: "Liuhe Yingong, Purple River wave!" Whoo! A purple ice tornado rises! The tornado roared and chased Murong Wanqing. There were countless purple ice blades in the tornado! Murong's long hair fluttered with the wind. Her sword was raised high and twisted rapidly in the sky. In the whirling fire mark, a huge fireball suddenly dived down! The fireball was ten meters in diameter, full of blood red flames, and fell into a tornado. Boom! The cold and the flame exploded at the same time, the fireball disappeared, and the frost tornado also offset. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
