Chapter 189 The Power of the Dragon and Phoenix

With the fierce ghost spirit and strong fluctuations rushing straight to the sky, the king's death is particularly conspicuous at this time!

Its tall body is suspended in the sky three feet high, and the purple glow around it is shining. The dragon's head is empty and ice is cold, but the phoenix wings on its back are as strong as fire, burning and distorting the space.

"Oh..." It howled loudly and bombarded all the surrounding masters of Tianjing!

Several people spit blood in mid-air, and those with minor injuries were also pale. Fortunately, this group of masters who broke through the sky have extraordinary strength and will not be killed easily.

But the purgatory ghosts here are even more crazy, desperately attacking any non-pergatory ghost life forms within sight, causing countless deaths and injuries.

Ying Yu killed several ghosts in front of him in an instant, but he was hit by the purgatory monster that rushed behind him, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood. Even with spiritual protection, it was difficult to persist.

You should know that this place is originally a underworld, with endless ghost spirits, but there are not too many auras of heaven and earth, and there are very few that can be absorbed by him.

He consumed his spiritual power between attack and defense, but he could only get a small amount of aura of heaven and earth. Coupled with the overwhelming purgatory ghost attack, he was unable to fight for a long time.

"Be careful." Yun danced softly and shouted, his tone was full of worry, and his nervous expression made people feel pity.

She is protected by a little fox and is still unharmed. After all, the little fox has the realm of Taoism in the underworld, and treats the surrounding purgatory ghosts like straw. But the boundless purgatory ghosts swarmed in, still making it feel tired. At this moment, the defense is more than enough, but the attack is insufficient.

"Puff!" Ying Yu showed the king of Chu's kendo to the peak. The purple light was like a dragon, killing all the purgatory ghosts in the Monday circle. Then he looked at the position of the king's death and looked shocked.

At present, except for the masters of the underworld who broke the heaven, all the rest of the people in the underworld rushed to the king's death with enthusiasm in their eyes. After all, there are many people who want to subdue the king and death. If they succeed, their future is boundless, and there will not be only those few masters of heaven.

But the king's death deeply let everyone know what is terrible!

It roars and hovers in mid-air, and the two characteristics of ice and fire around it are intertwined, showing an extremely powerful destructive force.

No one can insist too much in front of it, and they are fiercely killed or bombarded by it. The scene is bloody and terrible, and countless people make the last screams in front of it.

Even if some people did not die on the spot, they would be rushed up by the rest of the purgatory ghosts after being bombarded, grabbing all parts of the body and tearing them into pieces. The internal organs, intestines and broken bones flew around in the air.

Even an old woman who walked in heaven did not avoid it in a hurry. She was grabbed by the king's death by her neck and an ankle, and ruthlessly tore it into pieces above her head. The sad screams echoed in the four fields of purgatory.

Just before everyone wanted to attack the king's death again, the king's god's purple hands were raised from bottom to top on both sides, and two completely different momentum gushed out from both directions.

One side was cold and chilly, frosting a large area of the land, even if people and purgatory ghosts did not escape.

The other side is hot and unbearable, and the flames are swallowing, burning the whole land. The fire is boiling, and both people and purgatory ghosts are suffering from the feeling of burning.

In an instant, it was the death of countless people and ghosts!

In response to the rain, they were in the range of freezing from the sky, and the empty air seemed to be frozen, turning into huge pieces of broken ice and falling from the air, hitting all the creatures in the covered area.

"This kind of attack has nowhere to retreat, only 3,000 worlds." Although he knew that the consumption would be greater, Ying Yu inevitably used three thousand world magic power.

As far as he could see, he clearly saw that a master of the underworld was trembling with cold and his behavior was stiff and difficult. And people with Taoist cultivation are directly frozen and cut off all vitality.

With such a dangerous attack, he will not be willing to take risks.

On the other side, the cloud dance is protected by a little fox, but nothing will happen. It's just that the situation on the scene is getting more and more serious.

Ice can freeze everything!

Fire can burn everything!

The king's death suddenly became powerful and beat a group of masters of the underworld in a embarrassment and difficult to continue the battle.

Under such circumstances, the king's death began a big counterattack, emitting strange fluctuations between his hands, which protected the purgatory ghosts from the double attack of ice and fire, only for non-purgers.

Under the leadership of the king's death, all the purgatory ghosts launched a big counterattack, killing the people of the underworld all over the wilderness, and blood was sprinkled all over the sky.

Ying Yu also suffered waves of attacks. Fortunately, the little fox is profound enough to deal with many purgatory ghosts with uneven strength. After Yingyu used the magic power of the three thousand worlds, he lived in the world of nothingness, and would not be hurt by any attack.

In such an out-of- world situation, he saw everything in his eyes.

"I'm afraid that the people in the underworld are powerless. This king and death is so strong." His face changed dramatically.

The king's death body is as motionless as a mountain, suspended in the original air, showing a great magical power to brutally kill a famous person in the underworld. No matter what level a person is, he can't stand his attack at this moment, turning into a blood mist on the land of purgatory.

Suddenly, after the king's death killed all the people around the underworld, his eyes fell on Ying Yu's body, and the pupils on the dragon's head flashed with a cruel bloody color.

"Can it attack me?"

Ying Yu fully supplies the consumption required by the magic powers of the three thousand worlds. The spiritual power in his body is like breaking the dike. No matter what the purgatory ghost next to him does, it can't hurt him. But after being seen by the king's death, his heart was cold, and his body seemed to be stiff, and he felt that he could not retreat at all.

"Wow..." As the king's death waved his hand to cast the spell, a touch of purple hard ice spread from the blood and soil with cold air. On the way, the people in the underworld were slightly touched, but died and disappeared. Nothing could be left behind, completely turned into powder.

Before this attack arrived in front of him, Ying Yu felt the piercing meaning all over his body and understood that even the magic power of the three thousand worlds could not protect him. If he touched it, he would die or be injured.

"Little rain, hide!" Yun Qingwu also saw something wrong and shouted nervously.

The purgatory ghosts covering the sky and the moon are endless, blocking her and the little fox, and they can't help Yingyu deal with the upcoming crisis.

Ying Yu's vision shifted slightly, giving Yun Qingwu a firm and reassuring look, and then decisively used the golden spiritual power in the fairy jade!