Chapter 336 Breaking the Cold 2

The chasing underworld monk saw that Luo Zhen not only did not escape, but also attacked him. When he was stunned, he suddenly had an ominous foreboding, and the speed of escape slowed down to the extreme in an instant, almost stopped in place.

Luo Zhen's whole body is immersed in a kind of purple glow, a terrible energy fluctuation, centered on Luo Zhen's body, constantly spreading around.

Suddenly, Luo Zhen shouted loudly, and all the purple lights disappeared in an instant! No, it's not disappearing. It's more appropriate to say that it's condensed. Except for the lightning shield with faint purple light, all the purple thunder lights condensed in an instant and turned into a purple sword.

This cup of purple sword is completely condensed by the power of purple thunder, which is similar to the purple thunder machete sacrificed by Luo Zhen when he fought with the spirit of the spirit and fantasy treasure hall. However, the power of purple thunder contained in this purple sword is far more than the purple thunder machete.

Because in the magic hall, Luo Zhen did not dare to consume too much thunder power and condensed the purple thunder machete. At that time, he had not yet escaped from the magic hall, and Luo Zhen's ancient god's power had long been exhausted, and all his reliance was the thunder power in the five elements of thunder beads. But now it's different. Without the danger of being trapped, Luo Zhen can use the power of purple thunder without scruples. Another point is that Ye Mengyu is in a very dangerous situation now. Although he has just crossed a wisp of ancient god power to her body and forcibly suppressed the cold air, he can only suppress it for a short period of time. The cold air in Ye Mengyu's body broke through the suppression of Luo Zhen's wisp of ancient god power. At that time, if he wanted to save Ye Mengyu, he would be exhausted.

Therefore, now Luo Zhensan has tried his best to kill or defeat these three underworld monks in the shortest time, end the battle as soon as possible, and then seize the time to find a way to heal Ye Mengyu.

Luo Zhen still has a good impression on Ye Mengyu. At the beginning, when she saw her for the first time, she was trapped by the cold and slept in the Xuanbing jade coffin. At that time, if Luo Zhen wanted to go to the City of Tianyun, he had to borrow the Xuanbing jade coffin. At that time, he and Ye Mengyu were only one-sided relationship, but he still lent him the Xuanbing jade coffin. Although at that time, Luo Zhen used the power of the ancient god to temporarily restrain the cold air pressure in her body, and gave it within a year, he would The promise to get rid of the cold for her, but so far, the promise has not been fulfilled, and Luo Zhen also has a trace of guilt in his heart.

Later, Luo Zhen got something in the city of Tianyun and returned to the Holy Ice Palace with Ye Mengling. But as soon as he came out, he was plotted by Ye Mengling. If it hadn't been for Ye Mengyu's standing up at that time, Luo Zhen would have been more and less lucky. Luo Zhen has always kept this feeling in mind.

Although Luo Zhen has been clear until now that Ye Mengyu and Ye Mengling's two sisters were just pretending to turn against each other, at that time, it was indeed Ye Mengyu who saved his life. In any case, Luo Zhen should do his best to protect Ye Mengyu's life. At least, she should not die at the hands of these underworld monks. .

"Who are you? Dare to do something bad for us?" The masked monk in the underworld saw Luo Zhen attacking him, but he did not panic, but asked in a low voice.

Luo Zhen said coldly, "The person who took your life!"

"Humph, that's a big tone! Do you know who we are?"

Luo Zhen frowned and said, "Isn't it just the three monks of the underworld! What's the big deal? Anyway, you're dying. I might as well tell you the truth. I don't know how many underworld monks like you have been killed! There are not many of the three of you!"

The masked monk's body was slightly stunned, and then laughed and said, "I really don't know the depth of heaven and earth. It's up to you, and I also want to kill the underworld monk!" That's just talking in the daytime!"

Luo Zhen said, "Is it a dream? You'll know it later!" After saying that, the figure moved and no longer chattered with the underworld monk. The purple sword in his hand turned over, and suddenly a burst of purple electricity. From the hilt of the sword, it climbed out, and the rapid flowed to the tip of the sword, stagnated at the tip of the sword, as if it were a huge purple **, hanging on the tip of the purple sword.

The masked monk of the underworld also seemed to feel the fluctuation of the horrible energy emanating from the purple sword in Luo Zhen's hand. At present, he did not dare to look down and said, "You are not a monk in the world of cultivation. Who are you?"

Luo Zhen did not answer, and the purple sword in his hand slowly handed forward. The condensed pearl of purple thunder quickly flew out of the tip of the sword. In mid-air, the pearl of purple thunder changed rapidly.

It seems to be a seed. When it absorbs enough sunlight, it begins to sprout and grow. However, this process was compressed in a very short moment, almost in the blink of an eye, and the pearl of purple thunder turned into a huge phantom sword.

This sword can split a mountain. The huge thunder force contained in it almost forced away the air around the giant sword. Circles of ripple-like airflow appeared around the phantom giant sword.

This sword is so powerful that it hits the masked monk in the underworld with the momentum of destroying the world.

At this time, the masked underworld monk finally believed that what Luo Zhen had said before that he had killed many underworld monks was not a dream, but the truth. Because when the phantom sword was still a few feet away from him, he sensed the huge energy contained in it, which was a kind of energy that could crack the sky and the earth, not the manpower could compete with.

However, the masked underworld monk would not sit and wait for death. He pinched a strange fingerprint in his hand. Suddenly, the endless black underworld gushed out of his chest. As soon as those black underworlds gushed out, they turned into a huge black flower.

This strange flower condensed by the black underworld blooms rapidly, and the black petals stretched out almost covered the whole body of the masked underworld monk.

A wisp of black smoke is constantly spreading from the stamens of the black underworld flower. And this black underworld flower is also growing rapidly. For a moment, it is like a flower mountain. Each petal is as big as a room, and on top of the petals, it is densely full of many complex underworld runes.

From the flower of the black underworld! In the core, the continuous transmission of black smoke is also rapidly integrated into those petals and absorbed by those underworld runes. After absorbing enough black smoke, those underworld runes turned into living things one by one and began to circulate, as if to jump out of the shackles of petals and go into the air.

With a sound, the phantom sword sacrificed by Luo Zhen pierced into the black underworld flower.

At this time, the petals of the black underworld flower suddenly contracted, and the speed of the underworld runes on it was also accelerated by hundreds of times in an instant, almost connected into one piece, which could not be separated.

A moment later, the black petals were completely disturbed, and the phantom sword sacrificed by Luo Zhenza was also completely wrapped in.

At this time, the black underworld flower is like a huge black silkworm cocoon, and in this silkworm cocoon, there seems to be a life, constantly twisting and jumping, as if it wants to break free from the shackles of this layer of silkworm cocoon and break out of the air.

When he was young, the life seemed to be exhausted, and the frequency of the pulse of the black underworld flower was getting lower and lower, and the range was getting smaller and smaller. On the black petals that were already disturbed, the underworld runes finally gradually calmed down, and the speed of circulation was not as fast as before.

Seeing this, the masked monk in the underworld couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, looked at Luo Zhen, and said proudly, "Well, that's all. No matter how powerful your tricks are, you will be blocked by my black demon flower, and the energy in it will turn into the nourishment of the black demon flower and make it stronger and stronger. That is to say, the stronger your attack, the more energy it contains, and the defense of the Black Demon Flower will also improve rapidly. You see, the runes on those black petals, when you get the energy in your giant sword, it will become bigger and stronger.

Luo Zhen didn't care at all and said, "Really? Then take a closer look!"

The masked monk of the underworld looked at the closed black demon flower again. Suddenly, he was shocked and exclaimed, "How is that possible? How is that possible? This is impossible!!!"

It turns out that one of the black demon flower that resists the opponent's attack is to convert the energy in the attack into nutrients and nourish the underworld runes on the petals. As those runes become bigger and stronger, new underworld runes will reproduce. In this way, the defense ability of the black demon flower will be greatly The improvement.

But now, falling into the eyes of the masked underworld monk is not the same as he used to resist his opponent.

The underworld rune on the black petals showed no sign of getting bigger and stronger, but showed a strange purple. If you look carefully, you will find that among those underworld runes, there are extremely small wisps of purple thunder light, constantly flowing, devouring the original energy in the underworld runes.

At this moment, the masked monk in the underworld was finally panicked. Under his anger, he couldn't care much. As soon as the figure moved, a black underworld power in his hand was transformed at the same time. The underworld power directly penetrated into the black underworld flower and integrated into it.

Suddenly, in the underworld rune on the black petals, there were many equally sharp black silk threads. As soon as these black silk threads appeared, they were entangled with the purple thunder light and devoured each other.