Chapter 400 Frozen City

In the Cuiyun Star, it was Duan Soul who used the reverse soul mirror to create a rune for Zhao Qianyang. Without this rune, Zhao Qianyang would not be able to collect evil spirits, and he would not be able to turn evil into good luck many times. Maybe he would have died long ago.

"Hey! If you offend me, no one wants to live. Solanhong held the anti-soul mirror in his hand and smiled wildly. He thought that it would be difficult to hit Zhao Qianyang with this mirror. After all, Zhao Qianyang had just shocked him too much, but this blow made him regain all his confidence. At this moment, he even felt that no one was his opponent again. .

Zhao Qianyang slowly raised his head and said, "Brother Gu Yi, you go back to the creation world first. The matter here is over. I'm looking for you." When he spoke, his eyes were already blood red. When Gu Yiboqi and Zhao Qianyang stood together, they felt a tingling feeling all over. He didn't know what Zhao Qianyang had found in his heart. What he knew was that it must be extremely important to Zhao Qianyang. Zhao Qianyang didn't want to let himself stand here for fear of accidentally hurting himself.

"Good." Gu Yiboqi nodded.

Zhao Qianyang dragged out the palm of his hand, and a force of space rolled Gu Yiboqi into the creation world. Then he turned his head and looked at Solanhong coldly and said, "Where did you get this mirror in your hand?"

"Hey, what, are you afraid? How did the mirror in my hand come, and what does it matter to you? When Solanhong spoke, his body involuntarily retreated. He didn't know why there was a feeling of fear in his heart. He sweated coldly. Obviously, the mirror was already very powerful. Obviously, Zhao Qianyang had been hurt, but as soon as the fear in his heart sprouted, it grew quickly.

"Say, how did the mirror in your hand come?" Zhao Qianyang said coldly. As his voice came out, an extremely cold air emanated from Zhao Qianyang's body. In an instant, with Zhao Qianyang as the center, all the area around him was sealed with ice.

So Lanhong was also within a kilometer of Zhao Qianyang. He relied on the powerful soul power in his body to resist the cold outside and said in horror in his heart, "Ice! How can you release the ice"

Ice evil is the coldest thing in the soul cultivation world. If there is anything colder than ice evil, there is only ice evil, and the ice evil spirit collected by Zhao Qianyang is the coldest. The ice evil spirit has condensed into a solid body, which is extremely cold, and a drop of ice evil can change the weather within thousands of miles.

"Ty!" Zhao Qianyang would go out with one hand, and an extremely strong wind blade quickly cut towards Solanhong. The speed was too fast. Solanhong had no reaction at all, and there was no sound. His hand had been cut off, and the clenched counter-soul mirror on his palm also fell into Zhao Qianyang's hand.

Zhao Qianyang held the anti-soul mirror in his hand and muttered, "Master, where are you? Disciple is unfilial. After saying that, there were tears in his eyes.

"Give me back the mirror." Solanhong said loudly. Under his arm, the rune flashed out, just like a growing vine. Soon, a complete arm was reborn.

"I'll give you a chance to make a whole body. Tell me quickly, where did you get this ghost mirror?" Zhao Qianyang said slowly.

"Yes... was given to me by one person." Solanhong couldn't help saying it. When he said this, he couldn't help but be extremely surprised. He had already bit his mouth, but he didn't expect that this sentence would still come out.

"Who!" Zhao Qianyang asked coldly, and a kind of evil fluctuation broke out in his body. Under this fluctuation, the energy in the air also changed violently, and the space seemed to become unstable.

"You... let me go, and I'll tell you!" Solanhong trembled and said that he had felt that Zhao Qianyang's evil spirit was a hundred times more terrifying than the evil spirit he saw in nature.

"Hmm! If you don't tell me, I have a way to know." Zhao Qianyang said slowly. Then, his palm quickly turned over, and countless ice burst out in Zhao Qianyang's palm, in an instant. The runes above the sky formed a thick layer of frost.

The whole world is cold, and it is white. Looking at it for a long time, everything is frozen inside. Large buildings can't stand the cold smell and are directly cracked by the ice. In addition to white, there is a faint red on the ground, which is fused with ice and snow, which is the color of blood.

"How can this man have such strong energy?" Solanhong looked at the scene in front of him and was speechless. If it hadn't been for his extremely strong cultivation, he would have frozen to death in it. After his consciousness was released, he felt that he and Zhao Qianyang were the only living soul practitioners in the whole Jinrong City, and the soul practitioners of soul transformation could not resist Zhao Qianyang Bingsha. The whole city has become a veritable combination, deeply shrouded in the boundless cold.

There is another living beast, that is Zhao Qianyang's Royal Dragon. The Royal Dragon also has an extremely huge breath in his body, but in such a cold air, he can't help trembling with cold and roaring.

"You should go back too!" Zhao Qianyang said lightly. Then the palm condensed into a space force, and the real dragon swept into the creation world.

Only Solanhong was left. His cold sweat kept flowing out, and then a layer of ice formed on his body, which was extremely cold and deeply stung his skin.

At this time, Zhao Qianyang slowly raised his head and said, "You destroyed my hometown and took away my master's soul weapon. I can't let go of such hatred than you." While talking, a black energy rune appeared in Zhao Qianyang's hand, which is one of the two color runes he cultivated to the realm of nature. So far, there is nothing that he can't eliminate with black energy.

So Lanhong's eyes suddenly became firm. In such an environment, he had a sense of death. He knew in his heart that no matter what he was, Zhao Qianyang would not let him go. Now whether it was his head, resistance or escape, he would die, so he planned to fight this name, and also He bit off a piece of meat from Zhao Qianyang's body.

So Lanhong gritted his teeth and released his soul weapon. This is a long black knife. Although the soul weapon has a very powerful ability without a reverse soul mirror, the weapon is the one he has used for the longest time and is also his best.

With a knife, the long black knife turned into a rainbow-like light and cut straight to Zhan Qianyang.

Zhao Qianyang sneered. He did not use any soul weapons, but waved his hand, and a huge palm formed by black energy slapped fiercely on the rainbow light.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion, as if a salute fireworks exploded in the sky, and countless fine colorful lights were shining everywhere.

So Lanhong spewed out a mouthful of blood. This soul weapon was closely related to his soul. Unexpectedly, the soul weapon had been smashed by Zhao Qianyang for a moment. For a moment, his face turned pale and his eyes were full of despair. The difference in strength between the two is too big. Seeing the huge palm formed by black energy grabbing towards him, Solanhong couldn't even teleport. He tried his best to fly backwards, but found that the air condensed in front of him and kept him unable to move. At this time, Zhao Qianyang's palm pressed on his forehead.

Countless memories came out. Like a movie scene, it flashed in front of his eyes.

Zhao Qianyang felt that the memory of the transformation of the soul is much more difficult than that of the soul cultivation. But at this time, he had no scruples. The great anger in his heart made him use all the energy he could use. At this time, he also used the energy in the creation world.

In an instant, Solanhong's flesh and blood quickly dried up as if they had lost moisture. His eyes are like ashes. Over the past two hundred years, everything he has gone through has been replayed quickly in his mind, making him feel as if he is 200 years old again. He seems to see the helpless eyes of the cities destroyed by him.