1191: C1191 Hellish Ice Flame

C1191 Hellish Ice Flame

Murong Yu felt the scenery in front of his eyes change. Just when he was about to struggle, he had already entered a space.

A familiar aura assaulted his face, drowning him in an instant. At the same time, he felt that the hand that had grabbed him previously opened at the same time.

Murong Yu felt a chill in his heart. He wanted to enter the Heetu Luo Shu at the first possible moment and escape from this place. However, at this moment, a surge of power directly landed on his body. And then he discovered that his strength had actually been sealed.

This sort of method had always been Murong Yu's usual method. It was just that he never would have thought that it would be used on him by someone else today.

At the same time Murong Yu was sealed, the void shattered and a figure fell out of the void.

Murong Yu's eyes narrowed slightly as a chilling murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes. This was because the person who had entered was Xuan Yue.

This time, Murong Yu was finally sure that it was a saint who attacked him. He was also shocked by the power of this saint. To be able to save Xuan Yue before the power of Divine Realm was released, this person's strength must be at least Lau Haocang's level.

"Murong Yu, you never thought this day would come, right? I'll kill you right now and massacre the entire Glory Sect. " After Xuan Yue entered, she stared at Murong Yu with eyes filled with hatred and quickly walked over with killing intent.

Murong Yu just sneered. He didn't even look at Xuan Yue as he said in a deep voice, "Come out."

A cold killing intent flashed across Xuan Yue's eyes as she took a step in front of Murong Yu and ruthlessly smacked Murong Yu with her palm!

Murong Yu's heart was instantly enveloped by an incomparably strong aura of death! At this moment, he knew that Xuan Yue could threaten his life.

With a thought, the Heetu Luo Shu and the Yin Yang Cauldron of Qiankun was about to be summoned. Although his power was sealed, it didn't obstruct his control of the magical equipment.

However, before these treasures could appear, an authoritative voice called out, "Xuan Yue, stop right there."

Xuan Yue's hatred for Murong Yu reached its peak. Hearing that, he did not stop immediately. Instead, he let out a cold snort and increased his speed even more. He sent a slap towards Murong Yu, intending to kill him.

Humph!

Seeing that Xuan Yue had actually defied his orders, the Saint Immortal was very unhappy. With a cold snort, a stream of power suddenly descended like a torrent...

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out as Xuan Yue was sent flying. Murong Yu even saw Xuan Yue spurt out a mouthful of blood as she was sent flying. It seemed like the saint behind her didn't have a good relationship with her.

Seeing this scene, Murong Yu temporarily did not bring out the Yin Yang Cauldron of Qiankun and the Heetu. However, he was also always prepared. Once they attacked, he would first have to protect his own life.

A shadow flashed, a figure appeared in Murong Yu's line of sight. At the same time that this figure appeared, an incomparably vast dragon's might engulfed everything, instantly drowning Murong Yu.

Murong Yu's expression changed drastically.

It was not because the dragon's might was so strong, but rather that his motherf * cker body, which had reached the Peak of Holy Class realm, was about to explode. It was this dragon's might that made him feel very familiar with it.

Thinking about the familiar aura here, a bad feeling immediately surfaced in Murong Yu's heart. That holy dragon!

Standing in front of Murong Yu, was a middle-aged man in green clothes. His face was indifferent and his clothes fluttered without any wind. He looked at Murong Yu with cold eyes.

This man should be the holy dragon that Murong Yu stole the dragon's egg from. Just that, he did not know which was stronger between him and Lau Haocang. However, Murong Yu felt that this holy dragon was at least on the same level as Lau Haocang, or maybe even stronger.

The green-clothed man didn't say anything, he only looked coldly at Murong Yu. Murong Yu didn't say anything and just stared back fearlessly.

However, cracking sounds could be heard from his body, as if his bones were being broken. At the same time, his expression became extremely unsightly, and traces of cold sweat dripped from his body.

A huge pressure!

The pressure was on his body. Even if his body reached Peak of Holy Class, it would still be difficult to resist such a terrifying force. Because, his bones were starting to crack inch by inch. His flesh and blood also began to shatter as his meridians burst open. Even his soul began to tremble violently, as if it were about to shatter.

Murong Yu definitely believed that the other party did not use his aura to force him. He had even restrained most of his aura. However, just this unwittingly overwhelming pressure alone was enough to make him feel like his body was about to shatter.

This was the power of a saint, something a quasi-Saint could not compare to.

"Lord, why didn't you kill him?" Xuan Yue walked over and stood respectfully behind the holy dragon. Her eyes were filled with hatred as she stared at Murong Yu. She gnashed her teeth in anger and wished she could slap Murong Yu to death.

Humph!

Saint Dragon didn't say anything and only coldly snorted.

With a "peng" sound, Xuan Yue was sent flying once again. Blood spurted into the air as her face paled. However, even though this was the case, she still didn't complain. Murong Yu saw that there was only fear in her eyes and no hatred or hatred.

After stabilizing herself, Xuan Yue quickly returned to stand behind the holy dragon, lowering her head even further.

"I am curious, how did you revive her? Didn't her soul turn to dust? " Murong Yu gritted his teeth as he took on the Holy Dragon's Dragon Might. However, he still forced a smile and said lightly.

Hearing that, Xuan Yue, who had her head lowered, suddenly raised it. She glared at Murong Yu with eyes more venomous than a venomous snake's, as if she wanted to eat Murong Yu alive.

"Hand over the dragon egg and dragon key." Sheng Long ignored Murong Yu's question.

Murong Yu's eyes lit up: "What dragon key? Never seen it before! As for the dragon egg? I've already roasted it and eaten it. "

Humph!

The holy dragon gave a cold snort. A terrifying draconic aura instantly exploded forth!

Puff!

At this moment, Murong Yu's body exploded.

However, after snorting coldly, Sheng Linglong didn't attack again. Even though Xuan Yue, who was behind him, wanted to attack, when she thought about how terrifying the Holy Dragon was, in the end, she could only fiercely stare at Murong Yu, who had exploded into a bunch of Blood Fog.

Therefore, Murong Yu's soul did not shatter.

Murong Yu was shocked. With a thought, he reformed his body.

"This time, it will only be the physical body. Next time, it will be the soul." Sheng Long said indifferently, but the threat in his words was extremely strong.

In addition to the threat, there was also a biting cold killing intent.

Murong Yu gnashed his teeth in anger, but there was nothing he could do. The power of a saint was truly too terrifying. Moreover, he also knew that this holy dragon was definitely capable of doing what he said.

However, he was even more interested in that dragon-shaped key. If even an existence like the holy dragon was so nervous about that key, wouldn't that mean that the dragon key wasn't simple?

Moreover, that dragon egg had already been devoured by the golden dragon a long time ago, so how could he give it back?

"I'll give you ten breaths of time. If you don't hand it over after ten breaths of time, you'll undoubtedly die. "Ten …" As he spoke, the Holy Dragon had already started counting down.

Murong Yu started to worry and secretly contacted the Heetu. Although his power was sealed, the Heetu could still store him in the Heetu's Luo Shu. As long as he entered the Heetu, it would be considered to be safe.

"Wait a minute, that dragon egg of yours should be more important to you, right? Or your descendants? "

"Nine … "Eight …" While Murong Yu was speaking, the holy dragon was still counting down. It didn't stop just because of him.

This made Murong Yu very angry.

"Heetu, can you put me in the Heetu's Luo Book?" While Murong Yu was panicking, he had already communicated with the Heetu.

"It should be possible. But the Saint's reaction is extremely fast, even if he were to take you in with the Heetu, you wouldn't be able to escape from here. " The Heetu hurriedly said.

"Don't worry about it. Put me inside first." Murong Yu couldn't care so much, he would go to the Heetu Luo Shu first before anything else.

"Three... "Two …"1

As he spoke, the ten breaths of time had already been counted down.

"Withdraw!"

Murong Yu's heart stirred, and he had already opened Heetu Luo Shu's mouth. An incomparably huge suction force instantly acted on his body, wanting to suck him in.

But at this moment, a strange smile flashed across Sheng Long's face. Then he flicked his finger …

With a "Chi" sound, Murong Yu felt that his connection with the Heetu was broken. Strictly speaking, it was not that the connection was broken, but at this moment, both him and the Heetu were frozen in place, unable to move at all.

"Do you want to enter your treasure space?" Sheng Long looked at Murong Yu with a smile on his face.

Murong Yu's expression changed drastically.

At the same time, an incomparably terrifying force slammed into his body.

Bang!

After a muffled sound, Murong Yu's body exploded into pieces. At the same time, the Holy Dragon's Hand reached out and grabbed Murong Yu's soul before he could reform his physical body.

"I said that the next time it will shatter is your soul. But I've changed my mind now. " Sheng Long looked at Murong Yu with a smile.

Murong Yu got goosebumps. At the same time, just as he was thinking about how the holy dragon would torture him, he saw a faint, transparent white flame appear on the dragon's other hand. It looked like ice.

"Hell Ice Flame!"

When Murong Yu saw the nearly white flames, the Heetu's cry of surprise appeared in his soul.

Even the Heetu could not help but cry out?

Murong Yu suddenly had a thump as he felt that this was going to be a tragedy.

"The Hell-ice Flames have no effect whatsoever on the body. However, it could directly burn one's soul. Of course, just this little bit of Hell's Ice Flame will not burn your soul. " As he spoke, the holy dragon placed the Hellfire Ice Flame under Murong Yu's soul.

Ah!

When the Hell's Ice Flame neared his soul, the completely unprepared Murong Yu immediately cried out in pain!

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