Chapter 375: Cold fire water

A cold sizzling sound suddenly sounded like a thunder. In the ears of Wang Meng and others, the sounds echoed, and in their hearts, the waves of the waves were smashed. Several monks in Danyang’s territory spurted a blood directly. Back.
"Before... the seniors forgive sins. I don't know if my predecessors are here. I ventured into my predecessors and asked my seniors to spare me..."
The burly middle-aged man fell to the ground directly, his face stunned to the depths of the island, and he kept asking for mercy.
Even if his cultivation has reached the late stage of Danyang, under the coldness of the previous one, it still feels that the spiritual power in the body is constantly rolling, as if it is going to burst, almost directly falling.
"It’s just a cold, there is such power, and this person’s cultivation must be shocking!

At this point, the look of the middle-aged man's face is even more frightening, and he is constantly pleading for mercy. Several Danyang monks behind him are also in this way. Only Wang Meng is the exception.
"In the whole 36 islands, it is only three people who have been trained to reach the spiritual world. But they are all practicing in the world all year round. They will not be easy on the road. Although this person’s cultivation is strong, it will not be Spirituality!"
Wang Meng’s eyes are constantly flashing, his heart is thinking about something, his eyes are constantly looking toward the cave.
"This person is acting with a tail-up, it must be a scruple, or even just a bluff! Even if he is in the late Yuan Tianjing, with my cultivation, it is enough to fight, no need to fear him!"
After a quick speculation in the heart, Wang Meng’s eyes flashed a cold mang, and when the foot stepped out, the repairs in the early days of Yuan Tianjing broke out and swayed the entire island.
"Tibet head and tail, it is really not for me to be a monk. If you have the means, you can show up directly and fight with Wang. Otherwise, the magic weapon on this island, you will give up as soon as possible!" Wang Meng's mouth is cold With a drink, his face showed a cold kill.
In his view, if the other party is really repaired to the sky, he has already killed himself and others. The reason why he will hide his head is to shock himself and then swallow the treasure on the island.
Therefore, although Wang Meng’s heart was vigilant, he did not care too much. At this moment, after seeing the other party not responding to his own words for a long time, the thoughts in his heart were more firm.
"Since you are not willing to show up, then Wang has to be hands-on, please show up!"
Wang Meng’s mouth snorted, his hands were fast, and a powerful spiritual force burst out of his body. The light flashed and the surrounding seas suddenly raged.
"Yu Shui!"
The sound of low drink sounded from the mouth of Wang Meng, and the sound echoed. The deep blue water suddenly screamed out, and a wave of waves crashed into the sky, and drowned in the direction of the cave house.
"Yu Shui! This is the big brother's water!"
Looking at the turbulent waves flowing between the heavens and the earth, the burly middle-aged man and other monks also stopped to beg for mercy, and looked at the waves with a shock.
Endlessly swaying under the control of Wang Meng, like a roaring dragon, the rolling waves, emitting a scent of destruction, madly rushing toward the cave, just like the annihilation of the heavens and the earth.
"I don't know the mouse generation, dare to let me go before Wang Meng, this time I have to see how you deal with it!"
Wang Meng’s face showed a bloodthirsty color, and when he looked at the Dongfu, he flowed cruelly.
But when his voice fell, a thin figure suddenly appeared outside the Dongfu, a worn-out robes, covered with scarlet blood, as if soaked from the blood, only a little black lines, It can be clearly identified that this is a black robe.
Under the blood coat, it is a young man who looks very young. His appearance is clear and his eyes are like electricity. It is Luoyang who walked out of Dongfu!
"Since you are looking for death yourself, then you will have a stranger..."
The calm voice was spoken from Luo Yang's mouth. Even in the face of the turbulent waves, his face still had no fluctuations. When the spiritual power in his hands slowly condensed, a red flame suddenly appeared.
"Use fire?"
After seeing Luo Yang suddenly appearing, Wang Meng’s heart was also shocked, but when he saw the flame in Luo Yang’s hand, his face immediately showed a sneer.
"The sea in the magical sea is very strange this day. It is a small flame. Even if you make a sea of ​​fire, you will want to evaporate it!"
Wang Meng shook his head and said with sarcasm that between the hands, the frantic sea of ​​water surged more vigorously and went straight to Luo Yang.
Luo Yang’s face was always as usual, and after the flame flashed in his hand, the red flame quickly rolled and turned into a white flame.
"Water can ignite, but it depends on what kind of fire..."
After the light in the eyes flashed, Luo Yang’s hand waved, and the white flame immediately flew out quickly. When it flew out quickly, it changed and expanded, turning into a white sea of ​​fire, and the rushing waves suddenly slammed. Collided.
A fierce roar screamed, and the chilly aftershocks swept across the heavens and the earth, and a cold, bitter cold chilled out.
"This...this is...a cold fire!!"
Wang Meng’s eyes showed an incredible look, staring at the burning white flame, and the whole person was directly in the same place.
The white flame of Sen is burning constantly. When the wave just touches, the whole seawater is frozen and condensed into a cold ice. Even in Wang Meng’s loss of consciousness, the white flame swept quickly and it was close at hand.
"Damn! What the flame is!"
Feeling the extreme cold force on the flame, Wang Meng's eyes suddenly tightened, and when his heart slammed, his hands quickly smashed and wanted to resist the white flame.
But when he was just moving, the white flame quickly condensed and turned into a white flower, which floated between heaven and earth.
"burst!"
A cold drink suddenly reverberated, and when the sound fell, the white lingering flower suddenly burst, turning into a terrible cold, and swept in all directions.
The monks in the distance have retireed and want to escape the impact of this cold, but they are still being swept by the waves, and the blood is spurting in the mouth. When they look up, their faces are exposed. look.
I saw that under their gaze, the Wang Meng, who had the cultivation of Yuan Tianjing, has now turned into a crystal-clear ice sculpture. On the pale face, there is a deep despair and panic, as if it is forever frozen. The moment before death!