Chapter 388: Terrible Ice Saint

As Bing Sheng's palm came out, a strong cold air immediately enveloped Zhou Fan's body, extremely fast, even if Zhou Fan wanted to evade, he didn't have a hurry.
On Zhou Fan's body, there was a layer of ice that quickly condensed, but in a short moment, it froze him into an ice sculpture.
"What?" Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but lose their sorrow. This guy was so powerful that Zhou Fan was frozen in his hand.
"It deserves to be the ancient ice saint, the methods are really tyrannical." Seeing this scene, Ji Wuwei also took a deep breath, his expression extremely solemn.
This move was silent, and when it couldn't react at all, it directly sealed the body with cold air from the outside to the inside, until it completely frozen the person into an ice sculpture.
If he faced this trick, it would be difficult to avoid it.
Could it be that Zhou Fan is about to fail?
No one spoke, they looked at the ice sculpture formed by Zhou Fan, and there was a touch of sadness in their eyes.
However, immediately afterwards, everyone saw that in Zhou Fan's body, there was a group of extremely hot power bursting out, like a big day, instantly evaporating the ice that was covering him.
"This is the mysterious flame on the body of Uncle Shi!" Seeing this scene, Jiang Xingtian and the others also breathed a sigh of relief.
"What kind of flame is this, why is it so terrible?" Ji Wuwei asked.
The cold air that can instantly freeze the Daluo Golden Wonderland, the general flame has no effect at all, and even instantly extinguished under this cold air.
But Zhou Fan not only resisted the cold air, but even evaporated the ice with the power of the flame. The strength of the flame was shocking.
"If what I expected is not bad, this should be the true fire of the legendary Samadhi." Jiang Xingtian pondered slightly.
Regarding the true fire of Samadhi, he had seen it in ancient books, but he could not believe that the flame on Zhou Fan's body would be true fire of Samadhi.
"It turned out to be the real fire of Samadhi." Ji Wuwei and others looked at each other, and they all saw a touch of shock in their eyes.
No wonder it is so powerful, it turned out to be real fire in samādhi.
It's just that Samadhi Real Fire is extremely rare. Where did Zhou Fan get this strong flame?
But no matter where Zhou Fan got it from, they all knew that with this flame, Zhou Fan could also compete with Bing Sheng.
"It's no wonder that being able to walk here is actually carrying this kind of magical flame!" Bing Sheng looked at Zhou Fan who was enveloped by the flame in surprise, his expression more solemn.
From above this flame, he also felt a strong danger.
"You are now worth my all-out effort." There was ice blue glitter in Bing Sheng's eyes.
As soon as he stepped on his feet, his body seemed to be teleporting, appearing beside Zhou Fan, his white palms, with ice-blue spiritual power, made his palms, like those cast by thousands of years of cold ice, radiate to the cold. power.
Facing the power of Bing Sage, Zhou Fan looked solemn, he raised his palm, and the real fire of Samadhi gathered and slapped it towards Bing Sage.
boom!
A hot palm, a cold palm, and two powers of different attributes, fiercely bombarded each other, and the terrible energy burst out, shaking the frozen throne.
Even that terrible strength, like a blade, left terrible scars on the throne.
If it were an ordinary place, under the confrontation between the two, it would have collapsed long ago, and it can even be said to be completely destroyed, but this Frozen Throne is the core of the entire formation, and it is beyond imagination. The confrontation still didn't let it shatter, leaving only deep scars.
Moreover, as the ice-blue gloss shimmered, the scars were quickly repaired.
The palm strength burst into force, forming a strong counter-shock force, causing the two to retreat a few steps at the same time, and then they rushed together again. The terrible energy filled the entire Frozen Throne. In the battle, even the powerhouse of Da Luo Jin Wonderland couldn't help his scalp tingling.
In the blink of an eye, the two had already fought hundreds of moves, but Zhou Fan still hadn't gained much advantage, and even as time passed, his strength was being consumed little by little.
boom!
Zhou Fan and Bing Sheng once again blasted a move, and the force of the counter shock directly separated the two of them, located on both sides of the Frozen Throne, looking at Bing Sheng with solemn expressions.
"Haha...happy!" Ice Saint roared, "Boy, your strength is very strong, even in ancient times, there are only a handful of people who can be like this holy warrior."
"Under normal circumstances, it would really be a bit troublesome if this saint wants to beat you, but here, I am the master, and I am the undefeated myth."
Bing Sheng laughed, and in his body, there was a strong and incomparable blue cold air gushing out.
"Frozen Cage!" Bing Sheng stretched out his palm, and the cold air in his palm slapped down towards the Frozen Throne at his feet.
As the Ice Saint slapped on the Frozen Throne, around Zhou Fan's feet, icicles suddenly emerged. The icicles formed a cage, trapping Zhou Fan in it.
"Boy, my ice-bound cage uses the power of the Frozen Throne. It is extremely strong. Just stay in it and be made into an ice sculpture by me." Bing Sheng looked at Zhou Fan with a grin. .
"Then I have to try, whether your cage can trap me." Zhou Fan looked cold, he reached out his palm, the real fire of Samadhi in his palm was surging, and he held it directly on an icicle.
Chi Chi Chi...
With the surging power of the real fire of Samadhi, a white mist emanated from the surface of the icicle, which did not melt immediately.
Moreover, Zhou Fan could perceive that the moment his palm touched the icicle, the icicle began to frantically absorb energy from the Frozen Throne, making up for the power evaporated by the real fire of Samadhi.
In other words, the icicle has been integrated with the Frozen Throne, and it is really too difficult to break the icicle, unless the power that can burst out instantly exceeds the power that the icicle draws from the Frozen Throne.
And now Zhou Fan, I am afraid that he does not have such power!
"Do you feel it?" The corner of Bing Sheng's mouth rose slightly. He looked at Zhou Fan, who was like a trapped beast in the ice-bound cage, as if he was looking at a clown.
"Next, I will show you what despair is!" The ice-cold light suddenly appeared in Bing Sheng's eyes.
His fingers formed a series of seals like lightning, and as the seals formed, the icicles besieged by Zhou Fan suddenly shot out a bunch of ice-cold power, and the ice-cold power directly enveloped them and was irreversible. Zhou Fan.
Moreover, as the cold air permeated, Zhou Fan could feel that the power of the true fire of Samadhi was faintly suppressed.
"Feel hopeless."
"Frozen cage, frozen refining!"