At this time, in the Demon Fighting Hall, two powerful lines of power erupted from the two figures in the center of the fighting platform, and inspired circles of terrifying shock waves that kept colliding, making the entire fighting platform in such a state.

Violent vibrations occur under impact.

This is a test before the war.

And these two people are the final contenders for the Fighting Demon Palace, Lu Batian and Ye Wulong.

At this time, Ye Wulong sneered and said, "Lu Batian, I advise you to hand over the Supreme Soul Code, otherwise you will end up like it." As Ye Wulong said this, he pointed at the handle behind him.

A long halberd covered with dark veins.

Lu Batian couldn't help but look at the dark halberd, and vaguely heard the low whistle coming from the halberd, as if to express its helplessness and unwillingness. Then he pointed the purple-striped dragon halberd at Ye Wulong angrily.

He said, "Ye Wulong, what did you do to the Supreme Demon Slayer Halberd?"

"It's not obvious, it's invalidated by me."

"Ye Wulong, you deserve to die."

"It seems that you don't accept my opinion, so let me see how you have improved over the years." As he said that, Ye Wulong's tattoo power surged all over his body, and the ghost-faced robe made a hunting sound under the blow of the tattoo power.

Sound. Then the soul-locking chain circled and danced around him, with black air covering the surface. Looking from a distance, it looked like a black python.

"How can you be arrogant when you are defeated?" After saying that, Lu Batian's tattoo pattern flashed behind him, outlining the outline of a blue dragon with waving claws. This conspicuous feature is undoubtedly the blue dragon pattern array. Then the pattern power was strengthened by the blue dragon pattern array.

It turned into a series of dragon shadows, roaring and circling around it.

"Seven Chains to Suppress the Soul." Ye Wulong shouted coldly, and his strength converged, turning into a torrent and pouring into the soul-locking chain. The soul-locking chain was immediately divided into seven, with a fierce momentum, with the potential to dance into the sky, and then

Ye Wulong pointed slightly at Lu Batian's position, and the seven soul-locking chains swept down with the power to suppress all living creatures.

"Eight Dragons Locking Heaven Halberd." Lu Batian also shouted angrily, and then the force formed a funnel shape and gathered on the tip of the halberd. Suddenly the halberd's light flickered, like a blue dragon staring, the power of the dragon spread, and it had the power to lock the sky.

boom!!

Two extremely fierce attacks collided instantly, and the waves that destroyed everything suddenly spread and swept around, causing cracks to spread in circles on the fighting platform. The center was even more under the pressure, with serious depressions and huge boulders.

Flying around, the two figures quickly retreated in the thick smoke, retreating beyond the aftermath.

"Both of them are very strong." Liu Yingfeng said while looking at the fierce battle in the Demon Fighting Palace.

"Well, he is the only one who can fight with Ye Wulong. Over the years, the distance from him has become further." Beicangjie stared at the figure in white and said with emotion.

…

At this time, on the small trial island in the Thunder Prison Palace.

Dao Yijie stared with murderous intent and said, "Ling Shaotian allowed me to reveal this trump card, which really surprises me." As he spoke, Dao Yijie's tattoo ring emitted a temperature that alternated between cold and hot.

Then a flash of purple light leaped out and condensed into a small purple cauldron, floating on the palm of his right hand.

Ling Shaotian's eyes narrowed, and he stared warily at the small purple cauldron in Dao Yijie's hand, where cold and heat were intertwined. An inexplicable uneasiness surged into his heart, because the moment the cauldron appeared, he felt that the temperature in the space was changing with the cauldron.

Drawn by it, it can be seen that this small tripod is not simple.

At this time, on the Blood Shadow Peak, Liu Yingfeng looked at the small cauldron in Dao Yijie's hand. He couldn't help showing a surprised expression and said, "Isn't this the treasure of the Dao family, the Ice and Fire Spirit Gathering Cauldron."

"Ice and Fire Spirit Gathering Cauldron, it is said that Dao Yijie used this treasure to refine his five powerful swords." A tattoo spirit exclaimed.

…

"Force me to use the Dao family's most precious treasure, the Ice and Fire Spirit Gathering Cauldron. Even if you die, you will die gloriously, Ling Shaotian." Dao Yijie sneered, as if he had already seen the ending.

"Ice and Fire Soul Gathering Cauldron?" Ling Shaotian muttered silently. It seems that this is Dao Yijie's weapon refining background, but this is not a weapon refining battle.

"Really? Then I want to see how powerful your Ice and Fire Spirit Gathering Cauldron is." Ling Shaotian said fearlessly.

"When death is imminent, you still speak harshly, five layers of ice and fire." Dao Yijie said coldly, the power of the tattoos all over his body flowed through his right hand, and poured into the ice and fire spirit gathering cauldron. The small cauldron suddenly rose in the wind, and at the same time, the lines on the cauldron were outlined,

One red and one blue, each occupying half, and there are circles of cold and hot breath spreading. If you count carefully, there are five circles.

The temperature of half of the area on the trial island dropped sharply, frost scattered, and the other half burned the sky with red flames, sparks spread, and the two extreme sides appeared at the same time, making everyone feel a little uneasy.

Ling Shaotian felt the changes around him and thought, is this the power of the Ice and Fire Spirit Gathering Cauldron?

"Let's turn this island into ashes, Ling Shaotian." As he said that, Dao Yijie led the giant cauldron and swooped down. The cold and hot air suddenly hit his face. The situation on the island was first covered with ice, freezing everything, and then red.

The flames swept through and burned everything. This situation was approaching Ling Shaotian.

The Ice and Fire Spirit-Gathering Cauldron was rapidly approaching in Ling Shaotian's pupils, and even frost appeared on his face, forcing him to retreat quickly, obviously wanting to get out of the attack range.

"It's useless, this move covers the entire island." Dao Yijie sneered at Ling Shaotian's useless struggle.

When he was forced to the only remaining place on the island, Ling Shaotian's eyes flashed with determination and fierceness.

"Dao Yijie, your wishful thinking is not good enough."
Chapter completed!