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Ning Luo smiled faintly, but did not panic.

Because he knew that the ice god Haibodong was indeed a Douhuang.

However, he who was marked by the snake venom was nothing more than a fighting spirit now.

Dou Ling is just one Realm ahead of him. Ning Luo is invincible in the same rank. As for the first rank, Ning Luo is very confident.

Han Bing immediately restrained Ning Luo's speed. Ning Luo felt slightly awe-inspiring, and with a movement, among the purple cyclone in the lower abdomen inside his body, wisps of purple fire vindictive air suddenly differentiated, and the purple fire vindictive air flowed quickly along the Meridians.

After an instant, Ning Luo's body shook slightly, and the faint purple fighting qi gauze completely wrapped his body in it. On the surface of the fighting qi gauze, wisps of purple fire rose up, and the invading ice The cold mist burned into nothingness.

With the fighting spirit gauze possessed, Ning Luo clearly felt his own state ascension a lot, and looked at Hai Bodong with plain eyes.

"Good fellow, you didn't panic in the face of my attack? It seems that you are indeed not an ordinary person." Haibodong smiled.

"Senior is trying to test my abilities?" Ning Luo smiled slightly.

"Since you want this broken picture, I don't have to see if you have the ability to get this broken picture!" Haibodong's meaning is very clear, as long as he defeats him, he will give the broken picture to himself.

Moreover, Ning Luo knew that since he knew the imprint of snake venom, he was also an alchemist, and possessed no weaker than the flames of a different fire. Haibodong would naturally ask himself to help him remove the imprint of snake venom. Luo calculated it and waited for Hai Bodong to jump into the pit.

The breath of Haibo Dong Dou Ling was released, watching the purple fighting qi gauze with purple flames possessing Ningluo, in the surrounding white fog, there was a low horror. Obviously, that person The mysterious Hai Bodong had never expected that Ning Luo would be able to summon a fighting gauze with flames attached.

His face changed slightly, Ning Luo flicked his fingers, and a purple flame suddenly emerged from his palm, melting away the surrounding frost and cold air.

"Purple flame, your flame, is it a strange fire?" Looking at Ning Luo's behavior, Hai Bodong, hidden in the mist, asked in surprise again.

"Even though the damn thing made me lose my strength as before. But it is not difficult to clean up your hairy boy!" Perceiving Ning Luo's secret actions, in the white fog, Hai Bodong sneered. , A white shadow suddenly rushed out, almost like a flash of lightning, approaching Ning Luo.

"Oh, isn't it, you are too confident!" Ning Luo smiled, and the flame in his hand was immediately released.

Looking at the flames mixed with the sound of oppressive wind. Haibodong's dry hands quickly formed a knot. Lightly shouted: "Ningbing mirror!"

With the end of the old man's handprints, the white mist in front of him suddenly flipped. After an instant, a transparent ice mirror about half a meter long and wide condensed abruptly in front of him.

"Boom!" The flame hit the ice mirror.

Suddenly, the two forces offset in the air and exploded.

Looking at the slightly pale face of Ningluo, Haibodong sneered again, waved his palm, dozens of spiral ice thorns, forming rapidly in front of him, and then between Haibodong's wave of hands, Overwhelmingly shot Ning Luo violently away.

The soles of the feet rubbed a certain distance on the ground, Ning Luo looked up at the massive ice thorn attack that was mixed with the icy breath, frowned slightly, and the soles of his feet slammed on the ground. With a burst of energy, the body rushed up. .

At this time, Ningluo circulated the purple flame, and the purple flame in his hand condensed into a spherical shape.With a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, he released a fireball at Haibodong.

"Art fire escape ho fireball!"

This is Ning Luo's own fighting skill. The name is of course Ning Luo borrowed for fun. It just compresses the own flame vindictiveness into a fireball.

It is the same principle as Xiao Yan's Buddha's Anger Lotus. Xiao Yan compressed the flames into a Lotus flower, and Ning Luo compressed into a fireball. As for the power, it should be similar to Xiao Yan's Buddha's Anger Lotus.

It's just that Ning Luo didn't want to move like Xiao Yan, so he compressed it into a shape and took a new name.

Suddenly, the fireball was released and collided with Haibodong's ice thorn.

The fireball burst out immediately, as if torn the air, with a faint purple flame emerging on its surface.

Looking at the fireball coming from the violent shot, Hai Bodong raised his brows in surprise, and the boy in front of him gave him too much surprise.

However, astonished, Hai Bodong didn’t feel the slightest softness in his hands. As soon as he opened and closed his palms, countless tiny ice strands were condensed. As soon as the palms were thrown, the ice strands rose to the sky, and then they focused on the sky and the earth. The ruler entangled away, and in just a moment, the ruler was wrapped in a thick layer of white ice silk.

Under the entanglement of the overwhelming ice silk, the fierce energy carried by the fireball was rapidly dissolving, and when it was only half a meter from the top of Haibodong's head, it finally stopped completely.

Ning Luo was not surprised, as the purple flames on his palm burned away. With a flick of his finger, a burst of purple fire burst out, and finally all the ice threads were burned to pieces.

"Boy, you are very strong, you have such a strong strength at a young age!" Hai Bodong said while looking at Ning Luo.

"The old man praised." Ning Luo smiled.

At this time, Ning Luo was also a little serious.

The fighting spirit on his body continued to soar, directly soaring to the Realm of the Six-Star Great Fighter.

Ning Luo didn't need to be so serious about ordinary fighting spirits, but the fighting spirit in front of him was once a fighting emperor and should not be underestimated.

"At a young age, he turned out to be a big fighting master?" Hai Bodong looked at Ning Luo in astonishment.

Ning Luo didn't speak, and a powerful purple flame condensed in his hand. He didn't want to use the power of his landmines. This was his hole card. He would not use it until the critical moment.

Seeing the grudge erupting from Ning Luo's body, Hai Bodong faintly felt a hint of danger. After he condensed the grudge into an ice gun, Hai Bodong still felt a little unsafe. One hand quickly formed a seal, and then lightly shouted: "Ice Spirit Armor!"

As the shout fell, the surrounding ice-cold mist suddenly formed a thick ice armor gleaming with icy luster on Haibodong's body.

The weapon in Haibodong's hand and the ice armor on his body were completely condensed by fighting energy, and at least a strong fighting spirit could barely manage it.

Above the vindictive continent. Ordinary people, when they arrive at the Great Fighting Master. Then the fighting energy can be released. At this time, if the fighting energy is covered on the weapon, the attack power can be greatly increased.

And when he arrived at the Dou Ling, he would be able to condense weapons and armors that were completely transformed by fighting Qi like the current white-haired Haibodong. This kind of weapon and defense are naturally far from being a metaphor for ordinary weapons and armor.

It can be seen that Dehai Bodong will do his best to deal with it so solemnly. It can be seen that at this time, in his heart, how much attention Ascension is to Ningluo after the sudden Ascension power.

Ignoring the appearance of Haibodong's armed forces below, Ning Luo in the midair, the aura emanating from his body is getting stronger and stronger. The turbulent vindictive energy contained in his body turned out to be diffused by nearly half of the fog below.

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