I of Douluo came with a nuclear explosion

Chapter 175 Old Man, Ice Emperor Haibodong is also!

Frost spread on the ground along the pool-like moonlight, like a bright silver belt.

The blood-red killing field was pushed back step by step by the frost, and the invisible murderous aura was even frozen into blood-red ice crystals, which then shattered.

"teacher!"

Tang San watched the frost all around spread towards the wounded and unconscious Yu Xiaogang and the others, he couldn't help screaming.

Just kidding, this frost can even freeze the helpless "God Killing Domain" of the "Golden Holy Dragon". It is not a simple matter to freeze Yu Xiaogang, who has no soul master, into an ice sculpture?

However, when the frost spread over the bodies of the three of them, the three ice sculptures Tang San had expected did not appear, but instead sealed their wounds with ice.

Zao Wou-ki, whose chest had collapsed with a large piece, still maintained the form of his spirit avatar. He gritted his teeth and persisted with a stern face, because he needed to use the amplified physique of his avatar to repair some of his injuries.

In the next second, tiny ice crystals merged into his chest, and an extremely comfortable and cold feeling came from his chest, helping him to hold his breath.

Outside the field of the infirmary, a piece of ice fog has condensed

A figure in black single clothes appeared before everyone's eyes at some unknown time, and in a blink of an eye again, it appeared beside Meng Li.

Mengli's situation at this time was much more serious than Zhao Wuji's. He hadn't reached the level of a soul sage. This kind of injury would be fatal to Zhao Wuji who was using his spirit avatar, let alone him who was only level 48.

"wake up!"

A cold divine thought entered Meng Li's spiritual world, awakening his unconscious consciousness.

"Big……"

Meng Li felt a familiar breath, but was interrupted by a sharp pain in his chest just as he was about to open his mouth.

"Don't talk, I'll help you stabilize the injury, and don't call me by my name."

Kunlan's divine sense responded that he has not yet reached the time to stand out from behind the curtain.

Then, Kunlan held his right hand falsely, and the huge amount of frost energy flowed into Mengli's chest, and the tiny ice crystals helped him fill the sunken flesh and blood.

At the same time, as soon as the long and slender fingers were pulled, a strong medicinal power burst out of Meng Li's body.

This is the power of the Qi Rong Babel Chrysanthemum that he took back then, which has not been fully absorbed. Originally, it would slowly hide in Meng Li's body and gradually improve his physique, but now it is activated by Kunlan to repair the fatal wound.

Feeling Meng Li's breath gradually stabilized, Kunlan turned his head, looked around, and heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that nothing happened in the end.

Then, he turned his eyes to the Blood Ancestor who was cornered by the "Frost Realm" and the Sword Intent World, his eyes gradually turned cold.

"Title Douluo of the Frost Department... When did such a character appear on the mainland?"

The blood ancestor grinned, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes, only lawless arrogance.

"In hell, someone will tell you the name of the old man."

Kunlan said coldly, he covered his original aura with the sword intent world, and at the same time changed his voice.

In addition to this strange Frost Martial Soul, apart from Meng Li and the others, the Shrek people in front of them, and even the Blood Ancestor, their thousand-year-old enemy, did not think about Kunlan.

"Alive?"

Kunlan under the frost mask recognized the young man in the blood-red robe—wasn't he one of the golden generation killed by him before?
At that time, his own red wings directly sucked all the blood in his body, and Kunlan even pierced his heart with sword energy, and finally threw the glazed flame.

How did he survive?

Could it be that there are really ghosts and monsters in this Douluo world?
Of course, Kunlan was certain that there must be a special reason for it.

The second awakening of Wuhun?
Or after he left, someone rescued him?
"Heck, heck, you fearful guy, do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"

The Blood Ancestor yelled, turned his hands, and swung the blood-red "Spear of Destroying the Enemy" from his waist, hunting with wind.

Between the explosion of the blood light and the flames, Kunlan's suppression was abruptly broken, and the air lock was also avoided.

It shook the blood wings on its back violently, wanting to fly away.

"If you go away like this, wouldn't this old man lose face?"

Kunlan said lightly, the strong murderous aura and strange suspicion on the other party made him want to leave the blood ancestor behind.

"Ice python!"

Kunlan stepped on his right foot, and a giant frost python with a length of tens of feet instantly condensed out of thin air.

"go with!"

The blood ancestor's pupils shrank slightly, and the opponent's seemingly casual blow already had the aura of rivaling the "Golden Holy Dragon" just now.

Looking at the ice python that was close at hand, the Blood Ancestor poured all his soul power into the "Spear of Destroying the Enemy" in his hand, gritted his teeth and shouted sharply:
"Wan Jun!"

Kunlan squinted his eyes slightly as he looked at the blood spear thrown by the blood ancestor. The strong murderous aura on it was second to none, and he could feel the extremely sharp penetration of the spear.

"It seems that it is not a weak magic weapon."

But Kunlan raised his palm slightly, his actual combat experience is not comparable to someone who talks about it on paper.

The ice python that rushed towards the blood ancestor suddenly twisted its body, narrowly dodging the blood spear projected by the blood ancestor.

Turning around and flicking, the more than ten tons of strength from the python's tail poured out on the chest of the blood ancestor who had no time to dodge.

Kunlan grabbed it violently, and the ice python dodged again, and quickly rushed forward to catch up with the blood ancestor who was shooting away, and opened his bloody mouth to swallow it first.

However, in the next second, the domineering golden light cut open the huge python's head, and the python's body shattered apart.

"Hmph! Let me see who dares to touch the Holy Son of my Spirit Hall?!"

A voice full of arrogance and domineering sideways burst into everyone's ears. Kunlan looked at the person in front of him with a gloomy expression, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice:
"Why are you everywhere!"

When Kunlan entered the imperial palace just now, Xuan Xi even made a special induction to make sure that there was no strong aura around Qian Renxue before she dared to fall into the Eastern Palace.

When he went in, he wondered why no one came. He had clearly reminded Bibi Dong to send more people, and with the spirit of Wuhun Temple, he would probably send this idle golden crocodile here.

The golden crocodile shattered the ice python with one blow, and he caught the blood ancestor with one hand.

The blood ancestor's chest that had just collapsed has recovered quickly, but because of the golden crocodile's obstruction, Kunlan didn't notice it.

"Rat! Report your name, and I will give you a good time!"

Golden Crocodile shouted, looking at the man in black on the ground, he knew that not all Title Douluo in this world had announced their titles.

There are still many strong men above level [-] who don't care about world affairs, and Qian Xun is one of them.

At the beginning, he broke through the [-]th level with the Fengyun Wuhun, but he did not receive the "Fengyun Douluo" bestowed by the Wuhun Palace, and instead called himself "Wind Venerable".

In the world, there are always some weird people who don't stick to the rules.

"You yell so loudly, are you so worried that Xue Ye and the others won't find you coming to the imperial city?"

Kunlan looked at this golden crocodile exuding a vulgar temperament from top to bottom, and complained silently in his heart.

Then, Kunlan raised his head slowly, with the frost mask still covering his face, and said coldly:
"I don't change my name when I sit, and I don't change my surname when I go."

"Ice Emperor Haibodong!"

(End of this chapter)