My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

With the appearance of the fire spirit, a wave of fluctuations flashed in Hanyue's eyes.

Although it flashed past, Ye Chen still caught this strange color.

"Huoling, help me besiege her."

Ye Chen snorted, and when his body moved, he appeared next to Han Yue, and punched it again.

"Damn human being, you are looking for death."

A dazzling black light burst into Hanyue's eyes, and a large amount of black evil spirit swept from all directions and surrounded Hanyue.

"Move the mountain!"

Hanyue's spiritual fluctuations were transmitted, and I saw that this large amount of soul power condensed a large mountain in the sky.

This mountain looked extremely mighty, it was pitch black, it was just a phantom, but there was an overbearing aura that suddenly spread.

Ye Chen looked at this mountain and felt a strong sense of crisis for no reason.

"What kind of magical power is this? The secular world has never had such magical power, but it looks like the magic of the fairy clan."

Ye Chen looked at the mountain in front of him, and there was a huge wave in his heart.

He had read Daotian's battle memory before, and saw Daotian fighting against various powerful enemies, and naturally saw the magical powers of other ascetics.

Although Ye Chen had never seen this mountain-moving technique, this aura fluctuated like a fairy clan technique.

The magical powers this person displays are actually the magical powers of the fairy clan?

Is it possible that this cold moon is a member of the fairy clan?

Why is there a fairy clan in this dark cave?

Following Ye Chen's many thoughts, Hanyue suddenly snorted and pointed at Ye Chen.

I saw the black mountain suddenly hit Ye Chen.

At this moment, it seemed that the whole world was coming towards Ye Chen's suppression, and the space around Ye Chen was suppressed at this moment, making it difficult for Ye Chen to move.

It seems that what is pressing down at this moment is not the mountain, but the world!

"kill!"

Ye Chen's face was full of hideous colors, and the tip of the spear of the miraculous spear appeared in front of him at this moment.

As the power of the ancient gods poured into the tip of the extinguishing fairy spear, at this moment, the tip of the extinguishing fairy spear was bursting with a dark light, and it directly hit the mountain.

With a bang, a huge roar appeared in the sky, and the spear tip of the Immortal Spear stabbed on the mountain peak, bursting out a very strong breath.

The black mountain trembled suddenly, cracks appeared on the mountain, and even more gravel fell from the mountain.

But in spite of this, the black mountain did not shatter, but instead pressed the tip of the spear of Misery Spear, and continued to suppress Ye Chen.

"The real body of the ancient god!"

Ye Chen let out a low growl, and saw that there were primitive lines on the surface of Ye Chen's skin. Then Ye Chen's body suddenly swelled and turned into a giant of several tens of meters, just like that. mountain peak.

Suddenly, Ye Chen slapped his huge palm on the black mountain, and his huge body directly lifted the mountain.

Although it is an illusory mountain, its huge gravity makes Ye Chen feel like it is propping up the sky and the earth.

Ye Chen used all his strength to barely support the power of this black mountain.

"What magical power is this? It's so strong!"

A look of horror flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

Although this cold moon was able to perform this mountain-moving technique with the help of the power of the nether wind here.

However, the magical powers of this technique are not like those that can be displayed in the Ning Yuan realm.

"The Flame of Burning Heaven!"

At this time, Huo Ling saw that Ye Chen was in a disadvantage, and suddenly became anxious. A powerful nine-color flame burst out of Huo Ling's body and swept toward the cold moon.

With the crackling sound, the nine-colored flames burned the power of the Nether Wind, as if to swallow the sky, just swallowing it toward the cold moon.

"Black Soul Sha!"

Hanyue screamed abruptly, and a powerful psychic power burst out from his body, as if to arouse the evil spirit under the ground.

A strong black evil spirit rose from the depths of the earth and suddenly swept towards the flames of the fire spirit.

The crackling sound resounded above the sky, and the endless black evil spirit and the fire spirit's nine-color divine fire collided and melted each other.

There are so many evil spirits here, even with the flames of the fire spirit, within a short time, they can't break through the barrier of this evil spirit.

"This Hanyue is definitely not an ordinary soul spirit, she must have a big secret."

Ye Chen took a deep breath, a sharp color flashed in his eyes.

Whether it is this magic magical power or the evil spirit that arouses this place, it means that Hanyue's identity is somewhat different.

"Break it to me!"

The heritage blood crystal at Ye Chen's heart suddenly shook at this moment, and a large amount of ancient god's power poured into Ye Chen's body from the heritage blood crystal.

Ye Chen suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, with blue veins bare on his body, his hands were suddenly hard, and then he tore!

I saw that the black mountain trembled suddenly, and was torn apart directly by Ye Chen.

A huge roar erupted in the underworld, and the fragmented black peaks turned into black evil spirits and directly retreated to the surroundings.

As the black mountain was broken, Hanyue was obviously also affected, and a touch of pain appeared on his face involuntarily.

"good chance!"

A bright color flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and the Star of the Ancient God at the center of his eyebrows suddenly flickered, and then flew directly from the center of Ye Chen's eyebrows toward the cold moon.

The star of the ancient gods was bursting with dazzling light, carrying the power to swallow the sky, and swallowed towards the cold moon.

"The breath of the ancients!"

"The ancients... all **** it!"

Hanyue subconsciously sent out a mental wave.

As Hanyue subconsciously said this sentence, there was a murmur in the depths of the Nether Cave.

"The breath of the ancients, the **** ancients, die, all will die!"

This murmur seemed faint at first, but in the end it became louder and louder, and finally resounded over the ghetto.

The surrounding ghost wind seemed to have grown a lot at this moment.

"Heavenly Light!"

At this moment, Hanyue's body actually burst out with a dazzling black light at this moment.

A large amount of Nether Wind surged towards Han Yue's body.

Although this Nether Wind was a great threat to Ye Chen, to Han Yue, it was like a tonic.

With the influx of this nether wind, Hanyue's breath suddenly rose.

In the next moment, a dark ray of light bloomed from Hanyue's body and went towards Ye Chen.

This black light was extremely bright, just like the wind, and it blew on Ye Chen's body in coordination with the wind of the underworld.

An extremely strong corrosive force merged into Ye Chen's body and soul.

At the next moment, Ye Chen's face suddenly changed, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.