I have a Zanpakutō

The scattered cold current suddenly covered the huge body of the beast, and it turned into the shape of a giant dragon again, wrapping around it like a boa constrictor catching its prey, strangling it with all its might.

呲, 呲, 呲...

The impact of the ice and the fire immediately reverberated in the hall with a deep sound, like the rolling and transpiration of boiling water scorched by the fire, or like the low whine of the ice extinguishing the flame.

The flame beast screamed vigorously, and rushed back and forth in the hall, trying to smash the ice dragon wrapped around its body and fly it off.The whole hall trembled violently, and even the hard red walls seemed to have been knocked out with cracks.

However, the ice dragon seemed to be consciously gathering and dispersing. Wherever it hit, it immediately turned into a liquid cold current. When the beast left the wall, it materialized again, tightly entangled and strangled the body of the beast.

It didn't take long for the flame on the strange beast's body to grow dimmer and dim, and finally extinguished slowly.During the run, his forelimbs suddenly went limp, and he fell to the ground, whimpering softly.

Zhang Han grinned softly, raised his hand and took out an object from his bosom, activated his true essence, and the object turned into a red light and flew over the head of the strange beast.

"This... this is, Xuanhuojian! You are Zhang Han from Qingyun Sect!"

Although the Xuanhuojian was wrapped in flames, it was not very clear, but the old man still recognized it at a glance, and he couldn't help staring his eyes, with an expression of seeing a ghost.

On the other side, the Flame Beast felt the familiar warm breath above its head, and the strength it didn't know where it came from. It slowly stood up, raised its head and roared.Even though he couldn't understand the language, Zhang Han could still feel the joy revealed in that roar.

"I just found out my identity now, and your reaction is too slow!" Zhang Han continued to activate the Xuanhuojian, and at the same time released the ice dragon's shackles.

I saw red lights burst out from the ancient flame pattern in the center of the Xuanhuojian, shining on the body of the strange beast, and also shining on the fierce god above the strange beast.

Suddenly, everything calmed down.

Fierce gods and strange beasts turned into fiery red rays of light like swallows returning to their nests, and were absorbed by the Xuanhuojian.The inside of the whole hall suddenly went dark, and it seemed to be a little darker than when Zhang Han first came.

The bone-piercing ice spread around, colliding with the billowing heat wave from the center of the main hall, causing bursts of mist to rise in the field, hot and cold, making people extremely uncomfortable.

The old man squinted his eyes, feeling that his eyes were blurred, and he couldn't see clearly, but his eyes were full of hatred, like a fierce ghost, shooting out a fierce light that would choose someone to devour.

He raised his hands, and in each of his palms emerged a fiery to whitish flame. Driven by his true essence, he combined into a fire dragon and charged into the mist.

Although the flames were bright, they couldn't penetrate the dense mist. To the naked eye, there was only a bright fire shadow rolling and surging in mid-air.Wherever it passed, the water mist was like a frightened small animal, being dispersed and evaporated by the rolling heat wave.

"Dance of Ice, the eagle hits the sky!"

Zhang Han suddenly bent down, holding a crescent-shaped ring that looked like an ice dragon's giant tail in his left hand, and bombarded the ground.In an instant, bursts of astonishing cold air erupted from the red rocky ground, and hundreds of half-meter-thick ice cones pierced out from the ground, walls, and even the roof quickly.

The old man's complexion changed drastically, he hurriedly flew into the air, raised his hand to call back the galloping fire dragon, and spun around his feet.In a moment, all the ice picks pierced from under his feet melted into water mist.

The hot and cold water mist seems to be thicker, and the light is also dimmed.

"Second Form, Ice Stretch!"

Holding the saber in his right hand, Zhang Han slashed out in front of him.

The surging spiritual pressure roared down like a river, and suddenly turned into extremely cold air and invaded the ice cone.Stimulated by the spiritual pressure, the densely packed ice cones immediately broke away from the ground and walls, and shot out like arrows leaving a string.

Facing the overwhelming ice cones coming from all directions, the old man dared not neglect, and hastily stirred up his true energy. The raging fire surrounding his body became more violent and hotter, forming a circle of flame wall to protect his whole body.

Boom, boom, boom...

The dense ice cones rushed into the raging fire like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.Every time he advances one meter, he will be burned and transpired by the blazing high temperature. When all the five-meter-long ice cones are submerged in the flames, they have turned into liquid water and fall powerlessly to the ground.

However, the ice cones are densely packed, hundreds or even thousands, almost innumerable.Like warriors going to die willingly, wave after wave plunged into the sea of ​​flames.

The raging fire can evaporate three to five ice cones, but in a short period of time, it cannot evaporate dozens or hundreds of ice cones.Even if the old man pushes his true essence to the extreme, he can't stop the temperature from dropping, let alone stop the ice cones that are getting closer.

The flames surrounding his body became smaller and smaller, and the temperature became lower and lower.

Suddenly there were a few dull sounds, and the flame flickered a few times before being completely extinguished.I saw the old man spurting blood from his mouth, and being pierced by four or five ice picks, he was still standing upright with all his breath.

"You... no, you must... die!"

Looking at Zhang Han, who was getting closer and closer with Binglunwan in his hand, the old man opened his mouth with difficulty, uttered the last word tremblingly, and then completely fell silent.

In the silent hall, only the strange stone in the final heart reflects faint red light.Under the erosion of the scorching air from the ground, the surrounding temperature slowly rose again.

Pfft!

Zhang Han waved his hand, untied Binglun Wan, and pulled out the ice pick from the old man.The old man's body fell to the ground, and there was a muffled sound, which echoed low in the hall.

"If the curse is useful, why do you still need to practice? Everyone, let's dance to the Great God!"

Zhang Han sneered, raised his left hand, and absorbed the dark magic power pouring into the hall.The boulder walls and ground that rotated like gears returned to their original positions one after another, as silent as when they came.Only the extra cracks on the wall seem to be telling something.

The main hall was separated by a mirrored space. Although the battle was fierce, not a single bit of breath leaked out.Not to mention Fenxiang Valley in the distance, even the nine-tailed sky fox imprisoned on the third floor failed to notice the battle below.

Zhang Han flew up, took a few steps in the air, and entered the second floor through the round hole above his head.

Looking up, the surroundings were pitch black, only a half-person-high stone pillar exuded a little light, which attracted his gaze.

The entire stone pillar is completely different from the crimson rock below, and there is a slight coolness between the tentacles.

The colors on the stone pillars are constantly changing, sometimes reddish, sometimes blue, sometimes emerald green...the colors are colorful and really beautiful!It looks like the neon lights that are common in modern cities, but the stone pillar in front of me is formed naturally, which is surprising to see.

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Zhang Han stepped forward and saw a ring-shaped indentation on the surface of the stone pillar, with three words engraved beside it, Xuanhuojian.

Thinking about it, the Xuanhuo Jian must be used to open the entrance to the third floor.

Zhang Han took out the Xuanhuo Jian from his arms, and gently pressed it into the circular groove.The two are seamlessly spliced ​​together, as if the Xuanhuo Jian and the stone pillar were originally one.

Suddenly, the entire stone pillar seemed to tremble slightly, Zhang Han suddenly looked up, and accompanied by a low roar, a stone hole suddenly cracked on the dome of the second floor.

Different from the hot space under the feet, bursts of icy air gushed out of the cave above the head, and the pure white mist changed color and disappeared quietly under the light of the colored shimmer.

According to Zhang Han's spiritual pressure perception, the third floor is extremely cold, at least about thirty degrees below zero.

This low temperature is not considered by Zhang Han, but, where the Xuanhuo Altar is located, the underground magma is extremely active, the heat wave is transpiring, and the temperature of the entire altar is extremely high.

Under such a harsh environment, he was amazed that a super-large freezer could be built on the third floor.

Zhang Han took back the Xuanhuo Jian, put it back in his arms, and flew up.

As the figure continued to climb higher, the surrounding temperature became lower and lower. It was only when they entered the third floor that they realized that the ground under their feet was actually covered by a thick layer of ice.

"Halo, the induction is wrong, this floor is almost fifty degrees below zero!"

Zhang Han stomped his feet lightly, tested the hardness of the ice layer, and couldn't help muttering.

The surroundings are extremely quiet, and an unknown object in the corner emits a glistening blue light, which is condensed by this ancient time, refracted by the solid ice of an unknown number of years, and reflects a blurry figure.

In the gloom and darkness, two clusters of shimmering lights suddenly lit up, twinkling and twinkling, like rippling water, soft and deep.Like two smart eyes, frozen in mid-air.

"Aren't you Shangguan Ce? Who are you?"