My little holy son is actually attracted by the Demonic Empress?

Zhao Fangjin did not hesitate, and immediately used his ice attribute spiritual power to condense an ice wall thousands of feet high in front of him, blocking everyone in it.

"Is this the Ice King's method!?"

After seeing this ice wall, everyone was happy, but when they turned around and saw only a young man, they felt disappointed.

"Wait a minute, he is at the beginning of the Holy Spirit Realm!?"

An Zhiyu exclaimed. After this bombshell dropped, everyone used their spiritual consciousness to scan towards Zhao Fangjin. After seeing his state, they were shocked again.

Everyone present, most of whom are middle-aged, how can they not be surprised when they see a young man who looks like he is only in his 20s and possesses the strength of the Holy Spirit Realm?

Although they all have the ability to change their body shape, Zhao Fangjin's bone age means that the young man in front of him is a peerless genius!

"Do you know which force he is from?"

An Zhiyu looked at the old man and Luo Zihong in the Alchemy Pavilion, both of them shook their heads.

"I don't know."

As soon as the two people finished speaking, a shadow suddenly appeared next to Zhao Fangjin. After the three of them saw him, they couldn't help but shrink their pupils again.

"Ice King!"

An Zhiyu raised his hands to the void, and everyone was aware of the situation on their side. After seeing that the Ice King had turned into a shadow, everyone also understood that the Ice King had fallen.

"You don't have to be polite. This is my disciple. This time the monsters are sweeping in again. Let him help you."

The old man had a smile on his face, and everyone responded with hands. According to seniority, Zhao Fangjin's master was the eldest person present.

"boom!"

The hot air wave made a roar after hitting Zhao Fangjin's ice wall, and everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back.

But after seeing that there was no damage to the ice wall, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

If the strength of the Holy Spirit Realm is not enough to block an ordinary air wave, then there is no need to fight, just go home and farm.

"Humans, I have been sealed for millions of years. This time, I will let you all die!"

The terrifying sound resounded across the sky and the earth, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. Zhao Fangjin also waved his hand and removed the ice wall, only to see a huge head emerging from the circular pit.

Two huge pupils were staring in the direction of Zhao Fangjin, no, to be precise, they were staring at the old man's shadow.

There seemed to be ridicule in his eyes, but the old man did not make any move in response.

Even if a cultivator reaches the Yu Realm, his lifespan is only a few million years, which is still far behind compared to this monster.

"Millions of years ago, we could seal you, and millions of years later, we can kill you!"

An Zhiyu took a step forward and glared at the monster not to be outdone, but before he could stand for three seconds, he was shot down by a red beam of light.

"Pfft! Cough cough!"

An Zhiyu covered his chest, which was already mostly collapsed. He took out two pills from the storage ring and stuffed them into his mouth before he felt much better.

Luo Zihong rubbed her forehead. Even he could not clearly see the strength of this monster. Now, unless a being of the same realm or even a higher level comes here, it may have the power to fight.

"You are still so weak, you are really bragging!"

The monster sneered, its huge head suddenly moved, and its entire body emerged from the circular pit.

"Today is like your death day!"

"Roar!"

After seeing this huge figure, some people felt desperate, but the coercion emanating from its body made everyone unable to move.

Zhao Fangjin’s master frowned and slowly uttered a few words.

"Lava Demon Saint!"

I saw the Lava Demon Saint, whose whole body was covered in fiery red. It did not have legs, but used a cone-shaped lower body to maintain balance.

The body was hundreds of feet high, like a high mountain, so heavy that everyone could not breathe.

The two sharp fangs looked extremely sharp, and they roared to the sky, making everyone feel a roar.

"Fang Jin, quickly, merge the power of the throne!"

The old man said quickly. After hearing this, the latter did not hesitate at all and took out the throne from his mind. In an instant, the world was enveloped by an icy force.

Half of it is hot and fiery red, and the other half is Zhao Fangjin's icy power.

The moment the throne appeared, the Lava Demon Saint seemed to think of something that frightened him, and he roared, and huge balls of fire quickly hit Zhao Fangjin.

"Protect him first!"

The old man shouted to everyone. Without any hesitation, everyone gathered around Zhao Fangjin, watching the countless fireballs flying in the sky, and used their most powerful magic to block them.

Luo Zihong waved her whip, and a crisp sound was heard. Then her figure was like a dancing elf. Every time she waved the whip, a fireball would dissipate.

An Zhiyu and the old man from the Alchemy Pavilion. The former's weapon is a flag. As he swings it, he seems to have the blessing of the general trend of heaven and earth.

Without seeing any fluctuations from him, fireballs exploded in the distance.

As for the latter, his approach was relatively rough. Although he was an old man who made alchemy, he was not ambiguous at all when he waved the giant cauldron in his hand.

"Bang bang bang!"

The banging sound was endless, and the old man in the alchemy pavilion discovered that every time he smashed a fire ball, it would turn into a trace of fire spirit and penetrate into his giant cauldron.

This was the cauldron he usually used to make alchemy. There was a hint of strange fire in it, and now it could absorb the flames of the Lava Demon Saint, which surprised him.

Others also used their best, such as the number one sword cultivator in the mainland, who slashed with one sword. Although he was not as strong as Lin Jiu, he was still one-tenth as strong as Lin Jiu.

Zhao Fangjin's figure moved slightly and walked towards the throne in mid-air. An ice-blue crown quietly appeared above his head. Holding a small bead in his hand, he walked to the throne and slowly sat down.

In an instant, Zhao Fangjin seemed to be transformed into a king in the world, and his strength was also rapidly improving. In just a few moments, he broke through the Xiaoyu realm and finally reached the elementary level of the Universe realm.

There was an expression of indifference in his ice blue eyes.

After receiving the blessing of the throne, Zhao Fangjin came to everyone in an instant and whispered softly:

"The Ice Emperor rules, the sky is filled with ice and snow."

Zhao Fangjin used his emperor-level rules in an extremely indifferent tone. In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed. As a snowflake fell, the sky was followed by flying snow.

The ice picks turned into thick smoke and dissipated in mid-air just as they touched the fireball.

Everyone couldn't help being surprised when they saw Zhao Fangjin's back slowly disappearing into the flying snow.

"He wants to fight the Lava Demon Saint alone?!"

"No, it's too dangerous!"

An Zhiyu wanted to follow, but was blocked by the flying snow. Everyone was the same. They had no choice but to wait where they were, looking forward to Zhao Fangjin's return.

At this time, Zhao Fangjin had already arrived a hundred meters away from the lava demon saint.

"You don't belong to this world!"

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