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

"You don't belong to this world!"

"Hmph, if you let that old man come, I might be a little wary. You're just a young boy. Don't be ridiculous!"

Zhao Fangjin did not respond, but moved the flying snow behind him and attacked the Lava Demon Saint in an instant.

"Boom boom boom!"

Snowflakes and ice picks fell on it, and only thick smoke came out, but it did no harm to the Lava Demon Saint.

"Are you tickling me?"

With a contemptuous smile, the figure of the Lava Demon Saint moved, and a thick pillar of fire suddenly appeared under Zhao Fangjin's feet.

But the latter didn't move at all. He saw an icy blue five-star circular formation emerging from Zhao Fangjin's feet, blocking the pillar of fire.

Holding one hand in the void, ice-blue light shone in his eyes, and tens of thousands of ice swords were condensed out in an instant.

Seeing this, the Lava Demon Saint did not panic at all, and once again condensed countless fireballs to compete with the ice sword in the sky.

"Haha, are these the only methods you have?"

The Lava Demon Saint said contemptuously. He had just stretched his muscles. If the person in front of him only had this kind of strength, he would be a little disappointed.

After all, he was that person's disciple, and at this level, he was still far behind.

Neither the Lava Demon Saint nor Zhao Fangjin paid attention to the sound of the fireball colliding with the ice sword.

Outside, An Zhiyu's face was full of anxiety. The sounds of fighting coming from inside made him fear that Zhao Fangjin would fly out at the next moment.

"Damn it, why hasn't this ice and snow dispersed yet?"

Anzhi stamped his feet anxiously. As the guardian of Jiutian, he could only watch others fight for the mainland.

"Calm down, it's only been half a cup of tea now. I have the elixir here to bring the dead back to life. As long as you have one breath left, you can bring it back."

"really?"

"That's natural."

Hearing this, An Zhiyu also calmed down. Now it was not an option for him to be too impatient. He simply ordered everyone to surround the surroundings first and don't let others come over.

……

Zhao Fangjin looked at the Lava Demon Saint in front of him, holding an ice blue bead in his hand.

"Then try this trick."

With the usual calm tone, the crown above Zhao Fangjin's head suddenly flew out, rapidly expanded in the air, and followed the head of the Lava Demon Saint, trying to bind it.

But the latter obviously would not give him a chance. Two huge arms directly and steadily caught Zhao Fangjin's crown. The power of flames in his hands seemed to want to smash it directly.

The billowing smoke drifted into the distance, and the Lava Demon Saint did not succeed in the end. This crown was indeed a bit hard.

"go with!"

Zhao Fangjin uttered a word and threw the ice blue beads in his hand. In an instant, the world was enveloped in an ice blue light.

Endless icy power filled the air, and everyone on the periphery felt a slight chill creeping into their hearts.

"boom!"

Countless threads suddenly appeared in the ice blue beads, binding the lower body of the Lava Demon Saint, making it unable to move.

At this moment, Zhao Fangjin's spiritual energy surged all over his body, he raised his hands above his head, and a ball of blue light quickly condensed.

All the ice-attribute aura around him seemed to have been taken away and merged into Zhao Fangjin's hands.

A huge ice cone also appeared at this time, but Zhao Fangjin did not stop. The ice cone in his hand expanded until it was the same size as the Lava Demon Saint before he suddenly threw it out.

At this time, the hands and lower body of the Lava Demon Saint were restrained by the crown and beads respectively.

Suddenly, the Lava Demon Saint suddenly laughed, which made Zhao Fangjin a little confused.

"Hahaha, yes, but that's all!"

"Okay, I won't play with you anymore, go to hell!"

A look of madness appeared in the eyes of the Lava Demon Saint. He let go of the crown in his hand, quickly condensed a fiery red blade, and suddenly slashed at the flying ice cone and Zhao Fangjin.

"Boom!"

Thick smoke billowed out, and the ice cone was cut in half in an instant. Zhao Fangjin retreated while condensing a five-pointed star array in front of him.

However, under this terrifying blade, which was shattered upon contact, Zhao Fangjin spit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air and flew backwards.

The crown and ice-blue beads, without the blessing of spiritual power, returned to their original appearance and returned to Zhao Fangjin.

"Cough cough~"

Zhao Fangjin coughed twice, and the throne in the sky disappeared at this time and entered his mind.

Now that Zhao Fangjin has exhausted his spiritual energy and cannot use the power of the throne, the lava demon saint in front of him cannot stop him with his strength.

The figure quickly retreated, and in a few breaths, he returned to the crowd. The flying snow in front of him also dissipated at this time.

After everyone saw Zhao Fangjin's figure, their eyes were filled with joy, but after seeing that his breath was weak and his body was covered with scars, they looked in the direction of the Lava Demon Saint.

"Sure enough, this monster is still very strong!"

Everyone's faces were solemn, while Zhao Fangjin walked up to the master and said:

"It still doesn't work. The spiritual energy in my body is exhausted, but the monster didn't suffer any harm."

The old man smiled slightly and reached out to touch his head:

"You have done a good job, now leave it to him."

"he?"

Zhao Fangjin was a little confused when he heard the master's confused words.

"Old guy, now that you're here, why don't you show up?"

There was a fluctuation in the void, and suddenly an old man in white appeared. When everyone saw him, the corners of their mouths twitched.

Without him, the old man who appeared in front of him was recognized as the sickest person in the mainland. His whole body was covered with hidden wounds, and his former strength was not even the same.

An Zhiyu felt that with just one light blow, the old man might disappear into thin air.

However, even if his current strength is inferior, he was once the one who saved Jiutian, and he can be called a senior.

"Senior Bai, why are you here?"

"Old Bai, this monster is too powerful, let's leave it to us juniors!"

An Zhiyu's words made Mr. Bai laugh angrily and said directly:

"It's a joke. I'm disabled, but I'm not buried yet. Why do I still need juniors like you to come here?"

Then he turned to look at Zhao Fangjin's master. His old eyes couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Time was wasted. He didn't expect that even the person in front of him couldn't stand the passage of time.

"Brother Chu, you..."

The man called Brother Chu, Zhao Fangjin’s master, named Chu Jiu, waved his hand but said nothing.

"Forget it, maybe I won't be able to hold on for long after this time."

With a carefree smile, Bai Lao's health gradually improved, and his originally rickety back straightened up at this time.

"Half a cup of tea should be enough."

He clenched his fist and used a secret method that could restore the hidden wounds in his body for a period of time. However, the reaction was extremely powerful.

Maybe after going through this incident, he can prepare for the funeral arrangements.

……