Chapter 2138 (1/2)

At this moment, Du Shaofu's body roared with his ears. The terrible evil spirit of destruction collapsed in the void, and his body seemed to burst apart. If it were not for the green spirit armor and the immortal body, the whole body would be broken directly.

”Is this the strength of the most powerful demon?”

To Du Shaofu's astonishment, such strength is too strong, beyond the general holy land, and can destroy everything.

For a moment, Du Shaofu seemed to have no power to fight against him. From the bottom of his heart, he had a cool feeling.

At the same time, Du Shaofu's body, a red and blue flame arc was rising, an invisible pressure wave spread throughout his body, and in an instant the terrible pressure around him was resisted and dissipated.

”The devil seems to have recovered a lot.”

Fire thunder son's voice spreads out, slightly illusory figure, sighs in Du Shaofu's mud pill palace, and he is about to make a move.

”Not good...”

”Shao Fu, be careful!”

Xuangu, Yuesheng, jialoubatian and other strong men sensed it. Their eyes changed greatly and their voices were like thunder. However, they were as powerful as them, and they could not do anything at the moment. Their opponents were better than them.

”Hiss...”

Suddenly, there was a wave of cold air in the void, which could also freeze the evil Qi. The cold air became more and more intense in an instant, slowing down the terrible palm of the big devil.

In the room of electric light and Firestone, a figure of an old man with silver hair appeared in front of Du Shaofu. On his old face, a stream of ice and snow gushed out from the depths of his eyes. Holding Zhangba snake spear, he burst out a brilliant ice and snow rune. As he rowed through the void, a vast air of ice swept through the void, freezing everything and penetrating the monstrous palm.

”Hula...”

The void is crumbling, the evil spirit is collapsing, and the huge magic palm is broken.

”Pedaling...”

The old man with silver hair staggered backward and retreated to Du Shaofu's side. The cold air from his body made him shiver.

”Thank you very much, master Beilun.”

To Du Shaofu's surprise, it was Bingchen of Beilun, the leader of the snow hall.

Beilun Bingchen's eyes are fixed on the four purple thunder tripods with lightning and thunder all around at the moment, and the old face is full of shock color.

In the distance of the void, the black and scorching shadow shrinks. In the wave of the evil spirit, a child like figure emerges, just like a dwarf, covered with weird black scales, and filled with evil Qi.

This is a middle-aged man, with a gloomy face, black hair shoulder length, short feet, but his arms can be lowered below his knees, his dry hands are dark, and he has twelve sharp fingers, just like ghost claws.

”Beilun Bingchen, it's not easy for you to be alive!”

The big devil stared at the old man with silver hair, and the cold light in his eyes fluctuated.

”Laozi is not a good influence!”

The old man with silver hair is the leader of the snow hall, Beilun Bingchen. He suppresses the evil spirit, and his eyes are clear again. When his eyes sweep through the sky, he looks dignified. Then he looks at the big devil.