Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

The temperature inside the ice ball dropped sharply, and the power of the flame was gradually suppressed by the extreme cold.

Meng Tian sensed something was wrong and immediately controlled the black general elephant to attack the ice ball with all his strength.

The two knives slashed at the inner wall of the ice ball frantically, and each cut left a deep mark on the ice ball. However, the ice ball was extremely hard and difficult to break in a short period of time.

Emperor Zhenwu took this opportunity to adjust his breath and restore his spiritual power inside the ice ball.

He took out a few pills for restoring spiritual energy from his own space storage supplies. Pills were extremely precious at ordinary times, and he was not like Ying Xuan who could casually reward his subordinates with countless pills.

His ammunition was running out one by one, and he usually felt very sorry for it and dared not use it carelessly. But now, facing this life-threatening situation, he was reluctant to do so.

Throw all the pills into your mouth and chew them a few times until they are completely digested.

And inside the puck.

The black Dharma image wielded two swords in its hands, flames were burning, and the terrifying burning energy was almost melting everything around it.

This ice ball couldn't withstand the horrific flames and began to melt madly at a speed visible to the naked eye?
In just a moment, the ice ball was finally cracked by the Black General's magic elephant.

The heart of Emperor Zhenwu tightened. He had finally recovered a little bit of his spiritual energy. Seeing that the ice ball was about to be forced out, he immediately used justice. He pushed his hands forward suddenly, and a powerful ice dragon spurted out of the mouth of the ice image, rushing towards the black general image along the crack.

The ice dragon bared its fangs and claws, emitting a terrifying aura, and wherever it passed, the cracks in the ice ball expanded rapidly.

The black general's magic elephant was unable to dodge and was hit in the chest by the ice dragon. Its whole body flew backwards and hit heavily on a glacier on the ice field. The glacier collapsed instantly, making a deafening roar.

After this blow, Meng Tian's face turned slightly pale, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish at all.

He suppressed the surging blood and energy in his body, stood up, brandished his two swords again, and rushed towards the ice image.

The Great Emperor Zhenwu was not to be outdone, and controlled the ice magic to meet the attack.

The two sides once again engaged in fierce close combat, with double swords and ice arms colliding with each other, and each collision could cause slight vibrations in the surrounding space.

However, the battle lasted for a long time and it was still difficult to determine the winner.

The cultivation level of Emperor Zhenwu was higher than that of Meng Tian, ​​but facing Meng Tian who was burning his divine body at the risk of his life, he ended up not getting any benefit at all.

The battle between the two sides turned out to be evenly matched.

If this situation continues, I am afraid that the pursuers will arrive from behind and I will have no way to escape and will surely die.

At this time, Emperor Zhenwu began to feel like retreating. He knew very well that if he continued to dwell on this, he would sooner or later be in a desperate situation.

So, he took advantage of a break in an attack, suddenly turned around, ignored Meng Tian's attack, and turned to flee into the distance with all his might.

While escaping, he did not forget to take out a low-grade spiritual treasure from his arms. Without even having time to feel sorry for it, he threw it back with force, chanting a spell at the same time to detonate it.

With a loud "bang", the spiritual treasure instantly burst out with a powerful energy wave. The huge blast wave was as dazzling as a scorching sun and spread to all directions.

Wherever it went, mountains and rivers were razed to the ground, and glaciers melted into water, forming a raging flood.

Meng Tian was knocked backwards by the sudden explosion. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and cast a defensive spell in time, barely blocking most of the power of the explosion. However, he still suffered some internal injuries, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, countless eyes in the Heavenly Palace and the Buddhist sect were watching this thrilling battle. In the palace of the Heavenly Palace, the immortals looked solemn and silently watched the development of the battle.

Within the Buddhist community, monks gathered at the Leiyin Temple, gazing at the shining light and the diffuse smoke in the distant sky, each with their own thoughts in their minds.

"Why are human beings so bloodthirsty? They are willing to burn their own bodies to kill the other party. How heroic!" Seeing this, Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn't help but sigh at the madness of the human race.

Upon seeing this, the ancient Buddha Dipankara couldn't help but frown.

Facing such a fearless opponent is what everyone fears the most.

I am not afraid of a strong opponent, I am only afraid that the opponent will seal me up and not even care about my life.

This tactic of killing one thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred of one's own was surprisingly effective, and was clearly much stronger than Meng Tian. The Great Emperor Zhenwu was actually beaten so hard that he was hesitant.

The advantages cannot be fully utilized, and we can only retreat and defend like now.

"There will be no result if we continue to fight. The Great Emperor Zhenwu is afraid that the reinforcements from Xian Qin will arrive. By that time, he will be doomed to die and become a turtle in a jar."

While the Buddhas were discussing the thrilling battle below, Tathagata Buddha felt particularly upset. He thought about the Buddhism that he had worked so hard to build, which could now only be huddled less than a thousand miles around the Leiyin Temple.

Just thinking about it makes me feel extremely frustrated, but there is really no way to mobilize troops to regain the lost hinterland.

Now they can only bide their time and continue to improve their cultivation to reach the semi-saint realm. Only then will they, the Buddhist sect, be able to fight and leave this place.

At the same time, Haotian has returned to heaven.

Taibai Jinxing waved the dustpan in his hand lightly, and a bright light was reflected in the sky, and the battle scene between the lower world and the lower world appeared in front of all the immortals.

"It's pitiful. The great emperor is now like a rat crossing the street, being chased all the way to the extremely cold land by a human who has practiced for less than a thousand years." Nezha is a man who speaks his mind in a sarcastic tone.

His gaze couldn't help but look at Haotian, who was sitting on the throne of heaven and earth. It was obvious that he, as a subject, was also extremely disappointed with Haotian's actions.

He actually abandoned his men and let them fall into despair. It was really heartbreaking to see.

In the Lingxiao Palace of Heaven, Haotian stared gloomily at the battle situation in the underworld reflected by Taibai Jinxing's magic.

He saw the entire chase and fight on the ice field, and he knew clearly in his heart that Emperor Zhenwu would be in danger of death under Meng Tian's crazy pursuit.

However, at this moment he had no time to feel sad about the fate of Emperor Zhenwu. His mind was like a surging tide, constantly thinking about how to find a chance to turn the tide in this crisis.

Looking back at the distant and cold battlefield in the far north, Meng Tian had a fierce battle with the Zhenwu Emperor.

The weapons of both sides collided again, causing a terrifying explosion that pushed the two men away again.

Meng Tian flew backwards at a high speed and crashed into a glacier. The terrifying high temperature he brought with him directly melted the surrounding glaciers.

At this moment he was crawling on the ground, breathing extremely rapidly, and the severe pain in his body was stimulating his nerves all the time.

"Damn it, let me hold on a little longer!"

Meng Tian took a deep breath. At this time, two-thirds of his body had been burned. His body, which was almost exhausted due to the burning of his divine body, urgently needed to replenish his strength. So he took out a handful of pills that could restore his body and injuries from his arms without hesitation, stuffed them into his mouth like a hungry wolf, and chewed them vigorously. (End of this chapter)