Heaven Defying Supreme

Chapter Eleven Hongmeng Ice Flame

The more than 500 family members on the fortune-telling stage looked at the broken corpses scattered all over the stage, and looked terrified one by one.

"I can't hold on anymore, I give up!"

"I also give up..."

"…"

In the unwilling and struggling cries, more than 200 family members sweating profusely, resisting the coercion, moved shaky to the bottom of the fortune stage.

They were struggling, and every step seemed to have exhausted all their strength.

After a short distance of 100 feet, it took them a moment to reach the edge of the fortune-telling platform.

"Bang bang bang..."

"what…"

"Do not…"

"…"

The helpless cry was especially harsh. Only one-third of the more than 200 people managed to escape from the fortune-telling platform and collapsed on the ground, breathing the fresh air with big mouthfuls. The other 160 people died violently under the coercion!

Immediately, the grief-stricken cries of the family members of the deceased resounded in the crowded venue.

Witnessing the deaths of more than 500 people, Mu Meng sighed lowly, glanced at the remaining 300 clan children, and reminded kindly: "There are still three minutes before the end of the assessment, and the assessment will be even more severe. Whether to go or stay, you have to figure it out."

"Report to the messenger, this junior will never back down!" Wang Fuchen and Liang Qidi said in unison.

At this moment, the two still did not use their spiritual power to resist the coercion, but their foreheads were covered with delicate beads of sweat.

The two looked at each other coldly and regarded each other as their ultimate opponents. Other family members, they don't pay any attention to it!

At this time, Tan Yun, who was sweating profusely, looked more and more solemn. In an instant, a light curtain of spiritual power appeared all over his body, and he began to exert his spiritual power to resist the coercion.

"Master messenger, this junior quits..."

"Junior also quits..."

In the instant that followed, there were hundreds of family children of the eighth level of the spiritual fetus, knowing that they would die if they persisted. As a result, they all fled from the fortune-telling platform one after another with a lonely look!

Mu Mengjia looked at the remaining 179 family members and raised her eyebrows lightly, "There are still two most difficult moments before the end of the assessment. Are you sure no one will quit?"

"Return to the messenger, the junior is confirmed!" The 179 family members looked firm. They were determined since childhood, and when they grew up, they joined Huangfu Shengzong. Now the opportunity is right in front of them. They will never give up unless they have to!

Mu Mengji didn't say anything else, she looked up at the Bingyan Linghu, and if she pointed, "Linghu, you can start."

Hearing this, the millions of city residents in the venue seemed to have thought of something terrible, and they couldn't help but turn pale and uneasy!

"Buzzing..."

On the other hand, the family members on the stage clenched their fists, and their hearts were unprecedentedly heavy. Immediately, when the air was turbulent, the spiritual power in the spirit pond frantically poured out from the eyebrows, spared no effort to consolidate, and the spiritual power was transformed into a protective light curtain.

Wang Fuchen and Liang Qidi were the same, with a thick and dignified expression on their faces, and strong spiritual energy, like strips of giant pythons, coiled around the body surface, covering themselves with airtightness!

Obviously everyone knows that in the next two moments, a matter of life and death will happen!

"Roar!"

The Bingyan Linghu let out a low roar, and the 179 family members were enveloped by a biting cold aura as the giant white tail that was several tens of meters long danced.

Immediately afterwards, the cold wind whistled over the fortune platform, and the snow was flying. In a matter of seconds, a thin layer of purple ice formed on the body of the 179 family members, and the ice layer was rapidly thickening!

"boom!"

"boom!"

Wang Fuchen and Liang Qidi, gritted their teeth and shouted loudly, and they were shocked. They just shattered the purple ice, and their bodies were covered by the purple ice again.

The children of other families are also trying their best to deplete their spiritual power, and while breaking free from the ice layer, they are under formidable coercion!

"daughter!"

"My son!"

"…"

There was mourning in the venue, and only 32 family members were seen, quickly reduced to human-shaped ice sculptures. Afterwards, 32 ice sculptures "Crash!" shattered on the fortune table!

To the death, they did not make any sound!

This shows the power of purple ice!

"dong dong dong..."

There are 68 more family members, completely frightened! After they shattered the ice, they walked toward the edge of the fortune platform with heavy steps. Every time you take a step, the ice formed on the surface of the body thickens!

They have complex eyes, regret, despair, and more of a desire to leave the fortune station and live!

It was only at this moment that they, whose spiritual power was about to be exhausted, felt that they could survive, which was better than anything else!

However, it is too late to quit now!

When they were still a few steps away from the fortune-telling platform, the purple ice completely devoured them and turned them into ice sculptures!

The unwillingness and struggle before his death told everyone the cruelty of the selection and assessment!

In the hoarse cries of relatives, the ice sculptures turned into ice **** shooting from the sky...

At this moment, when the children of the families were struggling to resist the cold and the pressure, Tan Yun was already ecstatic, letting a thick layer of purple ice wrap him.

His body did not feel the cold at all!

If you can see through the ice layer, you will be shocked to find that in the ice layer covering Tan Yun, strands of hair-like purple ice essence slowly drill into Tan Yun's left palm. As if dormant in his left palm, a monster swallowing the purple ice essence!

"Hahaha, God help me too!" Inside the ice layer, Tan Yun was excited, "Hehe, the Hongmeng Bingyan in Laozi's left palm is indeed the nemesis of all ice colds!"

The reason why Tan Yun is excited is because the purple ice, although it is a deadly threat to the children of other families, but for him, the ice essence in the purple ice is the nourishment of Hongmeng Ice Flame!

As long as the ice essence is swallowed, the purple ice is no different from ordinary river ice, and will not cause any damage to him!

At the same time, Tan Yun knew that in order to advance his Primordial Ice Flame, he had to devour all kinds of ice-type fire and all kinds of ice essence.

The Hongmeng Bingyan, which was originally hidden in the left palm, was too low-rank to control him to fly out of his left palm to face the enemy. At this moment, he was really dozing off. Someone brought a pillow and provided him with ice essence to devour him. Hongmeng Bingyan had How could he not be excited about growing up?

"Come on, come on! Hehe, let the ice essence come more violently!" In the ice layer, Tan Yun used his spiritual power to resist the coercion, while smiling thiefly...

Time is gradually running out, and at the moment when the ice test is about to end, there are only 12 family children left on the fortune platform, and they are insisting on it!

Of the other 66 disciples, only 15 escaped from the fortune-telling platform. The remaining 51 people have long since been reduced to pieces of ice!

"Huchi...huchi..."

Wang Fushen and Liang Qidi were exhausted and panting like cows, and they looked quite embarrassed.

Under the pressure, the other ten family members had already knelt on the table, and the spiritual power in their bodies had been exhausted!

"Huh? He's only at the seventh level of the Spirit Embryo Realm, yet he didn't die!" Mu Mengjia stared at the ice sculpture covering Tan Yun, and there was a hint of surprise in his beautiful eyes.

She understands that when the purple ice completely freezes the clan's children, the spiritual power in the clan's children will be imprisoned, unable to resist the coercion with the spiritual power, and eventually turned into broken ice under the overwhelming coercion!

Tan Yun has not yet been torn apart under the pressure, obviously he is not dead yet!

However, she expected that even if Tan Yun didn't die, he would only have half his life left!