Douluo’s Immortal Swordsman

"Snow Emperor, the Frozen Pope!"

Just when the Pope was stunned, Su Qin shouted at the Snow Emperor.

Although the Pope’s cultivation base is not as good as the Snow Emperor, she can stand in a stalemate with the Snow Emperor. This shows that she is powerful, and she still has the spirit of the Raksha God in her body. It is really not easy for the Snow Emperor to freeze the Pope. It is almost impossible to kill the pope.

Although Su Qin wanted to kill the Pope, he also understood the gap between the two sides and would not make demands that he could not.

Xuedi glanced at Su Qin with a little surprise. Although he was a little puzzled, a strong confidence rose in his heart, and his aura suddenly increased a bit.

When the Snow Emperor fought with the Pope, he subconsciously thought that he could not fail to win, after all, that was the inheritor of the gods and a god! How could a soul beast that she had cultivated for more than 690,000 years been a god's opponent?

But now that Su Qin was affirmed by the mysterious powerhouse, Xuedi already had a thought in his heart: Even if it is a god, she can be frozen!

The immense soul power in Xuedi's body poured out from her palm and poured into the emperor sword. The emperor sword let out a hum of the sword, breaking the energy wave in front of him like a bamboo into two, without the support of the pope's soul power. The energy wave persisted for a while, and then dissipated in the air, and the emperor sword shot towards the pope at an extremely fast speed.

"Huh? Divine tool?" A gloomy, evil voice of doubt sounded in the Pope's mind. The owner of this voice is the Rakshasa God and Soul Remnant that resides in the Pope.

"Aren't you very strong? Is there a way to break this illusion?" The pope asked anxiously in his heart as he listened to the sound in his mind.

The Pope deeply knew how urgent the situation was now, that soul beast was very strong! There is a threat to her strength! For every second of staying in this illusion, the more dangerous she becomes!

Rakshasa Shenxunnian looked at the Pope’s appearance, Jie Jie smiled, and an evil, gloomy voice sounded in the Pope’s mind, "Jie Jie Jie, the illusion released by this thing is indeed very strong, but it has not yet reached the point of a divine tool. It's a fake artifact at best..."

After a slight pause, the Rakshasa **** relentlessly laughed confidently, "This kind of illusion, even if it's me, can easily break it."

The Pope knew that the Rakshasa **** in her body was a bit nonsense sometimes, but sometimes taciturn, and he was used to it. At this time, she just listened silently, without any indication, she still had great confidence in the **** Raksha, after all, he is the true god!

Rakshasa God Cannian is very satisfied with the Pope’s attitude, and of course he is even more satisfied with the Pope’s talents. As long as he thinks that these will belong to him in the near future, his heart will be even more happy, but these are naturally impossible for him to express. from……

"broken!"

Rakshasa **** Cannian didn't talk too much nonsense, an extremely evil voice came from the ears of the pope, but the illusion in front of the pope was only blurred, it still existed, and it did not disappear.

Raksha God Cannian saw a slightly surprised expression in his heart, and immediately snorted, and a larger evil divine power rushed out of the Pope, quickly devouring the illusion.

The pope looked at the illusion that disappeared little by little, and a look of yearning appeared in the depths of his eyes, but this look was quickly reduced by her, his face was very solemn, and he was ready to fight at any time.

In the blink of an eye, the illusion was completely shattered, and at the moment when the illusion was broken, the pope felt a strong and deadly threat!

The Emperor Sword was only a finger away from the Pope’s chest at this moment. The Pope’s reaction was not slow at all. One second before the attack reached the body, she successfully released her Ninth Soul Ability Immortal Body, and the Pope’s body was energized at this moment. Up.

In the next instant, the emperor sword pierced the energized pope's chest and penetrated the pope's body.

Physical attacks cannot harm the energized pope. The pope's ninth spirit ability is very powerful. Unless the opponent is a god-level, he will never be able to kill the pope in this state.

The Pope was not complacent because she had escaped this blow. She knew the strength of the Snow Emperor deeply, even if she wanted to teleport away.

But at this moment, a large amount of red spirit power was suddenly released from the emperor sword, enveloping the energetic pope, and an extreme chill that seemed to freeze everything was released from the emperor sword.

Even the energized body of the pope is freezing fast, but for a moment, the chest of the pope where the imperial sword is occupied is already occupied by the ultimate ice, and they are moving toward other parts of the pope's body at a very fast speed. Climbing.

The pope's eyes showed a look of consternation, but what kind of person is the pope, how can she catch it?

The pope gave a soft cry, a powerful spirit power circulated in her body quickly, removing the ice from her body, but she had consumed a lot before, and the spirit power left in her body at this moment was less than 40%, and the spirit power in her body was running wildly , But it can only delay the speed at which the ice covers her body.

The pope tried for a while, and in this moment of effort, most of her body was covered by ice. The pope looked serious and no longer had any reservations. A ray of evil power was released from her, but it was an instant. She was wrapped in her whole body, and Han Bing's speed was immediately blocked, and there were even signs of retreat.

Xuedi felt the divine power on the Pope, and a look of disgust appeared in his eyes, and a touch of fear appeared deep in her heart, but at this moment she did not give up, but increased the output of soul power.

Su Qin was unusually calm at the moment. He glanced at the Pope with difficulty, raised his head to look at Emperor Xue, was silent for a while, and slowly said, "Xue Emperor, the time has come."

Xuedi turned her head and looked at Su Qin. She could feel how bad Su Qin's current state was. She understood the meaning of Su Qin's words. There was no other expression on her cold and frosty face, only some hope for the future was revealed in her eyes. Betrayed her cold and arrogant.

The pope subconsciously looked at Su Qin, and a question mark popped up in his mind. What does this mean?

Although Su Qin’s voice was not loud, it was heard by Qian Daoliu who was silently looking for the opportunity to shoot. He was also a question mark at the moment. He did not understand what Su Qin meant, but Ming Rui’s intuition told him that there was something wrong. Things are going to happen.

Su Qin held the sword in his left hand, lightly stabbed the Pope, and the Kunwu sword shot out. Although Su Qin's movements looked unremarkable, but there was terrifying power in it, and the speed was not slow at all.

The Pope seemed to have seen some terrifying sight, and her cold eyes showed a look of terror. She frantically struggled to break free from the shackles of the Snow Emperor and escape the terrifying blow of the Kunwu Sword.