The ocean is deep, vast, and full of primitive life breath.
It forms the most striking contrast with the dead ice and snow world of Beiming Cang!
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Beiming Cang shouted angrily.
He pinched the secret with one hand and pointed at Youruo.
"Ice Dragon Break!"
Roar!
Within the domain, endless black ice energy gathered crazily, turning into a ferocious ice dragon that was a hundred feet long, roaring, tearing the sky apart, and swooping towards Youruo!
Wherever the ice dragon passed, white frost marks were left in the space.
Facing this devastating blow.
Youruo Just point your fingers together like a sword, point it at the ice dragon, and tap it lightly.
The shadow of the ocean behind her instantly rioted!
Wow!
A sky-high water column rose from the ocean and turned into an equally huge blue water dragon, facing the ice dragon!
One ice and one water, two giant dragons collided in mid-air!
There were no earth-shattering explosions.
The moment the ice dragon came into contact with the water dragon, the indestructible dragon body began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye!
That blue water seems to have some incredible purifying power!
But within a few breaths.
That mighty ice dragon completely turned into nothingness!
The blue water dragon, however, continued its momentum and roared towards Beiming Cang!
Beiming Cang's face changed drastically, his body retreated violently, and at the same time, he laid dozens of ice walls in front of him!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ice wall was like paper, being smashed by water dragons one after another!
Beiming Cang was shaken by the huge impact and kept retreating. Every step back left a deep footprint on the ring.
The horror in his eyes could no longer be concealed.
His mysterious ice energy is one of the coldest forces in the world, and everything is not frozen!
But the opponent's water flow seems to be his natural nemesis!
"I won't lose!"
Beiming Cang roared unwillingly.
He bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the sword in his hand!
Buzz!
The long sword let out a mournful scream, and countless strange black lines appeared on the sword body.
An extremely cold air that was ten times more terrifying than before suddenly erupted!
"Northern Darkness Return to the Ruins, One Sword Buries Gods!"
He held the sword in both hands, used all his strength, and slashed at Youruo!
Tsk!
A dark sword light that cannot be described in words appeared out of the sky!
That is not pure darkness, but a kind of "nothing" that freezes and swallows all light and life!
Wherever the sword light passed, a piece of space seemed to have been erased, leaving a shocking black crack!
Faced with this most powerful sword that can threaten the strong God Emperor.
Youruo's expression finally became solemn.
She closed her eyes.
The vast shadow of the ocean behind him also subsided.
Everything is silent.
At that moment when the dark sword light was about to approach.
Youruo's eyes suddenly opened!
Deep in her pupils, it was as if there were two blue suns suddenly lighting up!
At the same time.
In the depths of the dead ocean behind her, an unimaginably majestic figure slowly opened its eyes.
What a pair of eyes those are!
Ancient, compassionate, yet containing the supreme majesty like the beginning of heaven and earth!
An ancient Divine Power originating from the deepest part of the bloodline completely awakened in Youruo's body!
She raised her hand and pressed lightly against the dark sword light that destroyed everything.
"The blue sea is full of tides!"
The seemingly gentle blue tide and the all-devouring dark sword light touched together silently in the center of everyone's attention.
There was no earth-shattering noise.
No devastating energy storms.
Some are just an ultimate dead silence.
At that moment, time and space seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.
The dark sword light represents the end and Return to the Ruins, freezing and annihilating the blue like crazy.
The blue tide represents the beginning and rebirth, and in a silent gesture of moisturizing things, it constantly melts away the extremely cold destructive power.
One black and one blue formed a clear dividing line in the center of the ring.
On one side is the dead realm where all things wither.
On the other side is the vibrant divine sea.
Two completely opposite paths are in the most fundamental collision and strangulation!
"Click..."
An inaudible cracking sound broke this strange balance.
Beiming Cang's cold face had cracks for the first time, showing extreme horror and disbelief.
He saw that a slight crack appeared on the dark sword light of his sword that could bury a god!
Then, the second, third...
The cracks spread quickly like a spider web!
The blue tide seemed to have endless vitality, wave after wave, never-endingly washing away his Sword Intent.
His "Return to the Ruins" is being reversed and purified by the opponent's "tide"!
"No! Impossible!"
Beiming Cang roared hysterically, he could not accept this fact!
The Divine Power in his body desperately poured into the long sword, trying to stabilize the dark sword light that was about to collapse.
However, everything is in vain.
Youruo's eyes are unwavering.
In the shadow of the vast ocean behind her, the eyes of that majestic being seemed to have spanned eternity and sent down a ray of will.
"Wow!"
The blue tide surges suddenly!
It was no longer a tide, but a tsunami that swept across nine days!
The blue water dragon let out a soul-shaking roar, completely overwhelming the ice dragon's screams.
Boom!
The dark sword light exploded into pieces under everyone's gaze!
It turned into black ice crystal fragments all over the sky, and in an instant, it was completely swallowed, purified, and dissipated invisible by the turbulent blue ocean.
"Pfft!"
Beiming Cang As if struck by lightning, a large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with its string broken.
The long sword in his hand, the Northern Darkness Aristocratic Clan divine weapon, let out a cry, the sword body was covered with cracks, and its spirituality was completely lost.
The blue water flow swept across, washing the entire arena.
But the water flow has no lethality, it just washes away all the cold air and all the dead silence.
When the water receded, the arena returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.
Only Beiming Cang was half-kneeling on the ground in embarrassment, trembling all over, and his face was as pale as paper.
He lost!
Such a complete defeat!
His way, his sword, and his pride were crushed to pieces in front of the opponent's vast and sea-like bloodline power!
Youruo retracted his hand, and the shadow of the ocean behind him slowly disappeared.
The coercion originating from ancient times also disappeared, and she returned to the quiet, gentle appearance of a woman in a blue dress.
The whole White Jade Square is deathly silent!
Everyone was shocked speechless by the miraculous scene just now.
On the high platform, the face of the head of the Northern Darkness Aristocratic Clan, whose face had been frozen for thousands of years, was now ashen!