However, Li Tian's celestial sword seemed to have grown out of the ice under the endless cold power.
In the high mountains and valleys, on top of the extremely cold ice, a green-robed man stood with his hands behind his back.
Hu! His right hand suddenly drew a fiery red light several dozen Zhang in the air. Like a fiery red lightning, it shot straight at the immortal sword that had heavily stabbed into the ice.
Whoosh!
However, under this light, the immortal sword suddenly broke through the ice, bringing countless ice shards with it. When they fell on the ice surface, they were like violent hailstones.
Li Tian held the celestial sword in his hand, and countless golden rays of light continued to condense in the air, like a suspended River.
The river of swords! Out.
The powerful sword Qi was like a surging River. The figure in green in the air was elegant and sharp. The momentum of heaven and earth slightly tilted and suddenly pressed down on the ice.
