"I'm giving you a chance to commit suicide."
A young man from the Suzaku Spirit Clan shouted, "With the Resurrection Formation, we don't need to be afraid of you."
Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Tan Tai Ao couldn't help but laugh and said, "Soon, you will regret not cherishing the opportunity to commit suicide that this prince has given you."
As soon as the words fell, the battle broke out.
The four members of the Suzaku Spirit Clan joined forces and unleashed the power of their immortal veins. In an instant, crimson waves of flames rolled out violently.
"A clown, you're vulnerable!"
Tan Tai Ao sneered, put his right hand behind his back, spread out the five fingers of his left hand and slapped out fiercely. The air in front of his palm was quickly compressed into a white palm print, carrying an extremely cold current, like a polar gale, surging out with terrifying power.
The two collided, and the palm wind easily defeated the attacking flames.
Then, the cold current that followed froze the four people's bodies.
The four men immediately revealed extremely hideous and painful expressions, but unfortunately their bodies were frozen and they couldn't even bite their tongues to commit suicide.
I could only feel the chill, gradually exerting its power on my limbs.
Then the fingers on the four people's hands and feet were frozen and cracked, and the skin and flesh cracked and fell off bit by bit...
This is no less severe than lingchi.
This caused the four people's bodies to tremble wildly.
At this moment, Tan Tai Ao released the ice on the four people's heads. For a moment, the four people's shrill screams resounded throughout the entire fallen land.
The extreme pain made the four people completely lose their minds and even forgot that they could commit suicide.
A burst of fire burst out, sending the four people away.
It was at the back that the genius couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he gave up on continuing to fuse the ancient Vermillion Bird Flame and walked down from the stone group guarded by the formation.
"Tan Tai Ao, you are so hateful!"
Cheng Yun remembered him. His name was Zhu Gu. He was one of the most outstanding young people of this generation in the Suzaku Spirit Clan.
His cultivation level at this moment was at the peak of the ninth stage of the Immortal Realm.
If it was a normal one-on-one fight against the Earth Immortal Realm Tan Tai Ao, he would not have a chance.
But he was wearing the same emerald bronze fairy gold armor as Cheng Yun.
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