Chapter 2440: Frozen power

A trace of chill out of the hail, Luo Zheng stared at the girl in the squat, his eyes were constantly flashing.
"This is the true devil body you said?" Luo Zheng asked.
The woman nodded and looked at the gaze of the body with some hopeful colors.
In order to get the body of this true demon, she has tried countless ways and has explored countless times.
It’s time to finally get her...
The woman then slowly approached the hail, reaching out and exploring the hail and gently groping.
"Hey..."
A chill came out from below the hail.
The girl in the hail ran out of her eyes, and the face showed a hint of anger.
Just then, a black energy glowed on the woman's arm and dripped above the hail. That was the power of primitive fear...
Everything else can go straight through the hail, but pure energy will be absorbed by this hail!
After the hail absorbed the "original fear power", the anger of the girl's face gradually faded, and replaced by a serene face.
"Can she absorb the power of the original fear?" Chen Huangyi asked the ice.
The woman smiled faintly: "What energy she can absorb... For her, this is just a good behavior."
She has worked hard for countless times and has already understood the habits of this true devil!
In the beginning, she and the pure oriental scorpion, also directly into the world of hail, the result is the anger of the body of the true devil.
After many times, she figured out the mystery.
After appeasing the girl, she glanced at the copying saints above her. Under the slightest movement of her mind, the saints rushed toward the hail, and disappeared into the hail below the blink of an eye.
After the dozens of saints broke into the hail, she grabbed Luo Zheng’s arm. "We should go in."
She naturally does not expect Luo Zheng and Chen Huangyijian to help her win the true devil, but she can't let Luo Zheng run. After all, she still has her most valued blood in Luo Zheng.
Luo Zheng and Chen Huang Yi Jian did not have much resistance.
This woman is not a good class in the eyes of both of them...
It’s just that this woman is too powerful, and the two of them can’t escape after all, and now they can only act on the plane.
What's more, Chen Huangyi sword originally wanted to eat from the pure mouth of the East. Now it is both a crisis and an opportunity!
"Hey..."
Spinning, space shuttle...
"what?"
After stepping into the space channel below the hail, Luo Zheng’s face showed a strange color.
From the universe to the gods, Luo Zheng also experienced a variety of strange spatial channels, such as the time channel constructed by the jade, is also very strange.
But this time, his feelings are even more wonderful...
He is not a shuttle channel, but is constantly shrinking!
Just like the feeling of being a normal size from thousands of huge wild gods.
However, the reduction of the state of the gods and the reduction is only a moment, but now the feeling is continued, I do not know if this is an illusion.
The woman noticed the expression of Luo Zheng and smiled slightly: "What did you notice?"
"We are getting smaller," Luo Zheng replied.
Chen Huangyijian gave a slight glimpse, "What? Become small?"
"Sure enough, I was very sensitive. I noticed it so quickly. I found this secret after tens of thousands of times." The woman smiled slightly and her eyes were quite appreciated.
There is no reference in this space, and everyone is rapidly shrinking at the same time, which was originally difficult to detect.
Luo Zheng looked at the hollow around the circle, and Emei asked, "How small will we become?"
The woman thought about it and immediately replied: "About the dust..."
When the voice fell, the emptiness of the original whirls faded from the sight of Luo Zheng...
"Calling..."
A burst of whistling sound, roaring in Luo Zheng’s ear.
A huge piece of ice crystals crossed the curve in the air and slammed toward him.
"Snapped!"
Luo Zheng punched out, and the ice crystal that floated on the face suddenly broke into countless pieces.
But he just smashed a piece, and there are more ice crystals coming over...
At this time, Luo Zhengcai reacted, these huge ice crystals should be snow particles!
He has now shrunk countless times, but the insignificant snow particles look like two or three feet!
"God blaze!"
"Hey!"
Tang Lun’s illusion screamed, and a three-color flame formed a huge fire cover, covering the replicas of the saints, Luo Zheng and Chen Huangyi.
The fire of these three colors is one of Tang Lun’s most powerful stunts.
After turning into a fire hood, the huge "snow particles" flew over, but just turned into a water mist just near the fire hood!
As for the interior of the sacred fire hood, it is warm!
Seeing this scene, Chen Huangyijian is also full of surprises. He quietly communicates with Luo Zhengzhengyuan: "This woman is very strong in strength. Now I have found so many saints to help out. If she really controls the abyss How to do?"
"Seeing the opportunity to act, presumably she will not be so easy to succeed, the East is pure and they will not be easy to give up, not to mention her strength is not necessarily stronger than the deity," Luo Zheng said.
In theory, this woman's copy is almost perfect, but there is actually no small deviation.
For example, the strength of Luo Zheng's replicas is not far from Luo Zheng.
From this point of view, the sages such as the Oriental Pure Donkey may not have the means that she cannot copy...
"It can only be so," Chen Huangyijian replied.
This situation is indeed too complicated.
Whether it is the pure side of the East, Yang or this woman, they are far from the enemy, can only hope that they will lose both!
"Calling..."
Everyone descended from the sky, the blizzard did not stop, and countless "snow particles" smashed on the hood of the gods, steaming a mist of water, which became more even at very low temperatures. The tiny ice crystals drifted with the wind.
At the time of a fragrant incense, everyone finally fell on a snowfield...
Just down, there was a loud roar in the depths of the snowfield, and then a shock wave visible to the naked eye spread out.
The shock wave spreads rapidly on the snowfield, like an invisible plow, which plows the snow all over again. In this shock wave, there is a deeper cold, but this cold is called "God." The bonfire hood also fainted in an instant, and the copy of Tang Lun’s face was even white!
"Good chill!"
Luo Zheng’s heart was also shocked. This coldness passed over his body, and his blood all over the body seemed to freeze.
What is even more confusing is that this chill is not the result of the mysterious path of the mysterious ice, but an indescribable force, but this power has never been touched.
When the woman looked at the depths of the snowfield, she said faintly: "It seems that the anger of the true devil's body is not small. If you want to calm the anger, I am afraid that more than three saints will die, enough for them to drink a pot. ......"