Vol 3 Chapter 272: Snowy Night 3

Chapter 272 The Snowy Night Walk 3
Seeing those ghost fires, Chen Shi's face sank. After so many catastrophes, he was so familiar with this light. Sometimes Shen Shi even wondered if there was something weird about him, or if he had a problem with his luck. Ordinary people would rarely encounter ghosts once, but he would encounter them one after another.
In the wind and snow, the white shadow fleeing in front and the ghost fire shadow that was traced from behind quickly approached Shen Shi, and within a moment, Shen Shi could see the scene there clearly. Those gleaming ghost fires were another group of ghost blood wolves, grinning and roaring and rushing towards them. They looked fierce, and made Shen Shi frown as he watched. I really don’t know where this far north snowfield came from. So many ghosts here?
And what flew away in front of the ghost blood wolf was a white fox all over, looking very embarrassed, yelling in the mouth, and flew forward desperately. Shen Shi suddenly felt that he looked familiar with the white fox, but the speed of chasing them was quite fast, and he quickly rushed to the vicinity of Shen Shi.
The white fox glanced at Shen Shi's side, his eyes paused, but his footsteps didn't stop, and he flew past in a blink of an eye. Shen Shi was also found in the ghost blood wolves behind, and there was a commotion. After a while, five or six ghost blood wolves turned towards Shen Shi.
Standing in the heavy snow falling in the sky, Shen Shi watched the ferocious ghosts rushing over with a grim expression, but he didn't mean to turn around and back away, but raised his arm.
A piece of snow fell on his fingertips, and a cold breath came in.
A familiar talisman appeared between his fingers instantly, and the runes on it glowed slightly, as if it was about to burst out the spiritual power it contained, but at this moment, Shen Shi suddenly held his hand silently, the talisman Stopped instantly.
The wind blows his face, the world is killing, and the screaming wolf howling in front of him seems to be coming in an instant.
Fu Lu suddenly disappeared, and Shen Shi looked forward, and between his forehead and eyebrows, in that place of size, suddenly all the wind and snow bounced away.
He took a step and walked forward.
Facing the wolves.
He stretched out his hand, his hands were empty, his fingers moved slightly to face the wind and snow.
At that moment, the spiritual orifice in his body suddenly stretched, and all the incomparable spiritual power gathered here was like a torrential river, rushing out for the first time
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page), instantly rushed into the meridian qi pulses of his body unstoppable. The feeling is as if this body swelled ten times in an instant. As soon as the mind came, the spiritual power came, and there was wind and thunder in every gesture.
The wind and snow suddenly grew louder, swept over him like the roar of the sky, covering his figure for a moment, but then he walked out slowly and firmly.
The wolves are already in sight!
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With a ferocious tone and a weird faint fire, he roared and rushed forward instantly.
Shen Shi flipped his right hand, only in the wind and snow like a breeze blowing across the water, suddenly a sharp and transparent ice arrow condensed in the snow, silently through the wind and snow, and pierced the throat of the ghost blood wolf that rushed the fastest. Among.
The ghost blood wolf howled, shook the whole field, turned over and fell to the ground, convulsing and struggling desperately on the ground.
The wolves on the side paused for a while, and then they rushed again like bloodthirsty, Shen Shi kept walking, his face was frosty, but his eyes seemed to be brighter than ever before. That is the spiritual power shouting and roaring in his body, it is the power that has never been seen before.
He strode forward and suddenly waved his left hand. The index finger, ring finger, and little finger flicked at the same time. The flames wrinkled, and a row of fire walls suddenly jumped from the ground, burning wildly against the wind and snow, and stopped among the ghost blood wolves. . The ghost blood wolves were shocked and scattered. The two bodies were already covered with fire, and they were instantly burnt; and before the ghost blood wolves could react, Shen Shi kept walking in the howling sound, and the right hand seemed to be lifted randomly. Hearing the ground roaring and the snowfield trembling, five ground thorns suddenly protruded from the surface, like a sharp sword piercing the intestines, nailing the three-fingered ghost blood wolf in the air.
The blood is like a red blood flower, instantly blooming in this wind and snow.
The wailing sounds continued, and in a blink of an eye, only one ghost blood wolf remained. The weird green flame was burning, and it seemed that only the fuzzy figure in front of it was left in its eyes, so it screamed frantically and rushed forward.
The figure did not dodge, but went straight up.
The ghost blood wolf opened its sharp claws and was about to bite the living flesh. Suddenly, he felt a flash of yellow light in front of his eyes. His body was as heavy as a giant in an instant, and he involuntarily fell to the ground without any pause. The gap, from the corner of its eyes, suddenly saw the sky above, and a flash of lightning passed by.
Suddenly thunder in the wind and snow!
Rumble!
boom!
The ghost blood wolf fell down, the whole head was violently
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Lun's thunder and lightning almost split in half, and in the scorched black, the ghost fire was instantly extinguished.
And that figure, Fang walked out of the wind and snow at this moment, took a cold look at the wolf corpse, stepped on the broken wolf head, and walked forward.
The ghost blood wolves chasing the white fox further away, there are probably about ten fierce wolves. At this moment, they are all disturbed by the movement behind, especially the thunderous sound of thunder. They stopped together and looked back. Look.
With a mournful blizzard's "Woo", the snowy fog blows over this snowy field, and it sweeps over this snowfield, wrapped around the unstopped figure of Shen Shi.
No blood was seen all over his body. He was covered in white snow and his complexion was like iron.
However, Fengxue seemed to have surrendered at this moment, all circling around him, the ghost blood wolves turned their directions, abandoned the white fox that had not known where they had gone, and rushed towards Shen Shi. The sky and the earth, the two seemingly disparity in power, slammed into each other on this cruel and cold snowfield, in the boundless wind and snow.
Like a huge wave hitting the boulder, countless water splashes were splashed, and the snow and mist instantly flew like a rush like a wild dance, drowning the sinking stone and the wolves. The roaring sound resounded across the wilderness, and amidst the steaming snow mist, suddenly there were fires, ice swords, wind blades, ghosts and charms, black air flashed by, and the figures were misty like immortals, wailing, and blood spattered.
Suddenly thunder rang through the sky, lightning fell from the sky, and there was a scorching smell that filled the square. The corpse of the wolf fell out in the wind and snow, terrifying, convulsing and struggling. An ice sword pierced through the void and pierced the depths of the snow mist, the wolf howled sternly, and the wind and snow stopped sharply.
The trembling snow mist, like a paper bag that has gathered too much power, finally exploded after a loud noise like the sky. A huge ice sword is inserted on the snow like an ice sculpture, crystal clear, but there are blood stains on the blade, and it flows down.
The corpses of wolves are everywhere, with their heads and necks separated, or with their stomachs broken, their whole bodies are burning, there is a blood hole in their hearts, or their bodies are completely burnt and black, all lying on the ground, only one figure is still standing. In the snow.
The snowflakes fell softly, falling on his shoulders again, Shen Shi stood silently, looked up at the sky, turned around later, tapped his shoulders to shake off the layer of white snowflakes, stepped across the harsh battlefield like an underworld, and walked again.
Only after he took two steps, he stopped again, and saw a white shadow coming out of the wind and snow in front of him, but it was the white fox, who did not know when to return here again, standing in the wind and snow, Staring silently at his figure.
(End of this chapter)