Chapter 983: Frost

"Shameless children, who dare to challenge, how dare they have the courage to fight a little more than their deity, shrink their heads, drill the ground rat, and die!"
Zhong Laomo yelled violently, the soul thought was activated, four ray needles, urged again, and shot towards the snow.
He had made up his mind and stopped fighting. Since the surname Xu made it clear that he was going to be a snow mouse, he accompanied him to see who consumed the energy.
He urged the spirit of the needle to the left and right, and it was so small that he would not be afraid until the hour of tomorrow.
However, he did not believe that Xu Yi had the ability to urge such a long time to activate the magic weapon to defend his burs. As long as it took a little longer, Xu Yi could not hold on and exposed the flaws. By then, the burs would be able to build their own power.
Originally, Zhong Laomo's temperament would never have been so careful, but after numerous repeated mentions in the middle-aged middle-aged shirt and pointed out the serious consequences of the gutter overturn, Zhong Laomo completely abandoned his skin Just win.
Half an hour passed, like the snowy plateau of the sea of ​​clouds, quietly stretched under the pale blue sky, the golden light and shadow, covered the snowy field, the wind gently blows, swaying the fine snow and mist.
The entire battlefield was extremely peaceful, and occasionally even one or two awkward jackdaws took off and landed in the combat zone.
More than 100,000 people were silent, staring indiscriminately at the war zone.
"Huh ... hhhhhhhhhhhh ..."
On the top of a giant pine, a fat man in a royal blue shirt fell asleep holding the trunk, snoring around, like thunder, turbid wet sticky drool, such as silver wire hanging upside down, happened to drop in one hand and lean on the trunk His head was on the lean man under his crotch.
The lean man wiped it and was furious. "Wake up, wake up, surnamed Chen, you drool ... Are you to watch the war, or to sleep ..."
The fat man in the royal blue shirt immediately awakened and stunned, "It's over, it's over. Whoever wins or loses, Lao Tzu made a heavy bet, ten spirit stones ..."
The lean man couldn't help crying, pointing at Zhonglao Mo's single, vast snowy area, without a good airway, "Sigh and fart, you stare for a while. It's time for me to sleep, and there's something new, call me!"
Tired, bored, disappointed, ridiculous ...
The above emotions are probably the sum of the emotions of all spectators in the field.
No one could have imagined a world-fighting war that would have evolved into this. After half an hour had passed, Zhong Laomo's third move was not over yet, and four needles were still stuck deep in the snow.
If you have to tell a little change, it is the position of Zhong Lao Mo, who keeps moving, spanning almost half of the fighting area.
Apart from that, there was no change whatsoever. The fighting between the two children was more intense than the scene here.
Zhong Lao Mo was really impatient. He couldn't even dream of it. Xu Yi was able to persist for such a long time under his dense attack, and he still showed no signs of failure. If he continues to follow this trend, he must really Drag tomorrow.
Suddenly, he remembered the explanation of the middle-aged shirt, his troubled mind settled, and said, "Drag it, see when this thief can hold on."
Zhong Lao Mo resisted, but Xu Yi did not want to continue playing. If he followed the road of consumption by Zhong Lao Mo, Xu Yi was sure to drag Zhong Lao Mo to collapse.
Without him, Zhong Laomo consumes the ghost, but he consumes only palm power. Who can drag it to the end is self-evident.
Of course, it can be dragged to the end, Xu Yi is willing to win so easily, but Xu Yi knows that this is just wishful thinking.
Zhong Lao Mo is not a fool. He can drag half an hour, almost at the limit of Zhong Lao Mo, and he will never drag it to the second half an hour.
What's more, he didn't want to drag on like this.
"not good!"
Zhong Laomo screamed, the soul thought moved again, and as far as he could, it was empty.
It turned out that when he called "bad", he sensed Xu Yi buried in the deep snow, and with a new action, unexpectedly the call fell, and the ray needle that was always controlled by the soul thought disappeared. It's gone, isn't it too weird?
Just then, the snowy field suddenly exploded and shocked the sky, and a blue shadow rose into the sky.
"Junior, what evil do you use!"
The surprise of Zhong Lao Mo's heart was extremely extreme, and the ray needle under the control of his soul thought would suddenly disappear. This is incredible. The more he couldn't figure out, the more surprised he was.
Xu Yi sneered, "Lao Zhong, a certain method you see now, but if you are scared, if you are afraid, now you have to admit defeat, it is too time for you to leave you with a dead body."
The disappearance of the awn needle is a means of Xu Yi. It is he who urged the iron spirit to spur the flames of fire. When the iron spirit meets the flames of fire, the decomposition ability is reproduced. Decomposed.
This trick was used by Xu Yi in the battle of the imperial court to dissolve the golden armor gods composed of golden runes.
What Xu Yi didn't expect is that after the iron yin and yang two qi are decomposed, the decomposition speed is faster, and the evil spirits only come out, and the four needles die.
But he said, Xu Yi said nothing, Zhong Lao Mo's face did not change his color, "junior, why bother training your mouth and catch you, the deity is reluctant to kill. The previous was just a warm-up. Now, the deity comes to scales, how much do you weight."
The words fell squarely, and a jade-colored ruler suddenly appeared in his palm, two lines of patterns were clear.
"Frost and snow ruler is actually a frost and snow ruler of the second-order instrument. It can force Zhong Laomo to use the frost and snow ruler. His surname Xu is dead, and it is enough to pass on to the world."
"The second-order water system instrument comes from the Frost Snow Sword, which is extremely powerful. It is no wonder that Zhong Lao Mo is going to choose this Yulong Snowfield as a battlefield. Such a calculation is indeed an old fox."
"This time, there should be a good show. At this point in time, the surname Xu has not used the ability to press the bottom of the box. It is impossible to say that both people should use the killer."
"………………"
After changing the previous fatigue, the scene entered a climax again, and the voice of the audience around the audience was like a sea of ​​mountains.
Lie Xingkong and Elder Hong on the dragon boat widened their eyes. In their expectations, Xu Yi should use the third-order magic weapon to enchant the soul.
In fact, for Lie Xingkong and Elder Hong, the talented rivalry was not at all calm, but they saw the two startled.
In the eyes of the two, Xu Yi was purely looking for death. When he didn't come out, he evoked the spirits and dared to pluck the bell old devil. He was forced to get into the depths of the snow, and he was just looking for death.
Xu Yi died, and the two didn't care. The only thing the two cared about was the spirit.
It was so easy to get to this point, Zhong Lao Mo was the first to use the magic weapon. The surname Xu still has no tricks. When will he wait? Is it necessary that Zhong Lao Mo urges the magical weapon to be the first one?
The two were so absorbed in their attention that they stared at the scene to see how powerful the third-order magic weapon was.
The thought of Xu Yi holding a third-order magical enchantment to kill Zhong Lao Mo, the name of the enchanting enchantment, shook the entire chaotic Xinghai, and this enchanting enchantment was in the possession of someone, and one day he enlisted someone holding the enchant Alas, the chaotic sea of ​​stars is everywhere. Wherever you go, you don't need to shake the soul at all. You only need to show up to intimidate the four parties to admire. What a glory it should be.
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