"If you stay still, your body will soon be frozen solid. When you freeze to death, I can still enjoy your spiritual power. What does a child need so much spiritual power for? Or? Dedicate it to me?"
Just as the white-faced man spoke, the ice on Liang Yue and Heiying's bodies became more than a foot thick. Even Mo Xian only struggled in vain for a few times before being unable to move.
The white-faced man let go, and Liang Yue's face began to freeze.
"How did you do it?" Liang Yue asked.
This ice is definitely not ordinary ice. This ice freezes very quickly, and in addition to the bone-chilling cold in the frozen area, it will also send out ice picks into the human body, hitting the joints of the person's joints, freezing the joints, and also Restrict people's movements.
After the extreme pain, I could no longer control my body, and my feeling was taken away in an instant.
Liang Yue was now unconscious except for her head. She looked at the black shadow with the corner of her eyes. He had been frozen into a pile, and the ice wrapped around his body was still shining.
The white-faced man's blue eyes deepened, and she put her hand on Liangyue's frozen head.
"This ice comes from the God Realm. You can't go there! It's even more impossible to compete with it."
The white-faced man exerted force, and Liang Yue immediately felt that her spiritual power was being withdrawn from her body bit by bit.
"Your spiritual power is so powerful, so pure, and so attractive to me! It's been a long, long time since I felt like my whole body was filled with power!"
Liang Yue was speechless because her face was completely frozen by the ice.
Not just her mouth, now there was no place on her body that she could move.
If she doesn't untie this lump of ice, she will really be drained of her spiritual power, trapped to death, or frozen to death in the ice here!
Liang Yue, who had been complacent just now, now regretted that she had underestimated the enemy too much. She was so eager for success that something happened to her.
"Master Demon King! Feng Yan! Help!"
Liang Yue calls out to Feng Jian in her heart! But there was no movement at all.
Did Feng Jian spend the Mid-Autumn Festival huddled in a seal?
Liang Yue then remembered that Feng Jian had said before that if she died, Feng Jian would have the opportunity to break the seal and run out.
These days, Feng Jian disappeared and never came to chat with her again. Was it because he planned to let her die early so that he could get what he wanted?
Thinking of this, Liang Yue felt that she was not even as good as a tool, she was just a rusty lock.
It turns out that she died so miserably in the end, and this Bingtuozi became her final destination!
It is said that villains die from talking too much, and decency dies from pretending...
She didn't talk much today, but she wasn't a good person either.
It's just that I don't want Bai Dongting to be involved.
But if he died so easily, would the Emperor of Heaven be so happy that he would wake up laughing at night?
After all, he can sit back and relax for another 30,000 years.
And Xuan Hui, he should feel more comfortable no longer having to carry Adou, who is unable to support her.
Thinking about it this way, it seems that she is not needed and has even dragged down many people.
It feels particularly bad to lose consciousness and only have the brain still moving. Liangyue seems to be able to feel that some folds in her brain have stopped working. It is also a torturous thing to welcome death in this way.
The white-faced man greedily wanted to take away all of Liang Yue's spiritual power. His blue pupils became darker in color. As he absorbed more and more spiritual power, his body seemed to have bubbles between his skin. The lower part is beating and traveling all over the body.
"Such pure spiritual power, I have become stronger! With this indestructible body, Beidi, Daling...all the people on this continent must surrender to me! Hahaha...poof!"
This was probably the result of extreme joy leading to sorrow. A mouthful of blood spurted out from the white-faced man's mouth, and blood spots splashed on the ice cubes that were freezing Liang Yue.
The white-faced man's eyes widened and he vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
"Kaka! Why are you like this?"
The white-faced man let go of Liang Yue, and the spiritual energy he had absorbed was flowing freely in his body, hitting his internal organs, as if his chest was being burned by a raging fire.
"How can a monster like you get the spiritual power of the Demon Lord?"
The white-faced man turned around and saw Jun Chi, who was dressed in purple. His face was hidden under a mask and his expression could not be seen clearly, but his sword was already heading straight towards the white-faced man. Just when the white-faced man turned around, Put the white-faced man through the candied haws.
The white-faced man gushed out a lot of blood. He knelt down and pointed at Jun Chi: "You dare to betray me?!"
Jun Chi withdrew his sword, and the white-faced man's body was shaken.
"What's the use of keeping a puppet that's hard to control? You Beidi also have underage princes. No one is more suitable to be an emperor than you, a fool who secretly practices forbidden arts!"
The white-faced man covered his pierced heart. The ice on his body was melting into water little by little, and the skin on his face, which was pale and pale just now, fell off in large pieces, revealing the scarlet inside, and the bubbles one by one. It quickly ran along his limbs from his legs to the top of his head.
These bubbles emitted golden light and exploded one after another on the white-faced man's face.
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of the explosion shook the sky, and the light illuminated half of the sky, like a dazzling fireworks, and this white-faced man was the human-shaped kaleidoscope.
After all the bubbles exploded, only a pool of black and red blood was left, and a fist-sized ice cube soaked in the blood.
The ice on Liang Yue and Heiying immediately broke into countless ice crystals. They all lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
Jun Chi flew over and caught Liang Yue, letting the black shadow fall to the sky above the barrier below.
"Little Demon Lord, you are not big, but you are quite heavy!"
Jun Chi leaned Liang Yue's head on his shoulder, and put Liang Yuefei's arm around his neck.
"Hold on! Why do you hug others so tightly?"
Jun Chi held the baby with one hand, spread his fingers with the other, grabbed the ice cube from the God Realm, and threw it into his sleeve.
"It turns out that this thing can be cured by you, so I have to keep it well. It will be of great use in the future."
Jun Chi raised his thumb and middle finger and flicked Liang Yue's forehead.
"On the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion day, why don't you and I go back to the Purple Smoke Palace? There are several wonderful surprises there. You will definitely be amazed!"
But Liang Yue had already fainted, so how could she hear what Jun Chi was saying?
"Let's go!"
As soon as Jun Chi raised his feet, he saw two shadows, one black and one green, falling down.
"Put him down!"
"Yo!"
Not only did Jun Chi not let go, he also deliberately tilted his head and pressed his cheek against Liang Yue's forehead.
"Gu Huaijiu, why are you so late today? You're too late! It's all over! You can go!"
The Mad King's sword was unsheathed and pointed at Jun Chi's eyebrows.
"Put! Down! Her!"
The Mad King bites every word very clearly, as if he wants to break his teeth.
Jun Chi ignored the Crazy King. He glanced at the man behind the Crazy King who was holding a wine gourd and watching the show, and said with a smile: "The beautiful master is finally willing to show up?"
