The opponent's attack contains very terrifying ice properties, which can freeze a person's divine power.
If, under such circumstances, it was beaten to pieces, it would probably be very difficult to reassemble the physical body.
On the other side, the aura of the Ice Sky Dragon is still strong. It is the innate and immortal Holy Spirit contained in the divine veins. Within the divine veins, it stands at its peak state everywhere because the power of the endless black ice is constantly gathering into its body.
And go.
In almost a breath, it recovered, its huge body crushed through the void, and flew towards Wang Teng and Wu Qingcheng.
There was still an inhuman indifference in his eyes, like an evil beast about to enjoy its delicious meal!
Wu Qingcheng's heart suddenly tightened, and she was a little anxious. This Ice Dragon was so terrifying that even Wang Teng was not a match. Wasn't the only thing waiting for them now was death?
However, this fear dissipated only for a short moment, and she began to hug Wang Teng, her expression calming down a bit.
Suffering the pain of the strong wind gnawing at her every day at Siguo Cliff had long since tempered her character to a level unimaginable to ordinary people.
She had never expected that Wang Teng would come to save her, and was even prepared to die.
Wang Teng's arrival this time was an unexpected surprise, but within this underground divine vein, it was obvious that he could not escape the fate of death.
What about death?
She had already made this plan.
Now that she can die with Wang Teng, isn't it already much better than the fate she should have suffered?
She is very contented now, feels extremely peaceful, and has no fear of death.
Of course, this is just her idea. In fact, Wang Teng is naturally willing to die. She still has too many things to complete.
Minqing will marry into the Donghuang family in a year, and he cannot die here.
At this moment, staring at the huge ice dragon that was approaching like a god of death, Wang Teng's eyes flashed crazily as he thought about how to deal with it.
The ice aura of this ice dragon left him with no way out. If he wanted to get out of the predicament, he could only communicate with the mysterious skull in his little world.
It's a pity that since Shi Pan entered the Gate of Reincarnation and joined with the bone, he seems to have fallen into some kind of deep "sleep", dormant in his little world. There has been no movement at all recently.
He tried to communicate, and it was just as he expected. The huge skull was motionless, lying quietly in the chaotic zone of the small world, like a dead thing, without giving him any reaction at all.
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Realizing this, Wang Teng couldn't help but sigh. He couldn't even use Shi Pan, his life-saving trump card. What other means did he have to deal with Bing Tianlong now?
The answer seems to be – no!
Is he really going to fall here today?
"Who is making noise here?" Just when Wang Teng was a little desperate, suddenly an extremely old woman's voice suddenly sounded, carrying a desolate and long-lasting smell, in the empty and vast cave,
Enduring.
Hearing this voice, Wang Teng was immediately startled. He ignored the predicament at hand and looked around.
Is there anyone else within this Ice Spirit Divine Vein?
Wu Qingcheng was also startled by the sudden sound. The Ice Spirit Divine Veins had always been her Huajian Holy Cult, a legendary underground treasure.
It is said that the elders in the sect have never found this place. There are other living beings within the Ice Spirit Divine Vein? And there is no record at all in the sect. This is so incredible. Who is this mysterious existence?
Wang Teng and Wu Qingcheng were both looking around, but the voices were too ethereal, and the cave underneath was too big to see the whole thing at a glance, so they couldn't see anything at all.
Roar!
When Bing Tianlong heard the old woman's voice, the fierce light in his eyes faded away, and he swung his tail, soared into the sky, and flew towards the northernmost wall of the cave!
The black ice on the wall is very thick, at least forty to fifty meters deep, like a huge jade block, very majestic.
Bing Tianlong's body slowly shrank, turning into a mini palm-sized one. It was flying slowly around a "protruding" place. It looked like it was seeing a relative, without any of the previous viciousness.
gas.
Wang Teng and Wu Qingcheng looked over, their pupils shrinking suddenly.
The originally protruding ice cube was in the shape of a human being. Through the solid ice layer, one could see an old woman with white hair inside. The old woman's hands and feet were bound by extremely thick iron chains.
Locked, like a "prisoner", sealed here.
Sure enough, there is someone, and she is a mysterious old woman who is locked up?
Both Wang and Teng were shocked by this scene.
Who is this old woman, and how come she is within the Ice Spirit Divine Vein?
"It's been thousands of years, and finally someone has found this ice spirit vein. It's God's will, God's will." The old woman's white hair was three thousand feet tall. Although her face was covered with wrinkles, her outline was still very beautiful. As you can imagine,
He must have been a very beautiful person when he was young.
She seemed to have just woken up from a deep sleep. She looked up, gained some insight and let out a sigh.
This sigh is full of desolation and misery, and even a bit of madness and irony.
Wang Teng and Wu Qingcheng were stunned and looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
I always feel like this old woman is scary.
"Two little kids, has the Huajian Holy Cult perished now?" Suddenly, the white-haired old woman's turbid eyes suddenly shot out, two extremely sharp eyes, as if they could penetrate through the ages, staring straight at them.
Looking at Wang Teng and Wu Qingcheng, he shouted coldly.
Judging from the hateful look on this white-haired old woman, she seemed to have some kind of sworn hatred for the Holy Cult of Flowers, and seemed to wish for its demise.
Wang Teng was stunned. Could it be that she had some connection with the Huajian Holy Cult?
"Senior Qi, our Holy Cult is still in the world and is still flourishing." Wu Qingcheng replied. Although the senior leaders of the Huajian Holy Cult deprived her of her status as a saint and even wanted to kill her to wash away the shame of the Holy Cult,
But after all, she grew up in the Holy Religion and has a sense of belonging to it that is as thick as water.
At this moment, she saw a mysterious person coming up and cursing the Huajian Holy Cult to disappear. Her tone was slightly heroic and she answered in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
"Little girl, are you a member of the Huajian Holy Cult?" the white-haired old woman asked with a cold look in her eyes.
Wang Teng found that as soon as the old man said these words, the entire space showed signs of freezing. He couldn't help but feel horrified. Every word and deed of the old man could influence the general trend of the world. His divine power was too profound.
And the other party is still tied up with iron chains.
It's hard to imagine how powerful this old woman must have been in her prime.
