The ice sheet is huge, with rolling glaciers everywhere. However, the strange thing is that the color of the glaciers is like blood, so that the whole world seems to be shrouded in endless blood. The only thing that remains unchanged is the starry sky.
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Yuan Futu sneered, kicked away a bulging ice stone in front of his eyes, and said angrily: "Twenty years, a full twenty years, but now we can still get out of this damn ice field, I really don't know how long it will take!
"
The God of Sin and Death said in a deep voice: "But only one month has passed in the outside world."
"I now somewhat understand why I was so devastated when I first met Sect Master Qin. It turns out that hundreds of years are so unbearable. I have been in loneliness all day long. All I can see is a traceless white. That old monk of Six Paths is really a big man.
abnormal!"
The God of Sin and Death was silent for a moment and said: "If you go further from here, you should arrive at the White Bone Barren Mountain soon. There will be many intermediate gods and demons there, which are condensed from purer chaotic substances. They are not so easy to deal with.
of."
From the silver sand to the bloody ice field, all they encountered were relatively low-level gods and demons. The two of them working together to fight against them were not enough to pose a threat, especially after Yuan Futu's strength was improved, he could quickly defeat them.
Get rid of the gods and demons blocking the way.
Yuan Futu picked up the Tianque Sword and said, "Kill as many as there are. We have to speed up our pace now, otherwise we don't know how long it will take to find the damn Chaos Clock itself." As he said that, he stepped forward and walked forward.
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Bang!
There was a sudden loud noise, and the ice in front of me bulged, and there seemed to be a huge force pushing upwards from underneath.
"What the hell?!" Yuan Futu exclaimed and retreated several feet.
The bulging ice layer was about the size of a hut, and wisps of chaotic material kept coming out of the cracks, like thick gray smoke, sinking along the surface of the ice layer.
The God of Sin and Death gently raised his black scythe and said, "Be careful, it's an intermediate god and demon, and a very powerful intermediate god and demon!"
The bulging ice layer was trembling, and seemed unable to contain the rising force. It burst open, and a large amount of chaotic matter came out of it.
Large and small blood-colored ice cubes were scattered around. Yuan Futu focused his eyes and saw a tall and thin shadow in the chaos that was constantly emerging.
It seemed to be a person, wrapped in black clothes, with his face hidden under a white mask, and holding a gray spear condensed from chaos in his hand.
"The ancient gods and demons, the Masked King." The God of Death said in a deep voice: "If it were the true form of the Masked King from the ancient times, even I would have a hard time contending with it. I didn't expect that it would be condensed into the Chaos Realm in the Yuanshi Xuan Realm.
body."
"Is it great?"
"It's quite powerful!" The God of Sin and Death said truthfully: "Facing the intermediate gods and demons, if we fight independently, we will definitely be defeated. We need to use precise cooperation to destroy it."
"Yes." Yuan Futu nodded.
The cold wind was blowing, and the masked king's black gown was blowing. It was unknown what kind of face was hidden under the mask, but he was just letting out waves of chattering sneers at this moment.
At this time, blood and frost were falling from the cloudless sky, and the chill was freezing, but the Masked King had already raised the spear condensed with chaos, and supreme power burst out from his body.
Whoosh!
Yuan Futu wanted to strike first, so he used the Jiying Sword. He saw the Qi and Blood Feishuang in front of him pause for a moment, and then spread out to all directions, forming a hollow passage, and at the end of the passage was the Masked King's
chest.
The Masked King's smile faded slightly, he held the middle end of the spear with one hand, and then rotated it. The thin chaotic air flow circulated inside, forming a barrier.
And when Yuan Futu's sword touched the barrier, his whole body trembled suddenly, as if he had hit an indestructible mountain. He was unable to move forward half an inch, and the power of Jiying Sword was completely destroyed.
The Masked King raised his left hand, and inside his long black sleeve was a terrifying pale palm, almost like a bone.
Suddenly, a ball of extremely dense chaotic material burst from his hand. Yuan Futu felt that strong power penetrated his body. At the same time, the formation in the God Burial Cloak also fired instantly, which could withstand this attack.
Although there was a lot of strength, it still retreated more than ten feet.
Yuan Futu felt that his chest was almost collapsed. He raised his head, but his eyes fell behind the Masked King.
The black scythe of the God of Sin and Death had been raised above his head, and there was no emotional change on the skull as he chopped it off with extreme indifference.
The figure of the Masked King suddenly blurred by a thousandth of a breath. When it became clear again, the spear had been blocked by the blade of the black scythe, and it was as stable as a mountain, but the blood-colored ice cubes under his feet were constantly cracking.
"So fast!" Yuan Futu's pupils widened. He thought that the Masked King would avoid it at most, but he didn't expect that he could use his body skills to block it.
This made the God of Sin and Death feel a little surprised.
Snap!
The Masked King raised his hand and grabbed the God of Sin and Death on his sternum, as if he could crush it with just a little force.
The God of Sin and Death did not struggle, but said calmly: "I am the law of heaven and earth, and I am also a body of chaos. I will not be destroyed..."
Before he finished speaking, the spear had penetrated its head, making a popping sound.
"Oops!" Yuan Futu was shocked when he saw this.
The God of Sin and Death still did not struggle, but suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed the gray spear. The strength of the hand bones was so great that countless thin cracks stretched out along the tight grip, and the cracks did not fade for a long time.
Wisps of chaotic air flow escaped from it.
There were countless tiny crackling sounds, and the clothes of the Masked King that fluttered in the wind suddenly clung strangely to his body, looking like a black wooden stake, and the mask seemed to be twisting as hard as possible, as if there were endless
Pressure poured into it.
Yuan Futu's open five fingers were trying their best to hold back. Each finger seemed to be hanging a mountain, unusually heavy. At the same time, the terrifying pressure he created was also rising.
These pressures are not invisible, but glow with a faint blue light, but they are the characteristics of the water element.
"Waterbound funeral!"
Yuan Futu perfectly displayed the water-based tricks he learned when entering the secret realm under the sea, intending to use this terrifying water pressure to directly crush the Masked King.
Bang!
One corner of the mask shattered, and the king was completely angry.