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Chapter 122 – The Unknown Ghost Realm 4

Facing the battle soul that was about to catch up to him, residual blood was already burning with anger in his chest, and now the anger broke through some kind of restraint in its body, and it let out a long roar!

Even if he is a warrior, with his current Holy Destruction level strength, when he felt the power contained in the wolf roar of residual blood, he did not choose to resist! The dilation of his pupils at that moment was the same as the one in that moment.

The side shift is completed almost at the same moment.

"Roar!~~~~"

The roar of Residual Blood was extremely loud, and the roar contained a powerful foundation. The roar was different from Falling Clouds! That super strong sound wave vibrated, and even Luo Yannii in the distance could feel the eardrums.

Uncomfortable, not to mention Zhan Po who was right next to residual blood just now! If Zhan Po hadn't avoided the blow just now, he might have been seriously injured now!

"What a bastard!" Zhan Po said with a ferocious face, and the whole body began to be filled with black energy. The dark elements in his hands had condensed at an alarming speed. The remaining blood only felt that the anger in the body disappeared. As soon as he closed his eyes, it was like that

Lying down on the ground. Then, a beam of red light burst out from residual blood, taking residual blood's body to an unknown place...

There was a moment of doubt on Zhan Po's ferocious face, and the target disappeared, but he certainly didn't believe that his target died like that, and there was no sense of the wolf with long red hair and a shocking roar around him.

The slightest breath. Of course he didn't know that the residual blood had been recalled by Yi Ling.

"Zhan... Po!" Luo Yini's gloomy, cold voice suddenly sounded behind Zhan Po, inadvertently startling Zhan Po. Then, he was struck by Luo Yini with a staff from about two meters above the ground.

Beat it down.

"Snow Blade Kuanglan!"

Luo Yini folded her hands and closed her eyes lightly. The staff held in her right hand flashed with pure sky blue light. The next second, the temperature in the entire ghost realm dropped by as much as C. The temperature of the ghost realm was originally

It's not high, and everywhere is filled with darkness and dampness. Now the temperature has suddenly dropped by 5 degrees Celsius, making Zhan Po feel stiff all over.

The temperature drop doesn’t stop…

When the blue light released from the staff in Luo Yini's hand spread to a distance of enough meters, the blue light suddenly disappeared, followed by a large area in the ghost realm turned blue, and a piece of rain fell from the sky.

Pieces of crystal snowflakes - all the snowflakes are floating in the direction of Zhan Po.

The snowflakes don't fall very fast, but when the snowflakes are approaching, they are no longer just snowflakes, but - sharp knives that no one can avoid!

When Zhan Po reacted, he had discovered that this kind of attack was not something he could dodge at all!

The density of the snowflakes exceeded Zhan Po's expectations, and the duration exceeded his expectations. He kept beating and dodging among the snowflakes. However, the temperature continued to drop, and his limbs were gradually feeling

After reaching numbness... the beating frequency of the battle soul has begun to decrease, and Xuehua is also constantly attacking him.

In such an intensive attack, Zhan Po's whole body has been cut with thousands of holes by snowflakes, and every hole is flowing with the green blood belonging to Zhan Po...

Snowflake's attack is not as simple as just making him suffer the pain of his flesh. After each piece of snowflake cuts the battle soul's skin, it will penetrate into the wound, bringing its own icy temperature into the battle soul's body, causing it to

His limbs gradually lost consciousness.

Each cut is two centimeters deep. This pain is really not a big deal to Zhan Po, but the bone-chilling feeling is pain that no one is willing to bear, and Zhan Po is no exception.

. He began to stand still, condensing the power of darkness, and letting those dark powers form a barrier to resist those life-threatening snowflakes!

After the snowflakes formed the barrier formed by the power of darkness, they no longer attacked Zhan Po's body. However, according to Luo Yanni's estimation, the current temperature in the ghost domain does not exceed minus 40 degrees Celsius at most!

Zhan Po has been gritting his teeth. The only thing he can do to deal with this coldness is to endure it, to endure it!

The next moment, Zhan Po realized that he was wrong...

The falling snowflakes in the mid-air finally showed signs of slowing down, and Zhan Po felt a little relieved. However, Luo Yianni once again folded his hands on her chest and on the staff, and closed her eyes lightly.

This time, the Yiniao staff flashed with extremely pure red light!

The temperature was gradually rising, and before long, the temperature in the Ghost Realm had exceeded the highest temperature in the Ghost Realm since its existence!

Zhan Po's heart was already clenching, and there was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes. The barrier in front of him, which was sourced from dark elements, disappeared. He jumped high and stretched out his already unusually thick hands. Just as he was fisting

When I was about to touch Luo Yanni, Luo Yanni’s eyes

Suddenly opening her eyes, her eyeballs seemed to have been ignited by flames. Zhan Po's outstretched hands were burned by the flames that suddenly appeared in front of Luo Yaoni. He yelled and struck again - he had to interrupt her.

Magic chanting, unfortunately, it is already too late...

Luo Yianni waved her staff unhurriedly, and kept dodging the attacks from the warriors in the air. Every time she waved her staff, a long fire dragon would be released from the front of the staff. The fire dragon shot straight out,

It wrapped around Zhan Po's body at an extremely fast speed, burning every inch of his skin.

Having just experienced extreme coldness, and now experiencing extreme heat, this was something that no one could bear. The warrior stopped resisting in the fire dragon and began to absorb the power of the surrounding dark elements.

Of course Luo Yini will not let him succeed. To release magic, you need to sing, which is almost the same as in the world of "Destruction". Everyone born and raised in the Chinese mainland knows the rules. Of course, they also know that it is not difficult to interrupt a person's magic chanting.

A big shout, a small attack, is enough.


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