With his hands behind his back, Murong Xumu looked around at the snow grass and ice trees that shone dazzlingly under the sun.
"If those vulgar fans saw this scene, they would probably faint while shouting that Mr. Murong is so handsome. It would be a pity."
He sighed slightly in his heart, and then looked at Wang Chen with a pair of dark blue eyes.
It was as if he wanted to see through him from the inside out.
It was this look that made Wang Chen feel a little hairy.
The ancestral energy was resisting the bone-cutting ice. Although the ice lotus released at will by the opponent was an indiscriminate attack, it was not obviously aimed at him.
This attack method is obviously not the most efficient, indicating that the opponent may be good at crushing, but not good at fighting.
At least I have the awareness to try my best even if I don’t have a lion fighting a rabbit.
Even so, the ice lotus that attacks indiscriminately over a wide range contains terrifying ice energy, just like a tarsal maggot.
He was just contaminated by a snowflake, and the cold ice energy crawled all over his body.
At the beginning, Wang Chen didn't know what kind of realm this was, but after just killing the monsters one after another, he realized how to use his true power.
He knew that this was Zhenli's powerful control over every snowflake.
This is a level that is simply beyond the reach of a beginner like me who can barely grasp the true meaning of controlling flying swords.
Even if the person in front of me has flaws, it is impossible for me to catch his flaws in the face of absolutely powerful strength.
Only with the help of external forces.
The ancestral energy was still flowing, silently isolating Wang Chen's frozen position, making him appear to be able to break through the ice at any time even though his movements were restricted.
For some reason, Wang Chen always felt that this handsome, nearly demonic guy had some reservations about him. Otherwise, with his perfect control over the ice, he would have turned into an ice sculpture without any life at this moment.
Just like a monster in this jungle that suddenly suffered an unreasonable disaster.
Zhenli slowly communicated with the Qinggang Sword on the ground. He carefully established a connection with the Qinggang Sword so that he could launch a surprise attack at any time without being noticed by the opponent in advance because his movements were too obvious.
Facing the powerful opponent in front of him, he didn't have no chance at all.
For example, that straw contains hope of life.
With his peripheral vision, he looked calmly at the entangled tree root not far away that had been frozen into a crystal root sculpture. The small bulge beneath it had been sealed by ice.
That's where the datura root is.
Fighting requires the right time, place, and people, and at this moment, my chance lies in clearly knowing the details of the mandala root.
"If this handsome guy in front of me is stupid enough to pull up the mandala root..."
Based on my understanding of chance instructions, if the words "either death or madness" appear in the handwriting, it must indicate the danger of this insidious half-demon...
"Fuck!" Wang Chen was looking for an opportunity to burst out, even preparing to hint at the existence of the mandala root, but was slightly startled.
In his sight, the slightly bulging ice cube suddenly withered away silently.
It was as if he sensed that the gap between him and the enemy in front of him was too big.
The datura root actually ran away...
"Run away..." Wang Chen suddenly felt a tragic feeling like that of King Chu Bawang.
At this time, Murong Xumu had already looked over.
Just like Xiang Qingliu has always been very confident in his own intuition, Wang Chen can also read a lot of things in the other person's eyes.
However, when his eyes met with Murong Xumu's, he found that his eyes seemed to be frozen and unfathomable, unable to analyze anything of value.
"As expected of a good ice player, it's really deep..."
"Are you trying to extract my Dao Fruit?"
"Or is it for revenge that is billions of times the humiliation Shui Yunyao suffered, or is it for that golden figure?"
Wang Chen couldn't help but speculate, but in any case he was not prepared to sit still and wait for death.
As Murong Xumu got closer step by step, the air seemed to become colder.
The coldness made his thinking clearer, but Wang Chen had simulated it countless times and still felt that other than flying a moth into the flame and dying with dignity, he had no chance of survival.
Dead end.
I used to think that the life of a hunter licking blood with his knife was dangerous enough, but now I know that the most dangerous thing in the world is human beings.
He no longer looked at Murong Xumu, but looked at the silver-clad people around him, even though that face was so handsome that it was almost demonic.
"While raising your hand, practicing in the ice and snow is really a fascinating thing."
Wang Chen suddenly felt a little reluctant to let go.
"Can't bear to leave this world that follows the law of the jungle?"
He thought his idea was a bit funny.
A trace of gray ancestral energy floated in the air like a silk ribbon, quietly awakening the dagger under the frost.
Then what?
"Using the strongest spell I currently have, the Ice Soul Sword, and the other party happens to be an expert in ice spells. How can I just make him laugh to death?"
Thoughts were still jumping, and before the green light turned on, Murong Xumu's cold voice had already sounded.
"Shui Yunyao, why are you doing that with me?"
"Could it have something to do with your nickname?"
"My nickname?" Wang Chen was stunned. "Which one is Shui Yunyao or me?" The strange question made him feel that his chilling state had been broken.
"Is it really okay to ask such gossipy questions in such a noble tone?"
Then his eyes turned red.
Because he immediately understood that because he beat Bai Qinglin and slapped Shui Yunyao more than ten times, if the former could shock the entire Qinghu Bay, then the latter might have become famous in the cultivation world.
In this way, there is no doubt that he will be found out about the unclear Jiangnan Gang identity.
That's all, but that nickname was an eternal pain in my heart. I just tolerated being raped because God knew that no one knew.
Now it has become my own label!
Do you want to see people again in the future?
Wang Chen's heart felt like a knife piercing his heart, and he wanted to kill the fish and break the net.
"Chirp". A strange sound sounded.
His true power surged, then fell silent. Suddenly, a lump of earth slowly bulged out about five or six steps between him and Murong Xumu. Something shook slightly and slowly poked its head out. Suddenly, there was a burst of rich spiritual energy.
spread out.
Wang Chen and Murong Xumu were both stunned. They saw that the thing had red flowers and green leaves, as crystal clear as jade, and circles of spiritual patterns on it slowly flowed, emitting a magical light.
"stupid!"
Wang Chen cursed in his heart, why didn't he recognize this thing? It was a mandala root that he wanted to trick others into pulling up. At this moment, although it looked very similar to the nine-marked divine object, it was obviously very simple in intelligence.
"Could this deception be any simpler and more obvious?"
It was obvious that the mandrake root had been pretending to be in the distance for a long time, but it did not get the attention it deserved. It couldn't help but run up to the two of them and shake its head.
"Do you really think that the cold-blooded guy in front of you who can't see through his heart is a fool?"
Wang Chen cursed in his heart, but he saw a slight flash of natural relief in Murong Xumu's deep blue eyes like a calm lake. He raised his white hand, and the mandala root was caught in his hand by his true power.
Wang Chen's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.
"You idiot?"
The ancestral energy circulated instantly, sealing Wang Chen's ears layer by layer.
Xiao Yao flew over and stretched out his two small hands to cover Wang Chen's ears.
Almost the moment it left the soil, the crystal-clear divine object turned into a jet-black tuber with a screaming face. There were roots on both sides and under the body that looked like human beings.