Gourd of Douluo.

Chapter 663: High-end business wars are often plain and simple (V)

Castle basement, 2nd floor.

Swish swish! ! !
Countless icicles broke out of the ground, and in just a blink of an eye, the empty space was filled with dense icicles.

The traps set up around were destroyed in the blink of an eye.

Hot blood flowed out from the gaps between the icicles, but before it dripped onto the ground, it had already solidified into blood-colored ice crystals.

But the next second, a dragon-like roar sounded from the center of the icicle, and the powerful soul power shattered all the icicles within a radius of ten meters into powder.

The powerful soul power even shook the entire underground space and even the castle.

Amidst the icy mist, a three-meter-tall dragon-headed figure was looming. The clanging sound of hard objects rubbing against each other was endless. He was surrounded by yellow, purple, and black.

"The Iron Armor Tyrannosaurus Spirit is indeed very resistant to attacks, but..."

On the top of the iceberg formed by intersecting ice crystals, there stood a woman who was nearly 2 meters tall, wearing beige casual clothes, with wheat-colored skin and muscular body, which made the loose clothes stretched tight...?
Although not obvious, there are indeed some bulges on his chest that do not look like pectoral muscles. Although his face has strong muscle lines, his overall facial features are feminine, and his hair is long and reaches his shoulders.

Completely inconsistent with her appearance, her voice was actually a sweet and charming girlish voice. This contrast, which was completely inconsistent with her appearance, made the few people who survived from the icicle feel indescribable awkwardness.

"How long can a body of steel last in this extreme cold?" Nitia pointed the scepter in her hand at the people below and said condescendingly.

“Bah, a mere Soul Emperor. Even if you have a hundred thousand year soul ring, what can it do? I will tear you into pieces!” The thick dragon tail swept away the ice mist, and the red dragon pupils did not conceal the cruelty that was almost overflowing.

"Oh, a bunch of rubbish."

The flawless crown emerged from the void, and the moment Nitia put it on, everyone was in a trance.

This was an enclosed space with a height of no more than a dozen meters, but everyone seemed to see a rising bright moon. No, that was not the real moon, but an illusory shadow created by the spirit skill.

Just as they were shocked by the invisible spiritual power, a gust of wind suddenly blew around them, and the shattered ice crystals flew into the air with the wind. The space above was distorted, and then a dense mass of ice cones appeared out of thin air amid the cold air.
Nitia lightly waved her scepter, and the countless ice cones above her head suddenly trembled violently. With a whoosh, they shot out violently in an overwhelming manner. The dense range directly covered all the surrounding space.

Just as the group of people recovered from the shock, they were faced with this dense swarm of ice cones.

"Damn it, damn it! The Earl didn't say before that we were going to deal with this kind of monster. We have to pay more!"

Amidst a noisy scolding, a thick energy ray swept across, cutting anyone who failed to dodge in time in half. The ray not only melted most of the ice cones, but also burned a gully several dozen meters long in the wall.

The rest of the ice cones were all shot onto the surrounding ground and walls. Thick layers of ice crystals suddenly spread out with a crackling sound. Under such cold air, the surrounding temperature dropped a lot again.

"'Tyrannosaurus' Hu Lai, what the hell are you doing?!" the person who had escaped by chance cursed loudly.

Although we are bounty hunters and mercenaries, we also have principles. Backstabbing teammates for profit is something we should do after the mission is over. He betrayed us so early. Could he be a spy planted by the other side?

But his accusations were met with a blow like a battering ram.

Under the surge of such tremendous power, countless cracks spread across the ground, and finally it exploded with a bang. An astonishing air wave suddenly swept out in a circular shape to the surroundings, and the icicles and newly risen crystals all fell down like wheat.

"It's so annoying. A noisy bug has no right to stand next to me!"

A vigorous voice came from under the fist: "This guy is crazy, someone come and help control this mad dog."

The team, which was already incompatible, suddenly split into three groups. The conservatives wanted to settle internal conflicts first, the radicals wanted to deal with the enemies first, and the neutrals just wanted to watch the show.

Nitia looked at the chaotic farce below with a cold look in her eyes: "After being suppressed by my mental power, the consciousness was affected by the violence left in the spirit ring. How pitiful."

The blood-colored soul ring emitted an unsettling fluorescence, and even the shadow of the full moon in the sky seemed to be stained with a layer of blood.

When she was about to use her sixth soul skill to get rid of them all at once, the shadow behind her suddenly became agitated like boiling water.

A figure suddenly jumped out from the shadows, and his body swayed slightly, and three blurry shadows split from him, surrounding Nitia in the center.

Countless black air currents floated out from the shadows beneath his feet, condensing on the 'edge' of his hand knife, coating it with a layer of sharp black film.

The third, fourth, and sixth soul rings surrounding his body flashed a fluorescence that even shadows could not cover.

The sixth soul skill, Shadow Escape.

The fourth soul skill, shadow clone.

The third soul skill, Shadow Slash.

Combination soul skill: Dark Prison Shadow Killing Array.

The terrifying sword light turned into a series of afterimages, covering Nitia's surroundings. A low sonic boom was formed under this fierce sword light, and the thick cold air around it directly turned into bursts of light white mist rising up.

Nitia's 'delicate body' was constantly swaying left and right like a small boat in the storm, and every time she dodged it was extremely dangerous. If she made the slightest mistake, she would be dismembered by the knife and turned into pieces of flesh and blood.

But a slight mistake can lead to a huge loss. The tide-like attack seemed dangerous, but it didn't even touch the corner of Nitia's clothes. The shadow man became more and more frightened. He had tried his best, and even used a killing move at the first attack, but the opponent could even dodge it with ease.

Even if he tried his best, he couldn't touch the other person's body. The invisible pressure made him feel indescribable despair. The distance of a few centimeters made him feel that he would never be able to reach her in his entire life.

The Shadow Man's inner imbalance was sensed by Nitia, and the mental power strengthened by the attached soul bone exploded into an unspeakable terrifying pressure, as if the entire space had turned into a cage, and the heaven and earth had turned into a shackle, directly suppressing him.

There was a sudden flaw in the continuous offensive, and the slashing hand paused for a moment, and it was this very brief opportunity that was seized by Nitia.

The fierce palm wind with icy energy pierced through the heavy sword afterimages. The shadow man was caught off guard and was hit hard by the palm. A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person was directly blown away.

Nitia's face was cold. When the bright red blood reached her, a chill froze it completely.
"In front of me, all your moves are like dreams and bubbles that will burst at the slightest touch." Nitia's lips curled up slightly, the chill in her smile was particularly strong, and she gently clenched her palms.

The shadow man who was still flying backwards in the air had not yet landed when an extremely violent icy dark force suddenly burst out from his body. The soul power in his body had almost no resistance at all. With the sound of puffing, more than a dozen blood-red ice spikes pierced out of his body.

The life is gone before the person even lands on the ground.

Nitia was quite satisfied with the effect of this move. She blew a breath into her flawless white palm and said, "Let's name this palm technique, which was performed with a flash of inspiration, the Mysterious Ice Palm. The little lunatic kept saying, 'A control-type soul master who can't fight in close combat is not a good combat soul master.' Now that I have mastered the dark energy and created my own soul technique, there should be no reason for him to drag me to spar with him in the consciousness space from morning till night."

"But speaking of that little lunatic, I wonder where he was teleported to. I hope he wasn't thrown dozens of kilometers away. With such a large group of people, I can't bring them back to the territory silently."

If the deceased Third Lake had heard Nitia's thoughts, he would have been so depressed that he would have vomited blood. If he had the ability to compromise with the Spirit Hall, he would have directly killed his way to the Pope's Palace and become the Pope. How could he have been taken advantage of for free and then killed like a chicken?

Without anyone to interfere, Nitia's sixth soul skill was finally used smoothly.

That was the only offensive soul skill given by Zhongming Black Turtle, Black Turtle Devouring the Moon.

The air was filled with chilly air, and the surrounding space instantly solidified. Then, with a crackling sound, it condensed into thick pieces of solid ice. In the blink of an eye, the underground space was transformed into a completely sealed giant freezer, and the seven Soul Kings, two Soul Emperors, and one Soul Saint were all sealed inside.

The moment the ice wall was erected, the trapped people realized something was wrong. The strong threat to their lives prompted the divided small groups to temporarily cooperate. Unfortunately, they reacted too slowly. When the coffins closed, the Grim Reaper's scythe was already on their necks.

The huge black tortoise phantom enveloped everything around it, and they were the food in its stomach.

The ice wall continuously emitted icy air that eroded their soul power, and the low temperature environment devoured their body temperature. As the temperature around them became lower and lower, Hu Lai, the strongest 'Tyrannosaurus' among the crowd, finally regained his IQ. His eyes were no longer filled with brutality, but rational clarity.

The fourth soul ring flickered again, and dragon breath filled with destructive aura gathered in the ferocious big mouth. This time the target was no longer teammates. The dragon breath of destruction gushed out under the expectant gaze of everyone.

Wherever the dragon's breath passed, all icy creatures were decomposed into the most primitive ice element.

The mighty dragon breath continued to bombard the ice wall with unabated force. The sealed huge ice wall made a cracking sound as it could not bear the weight. Then cracks quickly spread out, and finally it exploded with a bang.

"Great!" Everyone cheered in surprise.

But the cheers soon disappeared, because after the ice fog dissipated, there was still a thick ice wall standing in front of everyone.

"Come on, if we break this wall again we can get out."

Everyone encouraged each other, and powerful spirit skills were continuously released from their hands. With the help of 'Tyrannosaurus' Hu Lai, breaking the second ice wall was not much slower than the first one. However, after the ice wall shattered, there was still an ice wall blocking them.

The third blockage, the fourth blockage.
They had forgotten how many walls they had broken down. When their tired bodies and minds and exhausted spiritual power reminded them that it was time to take a break, they discovered something abnormal in each other.

Waves of white cold air gushed out from their bodies, and among these white cold air, those with the weakest Soul Kings were the most obvious.

The white cold air continued to merge into the surrounding ice walls. It seemed that they were advancing, but in fact they were standing still.

A trace of despair began to spread among the crowd, but they no longer had the strength to fight again. The cold took away their last bit of body temperature, and ice and snow covered their stiff corpses.

As the last ray of life faded from the body of 'Tyrannosaurus' Hu Lai, the hundred thousand year soul skill that no longer had soul power and vitality to devour was automatically lifted.

The shadow of the black tortoise dissipated, the blood moon disappeared, and the surrounding ice wall, which was as solid as ten thousand years of ice, no longer had the ability to devour and reorganize, but it truly became the graveyard of soul masters.

Feeling the huge amount of soul power that suddenly appeared in her body, Nitia frowned.

For soul masters who are born with insufficient soul power and poor bones, the soul skill that can devour the soul power of others to enhance their own soul power is simply a god-level soul skill.

But for a monster like Nitia who has the maximum innate soul power and has Wang Xiaofeng to help her, this soul skill is rather useless.

Although this soul power allowed her level to rise to the peak of level 62, which was only a thin layer of paper window away from level 63, the soul power she swallowed was too superficial. She needed to spend more time than usual to refine and transform this soul power into her own soul power. It was far less easy than taking Yueliujiang and practicing automatically.

"This crappy soul skill, when I go back, the little lunatic will nag at me again, and I will probably be dragged into the small dark room to train soul skills day and night again."

When she thought that the leisurely vacation was about to pass, and that exhausting training and practice would accompany her every day in the future, until she completely mastered her soul skills and could control her devouring ability freely, Nitia felt filled with dissatisfaction. Unfortunately, there was nothing around her to vent her anger, and she could only vent her anger on the locked door.

Bang, bang, bang! ! !
The door made of fine iron was kicked open by Nitia with three kicks.

The fine iron gate was indeed heavy and sturdy, but the wall to which the door lock was connected was obviously not as strong as the gate.

With Nitia's departure, the space suddenly became quiet, with only the bodies buried by the snow and the blood-red ice crystals that were difficult to melt, silently telling of the tragic battle that had broken out here before.
I read a new book these two days, the elf fanfiction "Don't Fall in Love with Trainers", the first 50 chapters are very good, if you can keep up this quality, it will probably become the second Qingquan