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The ice field is huge, and there are rolling glaciers everywhere. However, the strange thing is that the color of the glaciers is like blood, so that the world seems to be shrouded in endless blood. The only thing that remains unchanged is the starry man , last forever. ()レ.773buy.?レ

Yuan Futu sneered, kicked away a piece of ice raised in front of his eyes vigorously, and said angrily: "20 years, 20 years, but now I still have to walk out of this damned ice field, I don't know how long it will be!"

The God of Death said in a deep voice, "But the outside world has only passed a month."

"Now I understand why I was so lost when I saw Sect Master Qin. It turned out that a hundred years was so unbearable. I was silent in loneliness all day long. What I saw in my eyes was nothing but whiteness. That old monk of the Six Paths is really a big abnormal!"

The God of Death was silent for a moment, and said: "Going forward from here, you should reach the Bone Barren Mountain in a short time, where there will be many intermediate gods and demons, which are condensed from more pure chaotic substances, and they are not so easy to deal with. of."

From that piece of silver sand to the blood-colored ice field, all encountered are relatively low-level gods and demons. Fighting together by two people is not enough to pose a threat, especially after Yuan Futu's strength has been promoted, it can be quickly defeated. 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, now we have to speed up, otherwise I don't know how long it will take to find the damn Chaos Clock itself." After speaking, he stepped forward and walked forward .

boom!

There was a sudden loud noise, and the ice layer in front of him bulged, and there seemed to be a huge force hitting upwards from below.

"What the hell?!" Yuan Futu exclaimed and retreated a few feet.

I saw that the raised ice layer was about the size of a hut, and strands of chaotic matter continuously emerged from the cracked cracks, like thick gray smoke, sinking continuously along the surface of the ice layer.

Heavenly Sin Death God gently raised the black sickle and said, "Be careful, it's an intermediate god and demon, and it's a very powerful intermediate god and demon!"

The raised ice layer was trembling, as if it couldn't contain the rising force, it burst open with a bang, and a large amount of chaotic matter emerged from it.

Big and small blood-colored ice cubes were scattered around, Yuan Futu focused his gaze, and saw a tall and thin figure from the constantly emerging chaos.

It seemed to be a person, wrapped in black clothes, and his face was hidden under a white mask, holding a gray spear condensed from chaos in his hand.

"Primeval gods and demons, the masked king." The God of Death said in a deep voice, "If it is the real body of the masked king in the ancient times, it would be difficult even for me to compete with it. body."

"Is it great?"

"It's quite powerful!" The God of Death said truthfully: "Facing the mid-level gods and demons, if we fight on our own, we will definitely end up defeated. We need to use precise cooperation to destroy it."

"En." Yuan Futu nodded.

The cold wind was blowing the black long gown of the Masked King, and what kind of face was hidden under the mask, but there were bursts of chattering sneers at this moment.

At this time, weeping blood and flying frost fell on the cloudless sky, and the chill was heavy, but the masked king had already raised the spear that was condensed with chaos, and the supreme power erupted from his body.

Whoosh!

Yuan Futu wanted to strike first, so he used the Jiying Sword, and saw that the qi and blood flying in front of him stopped suddenly, and then spread out to the surroundings, forming a hollow passage, and the end of the passage was the masked king's body. chest.

The masked king's smile was slightly suppressed, he held the middle end of the spear with one hand, and then spun it, and 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 touched an indestructible mountain, he couldn't move forward even half an inch, and the power of Jiying sword was completely broken.

The masked king raised his left hand, and inside the black long sleeve was a horrible pale palm, almost like a white bone.

Suddenly, a mass of chaotic matter with extremely high density burst from his hands, Yuan Futu could only feel that kind of thick force penetrating through his body, at the same time, the formation in the burial robe also shot out in an instant, which could withstand the attack. There was a lot of strength, but he still retreated more than ten feet.

Yuan Futu felt his chest almost collapsed, raised his head, but his eyes fell behind the Masked King.

The black sickle of the God of Death had already been raised above his head, and the skull was cut off with extreme indifference without any emotional change.

The masked king's figure suddenly became blurred by a thousandth of an inch, and when it became clear again, the long spear had been blocked by the blade of the black scythe, 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 at most avoid it, but he didn't expect to be able to use his body skills to block him.

This made the god of death also feel a little suspicious.

Snapped!

The masked king raised his hand and grabbed the Tiansin Death God's breastbone fiercely, as if he could be crushed with a little force.

The God of Death did not struggle, but said plainly: "I am the law of heaven and earth, and I am also a body of chaos, so I will not be destroyed..."

Before he could finish speaking, the long spear had already pierced through its brain, making a puffing sound.

"Oops!" Yuan Futu turned pale with shock after seeing this.

The God of Death still didn't struggle, but suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed the gray spear. The strength of his hand bones was so strong that countless thin cracks stretched out along the tightly gripped place, which did not fade for a long time. Strands of chaotic air flow escaped from it.

There were countless crackling sounds, and the masked king's clothes fluttering in the wind suddenly clung to his body strangely, looking like a black stake, and the mask seemed to be twisting as hard as possible, as if there were endless Pressure poured into it.

Yuan Futu's five outstretched fingers were gripping back as hard as they could, each finger seemed to hang a mountain, which was unusually heavy, and at the same time, the terrifying pressure he created was constantly rising.

These pressures are not invisible, but glow with a faint blue light, which is the characteristic of the true essence of the water system.

"Water bound funeral!"

Yuan Futu perfectly displayed the water system tricks he had learned when he entered the secret realm of the seabed, intending to use this terrifying water pressure to directly crush the masked king.

boom!

A corner of that mask shattered, but the king was completely angry.