This group of cold-faced people is like humans in ancient times, they only have the advantage of their own body, and they have not yet developed intelligence, let alone understand the breath to improve their abilities. However, this alone has the advantage that can be difficult for humans to deal with.

Nearly 100 miles outside Fushun City, Yan waited for hundreds of people and faced thousands of cold-faced people. They marched against the army with their immortal flesh. Yan waited lightly for a sword qi and rushed into the crowd, splitting the cold-faced army in two. The cold-faced man who was hit by the sword qi in the middle was instantly beaten into sparse snowflakes. If they were human beings with physical bodies, it would have been a very bloody picture right now. But the human body does not grow back instantly, and even a wound will take several months to heal. However, those cold-faced people, after being beaten into snowflakes all over the ground, seemed to have an invisible hand reshaping them, making them stand up again from the snow.

The Three Musketeers of the Unsheathed Musketeers each used their minds to control their swords to shuttle through the cold-faced people's army, but in an instant, they cut off the heads of countless cold-faced people. The cold-faced people who had lost their heads were able to continue to move, grabbing a handful of snow on the snow with their own hands, taking local materials, and pinching their heads back again. This tenacious vitality may be the power that human beings dream of. But this description is incorrect, because these cold-faced people themselves do not know what the meaning of life is. If they can be reborn infinitely and do not know life and death, then they have no meaning in living. Perhaps the Frost Queen created them to raise a group of faithful believers, but they are just a bunch of thoughtless instrumental people. If one of them had acquired ideas, perhaps the situation would not have been the way it is.

Countless swords are freely used in the hands of the swordsman, and they use their residual heat to fight against those who have no temperature in the wind and snow. Maybe they alone can resist thousands of troops, but now, the people who are called the best in the cultivation world are at most slowing down the progress of the cold-faced people. The martial arts and cultivation of a body are useless at this time.

Flame may be the best way to contain the cold. Huang Qiying of the Golden Six Saints came out of the crowd protecting King Qi Jin Shijie and tried to deal with the cold-faced man. If his runes worked, he might be able to give the disappointed Jin Shijie a little confidence. Huang Qiying is a talisman master of the Yin-Yang faction, and he practices the soul spells of the Yin-Yang faction, but the elemental runes are the basis for practicing the talisman, and if you want to advance, this fire talisman is the simplest spell. He thought of the pattern of the fire talisman in his mind, sketched it out on the palm of his hand, and then poured qi into the palm of his hand, which was equivalent to a jet canister that could spew out huge flames. The strength of the flame depends on his own realm. Huang Qiying waited until the cold-faced man approached before activating the fire talisman. Huge flames erupted like a flood, drowning all the cold-faced people in a sea of flames. When the flames ended, Huang Qiying put down his hand and quietly watched the changes on the opposite side. Sure enough, the cold-noodle people made of snow became a dripping water. On the soft snow, it was suddenly wet.

Huang Qiying was very happy in his heart, and felt that his cultivation could come in handy at this time, indicating that his future was limitless. It's a pity that his self-righteousness is not recognized by others. The water that had been dripping in the snow soon froze, and the ice, like life, began to pile up again in human form. Originally made of snow, the cold-faced man is now an iceman made of ice. Huang Qiying was a little panicked, and raised his palm again to launch the fire talisman. Huge flames erupted again, but this time, after the flames were over, not a single cold-faced man on the other side fell.

The effect of the flames on the Cold-Faced Men has become weaker, and the bodies of the Cold-Faced Men are now ice, and the flames have only melted the surface one layer after being sprayed by the flames. Once the flame stops, the ice melts into water and freezes back into ice. Maybe the continuous spewing of flames can really wipe out the cold-faced people, but how can they do this? People's aura is limited, Huang Qiying can't start the fire talisman all the time, his breath is exhausted, it is equivalent to having no strength. Once you lose your strength, you will reach the point of being slaughtered by others.

Huang Qiying turned his head and looked at the many soldiers who had frozen to death in the wind and snow before. Although they were teammates when they were alive, they are now breathless. Huang Qiying is a talisman master of the Yin and Yang faction, and his housekeeping skills are naturally martial arts. The bodies of those dead soldiers can just become the container of martial spirits. Although I am a little sorry for the soldiers who just died, the main thing is that their corpses can contribute. Huang Qiying picked up the spirit banner and wanted to summon the undead from the underworld. But the spirit banner was in his hand, and no matter how much it was used, it did not summon the undead from the underworld.

"Could it be that now even the connection between the underworld and the yang has been cut off?" Huang Qiying seemed to understand why the spirit banner in his hand had no effect. As soon as everyone saw that Huang Qiying couldn't summon a martial spirit, they knew that the current world and the past were beyond recognition. Humans with a physical body need a soul to be complete, but those who have no physical body and a cold face naturally don't need such a thing as a soul. The God who created the cold-faced man may have known for a long time that the soul is not good for the believers in God's control over him. Believers are already immortal, and there is no need for souls prepared for rebirth.

"This world can't accommodate us anymore. Yan Qinghou looked at the cold-faced man who couldn't be burned to death by the flames, and seemed to have a feeling that he was already an old man and was about to be eliminated by a young man. But rusty iron, after polishing, can still be useful. Instead of being discouraged by the fact that the fire talisman didn't work for the cold-faced people, he encouraged the others. People seem to see that the slashing iron swallow that has always been able to inspire people in the past has returned. His back always gives people a sense of reassurance. Yan Qinghou raised his sword, and hundreds of people followed him and rushed into the army of cold-faced people.

In Pei'an City, Han Xizhi used the pointing pen to write in a dashing manner, and the runes he wrote blew up the cold-faced man's body. However, just like what happened to Yan Qinghou, even if those cold-faced people were shattered, they could still be resurrected in the wind and snow. The cold-faced people surrounding them fought more and more, and the dense faceless people looked at them, making them feel desperate. Fish intestines and Yanagi Juro came out to deal with cold noodles, but they still didn't work well. Liu Sheng's knife was drawn and slashed hundreds of cold-faced people, and the cold-faced people with their upper bodies could still grow back into their bodies. The fish intestines and the water in the middle of the sea make the cold noodle people stronger, and the body is nourished by the water and becomes taller. The cold-faced people they met along the way avoided and did not fight, which was the reason why they did not fight.

Perhaps the power of God could help him. Yu Gu took out his own Neptune Halberd and used the remaining power of the Gonggong Water God in the Neptune Halberd to deal with the cold-faced man. A water gun with divine power erupted from the Neptune's halberd, instantly dispersing the cold-faced man. But new cold-faced people will continue to appear, and if you don't stop this snow, no matter how hard you try, it won't help.

"It's all this time, aren't you still willing to make an enchantment for Pei'an City?" Li Jing was injured, but he still didn't forget the mission given to him by Jiang Mengsheng. Even if they were able to survive the cold-faced man's attack, many innocent people in the city and in the land would still suffer. One person may not be able to save the whole world, but if he can do his best, with the ability of Han Xi alone, there should be no problem protecting the people of this city. The outcome of everything depends on whether this Han Xizhi, who sneered at the demon race, can change his mind.

In the room where Fu Qinggu and Jiang Mengsheng were staying, the frost still completely broke into the house, and now the walls and roof of the house were full of frost of white flowers. Once the frost comes into contact with a person, it will quickly take away the person's body temperature. The cultivators in the room all spread their breath together, making a barrier against the wind and snow, and the two women stood in the middle, at a loss. This scene again, Jiang Mengsheng watched the people around him struggling, but he couldn't help anything. Her own incompetence made her feel sad, and at that time, her body exuded the aura of Nuwa, instantly raising the aura of the cultivators around her. Every practitioner felt a mysterious force suddenly break into their bodies, leaving them full of energy. Together, everyone finally resisted the spread of the frost. However, this is not a long-term solution. They may all be expecting the sun to break through the clouds and warm the earth with its own heat, melting the snow and ice. People have never been so yearning for the sun, maybe they can see it every day, until they can't see it on this day, they don't understand how refreshing the warmth of the sun is.

At the last moment of life and death, people hope to leave their heroic posture of unyielding struggle in the ice and snow, perhaps because they have despaired, so they fight hard. But the miracle happened after the catastrophe. A dark light that pierced through the night had invisibly blown away the dark clouds in the sky. People who had never seen anything in the darkness suddenly noticed that there were shining dots in the sky. They looked at the sky with delight, never expecting that the stars had been quietly lit up in the night. Yan Qinghou also looked at the sky amid the cheers of the crowd, and when he saw the stars, he was also surprised in his heart: Who blew away all the dark clouds that covered the sky? Is it the Shenlong Dan Candle? He will not be so merciful. It may be him, but Yan Qinghou really doesn't want it to be him. He didn't want the last bit of hope in his life to be given by the demons, but he had to accept it, because there were other people who had the right to live, and he couldn't deceive them.

Yan Qinghou held his sword high and said to the few hundred people left behind him: "Hold out until dawn, and when the sun rises, we will win!"

People saw hope, even though their hands and feet were frozen unconscious, but suddenly as if they had regained their vitality, they picked up the weapons in their hands and fought hard to knock down the cold-faced man. There were still Daigo's people in the crowd without a fight, especially Shiyin, who had already swept through the sky and understood that it was the demons who had blown away the dark clouds containing divine powers. Her mood is complicated, and she is different from normal people. She was as cold as the Frost Queen, hoping that this storm and snow disaster would be irreparable, and that she would be able to watch the population of several million be reduced to a few in an instant. It seems that her wish will not be fulfilled, and the actions of Balie Tiehao and the others who went to the Extremely Cold Land to stop the demons must have failed. In this way, the goddess of the snowy mountain may not be the opponent of the demons. Dan Zhu went to the extremely cold land, and if he could join forces with Lan Jing, he would definitely be able to defeat the demons. It's just that with the arrogant character of the dragon clan, it is impossible to join forces with other gods.

Disappointed, Shiyin left the army alone. Most of the people in Daigo also followed the wash and left. Xiyin's departure was seen by Yan Qinghou, but this is better, Yan Qinghou is originally a flame, and there will never be any good results when cooperating with cold people.

As time passed, the hour of dawn was getting closer and closer. The wind and snow in the dark night also stopped, and the smell of hope became stronger and stronger. The demons rushed back to Qi from the north all the way, dealing with the cold-faced people along the way, helping the surviving humans. Lan Jing was caught by surprise by the cessation of the wind and snow, and she knew that the beautiful world she had created was about to be destroyed by a black guy. Standing on the opposite side of the fire demon, she is finally about to detonate the primordial spirit in her body. The flame demon also erupted his Yuan Shen at the same time, and the two forces, one black and one white, were like a Taiji diagram, and they began to compete at the origin of the outbreak. A heat wave suddenly blew from all over the world, carrying the temperature and expelling the cold from the world. A warm breeze blew, and the ice and snow on the ground disappeared in an instant. Lan Jing's breath froze the ground back to normal. Until the moment the sun rises, I really don't know if tomorrow's sun will be warm or cold.