"What the hell do you want?" asked Visier, gritting his teeth.

"What do I think?" Chishu was amused.

Although you act like a villain, you are actually the victim. The current change of position is just the opposite side of choosing the wrong object and inferior skills.

Qianzhou is sure that if he dies because of the other party's actions, the other party will definitely not leave a single tear, nor will he feel a trace of guilt.

Since this is the case, then you can't blame Qianzhou for coming to the door. Everyone is responsible for what they do. "A tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood" is an immutable creed that almost all living beings believe in.

"Who's this guy on the other side?" asked Webber in a whisper to Visier.

"I don't know, I just happened to meet it. Visil was also very angry at this time.

Who knew that it was just a randomly selected bait, and it turned out to be a giant shark lurking at the bottom of the sea.

"Don't act like that, I'm obviously the victim, right?" Qianzhou left from the stone wall he leaned on, "Since this is a place outside the law with no morality and no constraints, then it makes sense for me to use my fists to seek justice, right?"

Visir's face was also pale when he was lectured like this by a teenager. But he had to admit that what the boy said was very reasonable, or that the boy's fist was more powerful.

"I admit it. Visil half-raised his hands to show that he had no intention of resisting, "[White Frost] can be given to you, and we can come up with something else to compensate." ”

But that's the end of it. Visir's words shifted, "If you get another inch, don't blame us for breaking the net." ”

Qianzhou tilted his head and thought for a while: "Yes." ”

"Webb, go and fetch the [White Frost]. Visil said to Webb.

Webb glanced at Visier, then at Qianzhou, and then walked into the cave without saying a word.

After waiting less than a minute, Webb came out of the cave again. He wore a thick black glove on his right hand and held a fist-sized cobalt blue gemstone in his palm.

"[White frost] will be given to you first. Webb said.

Qianzhou nodded.

Webb threw the [White Frost] out of the air, and the cobalt blue gem reflected a cold light in the air.

Qianzhou took out the fragment and picked up the flying [White Frost] with the tip of his sword. As soon as the cobalt-blue gem landed on the sword, Qianzhou felt a chilling cold air coming along the fragment, and half of his body stiffened.

The moment Qianzhou caught the [White Frost], Visil bent down and pulled out a short knife from his waist. Webber also launched a charge with great tacit understanding, his heavy body like a black bear running wildly.

If you don't really touch the transcendental, how can you easily surrender? It is undoubtedly a foolish thing to pin your own safety on the kindness of others! The transcendents are such a group of lawless, disrespectful ghosts and gods, and disobedient to fate!

But—

"I guessed it would be like this. Qianzhou pouted.

A little crystal crumb stuck to the soles of Visir's feet suddenly began to multiply, and silver crystals grew like weeds. In an instant, the crystal turned into sharp spikes, piercing the soles of Visir's feet, revealing a gorgeous demeanor among the mountains.

Visil gritted his teeth and slashed the silver crystal from between his feet, scarlet blood splattering the ground.

"He's a ruthless man. Qianzhou raised an eyebrow.

At this time, Webb had already rushed in front of Qianzhou.

The tall body of more than two meters ran like a rampaging beast. Cracks appeared on the stone walls, and clouds of dust fell.

"Ahh

Qianzhou didn't avoid it, his right body was still stiff, so he simply clenched his left hand and met it with a fist.

Two distinct essentia collided together with an earth-shattering sound. One side is like a fierce bear and leopard, with the savagery and bloodiness of the mountains and snowfields. The other side is as immobile as a mountain, as profound as the sea, upholding the general trend of heaven and earth.

Visil withstood the aftermath of the collision between the two, dragging his seriously injured body and forcing it hard.

Although Webber was born with divine powers, the essence of the young man's vitality was really terrifying. Even with confidence in Webb, Visil wasn't sure he would have the upper hand in such a wrestling.

Sure enough, in the flying rubble, Webb's heavy body fell back. After leaving more than ten deep footprints on the ground in a row, he barely stopped.

In the distance, Visil saw the boy glancing at him.

The overflowing silver essentia reunited as if it were alive, and after an extremely complex set of arrangements and changes, it formed a vague shadow more than four feet long.

The shadow was slender, with two horns on its head, and although it was very faint, the long mane fluttering on its back could still be seen.

Even with a rough outline, Visil recognized what it was.

It was a dragon! a terrifying monster that had left a strong mark on the mythology of Middle-earth! Even if it was just a false afterimage, it put a lot of pressure on Visir.

After a glance, Qianzhou looked away, ready to make up for Webb's sword.

Bullying a half-crippled and a stupid big guy really doesn't give him much sense of accomplishment. Although they are both transcendents of the [Dragon Gate] rank, as remnants of the rank without any inheritance and accumulation, the gap between these two people and Qianzhou is indeed a bit big.

At this moment, there was a whirring wind behind Qianzhou - someone was coming.

The person who came had no intention of concealing it at all, and the vivid source essence kept reminding Qianzhou - please pay attention to this side.

Sensing the unusual essentia fluctuations of the visitor, Qianzhou flicked his wrist and lifted the [White Frost] into the air, and then turned sideways and slapped the visitor.

The palms parted with a touch, but the ground under Qianzhou's feet had been shaken into a layer of powder.

Qianzhou withdrew his left hand and looked thoughtfully at the blood-red mist that slowly dispersed between his palms.

Yes, Qianzhou knows this trick.

This is one of the very few moves directly designed by himself, and the name seems to be-

"[Eight Extremes Prison: Man Jianghong]?"

Dong Ling stretched out his hand, took the [White Frost] falling from the sky, and replied lightly, "Yes." ”

[Eight Extreme Hells] actually refers to eight extremely dangerous places in the abyss. Among the Transcendental, these eight areas are considered almost impossible to survive.

But some people rely on the training of these eight extreme environments to create eight famous moves. These eight moves are collectively known as the [Eight Extreme Hells]!

This made Qianzhou can't help but have a little admiration for the girl in front of him who is about the same age as himself. As the creator of the [Eight Extreme Prisons], Qianzhou naturally knows how dangerous it is.

can be practiced at this age, and the girl deserves to be a "great".