Zhang Fan thought he was dead.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself wading on the cold ice intact, the sticky blood on his body.

Zhang Fan frowned, reached out to tear off his clothes, and pulled the blood threads.

When confirming his body, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there is nothing abnormal about the body.

Looking around at the pitch black, Zhang Fan's perception turned on, and the golden feathers dispersed.

A never-ending canyon filled only with the cold wind, and that's it.

The second form opened, and suddenly the incandescent light illuminated the entire canyon, and the six wings spread Zhang Fan suddenly jumped into the sky.

But suddenly, at this moment, a burst of frost struck.

Zhang Fan's six wings were frozen in an instant, and the whole person was thrown down heavily.

"Shhh

A low, powerful breath rang out.

Zhang Fan turned his head suddenly, and was greeted by the scarlet eyes of the six teams, like the sun hidden in the depths of darkness.

"Shhh

A huge dragon head emerged from the darkness, and Zhang Fan was as small as an ant in front of it.

Nightmare's blue scales glowed coldly, its black claws were so sharp that they seemed to tear through the sky, and its cave-like nostrils produced a storm with every breath.

The storm was mixed with the frost that frozen all the forces of the world, gushing out from under the abyss of the canyon, and the storm in the entire ice field suddenly became a little stronger.

In fact, it was originally an island, but later due to the mysterious arrival of nightmares, the island became a moving 10,000-year-old iceberg, and the sea of life has become a dead and silent ice field.

The Nightmare is like the eternal engine of this ice field, and as long as it doesn't leave, there will never be any life here.

As long as it breathes, there will be storms mixed with frost covering thousands of miles.

At this time, the nightmare's huge body was lurking under this thousands of miles of ice field, and Zhang Fan seemed even more insignificant in its insignificance.

Zhang Fan knew that it was impossible for him to fight this kind of monster at all.

In the face of absolute strength, any so-called power is bells and whistles.

Zhang Fan also knew that the monster in front of him, who had lived longer than the divine envoy, already had advanced wisdom.

Running away is no longer realistic.

Nightmare's "Frozen Miles!" Even Shura had to admit that he had a top-level ability.

Nightmares' ice freeze is not only about sealing the body of its prey, it can even freeze time, space, etc.

Zhang Fan's healing power, the four top talents, is useless in front of it at the moment.

If the Nightmare wanted to kill Zhang Fan at this time, it would be almost effortless.

Zhang Fan's whole body trembled, and the weak cold qi had already sealed his three hundred and sixty vein nets, and he was just an ordinary person at this time.

"Nightmare, I didn't know this was your territory, if there is a place that offends you, please forgive me, I'm sorry!"

Zhang Fan never said he was sorry, but now he said it.

Because behind him, there are still many people who need him, waiting for him.

He can't just die here.

"Whew!"

Frost gushed out from the huge nasal cavity and lingered on Zhang Fan's body, and suddenly condensed into ice crystals all over his body, covering his hair, eyebrows and other parts, making him look like a pale old man.

With a pop, Zhang Fan fell to his knees, his whole body trembling violently.

The incomparably cold breath made his body weaker and weaker, his consciousness more and more chaotic, and his willpower was on the verge of collapse.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Zhang Fan suddenly laughed.

The three huge dragon heads of the nightmare looked at each other, and it didn't seem to understand why Zhang Fan could still laugh before he died.

Human feelings are complex and incompetent.

It lightly touched Zhang Fan with its huge claws, gurgling in its throat, and its eyes revealed puzzled emotions.

Zhang Fan struggled to hold up, he leaned against the wall weakly, looked up at the sky at this time, and let out a long sigh.

When a person reaches the point of real death, his heart becomes extremely peaceful.

So Zhang Fan was laughing.

This laughter contains too much emotion and unwillingness.

Obviously, King Shura Jizo and Prometheus are willing to stand on the same side as themselves, not because they are willing to fight against the Celestial Clan for everyone.

But Zhang Fan is of great use to them in a large sense, and the so-called protection of human beings is just that he is still alive.

If they die here, then they will definitely abandon everyone without hesitation.

After all, they are divine envoys who have witnessed the birth, aging, sickness and death of too many human beings.

To them, human beings are just ants in their long lives.

If Zhang Fan died, Huaxia would also die.

"Aren't you going to eat me, do it," Zhang Fan said weakly.

At this time, the nightmare's huge eyes were already close to Zhang Fan's side, and with Zhang Fan's body as the center, countless ice spikes quickly grew up to envelop Zhang Fan.

The terrifying cold began to completely freeze Zhang Fan's three hundred and sixty vein nets.

And Zhang Fan also fainted.

But that's when the unexpected happened.

"Poof!"

A sonorous throbbing sound rang out in the dead silence of the canyon.

A gurgling sound came from the nightmare's mouth, because the sound came from Zhang Fan's body.

And just when the nightmare giant claw was about to touch Zhang Fan, something magical suddenly happened.