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Who would be so exclaimed, isn't he afraid that the gods floating in the sky will look at him as ashes with a single look?

Afraid, of course afraid, even the wind that pushed the air felt frightened, howling about its own fear.

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Xian was as cold as falling into an ice cellar, could it be that he was also afraid?

Would such a stupid person think of this, the cold is just that the wind is fierce, and the heart that blows is just a little warm is cold and sad, and what is even sadder in my heart is that I still have the strength to exclaim, it seems that this person still has some hidden power.

In Han Xian's opinion, Zhong Yuan's forehead was like another eye had opened, and that white light was shot out from the eye, and that line of white light went straight to the bright moon.

"What does he want to do?" Han Xian wanted to know.

"Does he want to draw power from the moon?" no one could stop Han Xian's conjecture.

Can that little bit of coolness on his forehead really give Zhong Yuan strength?

At least Zhong Yuan didn't think so, because he knew very well that it was not inspired by himself, how not to be surprised by the sudden extra things, and as soon as he noticed it, his feet moved.

It may be that the moon is also infatuated with this high-spirited man, that beam of light is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, since he can't dodge, Zhong Yuan has given up the useless struggle, is he waiting for death?

Of course it won't be like this, and seeing the move may be the most helpless choice.

Just stop, right?

Zhong Yuan couldn't think like this, because the white light on his forehead was not as simple as being cool now, and his entire brain was in a cold, and the cold was still very tricky to crawl towards the bottom of his heart.

After a long time, I don't know if the brain was burst by the first freeze, or the heart was suffocated by the cold.

How can you still maintain high spirits, cold sweat broke through the strong skin, although the bottom of the heart and brain are guarded by yourself, but if you can't get rid of it as soon as possible, then the immortal miracles you think about in your heart can only achieve others, and you are the ladder stone of his Shi Mo.

Can such a terrible thing be left unattended?

Then hehe, now I can't even see Shi Mo's people, how to dismantle it.

Shi Mo didn't disappear, because that trace of mental strength positioned his position very well, and where it was very clear, at the end of that white light?

Is it above the moon in Han Xian's eyes?

Zhong Yuan must not be able to think so, if he can climb to the moon, then what else do I fight, I have no part to lie on the ground and wait for death.

If you find Shi Mo, then all the crises will be resolved, but it is not easy to talk about the person who completely hides himself in the beam of light.

Maybe it would be a solution to meet this light and keep rushing up, but the method is not suitable for him Zhong Yuan now, because he doesn't have such strength, so he really did it, but he was afraid that before he found Shi Mo, he would freeze into a big ice ballast and fall to the ground and be smashed into four or five pieces.

Can you only wait for death?

Zhong Yuan didn't expect such a situation, such a good situation before would fall so quickly, there was no choice at all, being forced like this, Zhong Yuan can be said to be the first time, what is even more embarrassing is that the other party still climbed into the wind, smiled, sneered with the hoarfrost on the head What kind of cold it will be.

"Huh. Han Xian couldn't help but exclaim again in surprise, what is it for this time?

Of course, it was Chong Zhong Yuan's steaming head, and in Han Xian's opinion, the people in the sky were like a white head, and that little bit of cold white heat swirled around on top of it.

Han Xian was very much looking forward to this person's head being frozen into an ice bump.

How could Zhong Yuan not be angry, quietly follow the path of others, and he is still in the realm of the Great Condensing Immortal, of course, his arrogant heart chooses the most domineering cracking method, otherwise his old face will be lost.

There were bursts of roars from the Origin in Zhong Yuan's heart, as if to tell Zhong Yuan's anger, how could the Origin Star Map still be stingy with his Dao power, and bursts of electric light rushed in his blood.

The cold around his body was also driven away, and the little cold and white on his hair was wiped out before he could turn into heat. Zhong Yuan let out a low roar.

Before the voice stopped, an arc-shaped enchantment appeared in front of Zhong Yuan's body, and the effect was very significant, and the white light was also isolated from his forehead.

But Shi Mo didn't give up just that, the white light still shone directly on the enchantment, did he want to use the enchantment to pierce and continue to cold Zhong Yuan?

As soon as the enchantment was formed, Zhong Yuan just wanted to make some moves, but found that the enchantment was crumbling.

Shi Mo thought like this, but if it was to maintain the current level, it was obviously not enough, and Shi Mo also realized this, what are you afraid of, this Hao Hao Mingyue is allowed to ingest by himself.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound came out, and the white light was like taking a great tonic, in Han Xian's opinion, it was not the existence of light, but more like a snow-white abnormal silk practice.

Zhong Yuan's face was already distorted with anger, and he could feel the chill coming from outside when he was in the enchantment, how could he still endure it: "Ah." ”

Before Zhong Yuan's anger was finished, his enchantment was finished, and the white light pierced through, reaching his forehead again, and in an instant, Zhong Yuan's head was covered with a thin layer of ice, and it was constantly thickening.

Han Xian was silent, forgetting to exclaim, the enchantment that Zhong Yuan had held up had not yet dispersed and was also frozen by the cold front that overflowed with white light, just like an egg shell, and now Zhong Yuan was like a chicken in a broken shell, and that white light obviously wanted to strangle the chicken cub in the cradle.

How can he die like this, how can he let him get his wish, and the frozen head can still roar, although Han Xian's ears were buzzing, but his eyes were still staring at the wonders of the sky without blinking.

The cold ice was based on Zhong Yuan's skull and expanded outward in waves, and the effect was remarkable, and Zhong Yuan's whole body was stained with cold ice.

Han Xian's routine was ruthlessly broken again, and he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: "You can still move." ”

The hands that were already covered with ice ballasted were raised, did they want to protect their foreheads, as if in vain, the white light ignored the existence of the hands at all, and penetrated straight through, and the end point was still the icy skull.

Zhong Yuan's hands wanted to simply protect his brain, but the thunderous arm obviously didn't mean that, and he was forced to a dead end.

"Sting~. ”

Before Han Xian's ears were detached from the roar, his head was kicked into the thunder abyss again, how could he still hear the sound, the electric sound came from his head to the bottom of his heart, and the already miserable star map in the atrium was like being struck by lightning, completely scorched black.

Fortunately, the eyes could not find this, otherwise how could this boy still watch the things outside the window with such dedication.

How could the eggshell outside Zhong Yuan's body still hold on, and the sudden thunder instantly turned into tiny ice crystals that filled the air.

The brilliance of this great display of divine power certainly came from Zhong Yuan's electric hands, how could the cold ice still freeze those electric arms.

How could the white light still ignore those hands, the white light was isolated by the palms, Zhong Yuan's body took the opportunity to float a little, and the head was extremely frightened.

The sparkling palms firmly absorbed the white light.

Obviously, Zhong Yuan didn't want to stop there, and Shi Mo didn't put away his magical powers, but he still wanted to compete with Zhong Yuan on this, the white light was still impacting the electric light, and gradually a little frost appeared on Zhong Yuan's arm.

Are you still coming?

Zhong Yuan would not give Shi Mo such a chance to humiliate, and roared again: "Strike." ”

With Zhong Yuan's loud roar, those arms were completely replaced by electric light, how could there still be a place for frost to stand on, and it was obvious that all this was just the beginning of Zhong Yuan's desire to give up.

The electric light on his arms kept venting to his palms, and in the face of such a might, the cold as white light had to retreat, but Shi Mo wanted to put away his magical powers now, but Zhong Yuan didn't give him such a chance.

The electric light turned into a dragon along the white light and roared all the way up, heading straight for the bright moon.

How can the white light show weakness and try its best to resist tenaciously, but now when it is not hard and tenacious to change the result, the roaring electric dragon is unstoppable.

Now Shi Moke can still safely hide in the white light and make waves, wearing white clothes with a cold expression to appear in Han Xian's gaze.

When you see your enemy, you should be even more angry, and the electric light is even more desperate to vent out, and the thunder dragon is also a great supplement to the body, and it will definitely turn that hateful person into black ashes.

Shi Mo didn't eat dry rice, what kind of big supplement was the thunder dragon, the closer it got to it, the greater the resistance, and when he was about to touch Shi Mo's palm, the thunder dragon's head was stained with several layers of ice.

Is Shi Mo secretly happy?

Of course, Zhong Yuan would not let his previous efforts go to waste.

"Die. Those crazy eyes suddenly spewed out two rays of lightning and merged into the thunder dragon, how could these Shi Mo still be blocked.

The handsome skin was blown around like broken straw.

After being suppressed for so long, will Zhong Yuan let go of such an opportunity to be angry, the figure flickered a few times and picked up the boss's fist and shouted at the handsome straw face.

Shi Mo couldn't care about his face now, and he was able to stabilize his tumbling body with a strong punch, and the tingling sensation all over his body did not disappear with the rolling.

Why didn't he pursue, Shi Mo's heart was cold, and Zhong Yuan's smile was gloomy.

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