Chapter 131: Storm Shadow
Ning Zimo's character is a typical frustration and braver. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The more resistance there was, the more he wanted to conquer.
Take out the strength to feed, change different diving postures, and try to find the most labor-saving point.
Fortunately, Chu Yu's weight is light enough and will not increase gravity too much.
Even if it was only a few hundred meters downward, Ning Zimo felt like a century of long.
The emperor lived up to his wishes, and finally saw the gray highlights of the ice coffin flickering.
Even if it is very weak, in this darkness, it is like a searchlight, guiding the way forward.
Ning Zimo increased his strength and came to the frozen ant king as quickly as possible.
Although this ice coffin is facing down as a whole, and the front of the ant king is not visible, only a huge black back is printed, but Ning Zimo knows that it is the ant king's generation and violent shadow just by looking at its size.
It's no wonder that when he first stepped into this area, Ning Zimo felt like he had returned to the place where he was conceived.
I took a careful breath, even if it was very light, but there was a breath of storm shadow floating everywhere here.
Storm Shadow, since Ning Zimo's memory, has been accompanying him in life, educating him to grow, and is the enlightener who guides him on the path of the Demon King.
Ning Zimo has never met his biological parents.
In his eyes, the storm shadow is like a strict father and a loving mother, and it has long been better than the biological parents who gave birth to him, and it is an irreplaceable existence.
In the heart, always occupy a large enough place.
Seeing that the storm shadow maintained its appearance when it was last frozen, two tentacles were broken, there were countless large and small sunken black holes on his chest, and a deep scar in his eyes was cut from the top of his head to the corner of his mouth, completely breaking the phase.
Despite her fiery temper and resolute work, Storm Shadow is a female who loves beauty completely.
Ning Zimo involuntarily remembered in his mind that he had turned into a human form, secretly took off his armor, put on brocade, and applied yellow to the mirror, and asked him with a smile, "Zimo, am I also feminine? One day, I will meet the person I like?"
What kind of battle did it take to destroy a person whose appearance was greater than everything else into what he is now.
Ning Zimo carefully lay Chu Yu in his arms on the ground, and separated the magic protective shield to float around his body.
He walked slowly to the ice coffin and stretched out his hand to slowly cover it.
I want to touch this existence that is not a relative, but it is better than a relative.
The ice coffin of the Demon Realm is different from the ice coffin on the continent, it is not crystal clear, but presents a grayish death aura color.
This is the treasure of the Demon Realm Hidden Clan's arrogance.
The Aotian clan never asks about the affairs of the demon world, and lives alone in the most desolate part of the demon world, and the number of the entire race does not exceed two fingers.
But with the magic of carving, the death ice coffin can only be made by the Aotian clan.
The most intriguing thing is that no one knows what the raw materials used to make the death ice coffin are, only that the death ice coffin is only produced every hundred years.
This is a special existence that combines quirks and talents.
Each of the Autean Clan's ice coffins is retractable in size, and will change freely with the volume of the burier.
The most amazing thing is that the ice coffin not only has the function of embalming and keeping its body from being damaged for thousands of years, but most importantly, it can hang a breath for the seriously injured or dying until a way to rescue them is found.
In the entire demon world, there are not many people who can have death ice coffins, and many people have been looking for them everywhere all their lives.
Once the news of the death ice coffin is released, there will basically be a bloody storm of open and secret contention.