After Mawson received the crystal nucleus, he sat directly on the back of the polar white bear, and then hugged Yue'er, overlooking the snowflakes flying in the distance.

The corpses of these monsters had been completely frozen, destroying the value of selling their corpses, so Mawson did not put them in the ring.

Morant acquiesced to Mawson's behavior, although he felt that it was unsafe for Mawson to put himself in danger. However, he knows that in order for a person to grow, he must go through all kinds of dangers, some may let himself die, some may make himself crippled, but these dangers can be resolved, it depends on whether a person has enough perseverance and determination to overcome it.

Therefore, he did not open his mouth to warn Mawson that as long as he was not in danger of dying at any time, he would not help Mawson.

Morant glanced at the red-eyed vultures hovering above their heads, knowing that they would be in greater danger, so he held his sword in his hand, ready to fight.

"Bao Bao ~~~"

In the distance, more demonic beasts rushed towards them, and the sound became louder and louder, and the bodies of several huge demonic beasts appeared in front of them.

It was a three-headed fifth-order demonic beast, its body was several laps larger than that of the extreme white bear, and they ran up, shaking the flesh on their bodies, and they looked disgusting. Their feet stepped on the snow, revealing a large footprint, but when they stepped up, the snow was kicked up one by one, and the snowflakes scattered and fell again from the sky.

A hurricane wolf ran in front, followed by a colorful tiger and a three-colored three-headed python, followed by countless fourth-order, third-order, and second-order demonic beasts, as if they were endless.

"Young master, you protect yourself, these monsters are not simple, I have to go all out. After Morant said a word to Mawson, he poured his fighting spirit into the sword in his hand.

The sword was getting colder and heavier, but Morant didn't stop running.

The vindictiveness is not endless.

Each warrior has a bead in his body, which is stored in everyone's abdomen, it is like a wooden barrel, and the fighting qi is the water contained in it, once the water is used up, the barrel is empty, and the person will be very tired and want to rest. After the person rests, the barrel is full, and he can continue to use the fighting energy.

But after a person dies, his fighting spirit and beads are gone, so in the past, some people wanted to use other people's fighting energy to cultivate, which was a pipe dream.

"Well... Okay!" Mo Sen watched such a group of demonic beasts rushing past, his heart suddenly panicked, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the hand holding the sword was trembling.

He had never seen such a spectacular scene, not in his previous life, and even less in this life.

For the first time, his heart was frightened, and although he was bold, he was still an eight-year-old child, and he was afraid.

He was afraid that Morant would not be able to protect them, that he would never see the sun tomorrow again, that he would be swallowed alive by them and become poop that they pulled out.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Yue'er, who was held in Mo Sen's arms, obviously felt Mo Sen's fear, and Yue'er stretched out her hand to hug Mo Sen.

"Yue'er, aren't you afraid?"

"Of course I'm afraid, but with the young master, Yue'er is not afraid of anything!" Yue'er looked at Mo Sen with a firm gaze, indicating that she was not afraid.

"Yue'er is not afraid, and the young master will not be afraid!" Looking at Yue'er's firm eyes, Mo Sen also felt that fear was not so terrible, at least with Yue'er by his side, he was not very afraid.

"Ice Lotus Blooms!"

After those demonic beasts entered Morant's twenty-meter range, Morant finally stopped instilling fighting energy into the sword, and then plunged the sword into the snow, and layers of ice teeth bloomed outward, eventually forming a lotus-shaped group of ice teeth.

When Mo Sen saw this ice lotus again, he was still very emotional, this is an art, an art of group killing, and it is also a kind of embodiment, a manifestation of strength.

This time the Ice Lotus covered a wider area than the previous one, and each ice tooth was also larger and taller, nailing many demonic beasts to the ground, and blood flowed down the ice tooth uncontrollably.

After a while, the cold air entered the body, and the blood that flowed out was also frozen, and the ice teeth thickened again, and the color also changed, no longer the ice blue as before, but bright red.

And the three fifth-order demonic beasts that rushed to the front did not die, but they had suffered serious wounds in their abdomen, and the blood was also flowing outward, staining this piece of snow red.

The snow is no longer white, and the ground is not yellow either.

Everything has changed!

What hasn't changed, however, is that Morant keeps the sword in motion.

"Wow!"

Morant spat on the ground with a mouthful of blood, knelt on one knee, and held his sword in both hands to keep himself from falling.

He wanted to stand up, but how could he stand up when he was out of strength?

"Morant!" Mawson saw that he vomited a lot of blood, and hurriedly jumped off the back of the polar white bear and came to Morant's side, trying to help him over to Yue'er.

"Quack~~"

The three fifth-order demonic beasts broke free from the fixation of the ice fangs and stood up, but it could be seen that they were no longer in such a good state as before, and now they were seriously injured, and the cold air entering their bodies made them feel cold, and their blood was almost frozen.

And the broken ice tooth is still in their body, the cold is still invading, and it can be vaguely seen that the place pierced by the ice tooth has turned purple, it is not poison, but frozen after being invaded by the cold air.

"Woo~~" "Woo~~" "Hiss~"

I don't know if the three demonic beasts wanted to relieve their pain by howling, and they all screamed loudly, but the voices were not as heroic as before, but very painful.

"Look at their appearance, they are so languishing, and they have been invaded by cold poison, I should be able to kill them!" Seeing the situation of these magical beasts, Mo Sen became greedy and wanted to kill them and obtain their crystal nuclei.

"Don't go, cough~, quick... Hurry up, get out of here, it's... They're ......" Listening to Mawson's muttering, Morant hurriedly stopped, but the injured man spoke very badly, which made him very anxious.

"Whew~~"

"Whew~~~~~"

A voice came from afar, interrupting Morant's words.

"Calling for companions!" After saying that, Morant couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.

"Morant, Morant?" shouted as Morant shook Morant's body, wanting Morant to wake up.

But Morant didn't wake up.

"Bao Bao ~~"

The sound of many demonic beasts stepping on the ground is getting louder and louder, and at the same time it is getting closer and closer, Mo Sen is very anxious, two of the three of them were seriously injured and lost their combat effectiveness, only Mo Sen and his demonic beasts still have combat effectiveness, but what he is going to face is a fifth-order demonic beast, it may be a sixth-order demonic beast, or even a seventh-order demonic beast, these are not something he can defeat!

He was in a hurry, panicked, and without Morant's guidance, he didn't know what to do in the face of this situation!