Chapter 163: The Fourth Rampant Soul: The Eye of Bihong (4)

The old man on the battleship looked into the distance in horror, and the sea centaur who had collapsed on the surface of the sea a moment ago actually stood up slowly, and the suffocating feeling of oppression forced his heart again, and even the strong soreness in his arm was temporarily forgotten.

Why isn't it over yet? Is it immortal?

The captain also looked at the sea centaur with almost despair, but he also saw the girl on the icicle. The girl was stunned for a moment, then dragged the wound to her feet again, preoccupied.

The inexplicable sadness and depression made the captain subconsciously bite his lip, and his clenched fist hit the console in front of him, but just like that, a flash of inspiration appeared, and he turned on his ability again.

C-rank ability, see through.

He used his abilities a few times when the sea centaur appeared, but he couldn't see anything, as if the other party was a perfect body with no flaws, but the blood beads at the navel were very suspicious. And now, the captain finally saw what he wanted to see.

One pulled through the microphone, which was terminated by a megaphone that relied on it for the first round of shouting warnings whenever a pirate attacked.

"Peach! Its weakness is in the peach! Emo !! ”

The temperature plummets, the frost covers the layers, and the extremely cold field condenses the water vapor in the air into ice crystals, and sound waves are transmitted when the ice crystals are closed. The ice spirit's scorching pupils shone like the sun, and Theros bowed slightly to the captain, and her figure disappeared into the frozen world.

The ice-blue hemisphere envelops Thoros and the Centaurs, and the Centaurs with a hollow navel stand proudly above the sea, and their spears damaged by "lava" pass through the invisible door and reappear in the world in a golden appearance. The prismatic eyes reflected the cold light, and the monstrous killing intent stained the sea with a layer of blood.

The roar of a man and a horse resounded throughout the frozen world, and the turquoise spear led the strong human arm of the sea centaur towards Throth, marching towards Theroth.

The sound exploded, the cold light stabbed, and the ultra-high speed brought extremely strong explosive power, and the cold and sharp air flow cut the surrounding ice and sea into a path rift. No one could see the trace of the spear, it was far beyond the limits of the human eye.

No sooner had he raised his right hand than the spear came to Theroth's chest. Suddenly, a vast burst of energy suddenly formed a rapidly diffusing field. Everything is different.

The sky turned a deep blue, and ethereal ice crystals floated out of thin air, or rather, attached to something invisible, making a crackling sound of rubbing and grinding. It was time using its power to try to break free from the grip of the ice.

The picture freezes, the spear rests a centimeter away from Theros' chest, and the galloping posture of the sea man is like a lifelike sculpture, so majestic, so shocking.

Time, frozen.

The right hand of the ice crystal jade did not pause in the slightest, and continued to raise it. An inky black ice ladder began to condense from under Theroth's feet, and unlike the ice released instantly, the inky black ice formed more slowly and gracefully, like a beautiful snake enchanting around the human body, licking her eyebrows with a cold snake letter.

A-rank ability, Ice Spirit. Different.

The sound of crisp footsteps echoed between heaven and earth. The immortal Xuan Ice, with every step of Theros moving forward, the world behind the emergence of greed.

The figure swept over every inch of the spear, and the inky black ice froze it; Skimming every inch of the human arm, the inky black ice froze through the cells, and the function was lost; Skimming over each layer of ice ladders, dark red ripples will appear between the toes between the inky black ice ice, and a group of fresh and tender blood-colored ice lotus flowers will bloom contentedly, excitedly, and quickly.

The noble and cold queen stepped on the red carpet to the throne, and her pleasant smile seemed to be frozen at the bottom of the throne forever.

Theros walked slowly, tired, and she didn't know if the ability she was using had reached a theoretical minimum of -273.15 degrees Celsius, but she felt cold, cold.

Yun Jue's order is to kill the soul disciples, so no matter how many times the other party gets up, I will ......

The crunching sound of ice in the sky grew louder and louder, and the sound of echoing footsteps lingered here, and Theros stared silently at the face of the sea centaur, her prismatic eyes still in their original appearance, judging by the reflection and angle, her eyes should now reflect the dazzling ice lotus flowers.

Does it think that those flowers are more beautiful than the spear in its hand?

Gently pressed his hands on the eyebrows of the sea centaurs, and the pure black ice was like a never-ending abyss, completely suffocating the heads of the sea centaurs.

The sound of ice crackling suddenly became the sound of ice cracking, and an extremely brief stream of black particles fell from the sky, and time returned to normal, and Thoros's consciousness collapsed directly. The body involuntarily fell forward, and the cold forehead bumped against the Xuan Ice in front of him, and the pure black Xuan Ice immediately turned into an extremely complex ice crack, no matter how many times the microscope, the bottom could not be seen clearly.

Obedient and complete......

Ice ladders shattered, frozen lotus flowers flew in clumps, and instead of crashing on the surface of the sea like ice-blue ice, they disappeared into nature like normal abilities.

The attribution of nature, behavior, creation, and supernatural abilities is always unknown between heaven and earth, and human beings have not been able to understand the reasons for this.

The sea people and horses, who have really lost their life, are magnificently sunk in the deep sea. Theros, who had nothing to rely on, quietly sank into the sea.

The red dragon gloves were lying flat on the hands of the dark day intact.

The residual temperature has been completely reduced by the water temperature, and it looks like a freshly baked technology gun. Hei Tian sighed, sighed a few times, and put it away.

Uncle, I'm sorry, I'll be cheeky enough to accept this head.

Not far away, only the upper body of the sea and horses remained, flopping into the sea. With a final outburst, the sea centaur was burned clean from the shoulder down, causing permanent disability, and even the self-healing ability granted by the fourth rampant soul could not be restored.

hands, and heads. Hei Tian couldn't help but put a smile on his face.

Of course, the head is important!

The white shadow trembled, and the fifth half-body angel was projected in real space. In fact, at the beginning of the battle, he knew where the real weakness of the sea centaur was, which was told to him by the white sundial who was in the imaginary space. Alas, it's a pity that I don't have time to tell my uncle.

"Everything is staring with bated breath at this moment, and the glory of the night is eternal!" The dark day shouted slogans arrogantly. He only knows this sentence, which was taught to him by the white sundial in the past.

The half-angel attached itself to Black Day, the pair of white wings stretched behind the black trench coat, and Black Sun held the sharp sword in both hands—he actually held the sharp sword that only a half-body angel could control—and waved it crosswise, and then the wings fluttered, and the high-pitched laughter came straight to the deserted sea centaur.

The head of the sea centaur slowly turned back, and at the same time the darkness came quickly.

Space warps, and the boundaries between real and imaginary spaces become blurred. On the real number frame, the sea centaur kept a slow turn of his head, and the black day was plugged into pure white wings, holding a pure white sharp sword, shouting excitedly; On the imaginary number frame, the surrounding space presents a "color" foggy, undulating virtual matter, distorted, confused, and unable to "understand", and the position of the sea centaur is replaced by a blood-red block, which is extremely eye-catching in this space, but more conspicuous is the position of the black day, the white sundial replaces the position of the black day, there are no pure black wings, only the demon's tentacles go hand in hand with the white sundial, and gradually touch the blood-red block.

The imaginary numbers and real numbers flipped over frame by frame, and time passed second by second, and finally, the sharp sword pierced into the center of the eyebrows, and the tentacles caressed the color block.

"With my strength, show the power of the elves, and exterminate! Soul Disciples! Finally White Claw! ”

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