The chill cooled the blood, penetrated the brain and soaked the bone marrow.

Wang Luli's throat was cut open in front of Cheng Wulin's eyes, slitting the throat, puncturing the artery, and blooming a dazzling blood flower.

The smell of rust filled his mouth, and the killing intent roared in his mind like a tide. Cheng Wulin's thinking was blank, and he only knew that if he wanted to kill the man in front of him, he must kill this man.

Knocked flying, stuck in the middle by a birch tree, unable to move, ignored.

As the man said, he was a candle, and he was too weak.

It was so weak that when Wang Luli shook Du Ling head-on, he couldn't even attract the attention of the enemy.

is so weak that he can only watch Wang Luli, whose life and death are uncertain, and he can't do anything.

Tears flowed down uncontrollably, and two tear stains were washed from the dusty face, dripping on the birch branches below the neck.

Through his muddled eyes, he vaguely saw Du Ling getting up from the ground and walking towards him.

His neck was pinched by the other party, he blinked vigorously to squeeze out the remaining moisture in his eyes, and his eyes stared at Du Ling's disgusting face with fire, eager to pierce thousands of holes in it with his gaze.

"I'm going to kill you!" Cheng Wulin roared hoarsely.

"By you? What can you do now? Du Ling looked at the embarrassed Cheng Wulin contemptuously, and his hand increased his strength, "Use your toy-like charged card?" ”

Looking at Cheng Wulin's protruding eyes, he suddenly let go: "I won't kill you, you are still useful to me." ”

"Then I will kill you," Cheng Wulin gasped and gritted his teeth, "If you don't kill me now, one day I will kill you." ”

"I'll wait." Du Ling glanced at him with pity, brushed his sleeves and turned away.

It's just that he didn't expect that the time he waited was a bit short.

With the sound of wood crackling, Du Ling felt something slam into the muscles of his back.

"You ......" He reacted quickly and jumped to the side, but he also felt the muscle under his left shoulder be sliced through, and the weapon almost poked into his heart.

Ugh.

There was a sudden soft sound above the golden sky, as subtle as stabbing paper with a knife, but it fell on Du Ling's ears like a thunderbolt.

He looked up and saw a crack in the sky with the rough veins of ancient paper that was barely visible to the naked eye. Although the gap was very thin, it spread so fast that it split the entire sky in two in the blink of an eye.

Along this cresm, the cracks are like vines growing, crawling towards the endless horizon around the birch road.

Click. A fragment of a golden polygonal body that had formed first fell from the top of his head like a knocked-down eggshell, and slammed into the birch forest in the distance, raising a cloud of smoke and dust that obscured the sky.

And then, as if a switch was turned on, the sound of shattering was heard endlessly. The fragments of the birch road fell like raindrops, and the golden sky shattered and collapsed, revealing the blue sky on the other side.

The earth began to tremble, and patches of birch trees and the earth beneath them sank into the void beneath them.

All of this happened in the middle of Du Ling's turn.

He stabilized his body, turned around and saw that in this scene of annihilation that seemed to be the end of the world, Cheng Wulin slowly stood up, holding a brand new black card between his fingers, and his whole body was steaming with black fluctuations that seemed to be light but not light, and smoke but not smoke.

His eyes turned pitch-black from pupils to whites, like a bottomless abyss sucking up all the light around him.

"The third sealer? No, it's still a card...... Even if it is a new seal, it adds up to only thirteen pieces, but why is my birch banyan ......" Du Ling muttered to himself, puzzled.

At this time, Cheng Wulin moved.

So fast! As soon as this thought came to Du Ling's heart, Cheng Wulin's fist had already swung in front of him. As soon as he raised his hand a little, the fist that fluctuated in black and white was already smashing on his chest.

With a click, Du Ling suddenly broke a few ribs and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly summoned Wu Ying and Han Feng. Wu Ying covered his body one by one, but he couldn't put his mind at ease.

Because Wu Ying is not a defensive seal at all.

Its effect is just the opposite, it is to gather the golden light on the surface of the daylight to strengthen Han Feng, so that the attack range of the bayonet sword Han Feng is nearly doubled.

Unless he was bare-handed, any seal weapon hitting it could easily penetrate Wu Ying's metal hard shell and attack directly on Du Ling's body.

Du Ling had used the appearance of this seal to kill too many people, and how many Heavenly Beings in the Upper Realm were confused by his posture of giving up defense after putting on Wu Ying, and instead chose to fight him, and then he was pierced by Han Feng's ultra-distant golden light to break the seal.

No one would have thought that the real attack method of the Jing Congyuan City Lord, who looked personable, heroic, and dignified, would be so despicable and shameless.

But this kid in front of him, his current speed is not much better than Tu Tingting's teleportation.

Tu Tingting!

He gritted his teeth and thought of that damn former subordinate. That bitch had shattered almost all of his internal organs in the previous battle, and if he hadn't forced her back, he might have been defeated by her first.

After that, he could only barely maintain the survival of life during the day, and he said that he could go back to the Nether to recover by quickly cleaning up these boys, and he didn't want to capsize in the gutter now, so that this little bastard would break the ribs of the army, and it seemed that he would punch again.

And now the birch road collapsed first for some reason, and when it reached the critical value, he could no longer lock these people.

"Lord of the Castle!" A shout of gravity recalled the hope in Du Ling's heart.

"Quick! Help ......"

Cheng Wulin's second punch slammed into Du Ling's face with endless anger.

He felt his jaw be completely dislocated and said, "Help me!" He was shattered in his mouth and swallowed back.

In the angry shouts of Li Xiaoying and Li Jianing, Du Ling himself flew out as if he had beaten Cheng Wulin before.

Li Jianing shouted and rushed towards Du Ling, while Li Xiaoying slowly turned her head and looked at Cheng Wulin who was covered in black with sharp eyes.

"You're a little ...... Child! ”

She clenched her hands weakly, and hundreds of large and small green thorny seeds suddenly appeared in the collapsing sky.

"Look at the old lady who can't kill you!" She roared angrily, waving her hand and pointing at Cheng Wulin.

Yet nothing happened. All the seeds were motionless, and they didn't smash into the motionless Cheng Wulin because of her command.

"What's going on......"

When she was surprised, she suddenly realized that she couldn't move her feet.

Tiny icicles dangled from his red heels, freezing her feet to the ground.

The temperature of the air dropped dramatically, and the familiar sensation made her scream.

"Frost King!"