Hundreds of years ago, Rodriguez was defeated in that great battle, his body was destroyed, and only his soul absconded back into the hands he had prepared, and survived. *With* Dream *Small* Say .lā

But at that time, Rodriguez did not dare to appear in the eyes of the world.

The former Privy Counsellor of the Dead overwhelmed me and founded the realm of the undead, naturally there were countless enemies, and those enemies could only humbly hide their anger in the face of Rodriguez, who was the Privy Counsellor of the Dead, but when he had become a dragon bone lich, it was not enough to be the enemy of the world.

What's more, he offended an existence with a promising future and was about to become a saint.

So he crossed north alone, came to the far north, and lurked in silence.

At that time, he came to this valley and saw the mountains that lay in front of him, and he was as proud as he was, and he did not want to lift his feet, so he looked at the glacier and said a word slowly.

"Open."

So the whole glacier parted ways towards him.

So he went in peace, and never went out of that valley again.

Now, hundreds of years later, he finally decides to get out of the valley again, only to find that in the ice gorge he once opened, a few small ants are entrenched, eager to challenge his dignity.

So he gave the ants a chance to prove themselves.

But as things progressed, he gradually discovered that those ants were actually more powerful than ants, so he became more interested.

So he said the word "open" again.

On the ice gorge, everyone from the Friends Society was carrying out emergency treatment for Shi Feng at the end of summer.

Lan Che's Holy Light Praise, as well as the top-level potions from the Oss royal family, such a high-end treatment method could only keep Shi Feng's life fluctuations, and he couldn't even wake him up from his coma.

None of the people present could have imagined how he had made the glacier move again in such a short period of time under the circumstances of Fang Cai, so that Rodriguez had to break his promise and come to the rescue himself.

It's just that the unconscious boy can't explain to them what exactly happened.

The entire lobe of the lung was almost torn apart, and Zhihai, who was the root of the magician, was severely damaged, severely unconscious, and his magic power was exhausted, such a serious injury could have been sentenced to death, and only the reserves of the friends at the end of the summer could pull him back from the ghost gate.

Just as everyone was working on the next step of emergency treatment, they felt the rumbling of the ice gorge beneath their feet.

Forced, everyone rose into the air, Shi Feng was carried by the Third Highness, moved to the safest side, Ge Sheng looked at his feet, couldn't help but be silent and shocked to the extreme.

The ice gap is moving.

They continue to separate towards the ends.

Ao Xuehua stood in the middle of the ice gorge, looking expressionlessly at the rocks that rolled down from time to time around her, and occasionally there were stones that could threaten her, so she calmly slashed them with her sword.

The rumbling sound was like thunder roaring from the inside of the mountain, and it seemed that countless rock formations had been squeezed and the mountain was deformed.

Ao Xuehua stood in the air for a long time, and only then did she smile slightly until there was no sound on either side.

"It's Rodriguez."

She was standing in the middle of two huge mountain ranges.

The two mountains were a hundred feet apart, enough for a hundred cavalry to march side by side.

Rodriguez stood there and said with a smile, "Have you ever been satisfied." ”

Mo Xiaojing slowly fell from the sky, stood beside Ao Xuehua, and said with a slight smile: "Very satisfied, thank you to Privy Secret." ”

Ge Sheng couldn't help but shake his head when he looked at these two people who could still laugh out loud at this scene.

"It's them."

Rodriguez laughed, "I'll give you an hour to think about whether to continue the fight or run away." ”

Mo Xiaojing shook his head: "Why do you want to run away?" ”

It was already early in the morning, and although there was no trace of sunlight in sight, there was already a gray light slowly falling from the sky, and the tall and inhuman figure of Rodriguez could be seen in the distance.

"Why fight? The Ice Gap is no longer there. ”

Mo Xiaojing smiled, then pointed to his feet.

"To fight or not to fight, the gorge is here."

"Why don't you understand?"

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Although Mo Xiaojing made such a handsome declaration, the situation of the Friends Society at the end of summer was the most critical since its inception.

His Royal Highness was already exhausted and unable to exert his full strength, Shi Feng was already seriously injured and unconscious, Ziquan ran away for help, and the three top combat forces lost their ability to participate in the battle at the same time, in addition to subtracting members like Senior Zhou Xi and Ye Qing who had no actual combat ability.

In this way, only Ao Xuehua, Mo Xiaojing, and Qixia are the three bosses who can fight at this time, and the rest of Lan Che can only be used as an auxiliary person at best, and Ge Sheng only has one Heavenly Dao Sword that can be counted in combat power.

It's just that Mo Xiaojing Qixia may still have most of his strength left at this time due to his tactics, but Ao Xuehua covered Shi Feng's actions, and the consequence of deploying the Heavenly Dao Sword with all his strength was that the follow-up was weak, and it was hard to imagine how much strength the president still had to fight.

And the most important thing is that the real main battle faction is strictly speaking, only Ao Xuehua, whose strength has been greatly reduced at this time, if it were not for Mo Xiaojing's tough declaration, the Friends Society at the end of summer at this time would probably be discussing the retreat.

After all - Rodriguez proved that he did not keep his oath.

Even if it's a vow that is forced to break.

Although it is still impossible to know that Rodriguez is still in a cat-and-mouse mentality to face everyone, this is the only opportunity they can seize.

But there is one thing that cannot be changed.

A cat is always a cat.

A rat will always be a rat.

The cat plays the mouse.

It's always meant to be eaten.

Therefore, the combat meeting of only five people was held extremely short and swift at this time.

Because there is only one core of the meeting.

Attack, and then retreat.

Rodriguez has proven that he is not prepared to keep his word at all, so it would be incredibly foolish to engage in a rule-based fight with him, but on the other hand, there are enough trump cards in the hands of his friends at the end of the summer to inflict enough damage, and if he just flees without a fight, all those previous efforts will be wasted.

Ziquan should have reached Tianlan City at this time, and the support of the Tianlan City Lord was also expected.

The only pity is that those small villages behind them, at the end of summer, their friends have no ability to protect them.

When you decide, the hourly recuperation time offered by Rodriguez is fleeting.

So when the battle came, the five people who were still able to exert their combat power stood side by side, even if the number of people was more than double that of before, but in the face of such a wide battlefield, everything seemed to be a drop in the bucket.

The only difference is that there is no trace of fear on their faces.

"Here we go." Ao Xuehua smiled slightly.

In the distance of them, countless white demonic beasts began to gallop, surging forward as if a white torrent was coming.

Ao Xuehua stretched out her index finger, which was as white as a green onion, compared to a finger gun, and gently fired the first shot at the community of demonic beasts.

A scarlet flower slowly opened in the herd, and flesh and blood scattered.

Ao Xuehua nodded in satisfaction, and then her right hand began to connect the dots as fast as possible, like a woodpecker that pecked quickly.

And in front of her, in an instant, a sea of blood-colored flowers bloomed.