Isn't Bai Tang on the battlefield of life and death? Why does he think the style of painting is not quite right?!

The painting style of the aunt and uncle is a little crooked, but the painting style of the person who can control the ice has not been crooked. His eyes shrank slightly, and the ice thorns behind him were like weeds that frantically wound along the ground.

"Oh, this little cub doesn't listen to persuasion, oh yo, my old waist!"

"It's not safe to live when you're dead, hey, it's too early to understand it, rebellion is what you want to create, you want to create what you can build, the country that"

"Click"

The old man and the old lady were busy with broken ice while busy thinking about it, but despite this, it was still very embarrassing.

The familiar woman seemed to be exhausted, and the speed of dodging gradually slowed down, and the long black dress was tattered, revealing white and tender skin.

Bai Tang clasped a talisman in his hand, glanced at the open space on the other side, and silently disliked the turtle speed of Yu Jiu.

It's clearly a ghost, but it's more timid than a human, and I don't know why I've been in the ghost world for so long!

The uncles and aunts below no longer had time to break their thoughts, and hundreds of ice spikes began to rise from the ground again, and even a number of sharp ice spikes appeared in the air from time to time, specifically poking at people's death holes.

In a few moments, two more cultivators were pierced through their chests by the ice thorns, and the blood was particularly conspicuous on the white ice crystals.

The situation on the field was already extremely critical, the woman in a long black dress had been cornered by the ice thorns on all sides, her palm-sized face was frozen blue from the rapidly dropping temperature, and her legs were already dripping with blood, and she used her spiritual power to shatter the ice spikes that stretched out in front of her.

The situation of those uncles and aunts is also very bad, and a few of them have been entangled in ice.

Bai Tang tightly clung to the roof under him, his eyes were fixed on the field, seeing that those sharp spikes were about to tear everyone present to pieces, he scolded a swear word in his heart, and the whole Dapeng jumped down from the roof like wings, and the Yin Qi Sword that was ten meters long and about three meters wide suddenly slashed down from the air and smashed heavily into the man who controlled the ice. He himself leaped up to the woman in the black dress, smashed a new round of ice spikes in front of her with a punch, and whispered, "Run!" ”

I only heard a "boom" in my ears, and the giant sword was pressed into the air by dense ice thorns, and a pair of cold and cool eyes stabbed at Bai Tang accurately through the gap between the ice thorns.

Bai Tang's back was cold, and the terrifying feeling that had not appeared for a long time suddenly crept into his heart.

Without a moment's delay, he pounced on the cultivators who were trapped in the ice and helped them chisel the ice with the Yin Qi Knife, and there was only one word in his heart - fast.

He could already feel the shaky Yin Qi Sword, and before he could react, the Yin Qi Sword shattered, and a large amount of Yin Qi filled the entire space.

Bai Tang was hit hard, his qi and blood surged, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

Ice spikes swelled up on the ice again, and they attacked Bai Tang frantically, and the uncle who repaired the pipe was still tapping the ice under his feet with a dry tobacco pot.

Aunt Zhang Cuihua of the neighborhood committee Aunt Zhang's lower body was frozen and solid, Bai Tang just came to her side, that

Auntie's upper body was also covered with a thick layer of ice.

The ice spikes behind the man disappeared suddenly, but they instantly grew under Bai Tang's feet, like gophers that kept rising.

"Your Excellency!" Yu Jiu's voice suddenly sounded in the distance, and Bai Tang's figure, who was being chased by the ice spikes, suddenly stopped, and suddenly waved his hand against the group of ice spikes that were pressed by the mountains and seas, and a thick black yin qi leaked out from his palm, forming the sharpest two-meter long hammer, which smashed on the group of ice thorns.

Ice chips flew wildly, and the ice spikes stopped for a moment.

"Let's go!"

Bai Tang's light and urgent voice burst out from his mouth, only to see that he slammed the crimson talisman in his hand on the ground, a red flame leaked out between his palms, and the sky suddenly sounded with a rumbling thunder, and in the blink of an eye, a black thunderbolt with the thickness of an arm accurately slashed on the ice, and immediately split countless cracks on the ice surface.

A cylindrical icicle rose from under Xin Rong's feet, rising high into the air like crazy grass, and countless swirling ice spikes floated around his body, like his sharp armor.

His expression did not move, but the ice spikes seemed to catch the will of their master, and shot from the sky like a storm towards the most cheerful people who were jumping on the field.

At the same time, an icicle that swirled and swirled like a water dragon pierced through the air, and suddenly broke into the battlefield with the hiss of the air, and from the most tricky angle, it also attacked the person who was blocking thousands of ice spikes with a black yin qi barrier at a speed that was impossible to dodge.

I don't know why, I always feel that the flesh of that person will be extraordinarily sweet, and the moment the blood on his arm gushes out of the skin, the devouring evolutionary instinct that he has not had for a long time awakens, clamoring to devour.

Xin Rong's face was still flat, seemingly calm and indifferent, but there was already a storm in his heart—the young man with three scars on his face had a fatal attraction to them, who had evolved to the fourth order.

It's no wonder that he suddenly felt the anxiety of those third-order ordinary breeds and second-order inferior breeds, and almost uncontrollably wanted to pounce on them.

Either way, grab it first and eat it slowly.

Xin Rong made up his mind, and the deterrent power of the low-level living dead suddenly converged, and the ordinary and inferior species that were still crawling around suddenly swarmed up from the hiding place, and the ordinary species were still a little sensible, not fighting like a beast, but hiding behind the inferior population and waiting for an opportunity, those inferior living dead who were dirty and stained with blood ran frantically on the ground, and ran on all fours when they slipped to the ground, like a group of hungry wolves, only Bai Tang's fat oryx in front of him.

Bai Tang listened to the tinkling sound of the ice thorns in his ears constantly hitting the Yin Qi wall, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of countless black shadows running towards him from not too far away, and instinctively felt that it was not good...... How do you feel like the whole world is watching me? Although I have indeed been handsome again in the past two years, I ask you to take back such enthusiastic eyes! Take it back, take it back, take it back! ”

Although his mouth was still chattering, his fat guts were frightened a little less, but the speed at which he ran away

It's still fast, the mouth hasn't stopped, the body is already ten meters away, only to hear the sound of "boom", several red rune paper drilled out of the cracks in the ice, and instantly burst out of black-red flames.

Yin Fire Talisman, Yu Jiufang took advantage of the chaos to bury it underground.

This thing, burning yin qi, burning all ghosts, and the yin thunder charm is a system of attack charms, it is the ultimate evolution version of the yin exploration charm, born to defeat ghosts and yang, mavericks have no friends! Bai Tang once used this talisman to burn the monster of the living dead, and the effect was very good, now it seems that although it is a yin fire and ghost fire, but the fuel is sufficient, and the temperature of this thing is enough, at least there is no problem with melting ice and boiling water, but there are some sequelae.

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