The frost lord just moved his mind, mobilized the yuan power in his body, and the narrow wound on his chest healed quickly.

This is the endless fate of the Dao.

Who can accept him but the heavens now?

Lian Sansheng was desperate and angry, but the burning battle spirit in his heart did not weaken. She formed a fist with both hands, and there was a burst of random thrashing on the frost lord's body, although it seemed to be out of order, but every punch was full of angry power, and every punch could destroy the mountains and shatter the world.

Unexpectedly, these chaotic fist attacks hit the frost lord without any feedback at all.

The frost lord didn't even frown, just looked at Lian Sansheng mockingly, as if Lian Sansheng was a wild cat with his neck grabbed in his eyes, and he was a fierce tiger, and all the kitten's struggles were useless.

Lian Sansheng was at a loss, and even the arrogant anger gradually weakened with this unresponsive play. How can the anger of the war maniac clan be extinguished? How can it be extinguished? It's simply scarier than death.

But now, punching, kicking, and upside down beings are no longer effective against the Frost Lord.

Lian Sansheng couldn't find any way to fight back.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the frost lord, she is really just a show, and when the curtain ends, she will not even be a play.

Lian Sansheng's movements stopped, and even the red light in her eyes dimmed, and she was disappointed in herself. She always thought that she might die in the fall of the sky, and die in the number of lives, who knew that she was just because she was too good, and she was jealous of the villains, which caused the disaster of killing.

The frost lord held the hand of Lian Sansheng's neck and gradually pressed hard, slowly crushing Lian Sansheng's neck, and the blood vessels bulged on the white neck, looking hideous.

He didn't want to delay time anymore, an old monster like him naturally knew that when he wanted to kill someone, the longer the time dragged on, the worse it would be for him. And he dared to drag it out so much, and even "played" with the cultivation of Lian Sansheng for so long, mainly because he was cautious enough.

When the Frost Lord was following Lian Sansheng, Qiu Ruo, and Thor, he had repeatedly confirmed whether anyone was also following, and he could feel it even if the Dao Fate was endless. If it weren't for the Frost Lord's prudence, he wouldn't have been able to plot against the Wind King in the first place.

Right now, unless Di Tianling suddenly jumped time and space here with the law of the void, no one would be able to rescue Lian Sansheng at all.

Although he didn't need to breathe, he felt the strength in his neck, and he still felt a feeling of suffocation enveloping his whole body, and the blood seemed to stop flowing, but the blood in his neck was beating extremely clearly.

Lian Sansheng couldn't hear any other sounds, only the pulse beating, and the rustling of his brain.

Knock knock - knock knock -

Rustle Rustle –

Chills gradually chill from the neck down, as if in an ice cave.

And the skull above the neck became hot with the beating of the blood, as if some torrent was about to rush out of the seven orifices, and the skull seemed to be about to explode. As a result, the Seven Orifices began to bleed. It was as if there were dense needles, dancing on her face with the sound of "rustling", which hurt and numb.

The darkness spread from her nose, along her scalp to the back of her head, and then eroded into her brain, slowly enveloping her eyes.

Consciousness was a little blurred, and the field of vision began to be eaten away from both sides, until in the end only an outline was left in front of him.

Knock knock - knock knock -

Rustle Rustle –

The frost lord in the silhouette disappeared, and a face that was so familiar to Lian Sansheng that it was carved into his bones appeared.

Qiu Ruomad still had that cynical smile on his face, but he stretched out his palm to her, and the palm of his hand could be known before it touched it, it must be warm and reliable. Lian Sansheng subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand to feel the warmth.

Unexpectedly, before Lian Sansheng's hand was stretched out, the hatred disappeared into the vision that was almost completely eroded. Then a dense bolt of lightning filled the silhouette, and there was a lonely figure in the lightning, and he dragged the blue lightning in his hand, opposing the sky-shattering, colorful thunderfield frenzy, carrying everyone's expectations, striving for the almost non-existent hope.

The vision was finally eroded and fell to a blue lightning bolt, and Lian Sansheng almost fell into darkness.

And at such an instant, the blue lightning suddenly rushed towards Lian Sansheng, slammed into her eyes, and pierced into her brain. Lian Sansheng's originally turbid body sensation instantly felt the pain of the electric shock.

The pain of the electric shock was different from the constant bombardment of the watershed, but more like the blue lightning in her heart, slamming in her brain, reawakening and igniting her sleeping will.

Crackle –

Eventually, blue lightning flashed before my eyes, and the entire field of vision was lit up again.

Lian Sansheng glimpsed the world in the outline, and when she woke up, she saw the frost lord's gloomy killing intent, and wanted to turn into hideous minions with the darkness and tear her apart.

However, in the face of such a will to kill, Lian Sansheng's heart is a different kind of turmoil: how can she let Qiu Ruo be crazy and face the world alone? That man is very good, and he shouldn't be short of friends and family. But he was so affectionate that for so many years, he had been around Lian Sansheng, from looking for him to staying together, he gave up his own socialization. Even if you have friends, you know them through practicing three lives. By his side, there is only one Thor who can't even talk about his thoughts.

If she died, how could she linger in the world?

Thinking of the back of the silhouette of Fang Cai standing in the gaps of thousands of lightning, Lian Sansheng couldn't help but feel distressed and uncomfortable.

She has to live, she has to live.

It's for the hatred, and it's for herself!

The lost brilliance was once again condensed into the eyes of Lian Sansheng.

The Frost Lord watched in amazement as the flowers, which had almost withered, bloomed again. His eyelids jumped slightly, his right hand increased his strength, and his left hand also held it, he wanted to strangle the flower and prevent it from blooming.

A large amount of Yuan Force poured into his hands, and these Yuan Forces were enough to pass through Lian Sansheng's neck, destroying Lian Sansheng's body and mind, and destroying her hidden Dao spirit.

"Don't you know what it means to eat a trench and grow wise?" Lian Sansheng suddenly spoke.

Before the frost lord could react, Lian Sansheng's head and body had already been divided into two halves, no, they were actually three sections.

The frost lord looked at the bloody neck in his hand, and was slightly stunned, because Lian Sansheng's head and body had once again swept away with the thunder and lightning slippery stream. How can this woman think that her neck is the tail of a gecko? Broke his neck again to survive?

The frost lord felt that his face was burning with pain, and the bloody head in his hand had run away again!

"Practice Sansheng, you can't run!" The Frost Lord angrily threw the neck in his hand, and unexpectedly, the neck also floated away along the lightning slipstream.

Lian Sansheng's body scooped up his neck and head, took it to his head, and said expressionlessly: "Thank you for giving me back your neck, otherwise it would be ugly without a neck." ”

Frost Lord: "......"