The sharp white light slashed down, instantly cutting off the black and purple qi, scorching and shattering it!

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the black purple demonic qi was swallowed by the pale white light and was wiped out!

The icy cold swept in, with ten thousand years of freezing, eternal rage!

It's like the breath of extreme cold from purgatory, which will freeze the creatures of heaven and earth!

Yuanqu shuddered.

Warcraft, when he reaches his level, he won't easily feel cold.

But, at this moment!

This cold, deep into the bone marrow! As if to extract all his temperature, it seems that in the next moment, he will turn into a snowy ice sculpture!

"Sassy ......"

However, when the white-clothed hunter, the cold wind blowing, and the figure of a god appeared in front of him, he understood what the cold from the abyss was.

The awe-inspiring mountains and rivers are moonlit, and the wooden bells of the cold palace are shaking.

The north of the Hanhai Sea is dark, and the wind is the Cangjiang River.

There was no wind as it passed.

There is no soul everywhere.

Flowers bloom for hundreds of generations, and ice lotus blooms.

His face was like frost and snow, and his beautiful eyes that were once overflowing with starlight were now frozen in frost; The smile of the breeze and clouds also froze into frost.

It seems that the frost and snow of ten thousand years will not melt for ten thousand years.

Cold, bone-chilling.

He approached slowly, with coldness and coercion with every step.

"Smack!"

Yuanqu couldn't help kneeling, cold sweat on his face.

Looking at those dead eyes, his heart trembled.

It's scary......

I have never seen such a terrible pair of eyes, as if everything is in the eyes, and everything is frozen again.

The cold eyes swept towards him, giving him a shudder in his soul!

"Where's Xiaohu?" The indifferent and ethereal voice slowly spit out, as if spitting out a trace of clouds, and as if swallowing an inch of frost and snow.

"I ......" he didn't know what was wrong with him.

Yuanqu's heart trembled, in front of this person, he only had to bow his head! Bow down to the subordinate!

"Hey," at this time, an intoxicating voice sounded, and Hei Zi's big palm was raised, "In front of me, the person who deceived me, heh, Mo Li, after so many years, you are still like this." ”

The cold eyes stared at him deadly, and then, the corners of Gui Li's mouth hooked up a cold smile.

"It's still a demon spirit with a bit of origin, with a bit of memory...... However, it is only a defective product. Gui Li said with a sneer.

"I don't like to hear that." The intoxicating voice laughed, "I'm so handsome, beautiful, and strong, how can I be a defective product?" ”

Intoxicating voices argue impatiently.

"No matter what you do, it's just one - die!"

The icy air flow suddenly distorted the space, and the wind instantly condensed into frost and snow, and in the ice mist, frost flowers flew.

"Hey! Whatever you say, just fight! We haven't caught up yet! ”

The behemoth shouted anxiously.

However, Gui Li completely ignored it.

In his eyes, there was only frost and snow, only ice!

Only - silence!

"Damn! How dare you cut off my head! ”

"Did I shave such a beautiful head for you? You Mo Li, who has suffered a thousand cuts! The behemoth was furious, scurrying out of the frost and snow's attack.

However, flakes of ice swirled around him, forming a huge storm, whirling and whirling, blocking all his life.

They wanted to wipe him out on the spot!

"You kill it, you go with it."

The cold voice echoed in my ears, penetrating the ice and snow, but penetrating the cold.

"You Mo Li, who kills a thousand knives! Let's be ruthless! We're ......."

However, he was constantly swallowed by snow and ice.

At this moment, all his spells and attacks were completely ineffective, and he was in Gui Li's hands, just like Xiaoxiao who was crushed by him!

"Poof!"

In just a few breaths, the behemoth was cut into black and purple flying ashes, and even the void passage was wiped out!

"Mo Li who killed a thousand knives...... Someday, I'll make you look good! ”

……

……

Frost and snow are frozen, lonely souls.

In the middle of summer this year, there was a heavy snowfall in the south.

One after another, March does not stop.

Snow falls in March.

It is as if all the blood is to be buried, and all the sins to be covered.

But the people who are lost can never come back......