Bang....

The two weapons intersected again, and a huge force came out of the trident,

Li Daring's face was painful, he couldn't withstand such a heavy pressure anymore, and his body fell to the ground violently.

Just when everyone thought he was going to lose, suddenly there was a loud noise.

Divine......

The stench came, and white smoke rose up, immediately enveloping the surroundings, and from a distance, it seemed as if a faint layer of mist had risen in the mountains and forests.

"Damn.... What the... If you can't beat it, you fart..."

"This stinks... No, run. ”

"Running poison ....."

Somebody shouted, and the players scattered and fled, giving way to an area the size of a basketball court, and the smell was slightly better.

Even so, there are still many players whose status has become poisoned, and the damage value is constantly floating out of their heads.

"This fart is really powerful, I didn't see it, Li Daring still hides such a killing move."

"Haha.... You guess that's what the yaksha looks like. ”

"Then you don't need to ask, you must have been poisoned... Look at the top of my head, the amount of blood is still decreasing. ”

"Uh.... I don't think this has to do with Li Daring, maybe it has a lot to do with the pill he devoured. ”

Half an hour later.... The fog cleared, and everyone could see the situation clearly.

Unsurprisingly, the Night Soldier was dead, and Li Daring was digging a hole in the ground with a shovel in his hand.

"Let's go help him."

Some players proposed, and then several players came out one after another to help Li Daring dig a pit together.

After the pit was dug up, everyone slowly put the corpse of the Night Soldier inside, and then began to fill in the earth.

In the end, a small grave bag was erected, and a tombstone bought from the mall was inserted, and suddenly a small roadside tomb was formed.

"Brother, I'm sorry, but in the end I won.... You're having a good time over there, I'll think of you. ”

Li Daring originally wanted to bury the Night Soldier in Pulao Village, but decided to respect his own last opinion and die in his own home.

The players watched this scene silently, no one spoke much, and some people had already begun to pray silently.

Everyone seems to have their own views on life and death.

It's hard to explain clearly, it can only be said that everyone's experience is destined to make him a different person and have different habits.

While the players were busy making sacrifices, none of them noticed that in the canopy behind them, the phantoms of thirteen yaksha quietly appeared.

"What are they doing?"

"It seems to be a dead person, worshipping, maybe some important person is dead."

"I sensed that it wasn't their people who died." The thirteenth Nakshatra shook his head slightly: "It is our people who are dead, and they are paying tribute to our people. “

"Oh? So interesting? Another Mahanakshatra went on to say, "For the sake of their sympathy for their opponents, we will fight quickly and make them suffer less." ”

The rest nodded their heads.

Thirteen Shades descended from the tree in turn and stood around the player, sitting cross-legged on the ground, their hands pinching the knots to form a circle.

An extremely cold aura erupted from the bodies of these thirteen people, enveloping all the players.

"So cold so suddenly?" A player clasped his hands on his shoulders and shook his body twice.

"Haha, is your body too weak, we have adjusted the pain to the minimum, and now even if we throw you to the iceberg, we won't feel cold."

"Don't make a fuss, I'm kind and feel a little cold...."

"Hey, look at the top of your head, it's being attacked."

Countless players have noticed that the damage value of -1 and -2 is constantly displayed above their heads.

It's not a big number, but it's not fast.

In this way, it seems that after a while, everyone may be consumed here alive.

"What's going on?"

"All the members of the War Song Guild, disperse immediately."

Xu Xun reflected first, beckoned his subordinates, and scattered in all directions, checking the surrounding environment.

Soon, someone found a dozen remnant souls sitting not far away.

They tried to attack the Yakshas, who were sitting cross-legged, only to find that no matter what they attacked, they were blocked.

It felt like an invisible shield appeared in front of my eyes.

Someone tried to get out, but was still blocked.

"Hehe, a group of ants, give up struggling, this is the Yin Soul Array of my Yaksha clan, unless you are a master at the Spirit Emperor level, don't want to take a step."

The thirteenth Great Yaksha said coldly, his tone full of mockery.

"Don't listen to him, everyone, spread out, and attack this layer of shield collectively, there are many of us, I don't believe that a few of them can be stopped."

Players received the order and immediately ran to the front of the barrier, using all their strength to attack the invisible shield in front of them.

But no matter how they attacked, it was like a hammer smashing into cotton.

Not only can't you recruit power, but you don't even know if you hit it.

"Hmph, this is the formation that our thirteen Great Yaksha have jointly laid out, and you ants also want to break it?"

The thirteen Yaksha sneered, changed their positions again, and chanted in a low voice.

The voice was like a ghost crying, like a wolf howling, more like a life-urging song that sounded from the nine shadows, and the people who listened to it were very anxious.

The temperature in the protective shield dropped on the ground, and the bodies of the outermost circle of players had gradually begun to freeze, forming humanoid ice sculptures.

What's even more terrifying is that

This kind of cold is actually from the inside out, and although the adjustment of pain can relieve some pain, it is still unbearable for many players.

Some people even want to commit suicide, but they can't even move.

I can only watch my HP continue to decline, and finally the interface turns gray, which can be regarded as the end of the game completely.

"Back to defense.... Gather together, everyone, away from the edge of the ice cover. Xu Xun was the first to see that something was wrong.

Under his command, all the players were very cooperatively huddled together, and their bodies snuggled up to each other, resisting the sudden cold.

In the center of the player, Wang Xin, An Heping, Xu Xun, Yin Cha and other union leaders sat together and discussed the next way.

"If this continues, everyone will freeze to death, what should I do?"

"The temperature is still dropping, and staying in the center is just delaying death, we have to come up with a way, otherwise the whole army will really be wiped out today."

"I can't get out and I can't get out, I can't beat it, what else can I do, it's really not good, let's commit suicide collectively, so that we can suffer less crimes, and after three hours, we can kill again."

"You can't commit suicide, the game has a rule, and suicide has a chance to drop the equipment on your body, and a certain amount of things in the warehouse."

After discussing for a long time, everyone failed to come up with a result.

Players die almost every second, and most of them are low-level players.

They have the least amount of blood and the least resistance to freezing.

At this critical juncture, Du Min looked at Li Daring beside him and asked tentatively:

"Daring, you... Can you still put it? ”