Chapter Eighty-Three: The Grip of Ice

There was a disgusting stench coming from the thick layer of rotting leaves, but the purple flowers on the tops of the tall trees around them were in full bloom.

Song Ziyang looked at the surrounding environment and this fierce beast that was very similar to the stone statue, and thought thoughtfully.

The natural array formed by the seventy-two holes of the stars and moons, in the battle between himself and Cheng Fan, inadvertently fully activated it, and he was already in the illusion.

Aren't the tall trees around here the same low bushes that used to be?

So, this beast that looks extremely fierce, is the stone statue from before coming back to life?

But it doesn't look like it, because it's too weak. In his perception, the realm of this fierce desolate beast in front of him was about the same as that of the Qimen monk in the second realm, and it did not have the momentum of the stone statue to look at everything.

Also, where did Cheng Fan go?

Small karst caves are magnified in this environment, and then they are further away from each other?

If this is the case, then in fact, the distance between each other, which is definitely not too far, will be in this jungle.

In his mind, these thoughts flashed in an instant, his brows furrowed, and he thought secretly in his heart.

He completely released his divine sense, but found that in this illusory realm, it was also very suppressed, not much different from the previous in the cave, and he could only detect a small part of the surrounding area.

"Roar!"

At this moment, this fierce desolate beast roared and pounced towards Song Ziyang.

His expression remained unchanged, and with a wave of his hand, a flame burst charm was cast, and a huge fireball flew out and slammed into the beast.

Rumble!

The fireball bursts, creating a great deal of power.

But the beast only took two steps back, and then rushed forward again, four paws running on the ground, raising two front paws to attack.

The pair of wings on its back kept flapping, making its speed extremely fast, like a glimpse of light, and it rushed to Song Ziyang's approach in the blink of an eye.

"Huh?"

He was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this nameless beast to be so resistant to flames.

But his reaction was also extremely fast, with a wave of his hands, a spirit rune was thrown, and the terrifying power of yin and yang exploded, pouring into it, and it was cast in an instant.

Kaiyuan Holy Talisman!

In an instant, a golden shield formed in front of him.

At the same time, his entire body was shrouded in a layer of misty light.

Boom!

The giant claws slammed into the shield with a deafening sound.

He only felt an unparalleled force rushing over, and his body kicked backwards and retreated a dozen paces, almost falling to the ground.

And the moment they collided with each other, the nameless beast's fangs opened, and a thick stream of fiery magma erupted from its mouth.

The fire lava is reddish-brown in color, but it is also mixed with purple stars, which is obviously violently toxic.

Before the fire lava had fallen on him, it was blocked by the misty light.

Zizi ......

The misty light was corroded and crumbling, making a loud noise, but it never melted through.

The Kaiyuan Holy Rune's defensive ability is second to none among the spirit runes of the same level, and if you change to other spirit runes, you may have been soaked in fire magma.

And the fiery magma fell to the ground, instantly rotting the rotting leaf layer into a huge hole.

And it also spread into the distance, emitting bursts of cyan smoke, and the foul smell was even stronger, unbearable.

"What a power!"

Song Ziyang's face was solemn.

After taking the Jiaolong Red Blood Pill, his current strength can be regarded as extremely powerful, far surpassing ordinary Yin-Yang Warlocks, and directly chasing the martial arts of the Bingmen.

But even so, the power of this nameless desolate beast, he was almost unbearable.

"Hurry!"

With a wave of his hand, a spirit rune flew out of his cuff, and then spontaneously combusted without wind.

Immediately afterward, an armor-clad god will appear, holding a nine-ring machete in his hand, and shouting loudly: "Bah!"

Then he slashed at the nameless beast.

Golden Armor!

After the golden armor talisman was released, he didn't stop at all, the essence in his eyes flashed, and he waved a spirit talisman again.

The hands frantically played out one seal after another, and at the same time operated the exercises, and the terrifying power of yin and yang frantically poured into the spirit runes.

Swish!

An arm-thick ice arrow manifested.

On the ice arrow, there were countless runes flowing, flashing with a cold light.

The moment it appeared, it was already in front of the nameless beast.

Fourth-level spirit rune, Ice Grip!

He couldn't remember who he had gotten the fourth-level spirit rune from, but its power was comparable to the ice arrows fired from the Momen War Giant Crossbow.

Although this Ice Grip and the Ice Token are both Ice Arrows, their power is very different.

One is a single outburst and the other is a group attack.

With the formation of the Ice Grip, the temperature around it dropped sharply, and a layer of frost quickly formed on top of the rotting leaf layer on the ground.

The two spirit runes in a row consumed his yin and yang power almost instantly.

His sickly face was a little pale, but his eyes were brighter.

And at this time, the sword of the golden armor god general can also be chopped.

The nameless beast didn't even dodge, and was directly split by this golden armor god on the thick hard shell on its back.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the hard shell revealed a shallow white mark, but other than that, it didn't cause any damage to the nameless beast.

It raised its claws and easily knocked the golden-armored god apart.

And as its claws were raised, the position of its chest was revealed.

At this moment, it happened that the cold ice arrow shot straight at it and slammed it into its heart.

Burst!

Rumble!

"Roarβ€”"

After the ice arrow was inserted into it, it exploded with a bang.

The nameless beast, which was almost identical to the stone statue, let out a terrible roar.

But it came to an abrupt end in an instant.

This terrifying force actually blew its body to pieces.

"Hoo ......"

Song Ziyang let out a long sigh of relief, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"This nameless beast is good at strength and speed, strong defense, especially enough immunity to flames, relying on the body to fight, the only magic that can be used is to spit out fire magma. ”

"Obviously, then, its defense against ice will be much worse. ”

"Sure enough, the golden armor god will be lured, and the ice grip will kill!"

This battle, link by link, is under his control.

"This nameless desolate beast should be just a projection of that stone statue, not a real ancient barbarian beast, otherwise I might be killed in an instant with a single face!"

He thought to himself, "If that's the case, then I'm sure I'll encounter such a desolate beast again!"

Thinking so, he turned to leave.

But suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw something shiny inside the shattered corpse of the beast.

He stared at it, walked over, reached out and picked it up from the ground, wiped the blood from it, and saw a sign with a strange pattern engraved on it.