Chapter Eighty-Five: Snow Monster
The Bingbi scorpion group seemed to be shocked, and they all retreated, with some surprise and fear in their eyes.
Qin Yubin was puzzled, the Ice Scorpion was belligerent by nature, how could it be so easy to back down? They seem to ...... What are you afraid of?
By the way, it's the Ice Emperor's Bracers! Qin Yubin patted his head, almost forgetting that his bracer was made of the body of the Bingbi Emperor Scorpion, the Bingbi Emperor Scorpion was the king of the Bingbi Scorpion, and when he injected spiritual power into the bracer, his breath would be stimulated, just like the emperor of the scorpion, no one dared to offend its majesty.
At this moment, there seemed to be something changing in the scorpion group, and it suddenly became agitated. They quickly turned around, left Qin Yubin, and slipped away in panic. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of ice scorpions disappeared without a trace in the vast ice and snow.
Qin Yubin stood in place, his face solemn. These ice scorpions were not deterred by him, but by another breath, a powerful aura that even he felt palpitations. A group of scorpions went and a trickier character came.
Above the endless glaciers, the wind and snow began to wreak havoc. Qin Yubin felt like a prey being targeted by a falcon, and the inexplicable fear in his heart made him feel extremely depressed and unable to move.
What a terrifying coercion it was, even when facing Gami, he had never had such a strong sense of oppression.
The figure of an old man in white faintly appeared in the sky above, and glanced at Qin Yubin coldly. The old man's long pale hair was scattered behind his back, and the furrows on his cheeks were clearly defined, engraved with the marks of time. He floated in the air with his hands in his hands, his robe fluttering, quite a bit of an ancient fairy.
"Who trespassed in the cold?" The old man's voice was very vicissitudes, like a dead wood that had been old, giving people a mottled feeling of time.
Qin Yubin withstood the strong coercion and looked at the old man with his head held high. He had already guessed the identity of the old man, and Yuyou had told him that there was an old man living in the extremely cold land: Snow Old Monster - Snow Banyan.
"The junior Qin Yubin has seen the snow senior. Qin Yubin bowed his head slightly and said.
"Don't pretend," Xue Rong said indifferently: "Disturb my Pure Land, hurt my spirit beast, and don't give the old man an explanation, you don't want to go back alive." ”
"The juniors are only here to ask for something-" Qin Yubin paused and said, "Nine Heart Begonia." ”
"Heh," Xue Rong let out a strange laugh: "Young man, your courage is really not small." ”
Qin Yubin felt that the aura on Xue Rong's body suddenly increased sharply, and the heavy pressure like a mountain rushed towards his face, making him breathless.
Qin Yubin gritted his teeth, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "In order to save my beloved, I have the courage to plead with my seniors and wish my juniors a helping hand." ”
"Huh, let me help you?" Xue Rong looked down at Qin Yubin, squinted her eyes and stared at his bracers, her tone was a little angry: "This bracer is made from the body of the Bingbi Emperor Scorpion, you have hunted the guardian beasts here, and you dare to come?"
"It's not like that, you listen to me......" The treasure given to him by the Tower of Babel is now used as evidence of his crime of hunting the Polar Guardian Beast. Qin Yubin was about to explain, when a domineering force suddenly pressed on his body, his legs couldn't support it all of a sudden, and he fell to his knees suddenly, his hands were holding on to the ice, and the green tendons on his forehead were abrupt.
This person is so strong! Qin Yubin had no power to resist under his coercion.
"Offending my Pure Land in the Far North, are you guilty?" The voice of the snow banyan is like a majestic mountain, with an invisible majesty in the vicissitudes of life.
"The younger generation has no intention of offending on this trip, just to save the beloved, what is the crime?" Qin Yubin stubbornly raised his head under the huge coercion and said.
"Sophistry!" Xue Rong snorted coldly, raised his right hand and made a virtual press in the air, and in an instant, the color of the heavens and the earth changed. Qin Yubin felt as if his body was about to be torn apart, and a mouthful of crimson blood sprayed on the white ice. In the ice and snow, his internal organs seemed to be burned by the fire, and the pain was unbearable.
"Are you guilty?" Xue Rong's old voice echoed between heaven and earth like a god.
Qin Yubin clenched his fists, stood up trembling in severe pain, spat a mouthful of blood foam, and said word by word: "The junior is not guilty." ”
Xue Rong frowned, and everything around her fell silent.