The conversation between the two laughed and groaned, without a trace of fireworks, but the air was filled with a murderous aura, cold and biting. In this atmosphere, no one could approach except the two of them, and even in the temple of the Ice Lord God, those attendants and maids were silently annihilated in the snow, all of them in ashes.

The silent annihilation of those attendants and maids in the main temple did not move Mo Lin's expression for half a minute, and the same was true of the main god of ice, and even the smile on his face was brighter and more bewitching.

This is spiritual power, the strength of the Ice Lord God is beyond Mo Lin's expectations, and he actually has a strong spiritual power, which seems to be no worse than his Mysterian mage who focuses on spiritual power cultivation.

It is very different from the world of Ultron, where almost all creatures cultivate the physical body and the power of the bloodline.

Looking at the bewitching Ice Lord God, Mo Lin's pupils shrank slightly, and his expression was a little solemn. In the Ice Lord God, he smelled a dangerous aura.

You must know that with his current physical body evolving four times and stepping into the ranks of the fourth order, plus advancing to the arcane mage with the power of the eight-line fusion mystery, his strength is enough to stand at the peak of the fourth order.

Whether it is a fourth-order transcendent creature or a fourth-order arcane mage, most of them, he can sweep.

However, the ice lord god made him feel the threat of life, although it was very faint, but it was enough for Mo Lin to pay attention to it and be afraid of it.

In the battle of life and death, who wins and who loses, there are too many factors that affect it, and it is not that whoever is strong can live.

There are countless cases of the strong dying at the hands of the weak, and the boat capsizing in the gutter.

However, fear is fear, but Morin has no idea of taking a step back. The strength has reached this point, if he wants to go further, it is not possible to tread on the spot, he needs to go out, to be exact, he needs to grasp the strong people like the Ice Lord God alive, and analyze the power of their bloodlines, so as to improve the power of his bloodline, improve the power of the mysteries of each system, and finally achieve the purpose of improving the power of the eight systems to fuse the mysteries.

Once you retire today, your life is safe, but if you want to maintain your advantage and make progress all the time, you have no momentum.

If you are one step behind, you will be one step behind.

Morin must not tolerate himself, like everyone else, wasting hundreds of years in vain to find the so-called opportunity, all the opportunities to break through the bottleneck.

That's someone else's way, not his way.

His path has always been, the plundering of all kinds of knowledge in order to maintain a strong momentum of progress.

As early as after he used the data chip to deduce the spell model, in order to advance to the official mage and embark on the path of the mage.

He had no way out, let alone stopped where he was.

Once stopped, the lead he held was lost!

This battle is very important to himself, and Morin must not tolerate himself and retreat again.

He must win this battle!

Not only did he have to win, but he also had to hurry up and capture the Ice Lord God alive, which was in line with his goal in this battle.

Morin's inner activity seems to be very long, but it is actually a matter of the blink of an eye. The smell of death, the strong enemy, made Morin's blood, begin to heat up, begin to boil, and begin to burn!

A high-spirited battle spirit arose from his chest, a pair of eyes, sharp as a sword, and with a hint of greed, stared at the wonderful and lazy figure in the depths of the main temple-the main god of ice.

"You're jealous of me. ”

The Ice Lord God's tone was affirmative, full of confidence, and what she said was like the truth, and people could not have a trace of doubt. On her glamorous and amazing face, a thrilling smile flashed, she didn't know any charm, but it was more powerful than any charm in the world, and her stunning face made Merlin subconsciously think of his wife Helena.

Remembered the first night with Helena.....

And the goddess of ice in front of him seems to be Helena, who was allowed to be harvested by him that night.

"It's a pity, you're not her!" Mo Lin shook his head, his face became colder and colder, and the killing intent became stronger and stronger, and he said in a sarcastic tone: "Even if you turn into a human form, even if you are beautiful and amazing, you are not a real person after all!"

The main god of ice, the half-virtual and half-real body, was undoubtedly revealed under his vicious gaze. This is a magical creature, the body is a piece of ice pith that is extremely cold, and it is impossible for a piece of ice pith to give birth to wisdom and turn into life.

However, for some reason, a drop of strong man's blood, which is full of ice mysteries, dripped on this ice pith.

Like the finishing touch, this drop of strong blood, which is full of the mysterious power of ice, magically fused with the ice pith, and finally fused into one.

To be precise, the main body of the Ice Lord God devoured the blood of a strong man full of ice mysteries, thus giving birth to consciousness, possessing wisdom, and finally becoming a living body.

This kind of life form is not a descendant of an innate deity, a descendant of an innate deity, but a magical life between a congenital deity and an acquired deity.

It is by some kind of coincidence that consciousness is born, wisdom is born, and thus becomes life.

Once born, wield super power.

But precisely because success is also the blood of the strong, and defeat is also the blood of the strong, once the icy mystery of the strong man's blood swallows up the void, there is no room for further progress.

If you want to go further, you need to continue to devour the blood of the stronger and stronger.

Therefore, regardless of the Ice Lord God, he has lived for hundreds or thousands of years, but he is still standing still, and his strength has not advanced by half an inch.

Innate gave him great strength, but it was precisely because of his innate limitations that he lost the ability to break through to a higher realm.

Looking at the Ice Lord God, Mo Lin was not like looking at a peerless and amazing beauty, but was amazed in his heart, the magic of natural creation.

Under all kinds of coincidences, all kinds of strange and even unimaginable lives are born.

This kind of life is very rare, and rare means precious.

At this moment, in Mo Lin's eyes, the Ice Lord God was an extremely precious treasure.

Every piece of flesh and blood, every drop of blood, even a single hair, on her body is of great value for research.

From her, Mo Lin could imagine that his ice bloodline and ice mysteries would be greatly improved!

This kind of improvement, for him, can be said to be, rocket-like speed.

What is useful to himself and can improve his strength, Morin is greedy. In the deep and plain eyes, a greedy divine light began to emanate.

This kind of greedy eyes made the Lord of Cold Ice very disgusted, and deep down, there was a trace of fear.

She was peerless, beautiful and stunningly beautiful, and she was accustomed to seeing the world's greed for her body, but she had never seen such a greedy gaze from Morin.

Looking at her, it was like seeing the most delicious food in the world, the most exotic treasure, and I wanted to take it for myself.

This is more terrifying than Sen Ran's killing intent!

"You are indeed a human awakened person, a human demon!" the Ice Lord God snorted, shook his head and frowned, "I don't like your gaze!"