"Could it be" Yang Long thought of a possibility, picked up his two-handed big sword, and stabbed hard at the flat ground under his feet without aiming.

Ding——

The two-handed greatsword only pierced a few centimeters deep, and was blocked by something as hard as iron, and the sharp blade stabbed into the hard object, making a clear sound of metal impact.

Frowning unconsciously, Yang Long took a few steps back, and after finding a soft soil, he used his two-handed sword as a shovel and single-handed force. An object about 3.5 meters tall and nearly two meters wide jumped out of the earth with a whirl.

Yang Long frowned tightly, took out a water bladder from the space ring, and rinsed the charcoal plaster mud attached to the hard object, revealing the clean and transparent ice cube below.

Through the ice cube that was more than a meter thick, Yang Long could clearly see that in the middle of the ice block, the female troll's body was completely undamaged and motionless.

"Sure enough!" Yang Long carefully perceived for a while, and then said to the ice cube with a smile: "It's really a very good magic, the perception is actually blocked by the ice cube!"

In addition to the magic circle, Yang Long's perceptual power was blocked by a magic for the first time, which made him depressed in his heart, and at the same time, he had a deeper understanding of the strange effect of magic in this world.

"What kind of magic is this?The Flame Explosion Technique doesn't seem to have any effect on it?" Touching the ice surface with his hand, Yang Long didn't feel a bit of cold at all, not at all like the texture that a piece of cold ice could show.

I felt the ninth-order professional who was still a kilometer away, slowly touching like a turtle. Yang Long didn't feel that this piece of cold ice could stop him from killing the adventurers inside.

"But if you want to rely on this kind of magic to escape like this, it's a little too taken for granted, right?" Regardless of whether the other party could hear it or not, Yang Long said to himself: "I'll give you a chance to surrender, as long as you?"

After saying such a short conversation, Yang Long inadvertently glanced at the female adventurer's eyes at this moment, only to find that the other party seemed to have no sense of autonomy at all.

It's like a lifelike but lifeless wax man!

"This is" Yang Long took a moment to wake up and figure out the state of this adventurer: "I have lost consciousness. Is it the same as freezing yourself?"

Tilting his head and thinking for a moment. Yang Longshi released the flames, consuming a layer and a half of magical energy, condensing a small fireball, and then holding the fireball violently with his left hand. Punch the ice cube in front of you.

Poof-

Flames burst out of their hands. And instantly form a sharp cone. It was nailed to the ice with a soft sound like a blade entering the flesh, and the smooth ice began to sink downward.

"Fortunately, this trick can still be used," the joy on Yang Long's face had not yet fully appeared. He froze because of a loud sound, and when he turned his head, he saw the last trace of fire, turning into a wisp of green smoke.

And the huge ice was only a hole less than twenty centimeters deep that had been melted.

"How is this possible" was a little surprised, Yang Long said to himself in disbelief: "Even the flame impact can't work?!"

Fire blast is the name of this magic.

With the highest density of elemental energy that can be controlled at present, it is condensed in the palm of his hand and emitted, not only has an extremely high temperature, but also has the sharpness that can split stones and gold, Yang Long relied on this mutated inheritance secret technique to catch the eighth-order adventurer by surprise and finally defeat it.

But now, this Yang Long's strongest attack method is actually helpless against the coffin-like ice cubes, which really makes Yang Long very puzzled: "This kind of magic is unheard of, is it the adventurer's own magic?"

How could Yang Long be satisfied with such a battle result, after failing to use the Flame Magic, he immediately used various methods to try to break this piece of ice.

Slashing, slashing, and stabbing with a two-handed sword, bombarding with ice magic, throwing ice cubes into the sky in an attempt to shatter them, etc., Yang Long used his imagination to no longer leave a mark on the ice.

If the plain is still burning, then Yang Long may be able to throw this ice cube into the crater or lava lake, eliminating the possibility of the other party escaping after being rescued.

But now in the Elwin Forest, not to mention a volcano, even if it is a slightly undulating ridge, it is very difficult to find, which makes Yang Long anxious and hateful at the same time.

"Can you only retreat? Damn!" Yang Long couldn't help but scolded in a low voice, being escaped by the enemy like this made him feel very unhappy, but he also felt very helpless: "If it wasn't for two battles in a row, how could there be no magic energy?"

Losing the strength of this attacking weapon, and fighting two consecutive battles in a few days, Yang Long had not fully recovered his magic energy in the first place, and it was already very difficult to reluctantly release these magics.

Feeling less than one-tenth of the flame energy in his body, Yang Long waved his fist with some indignation, suppressed the idea of trying to condense the "Flame Impact" again, slapped the mud on his body, and turned around and walked out of the dirt pit.

Since he couldn't handle that piece of ice, he could only choose to evacuate, the depression in his heart made his killing intent increase greatly, and he sensed that he locked on to the ninth-order professional who was still more than eight hundred meters away from him: "Let's take you under the knife!

Walking with his feet standing suddenly, Yang Long raised his left hand as if he remembered something, and a wisp of crimson flame appeared in his palm.

Put your palm in front of your eyes and observe it for a while. Yang Long found that in the flame that seemed to be extinguished as soon as it was blown, there was a black strand as thin as a hair, which swayed from side to side with the flame for a moment before gradually disappearing.

Black Flame, Shadow Flame!

"By the way, I still have this thing!" Yang Long said in surprise, turned around and walked quickly into the dirt pit, came to the ice block, released a ray of flame again, and then carefully stuck it on top of the ice block.

Flutter –

There was no suspense at all, and the flames were extinguished directly due to contact, but Yang Long was not discouraged, but continued to release the flames again and again, and then pasted them on the surface of the ice cubes.

After obtaining the black flame, Yang Long had tried thousands of times, but he could not freely control the black flame, and the appearance time of this black flame was very short, and many times the magic was not formed, and the flame disappeared.

Therefore, in Yang Long's previous battles, this trace of flame did not play any role, but now the situation is special, but it can let him try again and again, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to test the black flame.

After all, from the accounts of the Flame Masters, the Night Flame is a very terrifying flame, and there is basically nothing that can ignore its burning!

The result did not disappoint Yang Long, and after releasing hundreds of flames, he finally seized the opportunity to make contact with the surface of the ice before the black flames could disappear.

Whew—

In the imperceptible cross talk, the ice cubes that can't feel the cold are like butter mixed into boiling water, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, large swaths begin to melt.

In less than three seconds, a large hole at least 20 centimeters deep, nearly half a meter long, and about 40 centimeters wide appeared on the surface of the ice.

At this time, the inconspicuous black flame flickered and finally dissipated into the air.

Hiss –

Seeing such an unexpected effect, Yang Long couldn't help but take a breath of cool air, and secretly felt a little afraid in his heart, if it wasn't for the Shadow Flame, if he was absorbed by his body for some reason during the period of time he was unconscious, he would definitely not even be able to find the ashes now.

"Since this black flame has such an obvious effect, then" Yang Long looked at the adventurer who was still frozen and didn't know what had happened, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he released the flame again and pressed towards the ice.

Perhaps with a certain amount of experience, this time only more than sixty flames were released, and Yang Long successfully made the black flames attach to the ice once again.

In the large stream of melted water, this piece of ice that was originally indestructible was finally completely burned through by the Shadow Flame, and the female adventurer who was sealed in the ice was exposed in front of Yang Long's eyes without any resistance!

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