"Don't, don't go!"

Eater angrily yelled at his people who had lost their minds and rushed towards the demons. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoHe also felt unusually angry about the death of the three elders, but anger does not solve the problem, on the contrary, anger often makes the problem more complicated and intractable.

In fact, at the beginning of the battle, he tried his best to avoid direct combat between his clan and demons, because he did not know whether the demons' fighting style was white-knuckle or demonic warfare. White-knuckle combat is simple and straightforward, and can quickly inflict effective kills, while hex warfare is easier to conserve living forces, test and analyze and develop more effective tactics.

And the death of the three elders strengthened his idea, don't engage in a white-knuckle battle with the demon, even the three elders with extremely strong melee strength were killed by the demon, and also set up two teams with the same super melee strength, if the clansmen are desperate to engage in a white-knuckle battle with the demon, it is tantamount to death. So far, the only way to pin my hope is on the secret technique of the Great Elder, which is also the only effective method. But the clan lost his mind, and his plans were disrupted by the act of rushing towards the demons.

"Come back to me, don't engage in direct combat with her!" he shouted, but his orders didn't seem to work, and the enraged clansmen lost their basic sense of hearing, and rushed madly towards the demons with their broadswords like a tidal wave.

Among these people, most of them are black-armored males. The three elders who are extremely powerful and have good people have always been the idols of many male clansmen, and seeing that the idol in their hearts has been killed, how can they calm down and continue to fight with this strange forest with useless demon arts! Heavy affection is the most talked-about advantage of the Nine Prisons clan, and it is also their biggest shortcoming.

"Huh. Phantom Feather hovered in mid-air, looking at the Nine Hells Clan who were rushing towards her desperately, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"It's time for you to see the true power of the Snow Forest, I haven't used this technique myself, it's really exciting......! Back then, my demon planter used it to kill many demon clans and even holy demons. He's a guy who even gets a headache for the kite!"

Thinking about it, Phantom Feather sealed his hands.

"Snow Forest #Blue Devil #Snow. ”

As soon as the words fell, the blue tornado suddenly fell from the sky, like a giant beast swallowing all the Nine Hells who rushed towards the phantom feather in one breath, and the forest with a radius of two hundred meters was also flooded with blue goose feather snow in an instant.

Snowflakes appeared out of thin air in mid-air, as if pouring down from another time and space, how similar to the Blue Devil Snow in Naraku Town, the same blue, the same weird.

The figure of the phantom feather hovering in the air also gradually disappeared into the blue snow curtain, leaving a string of eerie laughter.

Imperial Nine Prisons#Yunxiao is one of the warriors who entered the Snow Forest, seeing that his most beloved three elders were killed by demons, but he could only use useless witchcraft to engage in a tug-of-war with this strange forest, and his anger almost scorched his soul, so he didn't think about it, released the big sword in the wrist seal, and rushed towards the demon despite the patriarch's obstruction.

There are dozens of angry warriors like him, and the two most proud collars of the Nine Hells are the Moon Slashing Sword and the Nine Hells Pupil, so hand-to-hand white-knuckle combat has always been the preferred combat method of the Nine Hells Clan. Being able to fight the enemy with a great sword and slash the enemy to pieces is the pleasure that the Nine Hells Clan pursues in battle. And the demon battle not only consumes demon power, but also makes it difficult to hit the enemy to cause effective attacks, which is undoubtedly the most disgusting combat method of the Nine Prisons clan.

At the beginning of the battle, the clansmen have been using their own magic to fight against this strange forest, and even half of the demon's hair has not been injured, which undoubtedly makes the clansmen feel extremely aggrieved, and just now, the clansmen's most beloved three elders were brutally killed by the demons, and the clansmen can only watch, and even the rescue is too late, which undoubtedly has become a spark that ignites the anger of the clansmen.

As a result, Yunxiao and dozens of other clansmen rushed towards the demon angrily, no longer paying attention to the patriarch's orders. They were going to use their great swords to slash the demon to pieces and avenge the three elders.

The sudden blue blizzard startled the clouds, and he calmed down, only to find that he felt as if he had entered another world. Stepping on the light blue crystal ice under his feet, the ice surface is as smooth as a mirror, and the virtual image of himself reflected on the ice is also extremely clear, surrounded by empty and lonely ice, at a glance, there are countless themselves on the ice, wearing the same battle armor, holding the same big sword in their hands, the same surprise, the same overwhelmed.

Yunxiao looked up at the sky, and there were countless of them looking up at him, and his unusually pale face was full of doubts.

"It's, it's a world of mirrors. Seeing his face, Yunxiao calmed down instead.

"It should be that blue snowflake like a tornado just now, after devouring itself, it formed a special barrier, separating itself from the clansmen, making it easy to break each one. In that case, I will smash these mirrors and join my people as soon as possible so that we can work together to defeat the demons. ”

Thinking about it, Yunxiao raised the big sword in his hand and wanted to slash at the mirror in front of him, but the next moment, the big sword that was quickly slashed out suddenly stopped in front of the mirror. Because the image of the three elders appeared in the mirror, and at the same time, the appearance of himself in all the mirrors of the sky and the earth in all directions became the image of the three elders.

Yunxiao looked at the three elders in the mirror in surprise, the three elders still maintained the same movement as they rushed out of the forest, looking around with a puzzled face, their messy black hair stained with blood. Blood was constantly flowing from his closed left eye, and his face was crisscrossed with blood.

Suddenly, a white figure appeared behind the three elders like a ghost.

"It's a demon!" exclaimed.

The corners of the white figure's mouth were slightly upturned under the crystal ice armor, and the snow-white eyes stared fiercely at the three elders who were lost in the mirror, but Yunxiao felt that this cold gaze was more like staring at himself, no, he was looking at his soul, like a hunter looking at his prey.

Yunxiao suddenly felt a chill spread from the deepest part of his soul, he lowered his head slightly, wanting to avoid the demon's eyes, but he didn't want to face the demon's eyes on the ice under his feet, Yunxiao couldn't help but shiver, and the cold sweat suddenly soaked his entire back.

Yunxiao didn't dare to move even a bit, because he felt countless pairs of eyes staring at him from all directions, unscrupulously looking at his soul.

So, as he was silent, his body became more and more stiff, and at this time, outside the mirror space, Yunxiao's body was tightly pressed against the trunk of a coniferous pine tree, and the fine ice needles visible to the naked eye continued to pierce his body, but he did not react in the slightest, as if he had lost his soul.

In the mirror world, Yunxiao was still silent, his body became as stiff as a stone, and he couldn't move even a finger with all his strength. And the mirror in front of him quietly drilled out a strand of snow-white hair, like a living thing, wrapped around Yunxiao's body all the way up to his neck, and by the time Yunxiao noticed it, the strange hair had wrapped around his neck tightly.

The next moment, the snow-white hair began to tighten from his feet, and the huge force like the death of a giant python suddenly strangled the hair into Yunxiao's body, and at the same time, a strange white demonic power was introduced into his body along the hair.

From his feet upwards, his body gradually turned snow-white, like a layer of white ice and snow, and finally, a trace of demonic power entered Yunxiao's head along the arteries in Yunxiao's neck, and then rushed into his eyes along the blood vessels in the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly, the last trace of fear in Yunxiao's eyes was melted away by the white demonic power, and he became as sluggish as a marionette, dead and silent, without a trace of vitality.

The same thing happened to all the clansmen who were devoured by the Blue Devil Snow, whether they were male or female, and they were almost unresisted and tightly restrained, turning into unconscious puppets.

At the same time, outside the Mirror World, in the white snow forest shrouded in Blue Devil Snow, many clansmen fell to the ground one after another, covered with fine ice pine needles. The strange thing is that although the body is full of ice needles like a hedgehog, not a single trace of blood comes out. What's even more strange is that the ice needles inserted in the clansmen's bodies are gradually melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally the whole of them burrows into the clansmen's bodies.

Suddenly, the body of the clansman covered with white ice and snow moved, and first his eyes slowly opened, revealing snow-white eyes. Then, like a newborn baby, he staggered and tried to stand up, but most of the attempts failed, and he was barely able to stand up with the help of the ice coniferous pine next to him.

Floating in mid-air, Phantom Feather closed his eyes, and his long snow-white hair spread out in all directions without wind.

An angry voice came from under the delicate visor: "Why is it so difficult, I haven't used this technique myself, it's really hard to master." He used to use it, and I just lent him the power to complete this technique, and sure enough, I should use his body to master this technique, such a fun technique! No matter, let's try it!"

After complaining, Phantom Feather took more care to control the ice corpses that had all stood up.

Like a toddler, the ice corpse in the forest staggered step by step, gradually becoming more and more agile and faster, and finally began to run.

Hulala A group of ice corpses rushed towards the outside of the snowy forest, but the strange thing was that the upper body of the ice corpse could not match the lower body well, and it staggered as if it could break off from the waist at any time.

Although the upper body was dangling strangely, the big sword in the hands of each ice corpse was tightly held, and if you looked closely, it was not actually holding it hard, but a layer of ice that froze the ice corpse's hand and the big sword tightly.

Swallowing stared at the place where the clansmen disappeared just now, the blizzard came too suddenly, and even he didn't have time to react, he could only watch the clansmen being swallowed by the strange blue snowflakes.

"I don't know what happened to the clansmen, so many clansmen, even demons, shouldn't be able to defeat them easily!" Thinking about it, he forcibly suppressed the urge in his heart to rush into the blue snow curtain to support the clansmen, he must stay and command the clansmen, and protect the Great Elder to complete the secret art, and must not lose his mind because of impulse.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, a figure ran out of the strange blue snow curtain.

"That's ...... Clansmen!" he couldn't help but whisper. Although his whole body was covered in snow-white ice and snow, the great sword in his hand was the exclusive weapon of the Nine Hells Clan, which also indicated his identity.

Immediately after, more white figures ran out of the blue snow curtain, each holding a big sword in their hands, the upper body dangling strangely, but the head hung weakly on the chest, hiding the snow-white eyes.

Looking at the white figure running madly towards this side, his mouth full of bitterness, he knew that the clansmen were probably already more auspicious, and it was obvious that their corpses were controlled by demons and became her butcher's knife to kill the Nine Hells Clan.

More clansmen noticed these strange white figures, and also guessed that these might be the clansmen who had been killed, although their hearts were full of grief and indignation, they could only force down this feeling, and treat the white figures as enemies, they didn't want to fall for the devil's tricks. At the same time, their desire to kill demons and avenge their people became stronger and stronger.

Sensing the reaction of his own people, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was also afraid that his people would fall for the devil's tricks because they couldn't bear to attack the white figure. After all, even he would be unable to bear it, so he would only passively defend and not actually kill his own people.

However, this is already the moment of life and death for our people, and we must not be trapped in a place of no return because of the kindness of the woman. Thinking about it, his eyes became more and more determined.

"First and second squads, kill them!" he calmly ordered the other eight guards behind him.

"Yes!" the eight black-armored guards received the order neatly, and then released the big sword in the sealing style on their wrists, forming an assault formation to meet the attacking ice corpse......