The frost sword rises, and the blood falls.

The beasts are headed, and the thieves are corpses.

The woman smiled and smiled, enthusiastic and joyful.

Among the millions of addicts in the world, I love to kill.

The ice all over his body froze the wounds one after another.

But he couldn't freeze the woman's blood boiling from the killing battle.

"Ice Crown, Thorns."

Inserting the ice sword that was only half of his hand into the ground, Chen Luoluo stepped onto the hilt of the sword, and stretched out his hands again to the beast tide that surrounded him.

A terrifying chill spread from the sword body into the earth, and the cascading cold ice thorns grew and exploded, piercing the charging abyssal fallen beasts one by one.

The sticky and dirty black mud hasn't had time to move

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