The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm wanted to use its millions of years of cultivation to try to scare off Qiandaoliu and the others, but as everyone knows, the other party has an artifact, so they are not afraid of him at all.

"Do it, cut this silkworm first!"

Qiandaoliu shouted, his eyes were like torches, cold like blades, cutting through the sky, the space trembled, and the body of the stabbing Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm trembled, and his heart was shrouded in fear.

"Whoosh!"

The sword trembled, its sound was crisp, and it was carried in the hand by a thousand streams, and the holy light circulated on the sword body, like a piece of silk, extremely sacred and gorgeous.

The sword qi overflowed, the cold light swept through, the determination was unparalleled, the space was torn, and the surrounding area of the sword body was cut into a fishing net, which was incomparably small, dense, and made people's scalps tingle to see.

Looking at the incomparable power of the Angel Holy Sword, his Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm was also extremely frightened, and his body couldn't stop trembling, but thinking that he was going to scare off these humans, he still forcibly calmed his body.

"You abominable humans, dare to offend the great million-year-old soul beast, aren't you afraid to bear my boundless wrath?" The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm roared indignantly, the voice was incomparably grand, like a thunderclap, shaking the sky, and the breath of a million-year-old soul beast was rolling, like a great river, and the big waves jumped up, slapping the nine-fold heavens, showing the style of a million-year-old soul beast.

Not to mention, although the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm at this time was a million-year-old soul beast himself, his supreme demeanor was really pretended by him, and it was vivid.

If Qiandaoliu and his party didn't have an artifact this time, they might have been really frightened by him.

However, with the artifact, they didn't take it seriously, their soul light bloomed, a giant beast raised its head to the sky and roared, and a pole of divine soldiers levitated, bursting out of a fierce cold light.

Joke! Although the million-year soul beast is very awesome, the artifact is even more awesome than you, even if you are a million-year soul beast, in front of the artifact, you are still an ant.

On one side, a white-haired man stood, he was dressed in a white robe, with ice blue patterns on it, his posture was tall, not very strong, his majestic hair, the cold swept all over his body, the temperature was extremely low, and even the space was covered with a layer of frost.

The man draws his bow like a full moon, and his arrows go like shooting stars.

The arrow was like light, like a frightening wave, and it was fast, holding up a cold frost behind it.

The tip of the arrow was a little cold light, and the unparalleled spirit burst out, penetrating the space.

After the man shot an arrow, he didn't stop, he took a bow and pulled the arrow, the ice blue soul light was like a glow, brilliant and gorgeous, the soul ring floated, lit up, and the soul power of the eight desolations surged, like a big dragon, converging towards the tip of the arrow.

"Chirp!"

The ice blue light surged, like silk wrapped around the arrows, and the whistle sounded extremely poignantly, as if someone was screaming.

"Chirp! Chirp! Tweet ......"

The man's face is handsome, his face is even a little baby fat, the corners of his mouth are hooked, and there is a smile on the surface, the man bends his bow and arrows, and the action is done in one go, and the ice blue light behind him is as rich as fire, as if dyed, gorgeous and beautiful, and sets him off like a god.

Several meteors streaked across the sky, ice blue brilliance floated, and several arrows were shot out by him, and the curtain was raised, covering the sky, like an ice field descending.

Thousands of flowing eyes shine, like a cold wind, and like a cold moon in the dust, faint and cold light, illuminating one side, invisible killing intent swept through, like an invisible wind caressing the sky, but it makes people feel cold all over the body.

He was tall and extremely straight, his blonde hair was windless, and every strand of hair burst with a faint golden light, like a sword, cutting through the sky.

As soon as the sword body turned, the cold light shone brightly, illuminating the mountains and rivers, and the sword body was extremely smooth, like a mirror, and even the frightened face of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm could be seen from it.

The holy sword danced, and the sword of Qiandaoliu was slashed towards the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm.

"Whoosh!"

The holy sword shook, the sound of the sword sounded, pleasant and smart, a golden sword light rose to the sky, it soared, angry and angry, and shattered the clouds in the sky.

The sword light was immense, sharp and unparalleled, and the powerful edge cut through the space, and black lines emerged, spreading to the sky.

A black line emerged, rising to the sky, the void crack stretched for an unknown number of miles, and the entire heaven and earth seemed to be cut open, the scene was terrifying and terrifying.

Not only did Qiandaoliu and Guangling Douluo make a move, but other worshippers also started one after another, and the martial souls behind them rose and fell, and the soul rings shone brightly, bursting out with brilliant light.

Their soul rings lit up, and they all played Dao soul skills, with earth-shattering beast claws, spanning the sky, and the pressure was boundless, pressing towards the ground.

There are also stick shadows in the air, fierce and domineering, powerful and heavy, shattering the space, and there are also male lions roaring, the sound is rolling, and the power is strong, overturning the ground.

Such a lore blasted towards the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, he was also desperate, originally he wanted to use the million-year soul beast to scare off these humans, but alas, Qiandaoliu They had something to rely on, and they were not afraid of him at all.

What's more, he has been cultivating for millions of years, and he is also a strong outsider, and he has no attack power.

He also knew that these humans were not afraid of him at all.

"Ahh Why do you humans want to kill me, I just escaped, I'm not reconciled! Fate! Why do you ...... me like this" The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm wailed, and there was a look of despair in her eyes.

He's sad! He hates!

He was sad, why did fate do this to him, he wanted to be free, he didn't want to die, was it so difficult, he felt that the whole world was stopping him.

He hated, he had a unique cultivation, but he was balanced by the meager and weak bloodline, and it became a horizontal ditch that he couldn't cross.

Thinking about his childhood, he was fortunate enough to fall into the ice pith cave for ten thousand years, I don't know if it was a blessing or a curse, but now that I think about it, it's all a disaster.

If he hadn't become a million-year soul beast, wouldn't there have been so many disasters, but unfortunately fate is impermanent, and it can't be changed by manpower.

From the moment thousands of beings are born, fate has arranged all the itineraries for you, which is destined.

The remaining spiritual power in his body surged, forming a barrier around him, and at the same time he turned into a man, he had blonde hair and golden eyes, a handsome face, and white skin, which was a rare beautiful man in the world.

His golden eyes were shining, his eyes were calm, and he looked at it quietly, the invisible spiritual barrier in front of him, this can be regarded as his last stubbornness, as long as this spiritual barrier is broken, he will die.

Thinking of him Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, he wasted his life, although he has peerless cultivation, but in the end he still has to die, after all, it is difficult to escape the control of fate.

Slowly, he felt that the world was quiet, his heart was calm, like the sea, without a single ripple, and his life was over, drawing an end.

Although he was about to die, he still wanted to see the Ice Emperor, the only beast he had ever loved in his life.

It is also the only splendid style in his life.