Chapter 773: The sigh of frost and snow, but it doesn't sleep

Dragons are the highest-level sacred creatures in all continents, especially for beings such as monsters or spirits, and have a crushing advantage.

Hearing the dragon's groan, the face of the demon beauty and the beautiful woman suddenly turned pale, and they let out a terrible scream, and the spirit body instantly blurred, as if it would be scattered in the next moment!

Where would Chen Changsheng miss this opportunity, Ye Zhi moved, stepped on the position of the star, broke through the void and went to the rear, and swept away Anwar and the general with a wave of his right sleeve.

With this wave of his sleeve, it was as if he had also swept up the stars in the night sky, because there was a sudden darkness between heaven and earth.

In fact, that's because the sky is full of stars that are obscured.

The squeak vanished from its place.

There's an extra Frost Dragon in the night sky.

The mountain-like dragon body covers the starry sky above the snow valley.

It's a spectacular and terrifying picture.

In Gaoyang Town on the other side of the Snow Ridge, a drunken soldier saw the picture on the horizon and thought he was dazzled.

After he found out that it was really a black dragon, he passed out directly.

Then, more people in Gaoyang Town saw the black dragon in the night sky, and the screams and cries came and went, never to be cut off again.

There were no exclamations, no cries, only the sound of hard things being frozen and torn apart.

Countless breaths with snow and frost erupted from the mouth of the Xuanhuang Dragon in the night sky and fell towards the ground.

The ice flocs fluttering in the sky were instantly frozen into finer powders, the bottom of the dry lake was directly frozen and cracked, and the newly gushing hot springs did not even have time to disperse the mist, and were frozen into glass-like ice slurry, and then those ice slurries were frozen and cracked again!

Wherever that cold breath reached, everything in heaven and earth was frozen and cracked!

This is the most powerful and terrifying means of the Frost Dragon, the Deep Cold Dragon's Breath!

There were countless frost and snow in the deep cold dragon's breath, but it was not ordinary frost and snow, it fell very quickly, more like a torrential rain, enveloping the entire lake park.

With the palpitating tearing sound, countless small tears appeared on Nanke's dress, and traces of ice erosion appeared on the Southern Cross sword held in his hand, especially the cracks could already be seen on the hilt.

In an instant, she was wounded, and the blood that had changed color by the frost splashed towards the night sky.

A sharp, violent howl burst from between her lips.

The two demon beauties scattered, turning into countless tiny points of light floating towards her, desperately surging behind her, forming a pair of demon green wings.

The green light illuminates the dark and dark lake garden, drawing countless strange and indisputable lines.

Like lightning, Nanke shuttled back and forth on the snow-covered lake, dodging the cold dragon's breath falling from the night sky.

The ban set by Wang Zhice for Squeak back then has not been completely lifted, she has not recovered all her strength, even if she recovers, she is not an adult Frost Dragon after all, the enveloping range of the Deep Cold Dragon Breath is limited after all, if Nanke can fly out of the range of this Deep Cold Dragon Breath, he will be able to get out of the catastrophe at this moment.

At this moment, another light came on.

It is not the green streamer drawn by Nanke's wings in the night, but a warmer red light, as if from the sunset reflected on the river.

The twilight fills the ruined garden, and the remnants of the sun reflect the night sky.

Choked, the short sword was unsheathed!

Chen Changsheng's sword is the sunset hanging with the fastest transmission speed and the widest range of sword intent in the Wenshui Three Styles!

Countless sword lights gushed out from the sheath, like ten thousand golden lights in the river, rising with the wind, and like the net spilled by the fisherman on the flat boat.

The second sword is the fishing boat three songs in the mountain swordsmanship!

Countless swords burst out, flying in all directions in the night sky, and the incomparably sharp sword intent cut everything between heaven and earth, forming an impermeable net.

No matter how fast Nanke is like lightning, there is no way to break through this sword net in a short period of time and fly out of the lake park full of frost and snow.

When she broke the sword net, she was frozen and cracked by the dragon's breath that poured down from the night sky, or when she confronted the dragon's breath head-on, she was pierced by ten thousand swords!

If nothing else happens, it seems to be her destined end.

However, the Demon Lord was still in the field.

I don't know why, Chen Changsheng and Squeak didn't pay attention to the Demon Lord at all, and used all the most powerful means on Nanke's body from the beginning.

The reason why this is so is because Nanke is a relatively weak link, and it is also the one that is the easiest to be penetrated by them.

As for the Demon Lord, with the strength of Chen Changsheng and Squeak's realm, even if he tried his best to use all means, he couldn't shake the slightest bit at all, so why bother?

And the siren is still there, whether he wants to join forces with humans or not, he should know that this is his best and last chance tonight.

The deep cold dragon's breath, carrying countless frosts, fell on the lake garden and also fell on the armor of the siren.

Countless oval, rain-like ice erosions suddenly appeared on the black armor, and at the same time, they also slightly concealed the power fluctuations in his demon body.

Of course, the siren will make a move, and a shot is the most powerful means.

The mountain-like broken monument quietly smashed towards the Demon Lord!

The sea flute knew very well that even if the Demon Lord was seriously injured and his strength was far less than when he was in his heyday, it was impossible for him to be defeated.

He didn't want to hurt the other party at all, he just wanted to hold back for a moment.

As long as the Demon Lord can't be rescued, Chen Changsheng may succeed in snatching and killing Nanke, and then turn back, they will have a glimmer of hope with three against one.

Obviously, Chen Changsheng thought like this from the beginning, and what the siren wanted to do was to cooperate with his ideas.

What was the Demon Lord thinking? He didn't pay attention to the broken monument that broke through the air, nor did he look at his daughter, who could die at any time in the deep cold dragon breath and countless sword qi, but looked down at the guqin in his arms, and his slender and steady fingers landed on the strings and pulled them lightly.

A touching sound.

And then...... Suddenly.

The chaotic sound rises, and it falls like a thousand trees.

Countless piano sounds flew up from the strings, ignoring the terrifying cold dragon's breath and flying in all directions.

The starry sky was obscured by the Frost Dragon, and the Snow Valley and the Lake Garden were pitch black, like the deepest night, and suddenly, countless sparks shone in the night.

The spark comes from friction and impact, not stone to stone, nor gold and stone, but the friction and impact of the sound of the piano and the sword.

Chen Changsheng used the countless famous swords that were spilled out by the sunset hanging and the fishing boat three songs, and encountered countless piano sounds.

Every time they meet, there is a crunch and then a spark.

Thousands of swords, thousands of piano sounds, thousands of encounters, thousands of sparks blooming in the air, and a huge fire tree seemed to be born in the sky between heaven and earth.

Those sparks fell from the sky, but they were not frozen by the deep cold dragon breath, and after falling to the ground, they were still burning, the ice and snow melted, and the beams spit out flames.

The world has become much brighter, but it is precisely in this way that the night can be seen clearly.

It's like the face of the Demon Lord.