Chapter 411 The Coldness that Changes the Attributes of Items

The beautiful woman stared at the silver needles blocked by the iceberg shield, her face full of disbelief, she tried to pull it a few times, but saw that the silver needles had been frozen inside the iceberg and melted with these ice. one.

"Do you understand now?"

"To the God of Winter, what icebergs and what ice spears are just ordinary magic."

"Compared to these divine arts, the divine power of winter mastered by the god of winter itself, as well as the extreme coldness, is the real interesting thing. That is the ability to change the attributes of items."

Chun Lao looked at the beautiful woman in front of him with all his spare time.

There was a hint of playfulness in his eyes,

"But the most interesting thing is not this."

"It's... low temperature, which can be transmitted."

"When the extreme cold infects the gods, the blood of the gods flowing in the blood vessels, the surging divine power..."

"It will all turn into a useless mass of ice slag."

As soon as this word comes out.

The beautiful woman raised her brows, as if she sensed some danger.

The thin threads of divine gold tied to the fingers felt a bone-chilling cold at this moment. The icy chill was even visible to the naked eye from the shield of the iceberg in front of Mr. Chun.

Even the air around the thin line of Shenjin turned white.

Just momentarily.

The beautiful woman's face was already pale, her originally rosy face seemed to be eroded by the cold, and her delicate body was swaying uncontrollably.

She clearly felt that a chill that was enough to freeze everything came from the golden silk of the silkworm between her fingers, which was the winter divine power from the fourteenth-order winter god.

Under this extreme icy cold, the originally dexterous fingers became stiff, the flowing blood began to freeze, and the surging divine power seemed to be completely still at this moment.

The beautiful woman's slender hands even turned pale and pale, and a thick layer of ice formed, like frozen meat just taken out of the refrigerator.

And this blue and white ice is still spreading from the wrist to the shoulder.

Needless to say, when the cold air spreads completely, this beautiful woman will turn from the god of the fourteenth-order textile to an ice slag that will shatter at a touch.

At this moment, the golden silk of the silkworm, which was originally a weapon in the hands of the God of Textiles, suddenly became a bridge of the winter, a passage for the god of winter to convey the cold.

"Intermediate Divine Art - Golden Flood Dragon Scissors".

The beautiful woman shivered and used her left hand that was still movable to condense a pair of golden scissors, and cut them fiercely.

Under the scissors, the golden silk of the silkworm, which was invincible and could not even cut off a medium-sized divine weapon, was instantly shattered.

Without any hesitation, after the scissors in the beautiful woman's hand dissipated, the divine power condensed again into a wooden ruler, which was the wooden ruler used by tailors to cut fabrics.

But aside from tailoring the fabric.

The wooden ruler in the tailor's hand also has another function, that is, to tap the clothes that have been sitting for a while, and beat the dust out.

Looking at the arm eroded by the cold air, the beautiful woman took a deep breath, waved her wrist, and the wooden ruler turned into an afterimage and photographed it.

Like dust flying, strands of white cold air visible to the naked eye emanated from the frozen arm of the beautiful woman.

"That's right, there is such a method." Old Man Chun was slightly taken aback.

The beautiful woman took out an iron again and ironed the wrinkled sleeves on her arm. The cold air that was left finally dissipated. The frost on her arm completely turned into water vapor, and her fingers regained their dexterity again.

"A tailor,

Still have to know how to eliminate those unclean things, but also learn to maintain clothes. "

The beautiful woman smiled, but her face was still pale. Obviously, she seemed relaxed just now, but the eroding cold air still hurt her.

"Hey." The old man Chun looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and said, "I really didn't expect that a textile god would have such strength."

"As expected of Boss Liu."

"I didn't want to use this trick at first, I was worried that it would be so powerful that it would attract the guardian gods, but... that's all it can do now."

Old Master Chun's cold air slowly condensed.

next moment.

"boom!"

The old man Chun stomped on the ground with one foot, as if he wanted to penetrate the earth.

"boom!"

The cold air swept through, and the blistering winds filled the air wantonly.

next moment.

In the roar.

One by one, glaciers emerged from the ground, and in a radius of hundreds of miles, the cold wind whistled, and snowflakes and ice crystals flew.

Thousands of miles of silver, the gods and people in the distant residential areas can feel the terrifying power and cold, and even some weak gods are directly eroded and seriously injured by the cold.

this moment.

Standing on the boundless glacier and standing in the cold wind and ice and snow, the crystal ice man is like the master of winter in this ice and snow world.

There is also a phantom of the Ice Temple slowly appearing on the top of the ice man's head. Although it has not yet solidified, it is clearly visible.

This is the power that is infinitely close to the fifteenth-order high gods!

Fourteenth-order peak, the god of winter!

When the gods were angry, the world changed color.

Hundreds of miles around has become a world of ice and snow, and the continuous glaciers are ups and downs, thick and majestic.

"This, is this a fourteenth-order elemental god..."

The beautiful woman stared blankly at the mighty force that changed the world of gods in front of her, her eyes shocked.

Although she is also a fourteenth-order god.

But only the god of textiles.

Although she is well-known among the celebrities in Lengcui City, the pinnacle of textile art is more than enough to fight, and she herself is proud of it.

But at this time, I saw with my own eyes the terrifying power and supreme power of the God of Winter.

She had to admit that the golden silk of the silkworm that she was proud of, the bloody clothes, the scissors tape measure, under these majestic glaciers rising from the ground, was like a joke.

a time.

The frigid wind and icy cold engulfed her in it, and the pervasive cold eroded, as if to assimilate her into a part of this ice and snow world.

But right now.

The ground beneath her feet felt warm through the ice, as if telling her something.

A flash of determination flashed in the beautiful woman's eyes.

"Tianluo!"

The woman who was about to turn into an ice sculpture raised her hands high, her divine power surged, and countless silver needles flew out from her cuffs, and the silver light gathered into the sea, piercing the cold wind.

The old man Chun subconsciously condensed several shields of icebergs around him, but then he was slightly taken aback.

Those silver needles didn't come towards him, but shot towards the sky with a roar.

"What? Frozen stupid? Or too scared to attack me?" Old Man Chun sneered at the corner of his mouth.

The beautiful woman's eyes did not fluctuate, she tried to control her fingers that were already stiff, and the speed of her fingers shaking was even several times faster than before.

The golden silk of the silkworm controls countless silver needles to fly in the sky. It is like weaving a gorgeous dress for this world, and it is like weaving a fishing net that entraps all living beings.