Reference 3368 Cut Open the World, Heavy Casualties

"Run away!"

Nanyan Zhendao felt cold all over his body, and he had turned into an iceman. He was still raising his sword to resist the ice thunder, and he was struggling to lean towards Yang Qingxuan, trying to save him from leaving.

Yang Xuanzang roared: "There is no escape! Only by smashing this ice thunder can we survive!"

He is a body of eternal burning, but most of it is frozen, forming a terrible shape of flame ice. Regardless of his body being broken, he desperately strikes with both hands, swings the war halberd, continuously cuts out the illusory light, and strikes into the thunder.

But it's like a drop in the bucket, and a mantis' arm blocks the car.

People around me exploded one after another, turning into icy shards, and I don't know who died. At this moment, they couldn't even move their eyeballs.

The movements are getting slower and slower, and the energy in the body is getting less and less.

"Are you going to die here?"

The feeling of death came to mind again.

How many times have I experienced the same scene, but after all, I will really die once.

His consciousness slowly lost, and he waved his halberd mechanically, his body was also shattering little by little.

It seems that within the countless cracks, there is another world.

At this moment, his sea of ​​consciousness moved, and a vast energy burst out of his body, manifesting a sword shadow in the air.

"Boom!"

The chaotic ice and thunder energy was chopped open, and a huge crack appeared.

Yang Xuanzang came to his senses in a flash, his pupils opened wide, and he shouted, "Go in!"

Immediately rushed towards the crack.

"Whizzing."

Several figures flickered and rushed into the crack one after another.

But in an instant, the crack closed again, and one person was a little slower and failed to enter. He hit the ice and thunder space and exploded with a "bang".

In the vast and terrifying frozen world, there is no one left.

"Yahahah" was the voice of the Ice Soul Elf, and it gradually disappeared.

The ice and thunder slowly dissipated and merged into the space between heaven and earth.

Soon there was heavy snow, covering all traces, as if no one had ever been here before.

...

After Yang Xuanzang and others rushed into the crack, they directly entered the other side of the world.

There is no longer the icy cold, nor the oppressive ice thunder.

It is an endless plain.

On the plain, there were hundreds of people sitting cross-legged.

"here it is……"

People of different races sat cross-legged together in groups, with their eyes closed and their hands making seals.

Various energies flow through them.

Among them are some Yang Xuanzang knows, the Ghost Butterfly Clan, the Guangyi Clan, the Chirong Clan, etc.

With a sweep of consciousness, they were all injured.

Yang Xuanzang suddenly realized that most of these people, like himself, also escaped from the ten thousand miles of ice.

He glanced at the people around him, his heart trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "Where is Lord Hongxiao?!"

The group suffered a lot of casualties, and only Nai He, Chang Guxi, Jiao Yiping, and a person named "Ding Xin" remained in the ghost world.

And the human race also lost four people, except for Han Fei and Lan Xiao who were the weakest, Hong Xiao and Tu Jingang were also gone.

Hong Lin's face turned pale, his whole body was still covered with frost, and he shivered coldly: "Dead...dead..."

After saying this, she let out a "wow" and spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with icy crumbs, tears rolling down her face: "Die to save me!"

Under that terrifying blow, everyone was overwhelmed, and no one knew what happened around them. But Hong Xiao blocked the fatal blow for Hong Lin, and died in the air.

Yang Xuanzang's heart trembled, and he felt extremely uncomfortable, even having difficulty breathing. A strong feeling of grief welled up in my heart.

Di Yi comforted him: "Life is a fate, don't be too sad."

Yang Xuanzang nodded, but still couldn't help feeling uncomfortable, with tears in his eyes.

Unforgettable in Muhai Territory, Hong Xiao's various cares for him.

He took a deep breath, knowing that now was not the time to grieve. Everyone is in terrible condition, this is not a good place.

But among the hundreds of people sitting cross-legged here, only some slightly opened their eyes to look at them, and then closed them again, not bothering to take a second look.

Yang Xuanzang said: "Let's find a place to sit down too."

A dozen people took care of each other, arrived at a remote place, sat down cross-legged, and began to heal their injuries.

Yang Xuanzang released more than a dozen golden puppets and surrounded them in a circle as a defense.

Originally, I wanted the puppet to hide into the void, but there are all peak powerhouses here, there is no difference between hiding and not hiding, it just serves as a reminder.

It didn't take long before the injuries on his body stabilized, and the icy air didn't spread further.

Yang Xuanzang immediately separated from the combined state.

Yang Qingxuan performed the Immortal Fire Control Art, and more than a dozen fireballs were formed in the sky, hanging above everyone's heads, releasing the warmth of six phantom flames, and driving away the cold air for everyone.

This attracted the attention of many people, and they all showed surprise or even surprise.

Yang Qingxuan forced the cold air out of his body bit by bit, spilling out from his body, floating into all places ten feet in front of him, and condensed into a small ball of ice.

The others were similar, within a radius of one hundred feet, they were immediately covered by a layer of ice, and not a single blade of grass could grow.

In the distance, a giant puppet suddenly turned, and its body emitted light. A huge palm fell from the sky and lay horizontally on the ground, blocking a figure from moving forward.

Yang Qingxuan immediately became alert, opened his eyes suddenly, and stared at the past.

It was a man embroidered with a water-blue robe, exuding an aura that Yang Qingxuan was familiar with.

The man smiled slightly: "You escaped from the frozen world, right?"

Yang Qingxuan frowned, and with a wave of his hand, the giant puppet lifted his hand back.

The man's feet were on the ground and he floated over directly.

That familiar feeling is closer.

Yang Qingxuan said: "The Immortal Kun clan?"

The man nodded and said, "Exactly, my name is Jialin."

Intentionally or unintentionally, he released the aura on his body, the peak of ten stars and a thousand worlds.

Xian Kun ranks tenth in the family tree, and is also an extremely terrifying family.

Yang Qingxuan cupped his fists and cupped his hands to show respect.

Jia Lin waved his hand, smiled lightly, and took out a bead: "You should have quite a few of these."

A chill spread out.

Yang Qingxuan shuddered all over, and immediately a layer of flame wrapped around his body to block the chill.

I am really afraid of this cold thing.

His pupils shrink slightly, this bead is exactly the ice bead that exploded after killing the Ice Soul Elf.

He said: "There should be several people who come from the frozen world."

Jialin laughed and said, "Not everyone comes from the frozen world."

Yang Qingxuan was stunned: "What do you mean?" He immediately understood, and asked in surprise: "There are many passages leading here?"

Jialin nodded and said: "Exactly, the frozen world is only one of the entrances." He was full of envy: "Why don't we have such good luck."

A gloomy look flashed across Yang Qingxuan's face, how lucky?

If he hadn't been afraid of the opponent's strength, he would have scolded him directly.

They escaped after more than half of the casualties. If the sword talisman hadn't played an unexpected role at the critical moment, they would have been wiped out.

Jialin sighed: "We are really unlucky, we just walked here and we didn't encounter anything."