Ning Qingqing suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and the silver gun in his hand was once again overflowing with power, carrying a flurry of snowflakes, and stabbed towards the behemoth.
If Ning Qingqing's cultivation level were a little higher, perhaps this cold power could completely freeze this behemoth.
Naihe... Naihe...
She doesn't have it now. This kind of light snow is really nothing in the eyes of the giant.
It made a few more muffled groans from its mouth, and Ning Qingqing was shocked out.
This powerful shock made her feel as if her internal organs had moved in an instant, and her whole body was extremely weak.
Ning Qingming felt uncomfortable again. Under the pressure of this behemoth, he could not muster any strength.
Damn it, uncle, so what if you just got an inheritance, it seems like it's all useless and of no use.
After thinking about it, it's still a pity.
Ning Qingqing still fell to the ground, gritting his teeth and looking at the giant creature walking towards him step by step.
Now! Can we just wait to die
Thinking of this, Ning Qingqing felt a strange feeling in his heart.
This feeling is really indescribably weird, as if there is a pair of cold little hands that are not there, and they are stroking her cheeks. This strange feeling is really getting worse and worse. Weird.
Her mood also became very complicated.
Her eyes were also a little distracted. She saw Hua Siluan and the others hiding behind another pile of stones, with smiles and salivating on their faces.
It was as if he was deliberately waiting to get something from himself after he died.
Ning Qingqing gritted her teeth, she would not let others laugh at her.
She gathered all the spiritual energy in her body together, and the power all over her body spurted out.
A large number of snowflakes were slowly gathering from her hands, as if they had some powerful force.
"Bang—"
In Ning Qing's hand, the spear suddenly seemed to be covered in a layer of ice, snow and frost, exuding a biting cold air and carrying an unspeakable pressure.
The giant creature jumped up and was just about to beat Ning Qingqing to death with its claws, but the air pressure emanating from Ning Qingqing's body made him unable to move.
The giant beast began to make that whining sound again, as if it was extremely angry.
Hua Siluan and the others were hiding behind a stone not far away, all of them were bleeding from their orifices, and their faces were terrifying.
Ning Qingying also felt that she couldn't hold on any longer. Her nose began to bleed, and a large amount of blood began to spurt out of her mouth. Her eyes were also red. It seemed that she couldn't get out of here. Thinking about this , it’s a little scary to sleep.
Just when Ning Qingming felt that the entire world was going to be destroyed by this huge beast, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
In his hand, he held a sword tightly, the blade of the sword was white... and kept shining.
The giant beast kept dodging, but it was still unable to escape from the fine sword net he had woven.
Waiting until Ning Qingming fell into a coma, she seemed to see a giant beast slap him to the ground, and it seemed like... it seemed like...
(End of chapter)