The little mouse was suddenly spartan, and the whole mouse was not very good.
These people can't do it, so how much energy is wasted, this day can't be passed, really can't be passed.
The little mouse reduced its own energy output. Ning Shu felt very, very cold at the brunt, and took out a fire bead to resist the cold.
Obviously, the little mouse didn't have much confidence in this group of people.
Seeing Taishu and Fujun seem to be incapable, and the others did not go alone.
Like Sang Liang, there is no desire to do anything at all.
Ning Shu tremblingly said: "If it doesn't work, let's go."
It's too cold, these men can hold it, but her weak woman can't hold it.
She is the prettiest boy in the village and can't freeze to death here.
Sang Liang said: "It's all here, it's not enough if you don't have any gains."
The problem is to be able to handle the iceberg.
The seals made by the uncle and the man before have now been restored.
If you can't break the iceberg in one effort, it will freeze again in an instant, repeatedly, and you will be exhausted.
Anyway, Ning Shu felt that with her current strength, there was no way to deal with these icebergs.
Before, I wanted to stretch out the vines to pull up the iceberg, but when I thought of the terrifying ice power, Ning Shu gave up this idea very embarrassingly.
The power of the ice froze the vine in an instant, and it would freeze her directly along the vine.
The uncle twisted his brows, the black sword in his hand gradually enlarged, and black lines appeared on his face, as if black blood vessels spread from his neck to his face, and his eyes were blood red.
Runaway state
Holding a huge sword, he speeded up, holding the sword flat, and slashing towards the iceberg.
The huge impact made the iceberg tremble, and there was a huge impact sound in the ears. The sound was very sharp and extremely harsh. Where the sword and the iceberg touched, countless ice scum was ejected.
The uncle's windbreaker blew, and the sword pierced through the iceberg in an instant. Then, the location of the iceberg's fracture was crooked, and the iceberg was cut off.
Other people watching by the side immediately leapt forward and several people lifted the iceberg to avoid re-freezing where the iceberg was more cut.
The book in Sang Liang's hand floated up. He opened the book. One of the pages floated up and became bigger and bigger, covering the iceberg. Several people cooperated to throw the iceberg into the pages of the book.
The pages of the book put away the iceberg directly, and the iceberg is left unresolved.
Just such an iceberg contains a lot of energy bodies.
If you have an iceberg, you have the world.
Ning Shu looked at the peerless martial arts like a brick in his hand, and then looked at the leather book with a thick book, not knowing how many pages there are.
Alas, peerless martial arts can't live up to it.
I thought I had returned without success this time, but I didn't expect these people to hide their strength.
The uncle was panting a little, and took a short break. His face was covered with more lines, almost covering the entire face, as if the black meridians were protruding.
Uncle Tai swung his sword at several icebergs in succession, and they were all moved to the pages of the book.
Ning Shu saw a slightly smaller iceberg and immediately shouted: "Let me come."
Sang Liang glanced at Ning Shu without speaking, put the pages of the book away, and the others threw the iceberg towards Ning Shu.
To be honest, these people are holding huge icebergs, as if ants are holding something countless times larger than themselves, how weird it looks.
Ning Shu didn't know that his peerless martial arts ability could not get the iceberg in, so he could only communicate peerless martial arts through his mind, which was also a belief in the world anyway.
"Close." The cold sweat on Ning Shu's forehead was about to burst out, and if she was hit by an iceberg, she would die.
At any rate, there are so many energy bodies in it.
The little mouse stretched out its tentacles, ready to catch the iceberg. With so many energy bodies, it would be willing to die under the iceberg.
Fortunately, the peerless martial arts was competitive, and finally swallowed the iceberg at the last moment. However, the peerless martial arts was affected by the iceberg, and the surface was covered with frost and extremely cold.
Frozen into a cold brick.
Ning Shu's satisfaction was indescribably blissful.
Unexpectedly, Sang Liang was so generous and really gave an iceberg, although it was the smallest, and it seemed that there were not many energy bodies inside.
But Ning Shu was originally in the mood to pick up leftovers, and there were unexpected surprises without expectation.
Sang Liang said to his uncle: "Don't do it, the movement is a bit big, it is probably already noticed."
The sword in Taishu's hand gradually shrank, and finally disappeared, and the black lines on his face also faded.
Ning Shu was a little puzzled, could it be that the creatures in the void run wild as a basic configuration, and will all run wild
Ning Shu collected Bingtuo's peerless martial arts, and when he had time, he asked A Wan to help him roast it. There was a mark of the law of fire on A Wan's body.
Her peerless martial arts is not as powerful as Sang Liang, how could Sang Liang's book not be frozen into a pile of ice
After the mission was completed, the group of people returned the same way and walked to the edge of the wind and snow, and found that the edge was exceptionally lively.
Many races are actually waiting for the rabbit.
It seems that the movement of the glacier has been noticed by the creatures in the void.
Ning Shu looked at the others, and none of them had any special expressions on their faces. They were very calm, and they had obviously thought of this possibility.
It was the first time Ning Shu saw so many void races gathered together.
There are beautiful birds, full of radiance, combing their hair with their beaks, but they are swear words when they open their mouths.
"Xxx, are you stupid."
"Fuck you."
Ning Shu:...
There are also huge ones, with two legs as long as the pillars.
Long legs worthy of the name, but there is no sense of beauty at all.
No matter what, if you zoom in, you won't feel the beauty.
In short, there are many races that look like humans, animals, and gather here.
Isn't it that these races are so lazy that they have nothing to do with their hair? How can they be very diligent
The murderer let go of the gold belt, wanting to pick up the bargain.
The very beautiful bird stretched out its wings, opened its mouth and asked his uncle: "Oh, did you mine the iceberg? How about it? Did you get it?"
The uncle said indifferently: "Go inside and you'll know."
"￥@#￥%%%..., I won't go, it will make my feathers dim." The bird scolded a series of swear words, then said proudly, holding his chin.
The other races all looked at Taishu and his party.
The uncle said in a low voice: "I am in a bad mood now, don't mess with me."
"Hey, stop bluffing, you can't beat so many of us." The bird began to be habitually arrogant again.
The uncle took a look at it, "You talk again and twist your neck."
The bird shrank his neck immediately, and the races next to him sneered, unceremoniously watching the joke.
(End of this chapter)