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Chapter 663 High-end business wars are often plain and simple (5)

Castle underground, 2nd floor.

Swish, swish, swish! ! !

Countless icicles broke out of the ground, and in just the blink of an eye, the empty field was filled with dense icicles.

All the traps arranged around him were destroyed in the blink of an eye.

Hot blood flowed out from the gaps in the icicles, but before it dripped to the ground, it had already solidified into blood-colored ice crystals.

But the next second, a dragon-like roar sounded from the center of the icicle, and the powerful soul power shook all the icicles within ten meters of the surrounding area into powder.

The powerful soul power even shook the entire underground space and even the castle.

In the ice mist, a three-meter-tall dragon-headed figure loomed, and the sonorous sound of hard objects rubbing against each other could be heard. He was surrounded by yellow, yellow, purple, and black.

"The Iron Armored Tyrannosaurus Spirit can indeed withstand beatings, but..."

On the top of the iceberg formed by the cross of ice crystals, stood a person nearly 2 meters tall, wearing beige casual clothes, with wheat-colored skin, and muscles all over her body, which made the loose clothes tight...a woman?

Although it is not obvious, there are indeed some bulges on his chest that do not look like pectoral muscles. Although his face has tough muscle lines, his overall facial features are more feminine, and his hair is long and reaches his shoulders.

What was completely inconsistent with her appearance was that her voice turned out to be a rather sweet and moving girlish voice. This completely inconsistent contrast with her appearance made the remaining people from the icicle feel indescribably awkward.

"How long can the body of steel last under this extreme cold?" Nidia pointed the scepter in her hand at the people below and said condescendingly.

"Bah, just a soul emperor, so what if I have a hundred thousand year soul ring, I will tear you into pieces!" The thick dragon tail swept away the ice mist, and the red dragon pupils did not conceal the almost overflowing cruelty. .

"Oh, what a bunch of rubbish."

The flawless crown emerged from the void, and the moment Nidia put it on, everyone was in a trance.

This is a closed space with a floor height of only a dozen meters, but everyone seemed to see the rising moon. No, that was not the real moon, but an illusion created by soul skills.

Just when they were frightened by the invisible spiritual power, a gust of evil wind suddenly blew around them. The shattered ice crystal powder flew into the air along with the wind. The space at the top was distorted, and then a dense ice cone appeared out of thin air as the cold air lingered.

Nydia waved her scepter lightly, and the countless ice picks above her head suddenly trembled violently. With a hiss, they shot out overwhelmingly, and the dense range directly encompassed all the surrounding space.

As soon as a group of people recovered from the shock, they faced the densely packed ice cones.

"Damn it, damn it, the Count didn't say before that he was going to deal with this kind of monster. We have to pay more!"

Amidst a burst of noisy curses, thick energy rays swept across, and those who could not dodge were cut in half. The rays not only melted most of the ice picks, but also burned a gully of tens of meters in the wall.

The rest of the ice picks were all shot on the surrounding ground and walls, and thick layers of ice crystals suddenly spread out. Under this cold air, the surrounding temperature dropped a lot again.

"'Tyrannosaurus' Hu Lai, what the hell are you doing?!" The man who was lucky enough to escape yelled.

Although we are bounty hunters and mercenaries, we are also principled. Backstabbing teammates for profit is something that should only be done after the mission is over. If he rebels so early, this guy can't be a traitor planted by the other party. ?

But his accusation was met with a heavy blow like a siege hammer.

Under the surge of such majestic power, countless cracks spread out on the ground. Finally, there was a bang and burst open. An astonishing air wave suddenly swept out in a circular shape towards the surroundings, icicles and rigid The rising crystals fell down like wheat.

"It's so annoying, the noisy bug has no right to stand next to me!"

An energetic voice came from under the fist: "Damn, this guy is crazy. Someone come and help control this crazy dog."

The originally discordant team suddenly split into three groups. The conservatives wanted to settle the internal conflicts first, the radicals wanted to solve the enemies first, and the neutrals just wanted to enjoy the show.

Nidia looked at the chaotic farce below, her eyes filled with indifference: "After my consciousness was suppressed by my mental power, was it affected by the remaining violence in the soul ring? It's really pitiful."

The soul ring, as bright as blood, exuded an unsettling fluorescent light, and even the shadow of the full moon in the sky seemed to be stained with a layer of blood.

When she was about to use her sixth soul skill to kill everyone at once, the shadow behind her suddenly started to stir like boiling water.

A figure suddenly jumped out of the shadows. His body swayed slightly, and three blurry shadows split from his body, surrounding Nidia in the center.

Countless black air currents floated out of the shadows under his feet, condensing on the 'edge' of his knife, and coating it with a sharp black film.

The third, fourth, and sixth soul rings around him flickered with a glow that even shadows could not cover.

The sixth soul skill, Shadow Escape.

The fourth soul skill, Shadow Clone.

The third soul skill, Shadow Slash.

Combination soul skill, Dark Prison Shadow Killing Formation.

The terrifying sword light turned into afterimages, densely surrounding Nitia. The low sonic boom took shape under this fierce sword light, and the dense cold air around it directly turned into waves of light white mist rising.

Nitia's "delicate body" was like a small boat in the storm, constantly swaying left and right. It was extremely dangerous to dodge. If there was a slight mistake, she would probably be dismembered by the sword light and turned into stumps of flesh.

But a slight mistake can lead to a huge loss. The tide-like attack seemed dangerous, but it didn't even touch the corner of Nitia's clothes.

The shadow man was getting more and more frightened as he fought. He had already tried his best, and even used a killing move as soon as he attacked, but the opponent was so good at dodging.

Even if he tried his best, he couldn't touch the opponent's body. The invisible pressure made him feel indescribable despair. This few centimeters of distance made him feel that he could never touch him in his life.

The imbalance of the shadow man's inner mentality was sensed by Nitia. The mental power strengthened by the attached soul bone turned into an unspeakable terrifying pressure and burst out, as if the whole space turned into a cage, and the world turned into a shackle, directly suppressing him.

There was a flaw in the continuous offensive, and the slash in his hand paused for a moment. It was this very short opportunity that was seized by Nitia.

The fierce palm wind with icy energy passed through the heavy knife light afterimages. The shadow man was caught off guard and was hit hard. A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person was directly shaken away.

Nitia's face was cold, and when the bright red blood reached her, a chill froze it completely.

"In front of me, all moves are like a dream bubble, which will burst at the touch of a finger." Nitia's mouth curled up slightly, and the chill in her smile was particularly strong. She gently clenched her palm.

The shadow man who was still flying backwards in the air had not landed yet, and an extremely violent cold and dark power suddenly burst out from him. The soul power in his body had almost no resistance at all. With a puff, more than a dozen blood-red ice spikes pierced out of his body.

Before the man fell to the ground, his life was cut off.

Nitia was quite satisfied with the effect of this move, and blew a breath on the flawless white palm: "This palm technique that was used with a flash of inspiration will be named Xuanbing Palm. The little madman kept saying, 'A control-type soul master who can't fight in close combat is not a good combat soul master.' Now that I have mastered the dark energy and created my own soul skills, he should have no reason to drag me to compete in the consciousness space from morning to night."

"But speaking of the little madman, I don't know where he was teleported to. I hope he was not thrown dozens of kilometers away. I can't bring such a large group of people back to the territory silently."

If the dead Lake Lao San heard Nitia's voice, he would be depressed and vomit blood. If he had this ability and still compromised with the Wuhun Hall, he would have directly killed the Pope's Hall to become the Pope, and he would not be killed like a chicken after being taken for free.

Without anyone hindering him, Nitia's sixth soul skill was finally used smoothly.

That was the only offensive soul skill given by Zhongming Black Turtle, Black Turtle Devouring the Moon.

The air was filled with cold air, and the surrounding space solidified instantly. Then, with a crackling sound, it condensed into thick pieces of ice. In the blink of an eye, the underground space was turned into a completely sealed giant freezer, and 7 soul kings, 2 soul emperors and 1 soul saint were all sealed in it.

The moment the ice wall was erected, the trapped people noticed something was wrong. The strong threat to their lives prompted the divided small groups to temporarily reach a cooperation. Unfortunately, they reacted too slowly. When the coffin closed, the sickle of the god of death was already on their necks.

The huge black turtle phantom wrapped everything around it, and they were the food in its stomach.

The ice wall continued to emit icy air to erode their soul power, and the low temperature environment devoured their body temperature. As the temperature around them became lower and lower, Hu Lai, the strongest "Tyrannosaurus" among the crowd, finally regained his IQ. His eyes were no longer filled with tyranny, but with rational clarity.

The fourth soul ring flashed again, and the dragon breath full of destructive aura gathered in the ferocious big mouth. This time, the target was no longer teammates, and the dragon breath of destruction gushed out under the expectant eyes of everyone.

Wherever the dragon breath passed, all the ice creations were decomposed into the most primitive ice elements.

The majestic dragon breath bombarded the ice wall with unabated momentum, and the sealed huge ice wall made a cracking sound that could not bear the heavy load, and then cracks spread rapidly, and finally burst open with a bang.

"Great!" Everyone cheered in surprise.

But the cheers soon disappeared, because after the ice fog dissipated, there was still a thick ice wall standing in front of everyone.

"Come on, break this wall again and we can get out."

Everyone encouraged each other, and powerful soul skills were constantly released from their hands. With the help of "Tyrannosaurus" Hu Lai, breaking the second ice wall was not much slower than the first one, but after the ice wall was shattered, there was still an ice wall blocking them.

The third wall, the fourth wall.

They had already forgotten how many walls they had broken. When their exhausted bodies and minds and their depleted spiritual power reminded them that they should take a break, they discovered something abnormal in each other.

A stream of white cold air burst out from their bodies. Among these white cold air, the weakest soul kings were the most obvious.

The white cold air continued to merge into the surrounding ice wall. It seemed that they were constantly advancing, but in fact they were always standing still.

A trace of despair began to spread among the crowd, but they no longer had the physical strength to give it another try. The cold took away their last bit of body temperature, and ice and snow covered their stiff bodies.

As the last bit of vitality passed from the body of the Tyrannosaurus Hu Lai, the 100,000-year soul skill that no longer had soul power and vitality to devour was automatically lifted.

The shadow of the black tortoise dissipated, the blood moon disappeared, and the ice wall around it, which was as solid as ice for thousands of years, no longer had the ability to devour and reorganize, but it actually became the graveyard of soul masters.

Feeling the huge soul power that appeared out of thin air in her body, Nitia frowned.

For soul masters with insufficient innate soul power and poor bones, the soul skill that can devour the soul power of others to improve their own soul power is simply a god-level soul skill.

But for a monster like Nitia who has full innate soul power and Wang Xiaofeng's cheating, this soul skill is useless.

Although this soul power has raised her level to the peak of level 62, which is only a paper window away from level 63, the soul power she devoured is too superficial. She needs to spend more time than usual to refine and transform this soul power into her own soul power, which is far less easy than taking Yueliujiang to practice automatically.

"This broken soul skill will be scolded by the little madman when I go back, and I will probably be dragged to the small dark room to train soul skills day and night."

When she thought that the leisurely vacation was about to go away, the exhausting training and practice would accompany her every day in the future until she completely mastered the soul skills and could control the devouring ability freely, Nitia was full of dissatisfaction in her heart. Unfortunately, there was nothing around for her to vent her anger, and she could only vent her anger on the locked door.

Bang, bang, bang! ! !

The door made of fine iron was kicked open by Nitia with three kicks.

The iron door is indeed heavy and solid, but the wall connected to the door lock is obviously not as solid as the door.

With Nitia's departure, the space suddenly became quiet, with only the corpse buried by the wind and snow and the blood-colored ice crystals that were difficult to melt, silently telling the tragic battle that had broken out here before.

I read a new book these two days, the elf fan fiction "Don't Fall in Love with Trainers", the first 50 chapters are very good, if you can keep writing at this quality, it will probably become the second Qingquan