"That's right, you've heard of him, so on the premise that you don't know that he is an incarnation outside your body, you must go all out."

"Even if it turns out that the other party's strength is wrong, it's too late to stop."

He leaned over and smiled coquettishly, covered his red lips, and said in a low voice: "You want to use all your strength to take him down so that you can claim credit?"

"It's a pity. In the end, I found out that what I was fighting was actually just an incarnation outside the body."

"The bamboo basket fetches water in vain."

"The person was not caught, but the biggest secret was exposed to others."

"The power of emptiness..."

The storyteller giggled.

After a long time, his face was solemn, and his voice became cold, "Which teammate of yours did you kill and then plunder?"

"Oh!"

Vigil waved out the ice crystal hand holding the ancient book.

The storyteller was immediately blasted into the sky like a cannonball.

It was not until a long time later that there was a bang and it hit the ground again.

"puff!"

"Cough cough, heh, heh..."

The storyteller touched the blood on the corner of his lips, and laughed again, "I'm angry from embarrassment, you are."

Watching the night with a sullen face, he stepped forward.

But at this time, there is no waiting for any further action.

The sound came from the ancient book, as if it had undergone a complete qualitative change, becoming clear and audible.

"Crack-"

"Crack-"

The air temperature dropped suddenly.

This time, not only the palm of the night vigilante holding the book turned into ice crystals.

Under the clinging of the "Frozen Tribulation Power", even the entire arm and half of the body were condensed in an instant.

"Oh!"

Vigil's body shook, and the ice breath was shattered again.

He looked at the ancient book in surprise.

Why is there a bad smell?

Gathering back to his senses, he looked around again.

The surrounding scenery seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes while he was in a daze.

A thick layer of ice crystals was frozen over the land with a radius of tens of feet.

Even the storyteller, who was lying on the ground and had no time to get up, turned into a completely immobile ice sculpture under the sudden drop in temperature.

"This?"

Vigil was shocked.

What he felt before was just the broken breath of the ancient book space.

But with just a few words, the way of space in there was completely suppressed by the way of ice cold?

"how is this possible?"

In the space of ancient books, how could there be a more powerful aura than the broken way of space?

"All?"

Vigil suddenly remembered the word in the storyteller's words just now.

"Could it be that, when this guy was about to die, did he really release some great power that was sealed inside?"

The vigilante's expression became uncertain.

No wonder he was suspicious.

In fact, when this ice crystal world turned everything upside down, he could feel a very familiar feeling from it. He was about to face it, but he didn't dare to face it...

The power of catastrophe!

This kind of catastrophic power will only appear during the "Nine Deaths Thunder Tribulation".

Now the icy breath is mixed with a lot of this kind of breath, doesn't it mean.

Will the person who is about to escape from the ancient book space be at least one Dao Zhan who has truly survived the "nine-death thunder calamity"?

Maybe, it's not just cutting the way!

Or maybe, more than one!

"Chichi~"

The ground began to steam off the cold air.

In just a moment, the snowflakes all over the sky are withered.

Vigil felt that he could no longer hold the ancient book.

The rich "power of freezing catastrophe" came from the palm, and it penetrated into the sea of ​​​​qi in an instant.

Caught off guard, even a small part of Qi Hai Lingyuan was frozen.

"Night, swallow the sky!"

Vigil couldn't help but put aside the ancient book and put his palms together.

In an instant, the sea of ​​air turned into a dark vortex, whirling crazily, directly devouring the "power of freezing catastrophe" that permeated the body.

He glanced at the sky.

It was snowing heavily.

At this moment, even looking up at the sky, there is no trace of crimson, only thick snowflakes covering the eyes.

"bite!"

In one word.

The ground began to be swallowed by darkness, and then the night climbed up to the sky, completely blackening this white world.

Only then did Vigil feel relieved.

But then.

"Crack-"

In the darkness that should have swallowed the world's scenery, there was a voice!

Vigil was startled.

Looking up, I finally found that my night only covered an area with a radius of several hundred feet.

But the rest is still snowflakes!

"what is this?"

He was shocked.

The night that I summoned seemed to be imprisoned by the power of ice and cold.

It seems that there is an invisible space barrier, trapping oneself in it.

A ridiculous thought suddenly occurred to Vigil.

This kind of situation is like sitting in a huge invisible alchemy.

The power of ice is like a flame, scorching the inner self on the outside.

And the self in the inner world of the cauldron is as insignificant as a pill.

No matter how hard he struggles, the night wants to expand.

Once you touch the cauldron wall, it will be difficult to go outside.

"What the hell!"

Watching the night didn't dare to be careless, he directly grabbed his body and kicked the ice crystals that trapped the storyteller into pieces.

"In your ancient book space, what is sealed is the sealed ghost beast you mentioned, or the ice ghost beast?"

"Cackling..."

"Giggle groove..."

The storyteller's entire face was frozen blue and purple.

Under the "Forbidden Martial Arts Order", half of the spiritual energy in his body could not be used, so how could he withstand such "the power of freezing robbery"?

"say!"

The night watchman slapped down his palm and directly absorbed the power in his body, which made the storyteller feel better.

"Everyone, everyone, family..."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..."

"speak English!"

Vigil slapped the stuttering man across the face.

"Tattoo!"

The storyteller's silver teeth were shot flying.

But the pain seemed to have finally awakened a little consciousness, and he covered his face, his eyes full of shock.

"No, something is wrong..."

"My family, my family is just..."

He stopped abruptly.

There are some things that the watchman doesn't know, but he knows everything about it as a storyteller.

It didn't take long for the phantom of this ancient book to be differentiated, that is, it was done before returning to the Eastern Region.

As soon as he arrived in the Eastern Region, he found his brother and entered the White Cave.

Although there is some time in between.

But those who are really sealed in the ancient book space are not very powerful.

It is even more impossible for the power of the ice attribute to exist.

The real good products are all in the original ancient books!

The only thing that can be said...

Seal the ghost beast?

"So, this cold attribute comes from the 'Three Days of Frozen Tribulation', from the sealed ghost beast?"

"But, it's not right!"

The storyteller was puzzled again.

Even if he knew that the sealed ghost beast was in the ancient book space, he might choose to devour the "Three Days of Frozen Tribulation".

But to devour is to devour.

With the seal attribute, even if you can seal the "Three Days of Frozen Tribulation", if you don't give the opponent some time, you can't subdue it at all.

Even if the ghost beast had special means, or it was bad luck, "Three Days of Frozen Tribulation" chose to directly recognize the owner.

How could it be mastered to such an extent in a short while?

"That's the 'Three Days of Freezing Tribulation'!"

His storyteller didn't care, it was because the attributes didn't match, it didn't mean that "Three Days of Freezing Tribulation" wasn't strong.

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