Reborn, being taken care of by the enemy Empress blocking the resurrection point

The voice was ethereal and lonely, as if it carried thousands of years of loneliness, but when I woke up, I found that there was no one here.

It's the accumulation of disappointment to the extreme.

The young man in the ice coffin stood up. His face was delicate and handsome, like a piece of jade given by heaven, carefully carved by God's will.

In this place where the average temperature reaches minus 40 degrees, the boy still has a rosy complexion and fair and delicate skin, like a newborn baby.

There is a pool of tenderness between the brows.

Compared with Gao Yunjing, who also looks quiet and delicate, the young man who just came out of the ice coffin is definitely better.

The young man looked lazy and casually glanced at Luo Baiyue, who was on guard.

He stretched out his white and tender hands lazily, and each finger was as round and delicate as green onion.

The tone was calm and gentle, but full of condescension.

"Forget it, since you are the first person to welcome my resurrection, let me give you a chance to become my attendant!"

Bang bang bang!

Three gunshots echoed in the vast space. Instead of just three shots being fired, there were only three bullets left.

After firing the gun, Luo Baiyue did not choose to change the ammunition immediately. Instead, she directly pulled out the sword from her waist and slashed at the God of Wind and Frost's neck.

The God of Wind and Frost frowned his beautiful brows, raised his flat palms, the cold breath came out of them, and a wall of ice blocked him in front of him.

The brass casings of the three bullets had melted due to the hot flames, and the three bullets were like three flaming pythons rushing at them with high temperature.

The three giant flame pythons hit the ice-blue ice wall and broke into large swaths of flame before even letting out a cry, then exploded violently.

The God of Frost was stimulated and retracted his palm. The white and slender palm of a woman's hand had been burnt black by the flames.

Facing the awe-inspiring sword light, the God of Wind and Frost simply turned sideways and was easily dodged.

However, how could Luo Baiyue, who had teamed up with Gao Yunjing to massacre most of the gods in her previous life, be such an easy person to deal with?

The sword was dodged, Luo Baiyue twisted in the air and kicked the God of Wind and Frost hard on the waist.

The God of Wind and Frost was unprepared and was kicked off the high platform by this kick.

God has been blasphemed by despicable ants, and the wrath of revenge will engulf the world.

The God of Wind and Frost, who was kicked off the high platform, immediately steadied himself and stood on the vast ice. His voice was still as calm as water, but there was hidden anger in it.

"who are you?"

Luo Baiyue took the opportunity to immediately change the magazine of the pistol, stalling for time and saying: "Why, don't you recognize me? Cross!"

"Despicable races dare to call God by his name!" Cross raised his hands, and the wind flowing in the space made a sharp explosion in response to this formerly aloof god.

"My most loyal servant, your supreme God has come back to the world and welcomes me now!"

Every word carried great pressure, and the sound of wind in the space became more and more harsh, but other than that, there was no response.

Cross put down his raised hands in confusion and looked around, his blue and white eyes full of confusion.

"Don't waste your efforts, Cross. This place where you rest is now under my control!"

After Luo Baiyue loaded the bullets, she waved her long sword and came to kill again.

"Since you want to die, I will grant you relief today!"

Cross no longer hesitated. After all, he had just come back and would not be able to break through Luo Baiyue's changed terrain in a short period of time.

With one hand, he waved several huge icicles, revealing the edge of ice from the inverted triangle. With the blessing of the wind, they rushed towards Luo Baiyue at extremely fast speeds.

The pistol in his hand was loaded and raised. Luo Baiyue fired three shots without changing his expression to crush Cross's attack.

As a god, Cross knew that the current situation was not conducive to him and did not choose to step forward to confront Luo Baiyue.

He also constantly used his control of the wind to dodge Luo Baiyue's fierce attacks.

Luo Baiyue was not angry. This was a hunting game, and only the patient hunter could have the last laugh.

What's more, she also has a very powerful back-up, the Flame Pill!

As long as you find the right opportunity and shoot it, the God of Wind and Frost will be disabled even if he is not dead!

"I will give you one last chance. Surrender now. I can forgive your transgression."

Cross, who had been shot several times, and his white robe had already become tattered, but his blood was pure white, so there was no visible change in his robe.

Unfortunately, what responded to his sincere solicitation was Luo Baiyue's merciless bullets.

A touch of anger finally appeared on Cross's face. He waved his snow-white sleeves and said angrily: "My servants will tear her to pieces!"

The sound of shattering crystals was heard in the space, and the ice wall could no longer withstand the almost crazy collision of the divine servants.

God's servants rushed over one after another, and Cross, the god of wind and frost, sat on his coffin with a calm expression.

Luo Baiyue's face turned ugly. She never expected that these brainless divine servants could be so strong.

Facing the white torrent, Luo Baiyue could only wave the long sword in his hand, drawing out lines of beautiful and cold light.

The power of ice became more and more terrifying, and countless divine servants were transformed by the cold light just for the sake of a dazzling ice sculpture.

Each bullet broke away from the brass casing and turned into a twisted and ferocious flame python.

It exploded instantly when it fell into the group of divine attendants, stirring up large swaths of fiery red flowers. Although there were many divine attendants, Luo Baiyue's killing speed was not slow.

Cross, who was sitting on the coffin and watching the play, couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up and held a pale white frost knife out of thin air, and a pale frost knife appeared in his hand.

Cross didn't hesitate, and slashed the artery of his wrist with the knife. Pure white blood, like milk, sprayed out.

"My attendants accept the power I bestow upon you! Fight for me!"

The divine servants who besieged Luo Baiyue were like cats that smelled fishy smell at this moment, and they poured into the towering platform one after another.

The pure white and noble divine blood flowed down the steps, and the divine servants were like humble mice, placing their faceless faces on the steps one after another.

In order to compete for the mouthful of divine blood that symbolizes power, the divine servants began to fight with each other, and their sharp and twisted claws broke free from the layers of snow-white robes.

He stabbed his companion in the body without mercy.

The plain white robes on the Divine Attendant's body were flying, and the fragments were like a heavy snowfall.

Cross just stood on the high platform, his originally rosy and shiny face had turned pale, but he still stretched out his wrist and let the snow-white blood drip.

The divine servant who was the first to receive the divine blood began to mutate. The slim human-like figure at first began to distort and the body became taller.

Bits of ice pierced the close-fitting snow-white robe, exposing it.

The facial features were indistinguishable, and a bright red gash appeared on the pure white face, with intertwined canines inside.

The god's servant, who was supposed to walk upright, began to evolve in his limbs, and finally became a monster crawling on the ground.

With a smile on his face, Cross stretched out his hand and pointed at Luo Baiyue.

"Go, my good boy, and tear her to pieces!"