When the job was robbed...

The whole body of the Goddess of Ice and Snow’s temple is silvery white, with a little bit of green from time to time, which shows the vitality in the ice and snow. The splendid atmosphere of the whole building reveals a kind of tenacity and heroism from the bones, which is very suitable for the barbarians living on the northern ice field. aesthetic.

The closer you get to the ruins of the temple, the more you can feel the power of the gods.

Even though the Goddess of Ice and Snow had disappeared for countless years, and the God of Light had not revealed his holy signs for many years, the coercion of the gods intertwined in this temple still existed, lingering around this building complex, and fighting each other.

Between the intertwining of white and golden rays of light, there is still a hint of gray-black aura pervading. Qiao Ting and the old priest calculated for a long time, but they couldn't figure out why the intertwining of cold divine power and bright divine power could produce Deadly, it is precisely because of this that they have been wandering outside the ruins, not daring to really enter the scope of the temple.

"Actually, there is another simple reason." The old priest looked at it for a long time and said, "That is, after the two gods disappeared, another god of necromancy or darkness appeared."

Qiao Ting pouted, "The gods are running all over the place, they really have nothing to do."

"Maybe it's because of what's in it?" Kasman had a treasure dream, and said to Fei Wen cautiously, "Be careful, you have to see it clearly!"

Feiwen glanced at Kasman expressionlessly, and wanted to slap him with itchy hands.

Qiao Ting calculated again, nodded to the old priest, and began to chant in a low voice.

Although Feiwen is also a kind of elf, it is hostile to the surface elves after all, so some of the auxiliary magic that Qiao Ting will know conflicts with the attributes of Feiwen, and there is no way to increase the strength of Feiwen.

But these days with the old priest, Qiao Ting also learned a lot. He cleverly fit the auxiliary contract runes into the contract lock, and then he made several non-attribute contract locks. You only need to hold the magic crystal of the corresponding attribute to activate these special contract locks to increase your own magic resistance.

Of course, the old priest was more straightforward. He directly picked up the staff and blessed several halos on Fei Wen's tattoo. After the blessing, he looked at Fei Wen expectantly. It's even more prosperous.

If it wasn't for this old fox, would he foolishly ask himself to investigate?

He regrets it, okay?

But when he turned his face away, facing Qiao Ting's calm expression, he felt uncomfortable again.

——Co-authored me to help you investigate, didn't you show any sign?

It just so happened that Qiao Ting finished activating several attribute contract stones, raised his eyes and faced Shang Feiwen's expressionless face, and smiled casually, "No, hold it, and crush it if you encounter danger."

Fei Wen's mood improved slightly. He took the contract stone, and before he could speak, he heard Qiao Ting continue, "But I think you probably won't need it."

Fei Wen was stunned.

Seeing Feiwen staring at him and not speaking, Qiao Ting scratched his head a little aggressively, and said embarrassedly, "Actually, with your strength, you probably won't need these things."

What he said was the truth. After several confrontations, he always took advantage of it. In the mine, he kicked him intentionally or unintentionally. In the dragon's nest, Ild provoked the dragon. On to the Fei tattoo.

However, whether it was the storm of magic elements or the pursuit of the little mother dragon, Fei Wen relied on her own strength to survive. This strength alone was enough for Qiao Ting to admire and admire... Of course, the fear deep in his heart was also deeper up.

After hearing Qiao Ting's praise, Feiwen was in a good mood. The corners of his mouth curled up, showing a wild smile, "You believe me."

I believe in your strength.

This sentence rolled around Qiao Ting's lips, but he finally swallowed it. Seeing that Fei Wen was about to go on the road, he didn't need to provoke this strange black skin.

Everything was ready, Feiwen lowered his body and slowly sneaked over. Qiao Ting saw Feiwen's figure looming, and said with emotion, "The dark elves' ability to sneak and assassinate is really unique."

They are deprived of the right to walk in the sun, but the shadows have a soft spot for them.

In this dark deep forest, even if there is an aura of divine power, and the natural shadows of the ruins are everywhere, Feiwen's pace is always unhurried, and it seems that it is going smoothly.

Gradually, Feiwen's figure disappeared into the ruins of the temple. The old priest closed his eyes and felt it, "It should be in the square."

The temple is very large, and there are side halls on both sides of the main hall. Naturally, there is a huge sacrificial square in the center. There seem to be many buildings behind the main hall, but they can't see it at the moment.

Qiao Ting set up the awning with his hands and couldn't see Feiwen for a long time. He tidied up his things and said hello to the old priest, "Then I'll go too."

The old priest nodded.

Anser was startled, "Why do you want to go?"

Qiao Ting rolled his eyes, "Fei Wen doesn't understand anything, if he goes in and damages or touches something, it will be troublesome."

"Then why don't you go in together?"

Qiao Ting looked at Kasman who raised this question like an idiot, "Of course Feiwen should go there first! I won't go in if it's dangerous!"

"..." Kasman suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Fei Wen.

Sera glanced at Kasman, and said seriously, "Kefiwen's latent ability is not comparable to yours."

Qiao Ting grinned, "It's okay, the latent ability is not good, I still have confidence in the running ability."

Then he took a deep breath and pulled out his trump card.

After a soft crackling sound, Qiao Ting in front of her eyes began to shrink slowly... Oh shit! !

Everyone was shocked, Qiao Ting actually shrunk to [-] centimeters, exactly the size of a five-year-old boy.

Qiao Ting huddled in pain. The masked man's ability is indeed easy to use, but if the proficiency is not enough, the pain will double when using it.

Nima hurt him to death! ! !

The old priest saw Qiao Ting's face wrinkled in pain, and quickly blessed him with a few restorative spells. After a while, Qiao Ting slowly got up.

He took a step, puffed, and tripped.

Everyone: "..."

Qiao Ting looked back at the crowd resentfully, then snorted coldly, held the green crystal in his hand with his little head held high, took a deep breath, and slowly touched it in.

Compared with Fei Wen's pure forward movement, Qiao Ting's speed is as slow as a snail. Every time he takes a step forward, he will carefully identify the ground under his feet, check the surrounding space inscriptions, and even the weeds and bushes will not be spared.

As he cleaned up, some corpses gradually appeared in front of his eyes. The corpses had long been turned into bones, but the strange thing was that the cross-sections of these bones exuded faint blue fluorescence. Qiao Ting carefully inspected these bones, although he did not find any. What, but still feel very strange.

He secretly noted where the bones were scattered, and continued walking forward.

At the front of the square, there are two towering Chinese watches, but now the Chinese watches have already collapsed to the ground, and the pointer on the surface is also full of decay, and there are faint blue thorns lying on it. Qiao Ting looked at the pointer on the surface, My heart is a little hairy.

He watched it for 10 minutes, but the reflection on the pointer did not change at all.

Qiao Ting swallowed involuntarily, walked carefully through the ruins of Huabiao, and came to the front of the square.

At the very front is a group of huge hexagonal flower-shaped magic statues, on which are carved the statues of the Ice and Snow Goddess and many warriors who follow the goddess. At this moment, these statues have long since broken, and the head of the goddess statue rolled to the side, covered by thick grass , only by virtue of the hexagonal flower-shaped crown can one barely recognize the head of the goddess.

Qiao Ting looked over the group of statues and looked towards the center of the square.

A tall and beautiful altar was built in the center. The whole body of the altar was made of anti-magic Saitama. Even after it was cleaned by the people of the Temple of Light, this solid and anti-magic stone still stood tenaciously in the center of the square.

He carefully chose to bypass this square. After all, the altar in the center of the field is made of Saitama. If the magic power is sufficient and the inscriptions are not damaged, then the possibility of this altar being activated is still very high. If one is accidentally used as a sacrifice, Then it was too late for him to cry.

There are many barbarian sages standing around the square. Unlike the previous groups, these statues are all priests. They wear tattered animal skins and hold up staffs of various shapes, as if they are reciting and praying.

Qiao Ting bowed respectfully, he didn't need to offend the barbarians in this regard.

Walking through the square, I saw Feiwen poking around at the entrance of the temple.

Qiao Ting raised his eyebrows, he slowly touched it, and smiled lightly, "Why did you stop here?"

The black skin in front of him trembled, and he turned his head slowly. His face was beautiful and charming, but in Qiao Ting's eyes, he looked like a ghost.

"Are you talking to me?"

Qiao Ting gasped, what is this? !

In the next second, that 'black skin' stretched out his hand towards him, as if it was going to press on him.

At the critical moment, Qiao Ting immediately slipped his palm, and a simple contract stone appeared in his palm. He crushed the contract stone with a click, and the ground under his feet trembled. Take off!

Sure enough, the bottom is empty!

Looking up, that gorgeous face gradually turned into nothingness, only a series of faint laughter remained.

Qiao Ting's heart trembled, and then there was darkness in front of his eyes.