What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

This scene was very strange. The densely packed paper figures were like soldiers, surrounding Song Shi in an instant.

In the ice and snow, living people fell one after another, also blocking Song Shi's retreat.

Hong Luo was wearing a red dress, her face was like a girl's, her face was delicate, and her eyes were looking at Song Shi with a playful look.

Her voice was clear and long: "Should I call you Song Shi, old ghost in blood, or Ye Wenzhong?"

"What does Protector Hong Luo have to do with this person?"

Lu Bingxuan, whose eyebrows and beard turned snow-white, was thoughtful as she radiated three feet of frozen mana behind her.

"A year ago, I summoned the evil god to project the dragon-vein-cutting energy in Jinxiu City. This person's body was one of the sacrifices. He should be dead. But now this body is still there. I am quite curious as to why you are under my nose. It slipped away underneath."

Hong Luo looked curious and his eyes were inexplicable.

"Old woman, are you pretending to be young again?"

Song Shi looked sarcastic, this woman looked like a girl, but in fact she was vicious and cruel, as she could tell by crushing all his bones.

"You still have such a bad mouth, I don't care who you are, you will die today!"

Hong Luo's eyes darkened, and he was too lazy to explore what was going on with this person. He pointed with a somewhat short finger, and many paper figures rushed over with strange smiles.

Song Shi glanced at the blood dragon, worried that the fight would destroy the Law Treasure's advancement. He stepped a little and ejected.

While moving away, he threw the formation flag out again and inserted it near the blood dragon. At the same time, he freed up one hand and threw out talismans one after another and stuck them around.

The situation was special now. Song Shi didn't have time to draw the talisman himself. After building a line of defense for the blood dragon, he was already entangled in paper figures.

"It's ridiculous, are you still thinking about protecting your Law Treasure at this time?"

Lu Bingxuan sneered: "You can die in peace, this Spirit Weapon belongs to us!"

He formed a seal with his hands and shouted: "Snowstorm Prison!"

As the mana activates the power of heaven and earth, the temperature drops again, countless ice and snow are flying, and amidst the whistling wind, icy walls of wind and snow are formed in all directions.

These special walls are over a hundred feet high and more than geometrically thick. They cover the sky and the sun and turn into a prison, trapping Song Shi within them.

"This time, I'll kill him!"

Paper figures were flying around Hong Luo, and around Song Shi, a large number of bird-like paper figures had fallen down.

Song Shi did not rush to die, but raised his hand, and the red flames at his fingertips quickly condensed, becoming the size of a millstone in an instant. Then he tried to throw the giant fireball and hit the paper man.

Boom!

Some of the paper figures were engulfed by golden flames. Strangely, they were not burned instantly, but were just ignited.

But this is not because the paper man is more resistant to burning, but because the power of the surrounding ice and snow quickly weakens his fireball, greatly reducing the power of his spells.

"There is almost no fire attribute power around!"

Song Shi was surprised, is this the ability of half-step Soul Formation? It can activate the power of heaven and earth to suppress opponents whose strength is lower than itself.

"Old ghost in blood clothes, most of your magic power has been weakened by me. Just capture it without any help, and you can eat less bones."

Lu Bingxuan looked confident. With him in charge, I didn't believe he could be allowed to run away today.

Seeing that his magic power was suppressed, Song Shi pretended to be surprised, but was entangled by the paper man who approached in the blink of an eye.

Hong Luo Takong approached: "You should still have the memory of your bones being broken by me. Do you want to taste it again?"

"come."

Song Shi looked strange: "Let me see if you can break my bones this time."

An evil spirit appeared on Hong Luo's face, and he came to Song Shi in an instant, grabbed his arm and pinched it like last time.

As a result, she used all her strength, but Song Shi's arm was fine at all, and her face kept turning green and red.

"I never thought that after a year of not seeing each other, my bones would become harder and harder!"

Hong Luo suppressed a sneer between his teeth, and simply took out his other hand, broke his arm at the same time, and struck at the joints.

Song Shi just moved his arm, golden light flowed from his body, and his runes flashed like Law Treasure, but nothing happened.

Hongluo's face turned ugly. How come this guy's bones were so hard? She kept breaking them. Compared with the last time, it was like heaven and earth!

"What, didn't you eat?"

Song Shi dismissed it.

Hong Luo raised his hand and pulled out a hairpin, Law Treasure, and pierced Song Shi's forehead with a pop.