Chapter 827 (1/2)

”Hoo --”

When they see the white fog in their mouth, which is already visible to the naked eye, the array has started.

The monk who rushed to the back slipped and fell forward.

When he fell down, he was surprised to find that a thick layer of ice had formed under his feet.

It's smooth and transparent, so people can't stand at all.

And at this moment, the ice is still spreading around.

With a bang, the monk fell to the ground heavily.

All of a sudden, the ice layer split fine lines, like a dense cobweb.

Hearing the movement behind him, the other two monks subconsciously looked back.

In addition to the fallen companions, they also saw the white fog surging in the void, as if there were some terrible monsters hidden in it, constantly chasing them.

This kind of horrible scene, even if it is them at the moment, can't help feeling numb.

Under the palpitation, they quickly turn their heads, want to leave here faster.

But as soon as they turned their heads, they saw a wall of ice not far in front of them. They didn't know when it appeared.

On the ice wall, there are sharp ice spines.

Each thorn is five or six feet long.

As soon as the sun shines, the sharp surface even reflects the cold light as if it were a blade.

The pupils of the two friars contracted sharply.

I don't know why, they have a feeling at the moment.

If they don't have time to stop and put it on, they will be tied into hedgehogs and poked into sieves.

There was a roar in his mouth, and the Friar's wrist shook. He immediately pulled out two long black knives and cut them against the ice wall.

”Boundless wave cut!”

In a flash, the blade was like a tide, rolling and pouring out.

A void, this moment seems to be twisted into pieces by the knife light, with broken light and shadow, in a twinkling of an eye, all the ice thorns are cut off, and together with the ice wall, they are blown apart.

Broken ice, in an instant, flying all over the sky.

When the sun shines, it even refracts rainbows.

The picture is beautiful, but the leading monk feels colder and colder.

Behind the cold ice wall, there is a terrible heat.

The heat breathed like a volcanic eruption, and it was always hidden behind the ice wall.

It's as if Chu Yan had already prepared all this, and expected that they would break the ice wall, waiting for them to take the initiative.

At the same time, the distant Chu speech, in the mouth light vomits a word: ”fire.”

Boom!

In the middle of the cold wind and broken soldiers, a blood like red burst out suddenly.

It's as if the rising sun has just jumped on the horizon, and the bright red light is shining everywhere.

At the last moment, the white wind and snow turned into a red world.

As the ice and snow melt away, the flame, like a howling God of anger, rushes towards the monk in front of him.

There was still a distance between them, but the leading monk had already felt the skin on his cheek and arm and felt the burning pain.

The blazing fire, hunting sound, let him have to avoid the edge.

Hate hate look behind him, he had to return to just out of the area.

At the same time, and he quickly avoid, and has been chasing his monk.

As for the one who was slipped by ice and snow, when he reacted, the fire had already rushed in front of him.

The half face that was not blocked by the mask was full of panic and despair.

Boom!