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The provocative undead were killed again, which was exciting news for the Dragon Clan.

Judging from the situation, the situation is very unfavorable for them.

The overwhelming black fog, one after another, transports undead cannon fodder to the front line, consuming their strength. They invest as hard as if they don't have money, and they don't care how much they die.

The black mist is not a bad thing. It is constantly eroding the mountains, rivers and land. The earth is covered with a layer of gray. The dragon's energy is weakened little by little. If it continues to be consumed like this, defeat will be a matter of time.

Bifanzhi did some exciting things, but it didn't help the overall situation, unless there was something awesome.

Qiao Ji flew into the sky, his magic power surged out from his sleeves.

The sky is cold and mysterious, and the world is filled with snow!

It's still the same old trick, the mana turns into a storm and sweeps out. The snowflakes condensed with magical powers turn into two, two into four, four into eight, riding on the wind, copying themselves continuously. In the blink of an eye, there is heavy snow in the sky, and the mountains and rivers are eight thousand miles away. Covered in silver.

Even the constantly surging black mist was stagnant. A large amount of cold air poured into it, and the movement of the black mist became inconvenient.

Not to mention the undead among them, the earth-level undead can also save themselves in this kind of range attack that is not targeted at individuals.

As for the undead below the earth level, if they are contaminated by a snowflake, their bodies will become cold. If they are contaminated by a few more snowflakes, they will be frozen directly. The mana of Tianhan Xuanming Jin will be cold and chill, wipe out their vitality, and be frozen. If you freeze for a while, it will kill you.

And there is no way to avoid such a heavy snowfall.

Even if they are hiding under some undead that are thousands of meters tall, the snowflakes will ride on the wind and swirl, sweeping through every inch of space with an all-clearing chill, leaving them unable to hide.

The snowflakes are not just one layer, or a few seconds, but a continuous heavy snow, the clouds roar, the north wind roars, and a god-like shadow is faintly visible above the clouds, raining down divine punishment.

On the side of the Dragon Clan covered in dragon energy, snow also fell, but it was not biting and cold at all. There was only a sense of coolness falling on the body, as if it could wash away the fatigue, and the nerves tense from the days of fighting were here. Relaxed under this soothing touch.

Those who are in the fourth level of yin and yang realm of supernatural powers can control the spirituality derived from mana, and it is normal to be able to identify ourselves and the enemy.

Therefore, the undead side of the battlefield is suffering from a deadly blizzard. The undead are forced to find ways to survive. The black mist is frozen into gray-black snow. Large sections collapse, and the power inside is also functioning. Not smooth anymore.

As for the Dragon Clan, nothing happened at all. They just watched in surprise as the undead avoided those weak snowflakes.

A treant stretched out its trunk and caught a few goose-like snowflakes without feeling anything.

As for the other party, an undead soul couldn't avoid it as a snowflake fell on it. It suddenly turned blue, thick frost formed on its skeleton, and its body became a lot heavier.

Then a strange wind blew, covering his head and face with snowflakes, and there was only one ice sculpture left in the place, trying to escape.

Looking around, it seemed like it was snowing everywhere, with no end in sight.

The gray-black frozen black mist was quickly buried by the heavy snow, leaving only white between the sky and the earth.

In the black gold square spire, the crystal mushroom head also saw the snow, because this place was also within the scope of the snow-filled universe.

Heavy snow fell, and the high bone towers were covered with snowflakes, freezing into thick frost, which gradually condensed into ice and penetrated deep into the texture and joints. The flowing spiritual substances were solidified and could not be transported normally, and the melted materials were used to make bones. A's stove also gradually went out.

"Snow?"

The crystal mushroom head was very surprised. This heavy snow had never been used by the Dragon Clan before. Why didn't they use such a powerful weapon before?

The black gold square spire suddenly became transparent, and the snowflakes penetrated it, floated in, and were caught by the crystal mushroom head. With a crushing of the bone palm, they decomposed and returned to ice mana.

"This kind of power is incompatible with the dragon race. Is it the human race?"

The only variable seems to be the human race. Human races from other worlds seem to be interfering in their war with the dragon clan.

"Human race, it seems that I will have one more world coordinate. I am going to ascend to the level of the God, and I am about to build the worlds covered with corpses."

He said to himself, "Unfortunately, I have never been able to find the legendary Heavenly Sphere of All Realms, a place created by the gods that connects all realms. If there was a Heavenly Sphere of All Realms, I wouldn't have to go through such trouble."

Among the ghosts standing on both sides, a sheep-headed Nether Flame ghost at the forefront on the right asked: "My Lord, does the Ten Thousand Worlds Celestial Sphere really exist?"

"Of course it exists. Thousands of years ago, someone else opened it. I felt that kind of fluctuation!"

"My lord, what does the celestial sphere of all realms look like?"

"I don't know either, but all the gods come and go there. There should be traces of many gods. Unlike other worlds, most of them only believe in one or two gods. This dragon world is a surprise. I saw them have a lot of beliefs before. I thought... I didn’t expect it was just a sealed place.”

The crystal mushroom head didn't want to say any more. He stood up from his throne and grabbed a curved crystal scepter standing next to him. There was something like a crystal fruit on it, emitting a dim light. He ordered Said: "Get ready to fight, the human race coming this time has some strength!"

"yes!"

The ghosts in the hall flew out one by one.

Below, huge bodies came to life to welcome their master's return.

Boom boom boom boom...

The soul fires lit up these huge creations, shattered the ice covering their bodies, shook open the snowflakes, drew their weapons, and prepared to fight.

On the black gold square spire, the crystal mushroom head held up the crystal scepter in his hand. On the top of the curved scepter, something like a fruit appeared, but it exuded a star-like brilliance, but it was dim and full of death. The breath, this is Minghui.

"I'm tired of it, now, destroy the world."

The crystal scepter is like a dark sun hanging on it. The light that can make the dead grow is getting stronger and stronger, covering an increasingly wider area. The dim light shines, and the flying snow is covered in it wherever it goes. Melt and prop up a piece of underworld, so that the undead in it can not suffer from the ice and snow.

Many clever undead immediately emerged from the ground after feeling the illumination of the underworld.

They were smart enough to see that Feixue was invincible, so they immediately went underground to escape.

The ground here has been infected by black mist for a long time, which can withstand some coldness. Those who move quickly can actually avoid this disaster. They drill down dozens or hundreds of meters to let go of the thick soil and the dead matter contained in it. Qi, blocking the cold air.

It's time for a decisive battle!

These undead souls shook off the dirt from their bodies and roared, their demonic sounds shaking the sky.