In the world of Meng Wang, I became the master of ice

The dead body was buried, and the dead body was buried.

"Hey, why have the monsters become so manic recently?"

Gulansita waved the Ice Ghost Sword in his hand in confusion.

"Shua~Boom"

The evil centipede on the opposite side was split into two parts, turned into an ice sculpture and fell to the ground and shattered, deader than dead.

"Report, successfully hunted the B-level evil centipede. Successfully launched the predator... The material was successfully obtained in advance..."

Gulansita ignored the reminder sound of the master in his mind, but looked at the dozen evil centipedes that were slowly surrounding him in confusion.

"Strange, these monsters didn't run away, and they still had the courage to surround them?"

Gulansita muttered to himself, what happened today?

"【Ice Thorns】Activate"

Everything around turned into an ice thorn field, and the scene instantly turned into an ice hell, showing a strange beauty.

"It seems that my magic power has increased a lot..."

The flames in the eyes of these evil centipedes gradually extinguished, and the reminder sound of the master kept echoing in Gulansta's mind.

"I have to go to the depths of the forest to see what happened. Could it be that thing? I have to confirm it."

Gulansta put away the ice ghost sword and turned to walk in a direction in the forest. When he was hunting monsters before, he vaguely remembered that there was a village of the big ghost tribe.

All the monsters that attacked him along the way turned into nutrients for the ice ghost in his hand.

...

The once peaceful big ghost village.

Now it is shrouded in raging fire and billowing smoke. The iron army of the pig head tribe surged like a tide, and their eyes flashed with greed and madness.

"The old, weak, women and children, stay at home and don't come out. The big ghosts who are capable of fighting, take up weapons to protect the village and chop these pig heads with me."

The villagers of the big ghost tribe fought back, but faced with the large number and powerful pig heads, they gradually fell into despair.

The pig heads attacked mercilessly. They waved their weapons with their sturdy arms and razed the houses and buildings of the big ghost village to the ground.

The screams of the villagers and the roars of the pig heads intertwined, playing a symphony of destruction.

Although the warriors of the big ghost tribe were brave, their resistance seemed so weak in the face of the absolute numerical advantage of the pig heads.

And their big ghost chief had just been killed by a pig head and a masked demon.

"Take the young master and the princess away quickly. Our clan leader has died in the battle. We can't..."

"No, I am a warrior of the Great Ghost Clan. I want to die with my father at the last moment."

"The rest of you, kill with me!"

The red-haired big ghost called the young master picked up the flaming sword and roared at the remaining clan members.

He rushed into the pig-headed soldiers and stabbed them one by one, and the amazing flames swept out.

Two big ghosts with black and white hair wandered beside the young master like ghosts. A pig-headed soldier fell to the ground with a flash of his body.

"Old man~ roar"

"Ah~"

At this desperate moment, the young master of the Great Ghost Clan led the remaining clan members to make the final resistance.

They were full of anger and unwillingness, but facing the powerful and numerous pig-headed tribe, the situation began to become one-sided.

The army of the pig-headed tribe was like a tide that could not be killed completely, and the magic power in their bodies dried up.

"Something is wrong with these pig-headed people! We can't stop them. Young master, you and the princess must go. You should take the young masters away quickly. We will hold them back."

At this moment, a masked demon and a pig-headed man with a terrifying aura took action.

These rebellious big ghosts were ruthlessly killed one by one, and blood and flames intertwined, spreading all over every corner of the village.

The army of the pig-headed people ravaged every inch of the big ghost village and slaughtered wantonly.

"My people..."

The red-haired big ghost had red eyes and bloodshot eyes. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

How could these pig-headed people have such strong armor? Why was their power gap so big?

"Young master, let's go! You and the princess are the hope of our village!"

"Go!"

This word seemed to roar out from the depths of his throat, with endless grief and determination.

The once prosperous village has now become a ruin, devastated, filled with the smell of blood and scattered with broken debris.

He took the few remaining tribesmen and walked a short distance away, but every step seemed extremely heavy.

"Brother..."

A pink-haired big ghost held his brother, his eyes showing deep sorrow, as if he had lost all hope.

"Ahem... Young Master, Princess, those damn pig-headed people are chasing us again."

The young master looked back and saw hundreds of fully armed pig-headed people holding sharp weapons, chasing us aggressively.

Their footsteps stomped on the ground, making a dull sound, as if the whole ground was shaking.

Fortunately, the masked demon and the leading pig-headed man did not chase us together. This made the young master feel a little relieved, but at the same time he also felt powerless.

He glanced at the few remaining tribesmen beside him, especially when his eyes touched the deep sadness in his sister's eyes, a hint of bitterness appeared at the corners of his mouth.

The once powerful big ghost tribe now has only a few people left, and they are facing the crisis of being exterminated.

"We have almost used up all our magic power. I never thought that our Great Ghost Clan would be exterminated by these pig-headed people one day."

The sadness and deep hatred in his eyes intertwined. If only he could be stronger, if only he could protect his people... But the reality was so cruel that he could only watch his people fall one by one, and he was powerless.

"We are ready to sacrifice!"

"Young Master, take the princess away!"

An old man with white hair and wrinkles said with a disordered and unstable breath.

His voice trembled, but his tone was full of determination.

Although the other three Great Ghost Clan warriors standing by had different degrees of scars on their bodies, they also stared at their young master with a firm and resolute look.

"You..."

The young master's throat was choked, and tears flashed in his eyes. He wanted to say something, but found that his words became so pale and powerless at this moment.

However, time was running out and they could not afford to hesitate too much. The four big ghosts fearlessly rushed into the camp of the surging pig-headed soldiers.

They waved their weapons and started a final fight with the enemy.

And at this moment

The temperature around them began to drop sharply, and snowflakes fell from the sky.

A blurry figure in a blue robe was slowly approaching the battlefield here.

"Brother, look at what that is?"

She covered her mouth in shock and pointed in a direction.

The red-haired young master followed his gaze until he saw a figure with long blue hair, and his pupils shrank.