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Chapter 444
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The provocative undead was beheaded again, which is exciting news for the Dragon Clan.

Judging from the situation, the situation is not good for them.

The overwhelming black mist, wave after wave, transported the cannon fodder of the undead to the front line, consuming their strength, putting in as much effort as money, and not caring how many died.

The black mist is not a good stubble, it is constantly eroding the mountains and rivers, the earth is covered with a layer of gray, and the dragon energy is weakened little by little. If it continues to be consumed like this, it will be a matter of time before it dies.

Bi Anzhiya has done some exciting things, but it won't help the whole situation unless, well, something exciting.

Qiao Ji flew into the sky, with mana surged out from his sleeves.

The sky is cold and mysterious, and the sky is full of snow!

It's still an old trick, the mana turns into a storm and sweeps out, and the snowflakes condensed with supernatural powers turn into two, two into four, four into eight, ride the wind, and copy themselves continuously, in the blink of an eye, there is heavy snow all over the sky, eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers Wrapped in silver.

Even the constantly surging black mist was stagnant, and a large amount of cold air poured into it, making the operation of the black mist inconvenient.

Not to mention the undead among them, the undead at the ground level can still save themselves in this kind of range attack that does not target individuals.

As for the undead below the prefectural level, if they are stained with a single snowflake, their bodies will be icy cold. If they are covered with a few more snowflakes, they will be frozen directly. Freeze for a while, and it will kill you.

And such a heavy snowfall is absolutely incomparable.

Even if they are hiding under some undead who are thousands of meters tall, the snowflakes will ride the wind and swirl, sweeping away all the chill and sweeping through every inch of space, making it impossible for them to hide.

The snowflakes are not just one layer, or a few seconds, but a continuous heavy snow, with the roaring clouds and the roaring north wind, and a god-like shadow can be faintly seen above the clouds, descending divine punishment.

On the side of the dragon clan covered by the dragon aura, the snow also fell, but it was not icy cold at all, only a sense of coolness fell on the body, as if it could wash away the fatigue, the nerves that had been tense from fighting for days were here Soothed and relaxed.

It is normal to be able to identify the enemy and the enemy with the supernatural power of four levels of yin and yang.

Therefore, the undead side on the battlefield is being attacked by a deadly blizzard, and the undead are forced to find ways to survive. The black mist is frozen into gray-black snow, and 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-feather-like snowflakes, feeling nothing.

On the other side, an undead couldn't avoid being felled by a snowflake, and it was suddenly blue, thick frost formed on the skeleton, and the body became a lot heavier.

Then a strange wind blew and covered his body with snowflakes, leaving only an ice sculpture trying to escape.

Looking around, it seems that it is snowing everywhere, and there is no end in sight.

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

Among the black gold square minaret, Crystal Mushroom Head also saw the snow, because this place is also within the snow-covered universe.

The heavy snow fell, and the bone towers were covered with snowflakes, freezing a thick frost, which gradually condensed into ice, and penetrated into the joints of the skin. Those flowing spiritual substances were solidified and could not be transported normally. A's stove is also gradually extinguished.

"Snow?"

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 big killer before?
The black gold square tower suddenly became transparent, snowflakes penetrated it, floated in, were caught by the crystal mushroom head, crushed by the bone palm, and decomposed into ice mana.

"This kind of power is incompatible with the dragon race, is it a human race?"

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

"Human race, it seems that I need one more world coordinates. Ascend to the gods and ranks, and I am about to forge worlds full of bones."

He said to himself, "Unfortunately, I haven't been able to find the legendary Ten Thousand Realms Celestial Sphere. The gods created a place that connects ten thousand realms. If there were Ten Thousand Realms Celestial Sphere, I wouldn't have to bother so much."

Among the ghosts standing on both sides, a sheep-headed Mingyan ghost in the front row on the right asked: "My lord, does the celestial sphere of the myriad realms really exist?"

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

"My lord, what does the Myriad Realms celestial sphere look like?"

"I don't know, but all the gods will come and go there. There should be traces of many gods. Unlike all walks of life, most of them only believe in one or two gods. This Dragon Realm is an accident. I saw that they have a lot of beliefs before. I thought... I didn't expect it to be just a sealed place."

The crystal mushroom head didn't want to say more, stood up from his throne, grabbed a curved crystal scepter standing beside it, on which there was something like a crystal fruit, emitting a dim yellow light, he ordered Said: "Get ready to fight, the human race who came this time has some strength!"

"Yes!"

The ghosts in the hall flew out one by one.

Below, huge bodies came to life to welcome the return of their masters.

boom boom boom...

Blossoming soul fires lit up these huge creations, shattered the ice covering their bodies, shook off the snowflakes, drew out 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 bent scepter, there appeared a fruit-like thing, but it exuded a star-like brilliance, but it was dim, with death The breath, this is Minghui.

"I'm tired, now, destroy this world."

Like a dark sun hanging on the crystal scepter, the radiance that can make the undead grow is scattered, becoming stronger and stronger, covering a wider and wider range, shining the dim yellow radiance, and flying snow is covered by it wherever it goes. Melting, propping up a piece of Netherland, so that the undead in it can not suffer from the ice and snow.

Many witty undead came out of the ground immediately after feeling the radiance of Minghui.

They were resourceful enough, seeing that Feixue was invincible, they immediately went underground to hide.

The land here has been infested with black mist for a long time, and it can withstand some chills. Those who moved quickly escaped this disaster. Qi, blocking the cold.

It's time for a decisive battle!

These undead shook off the dirt on their bodies, roared, and the magic sound shook the sky.

(End of this chapter)