Chapter 447

After dealing with the giant spotted python, Zhou Yi shakes his head helplessly.

Then he stretched out his hand and pulled down the box from his waist and put it in front of his eyes to watch carefully.

But after watching for a long time, he still didn't get the point.

Because there is a layer of confinement outside the box. If you open it in the wrong way, the contents inside will turn to ashes.

Although Zhou Yi was curious, he still resisted the desire to open the box.

After walking forward for a short time, Zhou Yi suddenly finds that the black fog in the air has become much less, and the visibility in front of him has basically returned to normal.

But there was a little more yin and cold in the air.

Zhou Yi raised his head suspiciously. Just now he was only thinking about the box, but he did not pay attention to the changes around him. At this time, he saw that the towering ancient trees in front of him were dotted with frost.

Zhou Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, and a troublesome memory climbed into his mind. He turned his head and left without thinking about it.

"Who is it?" Behind him came a hoarse and loud voice. Zhou Yi only felt that the temperature around him suddenly dropped, and a slight click came from his feet.

Without waiting for Zhou Yi to open his feet again, he suddenly finds that his legs can't move.

Slightly drooping his eyes, Zhou Yi couldn't help but cry in his heart: "I depend on you

After Zhou Ling Yi met Zhou Ling Yi, he couldn't find a way to get rid of him.

Then he will be in the body of the spirit of the operation and up, hoping to break through the shackles of his feet.

Click! The majestic spiritual power moved to the legs, and the sound of ice breaking came out.

Zhou Yi was overjoyed that he could break through the ice under his feet as long as he put more effort on it. Then he ran away from here with lightning speed.

Of course, once again, the facts prove that reality is always cruel.

When Zhou Yi plans to break through the energy for the second time, he finds that the ice on his legs is spreading rapidly.

It was a little faster than I expected.

As a result, Zhou Yi was trapped in a foot thick ice block.

If it takes time, Zhou Yi will surely be able to quickly freeze into a human shaped popsicle.

While greeting each other's ancestors, Zhou Yi mobilizes his spiritual power to move his whole body, so as to save himself from being frozen into popsicles.

A moment later, there was a very light footstep in the woods.

Zhou Yi sees a figure through the icicle.

You don't have to guess. You know it must be the one who froze himself.

"Not a coward!"

The visitors wore a silver robe, a silver shawl and long hair, and even those eyes were full of strange silver gray.

Zhou Yi wants to reply to him, but he is trapped in the ice and has no way to open his mouth.

However, the sword in his hand is full of energy, hoping to penetrate the ice directly at a certain moment and give the long hair a fatal blow.

As if seeing Zhou Yi's small movements, the man hooked his lips and said with a smile, "by you?"

Zhou Yi stuck his neck in the ice and said, "it's up to me. What's the matter?"

The rest of his voice was as good as a cry.

Zhou Yi's sweat, and again in the heart to greet the long hair of the ancestors of the eighteen generations.

But it's not good to greet him like this. He still wants to escape from here. The long hair in front of him is a pervert who can't blink. The monk who falls on his hand hardly escapes.

Moreover, after he killed a man, he would devour the man even with the spirit, which was used to encourage his cultivation.

In other words, he not only killed people, but also killed immortals, especially demons and demons. He was called abnormal by many creatures outside here.

Long Mao raised his eyes and took a look at Zhou Yi in the ice. His eyes seemed to flash across a cold light.

It seems that he doesn't look down on the monk who has such a practice.

If the cultivation is not enough, even if you swallow it, it will not be of much use. Even if you waste your time, you might as well kill it.

Thinking of this, Chang Mao's eyes instantly filled with a sense of obliteration. Then, Zhou Yi felt that the hard ice that was holding him was gradually pressing on his body.

The hard ice keeps expanding. In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yi feels that not only has his skin changed, but also the bones in his body feel sharp pain.

If you keep pressing on like this, Zhou Yi absolutely believes that he can turn into a blood mist in the blink of an eye.

"Pain!" This is the only word left in Zhou Yi's mind.

The spiritual power in his body kept running, trying to resist the hard ice that was constantly pressed on him, but no matter how hard he tried, it was just a drop in the bucket. The pain on his body became more and more serious, and even he became difficult to breathe.Just when Zhou Yi thought he was dead, the ice that was squeezing him in all directions stopped moving, and then slowly retreated a little.

Zhou Yi was given the opportunity to breathe fresh air and let his shriveled lungs fill up in an instant.

However, what surprised Zhou Yi even more was still to come.

That long hair actually kindly pulled the ice around his body.

Think of the mind began to liven up, thinking about their feet wipe oil plan is really can succeed.

But then he was pulled back to reality by long Mao's words: "hand it in!"

Zhou Yi doesn't know. So, what's this guy kidding about? What do you want him to pay? This old life?

"What?" Zhou Yi looks puzzled.

"What's on you, hand it in!" Long hair accentuated the tone, you can see that he is very unhappy now.

"On me?" Zhou Yi was even more confused. For the first time, he thought about the internal organs of the demon beast, which he had worked so hard to obtain. Is this guy going to directly deprive others of the fruits of their labor?

Seeing Zhou Yi's silly appearance, long Mao pointed to Zhou Yi's waist impatiently.

Zhou Yi's subordinates consciously touched his waist: "did he take a fancy to my waist? I know my charm is great, but... "

but at this time, Zhou Yi suddenly touched the box hanging on his waist.

Then he realized that the long hair wanted this box.

Although he was reluctant to give up, since his own life was in the hands of others, he would not want to be rich or die. Yu Shi, like a stream of kindness, tore the box off his waist and handed it to him.

The other party takes Zhou Yi's things. Zhou Yi even looks forward to waiting for the long hair to open the lid of the box, so that he can know what is inside.

But the long hair didn't play according to the common sense. The box was in the hand. The silver eyes first flashed through a sharp color, and then flashed it back to Zhou Yi's hand, saying, "you can go!"

Zhou Yi:...

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