Wanbao Lady

Chapter 423 Extreme Cold

The sharp nails slowly approached, and when they were less than an inch away from the pair of bright golden eyes, the struggle and pain in the eyes disappeared completely.

His pupils turned and met the eyes of the Ghost Weaver Girl directly.

Boundless golden light burst out like the bright sun, exposing all filth and dirt!

A mysterious and vast aura slowly rose from it, as if the prey in the cage was no longer a little bird, but a roc with spread wings!

"what!"

The sharp nails were suddenly retracted, and the Ghost Weaver Girl seemed to be burned by the bright sun. She subconsciously covered her eyes and face, retreated madly, and was greatly shocked.

The residual image still lingered before her eyes, a pair of bright golden eyes engraved in her mind like a brand.

But behind those smart eyes, in a trance, she seemed to see another pair of eyes!

Those eyes showed neither sadness nor joy, but were as vast as the stars and as majestic as the sky! They seemed to come from far away and focus on this side.

With this blessing, the two complemented each other, so that this pair of secret weapon eyes suddenly burst out with unprecedented power!

In mid-air.

The ghost, who was dressed in layers of gorgeous clothes, had an unstable breath. He trembled and put down his arms. He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyes were stinging. He had no choice but to use his spiritual sense to observe the surrounding situation.

But he "saw" two lines of blood and tears flowing down his face, and the places illuminated by the golden light seemed to be burned, with wisps of green smoke coming out.

And the beautiful face and skin that she was so proud of, which seemed to be as delicate as a baby, actually melted like ice and snow, revealing the dry bones underneath.

As a result, half of her face is beautiful, while the other half is scary and hideous, which seems extremely uncoordinated.

"my face!"

She immediately lost her temper and wanted to hang the human in front of her who dared to destroy her appearance, but a trace of chill gradually crept up her spine through the silk thread connecting her body.

With a "look" of his divine sense, he saw that the human female cultivator, who was tightly entangled by countless silk threads with only a pair of eyes exposed, had actually relaxed her body which had been in pain and struggle.

at the same time.

The balls of silk that were entangled with each other were freezing gradually from the inside out, visibly to the naked eye, and the extreme cold continued to climb up along the silk threads, conquering the city and the land. No matter how the silk threads twisted and struggled, it was of no use.

Click.

The silk threads that had been rolled into a pupa shape were completely frozen and no longer had any vitality. With a slight struggle by the person inside, they broke apart with a crisp sound and turned into countless ice chips that fluttered down into the sky.

The woman in red raised her hand, put the arrow on the bow, pulled the bow, and aimed, all in one go!

However, this time the arrow on the bow was not fiery red, but light blue like water and ice, emitting an extreme coldness!

In a trance, the Ghost Weaver Girl "saw" that there seemed to be another tall and ethereal figure standing behind the woman with the bow, raising her hands like the woman in red below.

But what he held in his hand was not a bow and arrow, but... a chess piece?

Before she could think more, the next moment.

But then the bowstring in the red-clothed woman's hand loosened.

At the same time, the sound of chess pieces falling could be heard faintly.

An arrow flashing with light blue light came flying at her at a high speed, dragging a meteor-like cold mist along with it, locking her aura firmly inside, as if it was going to nail her to death on the spot!

The Ghost Weaver Girl's mind was trembling wildly, and immediately a thought moved, and countless thin threads surged like a torrent, layer upon layer, blocking her way!

The next moment.

Ding--

In an instant, the huge ball of thread that covered the sky and the sun froze layer by layer at a speed visible to the naked eye, and exploded on the spot, blasting out streaks of icy light and causing countless ice to fall.

At the same time, with the arrow as the center, cold rays spread in all directions, like a maggot attached to the bone. In the blink of an eye, they climbed up the silk threads, freezing them to death, and gradually spread towards the source.

Thousands and thousands of silk threads like thin snakes remained in their previous movements and froze in mid-air, turning into ice sculptures, as if they had been covered with frost for thousands of years.

cold.

Biting cold.

The ghost weaver looked at the gradually spreading cold light, her face filled with extreme fear.

How long has it been since she turned into a ghost and no longer feared the cold?

But today, the severe cold seemed to penetrate deep into her soul, making her body tremble and her teeth chatter.

If you don't stop, you will die!

Her sixth sense was screaming wildly, and she seemed to see herself being frozen into an ice sculpture like those thousands of silk threads.

Then his face turned grim and he decisively used his ghost power.

"Uh......"

The next moment, as if being cut by an invisible pair of scissors, all the silk threads in her long hair, behind her, in the layers of sleeves, and under her skirt broke and fell into the air. Then, they were completely frozen by the cold light that chased up from the source, and she fell heavily to the ground.

Shattered into ice chips.

The Ghost Weaver Girl "watched" all this in horror, and couldn't help but feel grateful in her heart.

If it had been a little later, she would probably have ended up like this!

What on earth is this thing? Who is behind this?

She "looked" at the woman in red in the distance, and saw that her eyes were still as bright as gold, without any sadness or joy. She stretched out her hand, and another arrow came onto the bowstring.

He was so frightened that he jumped up and turned into a ball of dark wind, flying towards the direction of Xisha Kingdom.

In an instant, he disappeared.

After all, it is a Yangshen-level ghost. If it is determined to escape, it will be impossible to stop it.

Qin Lingshan blinked and slowly put down the bow and arrow.

Fatigue and aches spread like a tide through my limbs, as if I had been beaten up for three days and three nights without sleep.

"Hiss~" She shook her head, trying to stay clear.

But at this moment, I saw a familiar figure appearing on the sand not far away from the corner of my eye. This time, it was like drinking strong tea, I didn't want to sleep anymore, and my body became energetic.

Just want to beat someone up.

"Spare...spare my life..."

Seeing those golden eyes suddenly looking at him, the captain was so frightened that he shuddered and fell to the ground, his legs so weak that he couldn't move.

It was as if I had seen some ferocious beast.

God knows, after learning from a little ghost that the matter was exposed, he knew that the Demon Suppression Division would sooner or later find out about him.

In order to have a place to stay when he fled to the Xisha Kingdom, and also for revenge, he set up such a trap together with Lady Ghost Weaver as a token of his loyalty, while the border expulsion order had not yet been taken away by the court.

Who would have thought that this evil star would be so powerful!

Even the Ghost Weaver Lady is no match for him!

Seeing the woman in red approaching step by step, stepping on his heartstrings, the man's face turned fierce...

It was just a cruel move...

On the golden sand, there was a dull sound of fists hitting flesh, and bursts of screams like slaughtered pigs...