strokinit Chapter 274 The Ugly Little Hockey Puck
Chapter 274 The Ugly Little Hockey Puck
In the secret room of the barrier.
Countless ice flowers formed in an instant, and the temperature dropped suddenly.
Even Spirit Qi is frozen.
Fortunately, Ji Song and his team were not really sealed, as they were all above the level of gods.
But even so, the spiritual power in his body was frozen to the point of crawling as slowly as a turtle.
Fifth Ruoshui, Ji Wuyou and Fifth Wenbai were not affected by the cold air, and their spiritual energy continued to function as usual.
While Mo Qianlan was desperately stimulating her spiritual power, she asked, "Wen Bai, are you okay?"
It shouldn't be, Wen Bai is a god.
There are also Ruoshui and Wuyou, their combat power is lower, why are they not affected?
Fifth Wenbo thought for a while: "Maybe it's because I've eaten too much Spirit Medicine and Spirit Beast in Xingyue Sect these days."
"I think it's because of the milk tea given by the sect leader during the sect's bonfire meeting." Fifth Ruoshui said, "That is a supreme divine thing."
Ji Wuyou nodded: "I agree with Shui Shui."
"Hey, this cold air seems to be of the same origin as mine." Xiao Bing blinked his big eyes and said.
Tang Yue waved his hand slightly.
The cold air has not disappeared, but Mo Qianlan and others are no longer affected.
She originally wanted to defeat them all, but since Xiaobing said that she was from the same ancestry as him, she would keep them for now and study them.
Qing He understood what Tang Yue meant, and a green flame ignited on his fingertips.
The flame is suspended in the air, elegant and agile.
A faint, green flame power began to spread around.
The cold air met the power of fire, just like a mouse met a cat, and began to run around.
Finally, driven by the power of flames, all the icy air gathered in the corner, forming an ice ball the size of a plum.
There is a cold air on the surface.
Ji Song's entire palm was wrapped with spiritual power, and he lightly touched the ice ball.
In an instant, the spiritual power in his palm collapsed.
A hint of whiteness quietly climbed onto his fingertips, and the entire finger instantly turned into a transparent ice crystal.
An irresistible chill instantly spread throughout his body.
Ji Song fell to the ground involuntarily.
The moment his palms rested on the ground, a crisp sound was heard.
Ji Song looked over subconsciously and saw that the finger that had turned into ice crystal was broken into three or four pieces.
Didn't feel any pain.
Ji Song was stunned for a moment when his broken fingers instantly turned into ice mist and poured in from his broken fingers. Then he watched helplessly as he turned into an ice sculpture.
Then it was broken inch by inch.
At the moment when his whole body was completely shattered, he felt that his consciousness began to blur.
So, is he dead?
At this moment, Ji Song heard a crisp sound of bells.
In the next second, his vague consciousness gradually returned.
After fully returning, Ji Song suddenly opened his eyes and saw himself sitting on the ground.
He immediately lowered his eyes to look at his fingers, which were intact.
Then I remembered to look at the people around me.
But he found that except for the people from the Xingyue Sect, everyone else fell to the ground, breathing heavily with lingering fears on their faces.
"You also saw yourselves turned into ice sculptures and then shattered?" Ji Song's voice was a little hoarse.
Mo Qianlan nodded: "It must be an illusion. We are all in an illusion."
Then he looked at Fifth Wenbai and the other three.
Being a member of the Xingyue Sect is a great thing, and I wonder if she will have the qualifications and luck to do so in the future.
"It is indeed an illusion." Qinghe put away the bell: "But now that you have listened to the Qingxin Bell, you will not fall into any illusion again in the next year."
"Thank you, Lord Qinghe." Mo Qianlan bowed and saluted hurriedly.
Qinghe waved his hand: "You're welcome."
Xiao Bing on the side has already grabbed the ice ball, holding it in his palm and looking at it carefully for a long time.
"Master, the aura here is really from the same origin as me."
"The layout of the illusion is also the same as mine."
"But I've never been here."
"I have never lent my power to that Ji Luo. How strange."
"Can it be absorbed?" Tang Yue asked.
Xiaobing nodded, then swallowed the ice ball in one gulp, his expression instantly turned ugly.
"Bah, bah, bah, it tastes terrible."
Xiaobing said, vomiting broken ice shards all over the floor.
His appetite has been whetted by Ruan Qiu's food recently, which is either fruity or chicken-flavored.
Ruan Qiu is currently studying pork ribs flavor and cumin flavor.
But right now, this hockey puck is tasteless.
Xiaobing is really hard to swallow.
After the broken ice shards hit the ground, they immediately turned into clouds of ice mist and quickly submerged into Xiao Bing's body.
Xiaobing felt that his combat power had instantly improved a lot.
But his mind was not on that right now, so he took out a bowl of chicken-flavored iced beans and started chewing them.
This is food, this is life.
Cool.
After Xiao Bing finished the bowl of ice beans, Tang Yue asked: "After absorbing it, can you detect the source of this cold air?"
Xiaobing nodded: "Yes, it's in the west of the city."
"West of the city..." Mo Qianlan thought: "Is it the huge ice sculpture you asked about before?"
"Yeah." Xiaobing nodded again: "That's right there."
"That ice sculpture has existed for a long, long time." Mo Qianlan frowned: "According to ancient records, it must be nearly ten thousand years old, right?"
"I'm afraid it won't stop." Ji Song said, "It will take more than ten thousand years."
"But in the past ten thousand years, apart from not melting, the ice sculpture has nothing special about it."
"When I was a child, my hands were broken and I even touched them secretly."
"Nothing happened."
Mo Yougui also nodded: "I've touched it too, more than once. I just felt it was cold and comfortable, but other than that, I didn't feel anything else."
"And there is no aura fluctuation in the ice sculpture. It doesn't look like a living thing."
Xiaobing interrupted: "It's a living creature."
"But why he has pretended to be immobile for thousands of years, and even has a restrained breath, I don't know."
"I'll find out later when I go take a look."
"Let's go then, let's go take a look." Tang Yue said, taking the lead in leaving the secret room.
The moment he left the secret room, he disappeared.
The people who followed Tang Yue also passively disappeared and couldn't even see each other.
"Qinghe, you go with them to see what Ji Luo is doing. Xiaobing and I go to see the ice sculpture." Tang Yue ordered.
As Tang Yue's voice fell, faint outlines of each other could be seen between them.
"Yes, Master." Qinghe responded.
Then he turned to look at Ji Song: "This is the Ji family. You are the most familiar with it, so I'll let you lead the way."
"Okay, Master Qinghe." Ji Song immediately took a step forward and led everyone out.
Arriving in front of the barrier, Qinghe led a group of people through it casually.
But it didn't destroy the barrier at all, so it wouldn't alarm the snake.
Tang Yue took Xiao Bing to tear the void, crossed in one step, and headed to the west of the city.