When the woman was angry, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, dropping by dozens of degrees in an instant.
And she slapped an angry palm towards Brahma Qianshi.
The wind in her palm was filled with biting ice and snow, roaring towards him with an evil aura that could destroy the world.
Fan Qianshi flew out with the wind of her palm, and quickly put a transparent cover between himself and Zhulong as he raised his hand.
The ice and snow condensed by the evil spirit hit the cover, crackling, and the sound was shockingly harsh.
Brahma Qianshi's shield was transformed by his skill, and it was extremely powerful.
No one except Emperor Fuyi, the Lord of Heaven, could break through it.
He set up this cover thinking it would be foolproof, but he didn't expect that the evil ice and snow slapped his cover a few times, causing cracks.
After a while, there was a snap, and his cover broke and shattered into shards of glass.
The coldness was like a sharp needle, piercing into people's skin.
Brahma Qianshi's advanced skills also made people shiver.
Goosebumps appeared all over.
His hands and feet quickly became cold, and even the eyelashes were covered with ice and snow.
The candle dragon next to him belongs to the five elements of fire, and was originally least afraid of the cold.
But at this moment, ice and snow had condensed on its scales.
It could no longer hover in the air, and fell to the ground with a thud.
Because its body was already frozen, this fall It almost broke its body into two pieces.
It trembled and coiled its body in a circle, saying "cold, cold, cold" repeatedly.
Brahma Qianshi did not dare to neglect, he endured the needle-like coldness that penetrated his bones, activated his divine power, and the palms of his hands turned into colorful light and covered Zhulong's body, finally melting the ice and snow after a moment.
Zhulong surrounded him tightly, his two big eyes looking at the woman in white with uncertainty, "She, she, she" Its big eyes looked around again, and the long and undulating yellow sand turned into a glacier.
Fu Xiaotian, on the other hand, was frozen into an ice sculpture.
He probably wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape just now.
His body was still in a ridiculous running posture, with one foot raised and one foot on the ground, and he froze with his eyes wide open. , there was no life left in him at all.
Logically speaking, people who have cultivated to the level of gods will not die even if they are frozen into ice sculptures.
At most, they will fall into a hibernation-like sleep.
But now Fu Xiaotian is dead, and his death is quite painful.
He didn't even have a soul.
It was obvious that his soul had dissipated and turned into the long-lasting resentment in the desert.
Fan Qianshi took a deep breath and finally saw through the identity of this woman.
This woman is a demon Demon God, a legendary existence, is the inner demon of God.
The power of gods is inherently extremely strong, and the inner demons of gods are naturally not weak either.
Unlike ordinary demons, the tricks they use are between gods and demons.
They are like real demons.
When they are extremely powerful, they can destroy the world. everything I didn’t expect that the master in his previous life would also have inner demons, and they are still trapped here.
Fan Qianshi's eyes changed violently, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart.
Perhaps he was too obsessed with it at the beginning.
He should have forgotten the existence of the Creator God Xijiu, but since he learned it from a dream tens of thousands of years ago, After waking up, I often have nightmares about the past.
It started with some sporadic fragments, but later it became complete and complete.
Every time I woke up from the dream, I felt like I was experiencing it all over again.
Of course, the dreams he had were different from what Di Hao saw.
What Di Hao saw was Gu Xijiu's life, while what Fan Qianshi dreamed about was what he had experienced and what he saw from his own perspective.
Seeing my youthful infatuation back then, I felt at a loss, despairing and resentful: