Chapter 263: Facing the Snow Emperor (First update, please subscribe!)

Chapter 262: Facing the Snow Emperor (First update, please subscribe!)

A dark blue ice crystal sword blocked the sickle blade.

The extreme coldness resonating from the sword seemed to be able to freeze people's perception.

"when!"

The crisp collision sound caused Fang Ling's pupils to shrink suddenly.

The fighting skills that combined spirit and soul power were instantly destroyed, and it was extremely difficult for the power of breaking the law to devour this extremely high-quality force.

The deep blue of extreme ice and the dark gray of extreme death collided violently, neither giving in to the other.

It was just because of the soul power issue. The power of extreme ice had an absolute upper hand, and even Fang Ling could not resist it.

The aftermath of the ice power blew across his body like the wind, giving him goose bumps and a chill in his heart.

This temperature is lower than that of the Star Anise Ice Grass and stronger than the Ice Spring. Ice immunity cannot block it all, and it feels bone-chillingly cold.

Fortunately, Fang Ling has another solution.

A layer of dark gray appeared on the surface of the body, and the ultimate power of death extinguished the scattered aftermath.

He looked intently at what was in front of him.

In front of you is a special soul beast.

He has a human appearance, with long white hair that falls to his feet from behind his head, and sky-blue eyes that are ethereal and clear, as if they can see through everything in the world.

Her slender body was flawless, and although the white dress had no decoration at all, it made her look so noble and stunning.

Her expression is meticulous, just like a plum blossom in the snow, unique and standing proudly against the snow and frost.

"The ultimate spirit of ice element..." Fang Ling looked serious.

The Snow Queen is now at least a 600,000-year-old soul beast, which can be regarded as a level 99 title in this far north, and is completely impossible to see through.

Even if it just hangs quietly in front of you, it gives you a sense of fear.

Just looking at the soul power that dissipated in the collision just now, it is enough to make people breathless.

Fang Ling estimated that if a fight really broke out, he might only have one chance to strike.

"I am the ruler of this far north land, Snow Emperor. Human, what is your name?" The cold woman's sky-blue eyes stared at the ice sword in her hand with a rare interest.

"Fang Ling." Fang Ling uttered these two words calmly.

"A skill that combines mental power and soul power, a one-time attack attachment, an extremely rare power to break spells, and finally..."

The Snow Queen brushed the sword blade with her white jade fingers, and the gap created by the power of breaking the law was repaired in an instant.

Her beautiful eyes focused on the dust on her index finger. "Ultimate Death? Its characteristics are extreme adhesion and erosion, the absolute nemesis of life."

Gray's extremely huge soul power was instantly consumed.

"You are indeed very knowledgeable." Fang Ling nodded slightly.

Although he was unhappy, he had no intention of killing Xue Di who did not show any murderous intent.

Let’s see what’s going on first.

Just like when two countries go to war, they won't start by launching nuclear bombs at each other. It's impossible for him to use magical powers to threaten others right from the start.

There are only two shots, and if you don't fire them, they will have a greater effect.

There are so many hundred thousand year old soul beasts in the Far North, including the Ice Emperor, the Ice Bear King, the Titan Snow Demon King, etc. If Fang Ling rashly kills the Snow Emperor, he will most likely not be able to get out.

"Six ten thousand year soul rings, I have never seen them in this world." Xue Di glanced at the six extremely eye-catching halos and marveled inwardly.

At such a young age, he is already level 70 and has six ten thousand year spirit rings. This person is probably the number one genius among human spirit masters.

A hint of murderous intent arose in his mind, but then quickly calmed down.

"It's not worthy of your unparalleled cultivation. It's just funny." Fang Ling was very humble. "Look, we are having a good conversation. How about you give me that little thing?"

"This is the seventh soul ring that I have spent three months to successfully hunt."

"..." A look of silence flashed across Xue Di's beautiful face, "You are so bold."

Fang Ling didn't care about the chill in her tone:

"I have traveled all the way here, and I have seen very few conflicts in the Far North."

"For you, the Lord of the Far North, the Spirit of Resentment, a soul beast that thrives on resentment and death energy, must be something you cannot bear to look at."

My guess is quite right. This little human spirit master...

Xue Di took a look at the happy red and black cloud, and she lowered her eyes to take a closer look.

The resentful spirit felt as if it had fallen into an extremely cold hell when it saw this absolute beauty. Its mood instantly sunk to the bottom and it even began to tremble.

It exuded a pleading mood, hoping that the Snow Emperor, who could barely be considered a member of the same clan, would save it.

Xue Di was silent for a while, as if thinking.

After a long while, she raised her eyes and said to Ling:

"I am the ruler of the Far North. This little creature can barely be considered a member of my clan. Since it has fallen into my hands, I will protect it and will not hand it over to you."

"Go away, leave the Far North, and I won't kill you."

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"Senior!" Fang Ling's face turned serious, and the Scythe of Death in his hand spread out an extreme death force. "I will fight you with all my strength. If I win, what will you do with it?"

Xue Di asked in confusion: "I have already let you go, but you insist on seeking death?"

And I used all my strength to fight back...

She had clearly given up her murderous intent. Even if Fang Ling had strong soul power and unparalleled talent, he would surely die if she struck him with one move.

"Senior, please don't let me beat you to death."

Fang Ling's words left Xue Di speechless.

"Heh~ An arrogant brat who speaks wildly!" With a sneer, her eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

Even if you don't want this life, then just die!

A dazzling blue light burst out from the deep blue ice sword, and the coldness like the abyss and the sea froze the surrounding air into liquid and solid states, which fell to the ground one after another.

Under this powerful freezing force, the space seems to be frozen as well.

Spatial perception detected that the surrounding space was shrinking, and it seemed that if he did not escape, he would be turned into an eternal ice sculpture.

Emperor Sword: Unrivaled in Ice!

Xue Di showed no mercy and used one of his three special skills.

You said you want to use all your strength, so I will give you all my strength! The shallow ice immunity can roam freely in the Far North, but it cannot stop her extreme ice, and will be completely frozen and unable to move.

The six hundred thousand years of cultivation caused the ice in a large area around it to shatter.

In her strange gaze, the gray sickle in Fang Ling's hand emitted a despairing light of death.

It is like a terrifying demon god revived from ancient times, or a taboo reappearing from ancient times. Anyone who touches it will die.

"What is this?!" Xue Di felt an extreme sense of danger.

The power of death gives people a feeling of being extremely vast and lofty, and even at its extreme, it is difficult to compare.

The world was about to be destroyed because of this. Even she was completely unable to resist and involuntarily injected more power into the ice crystal sword.

Fang Ling's eyes showed pain. Amid the excruciating pain that felt like his meridians and body were about to burst, half of his soul power instantly flowed into an unknown place, and then disappeared inexplicably.

The gray light leapt into the power of death, and the high-level death energy blocked by the panel continued to beat.

After absorbing the soul power, under the guidance of the death power in the body, the god-level death power condensed on the sickle blade.

The martial spirit creaked, and even the toughness of Lv8 could not bear the power of God, and cracks continued to appear.

Fang Ling gritted his teeth, and with the help of the undead's computing power, he tried his best to control himself and barely swung out the first god-level death scythe.

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