Yuan Jing and Xiang Sheng certainly had no right to object to Wen Zizhen's decision.
The three of them quickly continued on their way, and in less than half an hour, they encountered another group of snow corpses, and their number was even greater than last time.
"Wen Zizhen" had a sinister look in his eyes. Without saying a word, he rushed forward and killed everyone, causing snow flakes to fly all over the sky.
Xiang Sheng and Yuan Jing hid at the back, deliberately recalling a few faces in their minds.
Driven by her strong thoughts, dozens of snow pillars in the distance immediately trembled violently, their auras rose rapidly, and they directly skipped the fusion stage and headed towards the tribulation stage.
"Wen Zizhen"'s face changed slightly, and he decisively gave up the snow pillar in front of him. The lines on his palm were like blood, and he slapped the dozens of snow pillars in the air.
Just when he thought that this time he could destroy all the snow pillars with one palm like last time—
Swish!
The ten snow pillars in front suddenly moved forward several feet, blocking the bombardment from the air and protecting the rear.
Taking advantage of this gap, more than twenty snow pillars behind quickly cleared the snow, and the smooth face began to wriggle, and facial features grew.
Xiang Sheng glanced around and saw many familiar faces.
Wan Lingmo, Xiang Hongyu, Mo Zhu, Duan Chengtong, Lu Xuanji... all of them were the people she had been thinking about secretly just now.
Moreover, the aura of these snow corpses was obscure and they were extremely flexible. With a shake of their bodies, they easily avoided the palm strike from "Wen Zizhen" and killed the enemy.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Figures intertwined in the field, and a fierce battle broke out in an instant.
"Wen Zizhen" was suddenly besieged by twenty snow corpses in the Tribulation Crossing stage, and was at a disadvantage for a while.
His expression grew increasingly gloomy, and he let out a soft shout. The blood vessels in his palms extended from his fingertips, transforming into five blood lines that instantly pierced into a snowy corpse like steel needles.
The next moment, countless blood threads crawled all over the body of the snow corpse, and then a red light burst out, blowing the snow corpse into nothingness.
Xiang Sheng and Yuan Jing hid in the distance and observed silently, with a sharp gleam in their eyes.
The human-faced snow corpse that was created by her thoughts was obviously stronger than Yuan Jing's, and their cultivation levels were different.
It seems that the strength of these phantom snow corpses is not only positively correlated with the strength of the recipient, but also has a great relationship with the strength of the individual's thoughts.
For example, "Lu Xuanji" among the snow corpses is obviously much stronger than the other snow corpses.
Bang!
"Wen Zizhen" clenched his right fist and slammed it hard on the top of the snow corpse's head through the air. The snow corpse instantly broke into pieces and turned into countless pieces of ice that shot out.
After killing this one, "Wen Zizhen" breathed slightly and looked at the last enemy with cold eyes.
Deer Mystery.
Xiang Sheng looked at the confrontation between the two sides in the field and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Subconsciously, she did feel that Lu Xuanji was the strongest among these people, and his strength was unfathomable.
However, Lu Xuanji was a slippery person. Every time they met, he slipped away very quickly, which made her feel unable to feel too afraid.
As a result, although his snow corpse is much stronger than other snow corpses, its strength is limited and it is unlikely to cause too much trouble to "Wen Zizhen".
Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in Xiang Sheng's eyes.
Lu Xuanji wouldn't work, but what if it was that beast...
At this moment, the wind and snow suddenly became stronger.
Yuan Jing couldn't help but shudder. She looked up and saw dark clouds rolling in the sky. A feeling of depression spread from her heart.
Why does the sky seem to be collapsing?
At the same time, on the field.
The Snow Corpse Lu Xuanji's body was erratic, barely avoiding two blood line shots, but he saw "Wen Zizhen" change his seal, and the straight blood line suddenly turned into a soft thread that wrapped around the snow body like a living thing, and in the blink of an eye wrapped the latter into a dumpling, and then suddenly tightened.
Bang!
The Snow Corpse Deer Xuanji exploded like a rag doll, and countless snowflakes flew away.
Silence returned to the forest.
"Wen Zizhen" stretched out his hand, and the blood line floating outside quickly retracted into his palm.
After the battle, at least 30% of his flesh and blood had been devoured by the blood lines. He was tall and thin like a bamboo, his face was even paler, and his cheeks were sunken, like a mortal who was terminally ill.
He looked normal, lowered his head to look at his hands that were as dry as claws, and was about to turn around -
Countless snowflakes floating in the air suddenly rolled back at this moment, turning into a swarm of snow-colored bats that covered the sky and pounced towards them with a hissing sound. Each of them exuded the aura of a fusion stage!
"Wen Zizhen"'s expression finally changed completely.
The Abyssal Snake Clan was once just a small half-demon clan specializing in guarding the teleportation array. How could they possibly possess such bizarre methods?!
Had something unexpected happened here, or was he...was he really hiding like this? And had he sensed his presence and attacked directly?
Thinking of this, he snorted coldly and turned his palm over.
But then a black light flashed, and a black umbrella that was six feet long fell into his hand.
"Wen Zizhen" grasped the umbrella handle with both hands, and his flesh and blood squirmed, and another 30% of it was gone.
After devouring the flesh and blood, the black umbrella seemed to come alive and opened up on its own, isolating all the snow bats outside.
The snow bat failed to attack "Wen Zizhen" and immediately changed its target, flying towards Xiang Sheng and the other two.
However fast they were, "Wen Zizhen" was even faster than them. With a flash of his body, he teleported to Yuan Jing's side and protected the two of them.
After several mishaps in just a short moment, Yuan Jing was out of danger. Although her expression of shock had not faded, she breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you, senior."
"Thank me?"
"Wen Zizhen" looked at Yuan Jing with a cold gaze: "Do you know who I am?"
Yuan Jing's heart tightened slightly, and she spoke truthfully, "Forgive me, Senior. I only know that you are not the Lord of Wen City."
"Wen Zizhen" sneered: "I am the First Hall Master of the Pantheon, Sui Lian!"
As soon as these words came out, Yuan Jing's heart trembled and she screamed in shock: "Pantheon...the legendary Pantheon?!"
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