"Old man, stop making a fuss." Xiahou Aotian lowered his head and scolded the old man in the ring.

Now he is a high-ranking master, and he controls rule-based props and has many means at his disposal. Whether in terms of status or strength, he has crushed the Qin Dynasty alchemists at their peak.

There is no age limit in learning, the one who is more accomplished comes first. This sentence means: I am better than you, so I can show off.

This is what the bachelor's profession believes in.

"Although your version is outdated, your experience and vision are still worth considering," Xiahou Aotian said, "Following the great protagonist, defeating the demigod, is an experience you can brag about for the rest of your career."

The Qin Dynasty alchemist was furious: "Vision and experience are worthless in the face of absolute strength. They can be broken with just a joke. You are so confident in yourself, why are you so confident in me too?"

As he was speaking, Xiahou Aotian felt that the single knight had not spoken for a long time. He turned his head and his expression suddenly changed.

Zhai Cai's face was pale, his eyelashes were covered with white frost, and his lips were black. He had been frozen into a frozen corpse.

Upon seeing this, Xiahou Aotian quickly opened his inventory, took out a crimson coat, and put it on Zhai Cai.

A dark red light lit up, bringing warmth, and white smoke rose from Zhai Cai's body. After more than ten seconds, his eyeballs rolled and his stiff expression became lively.

"Hiss, hiss..." Zhai Cai, who had come back to life, rubbed his hands vigorously, his lips trembling: "It's so cold, so cold..."

Xiahou Aotian said unhappily, "You are a knight whose endurance and physical strength are second only to that of a dirt monster. Are you weaker than a scholar like me?"

The eighth-level knight’s resistance to cold is not as good as that of a bachelor!

Zhai Cai shrank his neck and said, "Damn it, there's something wrong with the wind and snow here. I was just thinking, 'It's so cold, I might as well freeze to death', but I almost froze to death."

Upon hearing this, the old man in the ring immediately expressed a 'serious' mental fluctuation:

"You are in an illusion. What you think in your mind will become reality. The colder you feel, the more the cold will kill you. If you think you are frozen to death, then you are really dead."

Xiahou Aotian suddenly realized that when he first entered the dungeon, he also felt very cold, and it was getting colder and colder, with a stinging feeling like "cold icy rain hitting his face randomly", especially when he was competing with Zhai Cai.

Later, my attention was attracted by the old man with the ring and I didn't pay attention to the cold, so my body was no longer cold.

On the other hand, a lone knight, with no one paying attention to him, is prone to having wild thoughts.

Zhai Cai quickly gathered his thoughts, forcing himself not to think about the "cold". However, he felt a little strange when he felt the warmth coming from the dark red coat.

The coat that Xiahou Aotian gave him was just a Saint-level item, but how could it be able to resist the ice and snow world created by the phantom god?

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, the coat was covered with solid ice, completely damaged and no longer able to emit warmth.

Damn! I can't think of any negative energy that is bad for me... Zhai Cai gathered his thoughts again, but at this moment, he couldn't help thinking again in his mind:

My hands are so cold, I feel like they are freezing!

“Crack!”

There was a sound like glass breaking from Zhai Cai's arm, and then the whole arm was hanging in the sleeve.

At the same time, a "crackling" sound was heard from Xiahou Aotian's right leg.

The two of them looked at each other tacitly, and they understood each other's situation without saying anything. They also tacitly did not mock each other, and said: Can't you control your brain again?

As a native of the second largest district, Xiahou Aotian knew more than Zhai Cai and said in a deep voice:

"Not good. An illusionist can manipulate emotions. The opponent is an illusion god. We will inevitably think what he wants us to think! Confrontation is useless."

“Then we are not…” Zhai Cai forced himself to swallow the three words “dead”.

I’m worried that as soon as I say this, it will be a disaster.

“So Lingjing matched us into this dungeon purely as a gift?” Zhai Cai used the conversation to divert his attention and stop himself from having wild thoughts.

"How should I know? There should, possibly, probably... be helpers, right?" Xiahou Aotian said.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "crackling" sound from his chest and abdomen, and Zhai Cai's right leg also made a "crackling" sound.

The two looked at each other and fell silent.

At this moment, red lines as thin as hair came along the white snow and wrapped around Xiahou Aotian and Zhai Cai's arms, thighs, chest and abdomen, wrapping them like bandages.

A pale golden light lit up, and the frozen and shattered chest, abdomen, and thighs were connected, restoring their flesh and blood texture.

The two turned their heads and saw that at the end of the red line was a woman wearing a silver mask, with dense silk threads extending from under her gorgeous red skirt.

It is the Palace Master of Stop Killing!

Feeling their bodies regain vitality, the two breathed a sigh of relief. With a strong nurse,

The Palace Master of Stop Killing walked up to the two people on the snow that was making a "crunching" sound, and said with a look of disdain, "Just the two of you? Lingjing dragged me into this dungeon just to give me a head?"

Zhai Cai and Xiahou Aotian looked at each other with empty eyes and said in unison: "We want to know too."

"So why do you want to take me with you to die?" the Qin Dynasty alchemist scolded angrily.

Xiahou Aotian ignored him and analyzed:

"This is obviously a multiplayer instance. The upper limit of a multiplayer instance is six people. With the strength level of the boss, we must have teammates."

The Palace Master of Stop Killing thought for a moment and said:

"Let's solve the current problem first. Illusions are created by the mind, and we can change it by ourselves."

Zhai Cai immediately said: "I suggest thinking in the opposite direction. I am so hot, I am so hot..."

He repeated "I'm so hot" like a mantra.

The Palace Master of Zhisha and Xiahou Aotian followed suit and silently recited in their hearts.

A few seconds later, the endless white world of ice and snow suddenly changed into a golden desert. The sky was cloudless, a dazzling sun hung in the sky, and the air was filled with a scorching breath.

Zhai Cai and Xiahou Aotian only felt dry mouth and tongue, beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down. In just a few seconds, they suffered from heatstroke, felt dizzy and dehydrated.

Xiahou Aotian pursed his cracked lips and said, "Okay, this doesn't seem right. I jumped from the iceberg into the sea of ​​fire."

Zhai Cai staggered, "I, I feel like I'm going to burn up."

Then, the desert was ablaze with flames, like a sea of ​​fire.

The lone knight of the Holy See spontaneously combusted.

Jiang Yu'er was furious: "What kind of stupid teammates are you two? Stop thinking nonsense, stop talking nonsense, put out the fire!"

The two people, whose skin was torn apart by the burns, quickly visualized the icy and snowy scene just now in their minds.

Then, the desert, the scorching sun and the sea of ​​fire disappeared, the snowfield reappeared, and the cold current brought heavy snow and ice chips, which hit the three people's faces randomly.

Zhai Cai and Xiahou Aotian fell to the ground with a plop, white steam came out, and then their torn bodies were quickly covered with white frost.

Jiang Yuer sighed, flicked his fingers and ejected two drops of blood, which merged into the two half-charred bodies to heal the burns.

"It's cold, it's cold..."

"It's just a little too cold..."

Xiahou Aotian and Zhai Cai said weakly.

“No!” Zhai Cai calmed down and said, “We have been in the dungeon for so long and have never thought of resisting. We have encountered danger twice and even didn’t use props…”

A deep and vicissitudes voice came from a distance:

"That's because your fighting spirit has been worn out. If you don't purify it, you will sink into the ever-changing illusions and eventually die."

The three turned their heads and saw a tall, white-haired old man walking slowly towards them, trudging through the snow with one step deep and one step shallow.

The old man had flesh that looked like it had been torn from tiger and leopard, his skin was pale golden, and there was a golden sun printed between his eyebrows.

Who is he? Zhai Cai did not recognize this old man.

Jiang Yuru and Xiahou Aotian felt relieved, thinking that this made sense. If the big boss was an illusion god, then they would have to have a sun god who could restrain illusions.

The Scarlet Sun Executioner is the pinnacle ruler of the Taiyi Sect and the strongest person under the Lord of the Stars.

With him here... Just as they thought of this, they saw a golden sun rising behind the Red Sun Executioner's head. The pure and clear sunlight rose in the ice and snow where the cold current was howling.

The golden sun was slapped in the face by the heavy snow and ice chips, and it was shaking and on the verge of collapse, without bringing any warmth.

It seems like there is no use having him around!

The three of them thought.

At this moment, another golden sun rose not far away, slightly brighter than the rising sun of the Red Sun Executioner.

The wind and snow faded a lot, and Jiang Yuer and the other two finally felt a little warmth. The coldness in their bodies was dispelled, and their hands and feet were no longer numb.

They and the Red Sun Executioner looked in the direction of the rising sun with some astonishment. A goddess dressed in feathered clothes, cold and beautiful, came gracefully, walking barefoot on the snow.

Zhai Cai still didn't recognize the person, but the three rulers of the second largest area recognized her identity at a glance.

The strong woman behind Yuanshi Tianzun, the backer in the spiritual realm!

The Lady of Sandaoshan!

How come she is here?

The Lady of Sandashan swept her beautiful eyes over the four people with a cold and stern look, and said:

"I was teleported here by the spirit realm, and as a native of the dungeon, I assisted the four heroes in eradicating the demons in the 'Earth-Sky Formation'."

She simply explained her identity and mission. She did not ask the four people's names, nor did she ask why there was such a copy. She also did not mention the fight between the Lord of the Sun and the Lord of the Stars. It was unknown whether she was indifferent or had known about it for a long time.

With two top day gods, they can still fight against each other! Jiang Yuru and others felt that they had formed a team and could try to defeat the Boss.

The Red Sun Executioner looked towards the distant and bleak snowy place with the golden sun above his head, and said in a deep voice:

"Even if we combine our strengths, we still can't eliminate the environment!"

The Lady of Sandashan turned her eyes and glanced at Jiang Yuer, Zhai Cai and Xiahou Aotian, and said lightly:

"You have the aura of the Lord of the Sun!"

Xiahou Aotian, who had regained his fighting spirit and calm mind, opened his inventory and took out a porcelain bottle, "Is this it?"

This is the life-saving means left for them by Yuanshi Tianzun - the blood of the Lord of the Sun.

Demigod-level consumables.

Goddess Sandashan nodded slightly, raised her hand to take the porcelain bottle, opened the stopper, and two golden blood beads floated out of the narrow bottle mouth, and one of them merged into the scorching sun above her head.

A particle flew towards the scorching sun above the head of the Red Sun Executioner.

In an instant, two golden suns burst out with powerful golden light, and the entire ice and snow world disappeared bit by bit like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser, revealing its original appearance.

A dim star hangs in the sky and the earth is barren.

A huge figure occupied half of the sky, looking down at the earth from a high place, making layers of noisy sounds:

"Red Sun Executioner, you are the great elder of Taiyi Sect, and you should be loyal to the Lord of Stars. In this peak battle of the Night Wandering God profession, the Lord of Stars will definitely win. It is not too late for you to return to the camp now.

"Once the Lord of the Stars seizes the origin of the sun, you will have the power to leave this planet and live in an alien civilization."

His voices are those of men and women, old and young, intertwined together.

The Red Sun Executioner remained silent.

The Southern Phantom God patiently persuaded: "Following the footsteps of the Star Lord is not a betrayal of order. We are the true law of order. What you do is to maintain order and eradicate evil."

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PS: The typos will be updated first and corrected later.

(End of this chapter)