Inheriting the old celestial master at the beginning, invite me out of the supernatural bureau

The rest of the Supernatural Bureau followed closely behind.

In the end, a breath that made the whole office cold came in. It was Ningbing who stabbed the third patriarch of the weasel with ice thorns!

"Who are you?"

Seeing the people in the Spiritual Bureau who filed in and set themselves up, the third patriarch of the weasel narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice, but still asked with murderous intent.

"The man who came to kill you!"

This time, it was Ning Bing's cold snort.

"Ridiculous, it depends on you?"

The third patriarch of the weasel sneered disdainfully, but as soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and his smile froze: "You are in the same group as those who killed our children and grandchildren before!"

As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of everyone in the Spirit Bureau suddenly changed.

Wu Zongkui asked angrily, "What did you do to them?"

The third patriarch of the weasel raised his head and laughed loudly: "What else can I do? Of course, kill them all, skin them and cramp them, and leave no one behind!"

"you wanna die!"

Wu Zongkui yelled angrily, and with a twist of the long knife, it exploded with a cold light, and charged straight at the third elder weasel.

"Damn, fuck him!"

Wei Baling also roared angrily, his fists glowed with white light, and aimed at the third weasel elder, two streamers of white light shot out suddenly.

The black and thin old man and others followed closely behind and launched an offensive.

Ning Bing waved her slender hands, and a huge snowflake exploded from under the feet of the third weasel elder, freezing his feet firmly to the ground, unable to move.

Seeing this, a look of relief flashed across the face of the "Old Village Chief", and after a long breath of relief, he murmured: "Boy, I will give you a breath, and it will make you live for two more hours. If someone can find a way to save you within two hours, then you and I will meet again, if not..."

"Then it will only be in the next life."

"Old village head" finished speaking by himself, and nodded again: "Thank you, old ancestor."

"May you live."

In the past, when the old village head thanked him, the ancestors would definitely look up to the sky and laugh.

But now, he can no longer laugh...

Everyone in the Ghost Bureau besieged Huang Pizi's third patriarch. Although he was restrained by Ningbing, this guy was a bit too rough and thick. With a pair of hairy arms, he was able to withstand the attack of everyone with ease, and even slapped Wu Zongkui backhanded. A slap, even if he was dodged in time, three shallow scratches were left on his face.

Wu Zongkui cursed: "Damn bastard, have you been vaccinated against rabies?" Then he rushed forward again.

During this period, Ning Bing also opened her hands to the third patriarch of Huangpizi. The blue light around her became brighter and brighter, her blue hair fluttered and her blue pupils shone like ice crystals, completely resembling the appearance of a goddess of ice and snow.

And under her ability.

The ice that had only frozen the feet of the third patriarch Huang Pizi gradually began to spread upwards, from the tops of the feet to the ankles, and then to the entire legs, spreading upwards at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The third patriarch gradually began to panic. While resisting the attack of everyone in the supernatural bureau, he struggled desperately, trying to break free from the ice that froze him, but the ice on the other side was still adding power, which made him just break free Open some, and then freeze again, and the cycle repeats, the ice that froze him continues to spread upward bit by bit.

Seeing that the reinforcements came, the weasel didn't seem to get any advantage under the siege, and everything seemed to be developing in a good direction, but the villagers who were watching were not happy at all.

"Village Chief, you must be really dying this time, right?"

Tie Dan was the first to pounce on him again. He knelt down next to the village chief 863 who was lying on the ground, picked him up and put him on his lap.

A man doesn't flick his tears lightly, but he doesn't reach the sad point...

"Village chief! You can't die!"

"You are dead, what should we do?"

"village head……"

The villagers knelt down around the village head, and even the elderly who were much older than the village head also knelt down.

This kneeling is kindness, regardless of age.

"Can you stop crying for Lao Tzu in such a hurry?"

In Tie Dan's arms, the weak voice of the village chief Huang Erzhu sounded again, and through bursts of whimpering, it reached everyone's ears.

Everyone's crying stopped abruptly again.

"Village Chief, are you still alive?"

"You're not dead?"

"Why are you pretending to be dead if you're not dead, and cheating on our feelings..."

Tie Dan was not angry, and wanted to put Huang Erzhu down directly.

"I'm dying, I have two more hours to live."

At this time, the village chief said.

As soon as this remark came out, the thoughts in Tie Dan's mind were completely dispelled, and he asked quickly: "Village Chief, how do you feel?"

"village head……"

The faces of the rest of the villagers also became ugly again.

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"I'm dying, how can I feel?"

Village head Huang Erzhu raised his eyelids, looked around everyone, smiled and said: "Okay, don't cry so much, it will only make me die faster, please be quiet, let me take a good look at the old beast No matter how I died, I will die without regret.”

Hearing this, the villagers all covered their mouths and stopped making any noise. With unstoppable tears in their eyes, they turned their heads together with village chief Huang Erzhu and looked towards the battlefield with a heavy heart. go.

At this time, the battle situation is already one-sided.

Wu Zongkui and Wei Baling led the crowd to attack Huang Pizi.

Although it can't cause any harm, it is still possible to harass an opponent who can't move with so many people.

And the ice controlled by Ning Bing at this time has climbed to the position of his waist.

This terrifying speed, in at most 3 minutes, will be able to freeze the three yellow-skinned patriarchs into an ice lump.

When the time comes, just tap it casually, and the three yellow-skinned patriarchs will shatter into powder residues all over the ground along with the shattering of ice.

This is the goddess of ice and snow, oh no.

This is the horror of the method of freezing ice.

No matter what kind of super tank you are, as long as it is completely frozen, it will all be crushed into powder along with the ice cubes.

It's just that the casting time is a little longer.

However, this is also normal.

A move that ignores defense, and freezes one with a wave of the hand. That freezing method is probably enough to instantly kill all A-levels.

"Ahhh!"

Feeling the breath of death, the third weasel patriarch completely panicked. He roared and yelled angrily, and slapped Wu Zongkui's knife with his backhand to resist the attack. The powerful force directly sent Wu Zongkui flying, flying upside down and smashing On the far wall, the wall was cracked and a huge pattern was formed.

"Cough cough cough...` ..."

Wu Zongkui, who fell to the ground, vomited a big mouthful of blood and coughed violently for a while, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The ice had reached the chest of the third patriarch Huang Pizi.

It won't be long before everything will be over!

"Open it for me!"

"Open to me!!"

After beating Wu Zongkui into the air, Huang Pizi's third patriarch's use of his hands was greatly relieved, allowing him to resist the attack and at the same time take the time to hit the ice that was still spreading on his body.

But the crack he just opened was frozen again the next moment, and gradually, his hands were also stained with ice.

"No!"

Being unable to move his arm meant that it was all over, but he had no choice but to look down at the cold ice with his still-moving head, roaring in despair.

And the ice quickly froze to his mouth, making him unable to roar or even beg for mercy.

The coldness of his whole body made him feel like there was a huge skull in a bamboo hat behind him, holding a sickle and preparing to harvest his life, and in front of him, there seemed to be black and white impermanence with his tongue dripping down to his belly, coming to hold the chain and go away his life...

"Frog at the bottom of the well!"

"You must remember in your next life, there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky!"

Seeing that the ice had already reached the top of Huang Pizi's third patriarch's head, the village chief Huang Erzhu breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes slightly, and muttered to himself.

He also saw it.

After the cold ice finished the top of the head of the third elder Huangpizi, its life would come to an end.

Save it!

Not in vain.

"Ah!"

With his eyes closed, the old village chief smiled.

Die without regret.

boom!

But just as he closed his eyes, a loud noise suddenly sounded.

His heart skipped a beat, and he opened his eyes abruptly.

However, it was a wooden tablet with the words "Dedicated to the Second Master Huang Daxian" on it, which was inserted into the back of the neck of the third Huangpizi ancestor who was about to freeze completely.

The tablets glowed with a faint khaki-yellow light.

The third patriarch of Huang Pizi, who had been frozen, also had a shimmer of the same color all over his body.

In the twilight, the ice that was about to freeze the third patriarch of Huang Pizi stopped on the top of his head, leaving only two ears that were not frozen, but they could no longer continue to expand. in the slightest...

The old village chief's expression of relief, which was about to die, became extremely ugly again.

There is support coming!

Look at the words written on the tablet...

"Everyone be careful, it is the elder brother of this beast, the second patriarch of Huangxian Temple!"

With the last of his strength, the old village chief yelled at the people in the Supernatural Bureau.

Ning Bing's method fell short, and everyone in the Spirit Bureau, who was already on high alert, all looked a little more dignified after hearing this.

The yellow skin is tough enough.

How could his elder brother be so simple?

The next moment, everyone felt a flash in front of their eyes, as if a taller figure appeared out of thin air, it appeared behind the third patriarch of Huang Pizi who was almost completely frozen.

There was a splash of water splashing on the ground.

After being frozen for a long time, the ice on the body of Huang Pizi's third patriarch, who was almost completely frozen, melted in an instant.

"`Second brother, if you don't come, I will hang here!"

The third patriarch, who was wet all over, said to the more burly figure who had just arrived.

That burly figure, just as the old village head said, is the elder brother of the third ancestor of Huang Pizi and the second ancestor of Huangxian Temple.

"Could it be that he (Qian Wangzhao) hasn't done anything for many years? Why is he getting more and more useless! After going back this time, give me a year of retreat, so as not to die outside anytime."

The second patriarch of Huang Pizi reprimanded the third patriarch mercilessly.

Huang Pizi's third patriarch's complexion changed, and he said with a sneer, "Second brother, give me some face outside..."

The second patriarch suddenly turned his head and looked at him: "When you die and become a corpse, I will definitely give you more face."

"..."

Huang Pizi's third patriarch thought that he almost died just now, so he quickly waved his hands: "I'll shut it up, I'll shut the toilet when I get back."

"But second brother, it's an afterthought for me to retreat. Let's destroy them all first, and then talk slowly."