The Dark King

Du Dean felt the amazing cold from the coffin. Under the cold, the burn pain on his face and chest seemed to be much lighter. He took a deep breath and slowly raised the sharp blade of his chest. , Against the coffin, the coolness spread from the tip, seeming to freeze his body, he accumulates a little force, stab the sharp blade sharply.

The coffin was made of metal, but under the cutting of the bladed limb, a gap was immediately cut out, and a large amount of white cold gas poured out from it, rushing towards Du Dean, and the surrounding temperature seemed to suddenly drop to freezing point.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

The sharp limbs moved quickly, cutting the coffin completely, and the cold spread to all sides. When the cold spread almost, a beastly and terrifying figure appeared from the inside, it was the dragon mother.

She still maintains the demonized state when fighting the invaders, but her body is covered with a layer of frost, and it has become an ice sculpture, with no life reaction.

Du Di'an was stunned, and he was almost certain that this was the dragon mother herself, not a fabricated sculpture. The charm between the eyes, including every hair and eyebrow, came to life like a living creature, but she didn't have a little bit of it. The heat, and Du Dean sees into her body. The internal organs, blood, and heart in her body are all frozen and still.

He was stunned for half a second, and suddenly realized that the bladed limbs on his chest were quickly chopped off, and the sound of the clan was counted. The dragon mother ice sculpture shattered and was cut into several pieces. His head fell to the ground, but it was not as easy as ordinary ice cubes. broken.

After the ice sculpture dragon mother was destroyed, the big stone in Du Di'an's heart was considered to fall. Even if the dragon mother did not die before, it was completely dead at the moment, which means that the only master-level combat power in the inner wall area was erased. The remaining masters of the inner wasteland, in his view, are not enough to worry about. He has planned so far, doing all the bad things, and sacrificing countless, including the fact that Greely around him is also dying in the execution of the task. All this is finally over.

"Hehehe..." He smiled softly, and the laughter grew louder, spreading throughout the hall.

Since Helissa was corpseized, he never laughed again except in front of her, but at this moment he laughed without any image, and it sounded even crazy.

"I thought you were seriously injured, but I didn't expect to exert the power of ice blood, but in the end it turned into an ice sculpture and was completely crystallized by ice. Is this the sequelae of ice blood? Is it no wonder that you have never shown such power before, nor did you rely on it The power of the Dragon Clan expanded the power of the Dragon Clan and completely overcame the heads of the Rock Clan and the Wing Clan. This kind of power turned out to die..." Du Dian muttered to the scattered ice sculpture fragments on the ground, and a bit of bitterness appeared in the corner of his mouth.

Several people hiding in the corner of the temple saw Du Di'an destroying the ice-carved dragon mother, and his eyes showed a look of terror, fright and anger, but in the end only despair remained, and one of them stood up from the corner, roaring with grief and anger, toward Du Di An Rushed.

Du Dean didn't look back. When the man approached, a sharp limb behind him flung out, pierced through his roaring mouth, and punched his head through.

This bloody scene made the faces of the remaining people pale.

Du Di'an slowly turned around, walked down the stairs, walked towards the few people hiding in the corner of the hall, and then stopped in front of one of the older men, his voice was hoarse, and the sound of the knife rubbed, "Dragon Mother returns Has it always been this way?"

The old man looked at Du Dean in horror, his legs trembling and shivering: "Please, don't kill me."

"Answer me." Du Dean stared at him.

The old man shivered and said: "Dragon Mother's methamphetamine penetrated into the bone marrow. In order to recapture the god corpse and kill the invaders, she did not hesitate to inspire the force of methamphetamine. It was like this when she returned, and she had no chance to explain what happened."

Hearing this, Du Di'an confirmed the idea in her heart. The dragon mother's ice was carved like the previous battle with the invader. Perhaps her body was irrecoverable when she repelled the body of the invader from the ice. That's why she still maintained her demonized image until she was completely frozen and lost consciousness and life, because the frozen body had already prevented her from demonizing.

"You put her in a coffin, are you going to be buried, is she dead like that?" Du Dean asked.

Cold sweat erupted on the old man's face and bowed his head, said: "This, this, we don't know, like this, although it has appeared before, but the record is not clear, I only heard that if infected with methamphetamine, if the methamphesis breaks out, it will freeze all over. , All the body is organized into ice cubes, losing consciousness. If it is in a high temperature environment, it may melt. At that time, it may be possible to restore consciousness and live again, but this is just heard, no one knows whether it is true or false... …"

"Is it possible to recover consciousness?" Du Di'an couldn't help turning his head to glance at the scattered pieces of dragon mother under the coffin, thinking inwardly that even if her body thawed, it would be useless.

"Counting, you are also a big hero. The female hero is at least much stronger than the others..." Du Di'an said silently, if there wasn't his presence, the dragon mother repelled the invaders at the expense of her life. , Recapture the god corpse, this matter will circulate for hundreds of years, become a legendary beauty talk, but, if he wins the power of the wall master, it is destined to erase this ridiculous glorious record, and the name of the hero, He will also hang his own.

After all, he also needs a positive, beloved image.

What's more, the intruder is also homicide, not false.

However, the real heroes are covered up and become dust, slowly disappearing from the Ganges of Time.

"When the power is large enough, you can cover the sky with one hand. The "sky" that was covered is not the sky above, but the people..." Du Di'an felt a little sentiment, but this sentiment made him sigh, not half in his heart. Rejoice, but feel more empty.

He turned slowly, step by step, dragging his weary body out of the hall, and then down the hillside to Helissa.

Helisa is still standing quietly on the square, surrounded by a large number of ordinary guards, but they dare not come close. Some of them have recognized the identity of Helisa, but they have repeatedly asked questions.

Whoosh!

Du Di'an passed by a hurricane, and the crowd surrounding Helisa was quickly torn apart into a blood path, blood splattered, and the limbs fell to the ground. The remaining guards saw the monster that suddenly appeared next to Helisa, scared to take a few steps back , His face was horrified.

No wonder they are so surprised, it is really Du Dean's demonized body image is too scary, plus his face and chest were burned, just like a ghost crawling out of hell, the appearance alone is enough to deter everyone.

Du Di'an ignored these ordinary guards. He grabbed Helissa's waist and whispered: "Let's go back. Soon, I will find a way to treat you..."

Helisa was silent and did not respond.

But Du Di'an is used to it. When she defaulted, she took off after the talk, flying straight away from the dragon's boundary and back and forth outside the wall.