The Godsfall Chronicles

The eight guards retracted at the same time, and their steps were perfectly consistent. It was like a precision. When they pulled apart a distance, their hands swept to the ground, their hands pressed against the handle of the sword, a pair of sharp eyes shot out of the helmet, and the pale gold patterned golden armor sparkled like eight statues that would not even move, but built an enclosure.

In winter, the snow grabbed the table and threw it away.

Thousand Fantasy Masks, Shadow Cloaks, Book of Sand, Three Items Back in Hand.

Winter snow returns the cloud eagle equipment to the cloud eagle, not to give much respect to the opponent, he simply did not take the cloud eagle seriously.

The cloud hawk has also deeply felt that this noble arrogance is like a young man of snowy mountain loneliness, probably a powerful hunter, with a bitter cold air from the beginning. This cold compression is due to the powerful power, which makes the skin of the cloud hawk have a hidden tingling feeling, as long as it is close to it will be frozen by ice.

The surrounding city owners guard the cloud eagle is no match for each other.

Besides, the number one hunter in the realm of the sky and clouds.

In winter, Xueying stood up like an iceberg with a straight stab at the sky dome. Fine jade armor was warm and beautifully moisturized without a scratch. The white cape flew like snow. He lifted a cold, ice sculpted long gun. The near-transparent gun body was like a perpetual ice crystal. Its surface was covered with a layer of silver bright matter, and the silver blade sparkled like a flawless silver mirror.

A blue and white gemstone is embedded in the blade, making the weapon look more luxurious and more sophisticated, injecting the weapon into the soul, releasing the melody of the artifact into a world of dead snow and silence.

His standard height of eight and a half meters, white skin, perfect face, very stubborn face, five official knife chopping axe, now white silver gun, head set with jade hair strap, cold to the ice, and pride like a prick to make the eagle even if the heart is upset, can not deny that winter snow is the most handsome and perfect male image the eagle has ever seen in humankind, from the cold to the gorgeous and noble equipment, can not pick out a single flaw.

His identity, his abilities, his conditions, enough to be the dream lover of countless teenage girls in Sky Cloud City.

Why is such a good man so unreasonable? The cloud eagle can feel the character of the other side is worse than the other side. Instead, he does it intentionally. The cloud eagle is always very sensitive. He can feel the essence through phenomena. He feels that winter falls under the arrogant appearance of snow, in fact, there is a more vicious mind hidden.

The beam and luxury of this painting house, a tall, handsome and bright place, a thin body with no temperament, like stones and stones, the gap is like nobility and beggar, the strong contrast between the two confrontations is striking.

Winter did not hide disgust and disgust in the snow's eyes. He was high and looked in disdain at the filthy wildlings in front of him and asked, "Do you think you can stop me from doing three tricks? You come from the wilderness like this, I'm gonna kill you as easily as I can. ”

The cloud hawk thinks it's less violent this time, but in the face of aggressive youth, he takes a deep breath: “Winning or losing is another thing, at least I'm willing to try it. Instead of being unreasonable, you bully more and less, but you seem to be so honest, and I think you're just as good as you are. ”

Even for the sake of breath.

Eagles don't get soft either.

Though he knew he was not his opponent, he nevertheless spared no effort to provoke each other, the cloud eagle walked from the wilderness to wander countless times, more through all sorts of trials and setbacks, sometimes preferring to die without giving in, he is such a natural stubborn guy.

The silver gun came up empty, like a jumping dragon.

The eagle can clearly feel the blue and white superb gemstone set in the blade of a silver mirror releasing a force, which is a momentary cold flow of bones, causing the surrounding air to stir violently, and the temperature in the whole room blinks down by five or six degrees, a chill that seemingly penetrates people's souls has covered here.

Ice and snow!

That's the name of the gun.

The eagle has not yet felt the true power of this weapon, but the attack is not yet fully formed, and the entire hall is like a layer of thin frost with lots of snowflakes in the air.

What a power!

Windstorm sighing gun power, never under the Bloody Queen, the Holy Light Cross Sword of the Silver Moon!

Winter returns to snow and Xiyun silver moon strength is also between the brothers, even winter returns to snow seems to apply power a little more skilled than silver moon, no wonder by the starlight master as the only disciple, his talent aside from silver moon, can almost be arrogant to the whole of Tianyun city peers.

This is a real senior hunter!

The cloud hawk's face has become very ugly.

He knew that winter was not weak, and he never expected to be strong enough. Even new hunters like Ling Moon Cloud and Shadow Seamless could not confront each other positively. How could he resist a winter snow return with a famous magic instrument and advanced hunter power more famous teacher?

Hawk never figured out why things were moving in this direction. Didn't Silver Moon promise him well? With the Book of Warcraft and Sand, will he be safe in Sky Cloud City?

What the hell is this now?

These messes don't have time to think about it.

The power of winter snowfall was also completely unleashed, throwing silver spears at the eagle. Wind and snow siren guns fired at a meteor-like cloud eagle. Winter was at his own risk. He omitted the probing process and threw the weapon out of his hand.

The blade of the gun has not yet stabbed the cloud eagle, the wind is filled with snow blades, like a cold blade constantly attacking, making the cloud eagle feel like he can't even open his eyes, he can't help but take a step backwards.

In winter, when the snow strikes, the eagle knows how rare he is.

Snow returns this winter to say that the three moves are meant to win or lose, but he doesn't look like the third moves at all, so in the first move, he went all the way to kill the Eagle directly. The Eagle lifted the Book of Sand and fought as hard as he could to resist, and all his strength was released through the Book of Sand.

A surrounding wind sand appears in the surrounding air.

Countless golden gravels emerge empty-handed and gather into a dark golden shield.

This is the strongest defense that a cloud hawk can muster out right now. Ice and snow Arias sighs instantly on the sand shield. The cold air gushing out first froze the sand shield instantly. A sharp gun blade stabbed the sand shield instantly, like a needle tip stabbed the paper.

No suspense.

There is no obstacle.

The silver and white long guns passed through the sand shield, making the entire sand shield into debris, all frozen into a piece of hard boned ice, the clouds and eagles used all their power to summon the sand shield, even the powerful sniper bullets could be blocked, and now they are so fragile in front of this long gun.

“Shit! ”

Ice and Snow Wing sighs the gun's aftermath, and when the blade is not yet full, a bitter cold first covers it. In the face of such a deadly attack, the cloud hawk has become irrevocable, but if it stood still, being pierced was the only result. At this moment, cloud hawk conditions reflected the raising of the Book of Sand, and he decided to use the Book of Sand as a shield to block this attack of winter snowfall.

When!

The sharp blade shines like a silver mirror and is stabbed on a metal cover.

Once again, he was very surprised when a white cold stream seemed to erupt, and the eagle thought it would be overflown by enormous forces. When the Book of Sand blocks the wind and snow from sighing, it does have some kind of huge impact, but it is not just a normal physical impact, but an extremely cold energy, and they are like a large basin of water thrown up against each other, perforated and inescapable.

When the eagle was swept in by this energy, it began to freeze from the cover of the book of sand, and its hands were soon frozen with the book of sand. Finally, the ice began to spread rapidly to the body, from palms to wrists to arms and shoulders.

Not good!

It's freezing!

Never before had a cloud eagle faced such a horrific attack, he tried to turn his head and flee, but his feet had been rendered ineffective and had long since been frozen to the ground by the cold. The cloudhawk has completely lost its resistance and is horrified to see its body frozen by an inch. The white frozen fleshlight can be seen covering its face, allowing the mask to freeze on its face and then spread to its ears, eventually covering every hair, allowing every hair to be shaped, while the surface flashes a crystalline glow.

“I can't catch a blow. How dare you call yourself a slayer? ”

This is the last sound that cloud hawk consciousness hears before it disappears, because it's not just the body that's frozen, his consciousness, his mind, his spirit, it's all frozen, the whole person's incapacitated to think and act like a forced shock, he's turned into a living ice sculpture.

White streams blow through the eagle's body and then rush out five or six meters, passing where blankets freeze, and eventually even a column is frozen to death. These ice blocks look as bright as crystals.

In winter, the snow grabbed the ice and snow and sighed out. He turned his hand and held it backwards. He looked at the cloudhawk, whose moves could not turn into ice. He revealed a sarcastic smile from the corner of his mouth. He lifted his left hand to the left and right and said: “Put him on death row, in a separate cage, and send five times more people to watch me die. ”

“Yes, Lord Snow in winter! ”

“Wait, this stall, this table, this chair, everything he touched, take it all out and burn it, I don't want my master to come back and see them.” In winter, the snow patted a cloak as white as snow, as if a serious cleansing habit had been hugged by a beggar who had been fished out of a manure pit. He felt disgusted and wanted to throw up. He just wanted to go to the bath and wash it ten times a hundred times, but he was still impatient to continue commanding. “Also send someone to the temple to notify the master of the stars, please return immediately. ”

The guards hurried.

The snow really showers in winter.