Chapter 51

"Now that you're here, why don't you show up!"

The faint words echoed. The Titan Snow Demon Under Chen Xiaoming was stunned, but then the spiritual force dispersed, and he felt happy along the direction Chen Xiaoming looked at.

He felt the familiar breath coming slowly from the wind and snow.

The wind and snow filled the air, and the cold wind roared. The air around seemed colder. Chen Xiaoming didn't care and looked excitedly at the wind and snow not far away.

Through the wind and snow, you can vaguely see a vague figure coming slowly.

"Man, you shouldn't have come here."

The cold words didn't have a trace of vitality. The figure didn't come any closer, but stopped. The wind and snow around was a little bigger for a while.

"Let him go and leave at once."

The Titan snow devil at the foot of Chen Xiaoming showed an excited look. He didn't know whether he was happy to escape or happy to see the figure to save himself.

"Hahaha, those who want to kill me have always had only one way, dead end!"

Stunned for a moment, Chen Xiaoming didn't expect that the latter would let him release the Titan Snow Demon, but then he laughed.

"Not even you!"

When the words fell, Chen Xiaoming's soul power broke out. The silver light of the green wood dragon gun in his hand directly penetrated the skull of the Titan snow devil. The soul power broke out wantonly. The most terrible thing was the silver light, which directly cut a space wall in the head of the Titan snow devil.

"Roar..."

Just in time to make his last cry, in disbelief, the breath of life in the eyes of the Titan Snow Demon slowly dissipated and disappeared.

The Titan snow devil, one of the three heavenly kings of the far north, fell!

"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..."

The wind and snow broke out in an instant, and the overwhelming snowflakes fell around Chen Xiaoming. An extremely terrible threat spread from a distance. Almost immediately, Chen Xiaoming felt a cold in his body, and his body was like frozen.

Not far away, the figure that came before came slowly. Chen Xiaoming turned his soul and looked at it. This time, he finally saw its true face.

The figure turned out to be human, just like a girl of 17 or 8 years old. Her long white hair hung from the back of her head to her feet. Her slender body was flawless. Although she wore a long ice and snow skirt without half decoration, it made her look so noble and beautiful, just like wax snow and plum, proud of snow and bullying frost.

Sky blue eyes are ethereal and transparent, as if they can see through everything in the world. Even if there is a trace of warm anger at the moment, it is just like a fairy without human immortality.

Snow emperor, the third of the top ten fierce beasts, is the ruler of the far north!

"Tut tut."

Looking at the snow emperor like a girl, Chen Xiaoming smacks his tongue. Although he knows that the snow emperor is one of the few human soul beasts, his appearance is really a bit criminal. That is, when he met Chen Xiaoming and others, he would have been in the brain for a long time.

"I don't know if such a beautiful girl will hurt if she goes down with a shot!"

Chen Xiaoming's eyes lit up and his mouth murmured in a low voice.

"Shameless."

With a clear cry of anger, the snow emperor has lived for 700000 years and has seen far more things than humans. The so-called gun in Chen Xiaoming's mouth directly made her angry.

With one palm of the slender jade hand, the majestic soul force gushed out like a wave. The most terrible thing was that the wind and snow around were driven by it and condensed in front of him in an instant. The frozen ice condensed under the majestic soul force. For a time, the wind and snow around unexpectedly stopped strangely.

Chen Xiaoming reaches out his hand and points on a snowflake in front of him. The snowflake melts into snow water. Just above Chen Xiaoming's dark sigh, the snowflake hovering between heaven and earth instantly goes towards the snow emperor.

"Emperor's palm · great cold and no snow."

The world changed color with one palm, and the extreme cold current rushed directly to Chen Xiaoming. For a time, Chen Xiaoming only felt the extreme cold rising.

Different from the previous field chill of the Titan snow devil, the field of the Titan snow devil makes him slow, while the chill of the snow emperor is the extreme cold, as if to freeze Chen Xiaoming.

Before the hand came, the power was more powerful than that of the previous Titan Snow Demon King, and Chen Xiaoming tightened his gun slightly.

Although I don't know where snow emperor wants to go, it doesn't matter now.

The 700000 year old snow emperor made every effort to fight. Where should Chen Xiaoming find such an opponent.

The snow emperor's right hand is as bright as jade and as white as snow, as if it was carved from a piece of lanolin white jade.

When the cold surged, the world recovered again, the wind and snow emerged, and the figure of the snow emperor had disappeared.

A faint wave came through the wind and snow. Chen Xiaoming looked frozen. The silver light of the green wood dragon gun that had not moved in his hand flashed and lit it.

"Hum..."

With a slight sound, an extreme chill surged towards Chen Xiaoming along the green wood dragon gun. The figure of the snow emperor flashed gently, retreated and fell 30 meters away.

"Click, click, click..."

The ice crystal began to spread from the tip of the gun, and Chen Xiaoming's soul force poured into it, but it could not be dispersed, and could only slightly block the speed of freezing.

The light of the eighth Soul Ring flickered, and the red light instantly shrouded the whole green wood dragon gun, but surprisingly, even if there were 100000 years of Soul Ring blessing, it could not be dispelled.

Chen Xiaoming's eyes were frozen and he became interested. The emperor's palm · great cold and no snow was really strong. No wonder even Niu, who later resurrected as the ultimate Douluo, said that no one can resist the blow of the emperor's palm.

Even if this power is the ultimate duel, it is estimated that it can only avoid the edge for the time being.

The snow emperor on the other side stood in the air, standing in the wind and snow, like the master of this world, coldly overlooking Chen Xiaoming.

No one was spared by her emperor's palm.

Chen Xiaoming looked up calmly. The strength of the snow emperor excited him. An inexplicable breath diffused from Chen Xiaoming's body. The wind and snow blowing around seemed to stop at this moment.

The body floats up slowly. The clothes and robes on his body are windless and automatic, and the drum makes a sound. The half frozen Qingmu dragon gun is lifted. Chen Xiaoming looks at it, and the silver light in his eyes flashes. Then the Qingmu dragon gun in his hand is wrapped with a layer of silver light.

As soon as the silver light came out, the ice crystal that was still spreading was instantly fixed, a black darkness appeared at the edge, a black hole suddenly appeared, and the green wood dragon gun was swallowed in half.

When the snow emperor not far away appeared in the dark, a dignified color appeared on his face, and the wind and snow around him became more urgent.

Chen Xiaoming drew his right hand slowly, and the Qingmu dragon gun was pulled out intact. However, at the moment, the gun body was already flashing with silver light, and the faint spatial fluctuation was diffused from Chen Xiaoming's body.

The casual palm of the snow emperor has the power of a 100000 year soul ring. Chen Xiaoming looks at the cold girl in front of him and smiles faintly.

Now I can finally use my power at ease!