The Emperor of the Three Kingdoms Dominates Ten Thousand Realms System

Four words spit out.

The world under Guiguzi's feet had already turned into a frozen land.

Those wolf cavalry regiments that jumped up from mid-air were all frozen in the air at this moment.

Even the air mass that had just been spit out of his mouth instantly turned into a piece of hailstone and blocked his mouth.

Seeing this, the other wolf cavalrymen who were a hundred meters away turned around and ran back, but they were still caught up by the ice and snow, and then froze in place.

But Feng Ting escaped the catastrophe because he had noticed early on and activated the true energy in the machine in advance.

"Oh!"

After shattering the ice and snow on his body, Feng Ting also shivered violently.

At the same time, his eyes were also looking at Guiguzi.

To be honest, Guiguzi's strength is much higher than he imagined, and he should have reached the peak of the imperial realm.

Moreover, the natural power of this cultivation is ever-changing, and it is really impossible to guard against.

"Did King Han send you here?"

Guiguzi glanced around and found something wrong, so he spoke slowly.

"What if it is? What if it isn't?"

Feng Ting did not take Guiguzi's words, but took out a spear from behind him.

As soon as the spear was released, there was a startled dragon cry.

It reverberated in midair for a long time.

"Luck God Soldier?"

Guiguzi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Feng Ting's hand would actually produce the magic weapon of luck.

This kind of weapon, which contains the spirit of national destiny, is often a personal belonging of the royal family in the past dynasties.

There is only a long period of immersion in luck, and the luck of a country.It is very rare that such an artifact can be born.

It can be said that this kind of artifact contains the power of luck in it.

Chapter 160, Liu Xie's Projection

So when he saw the spear in Feng Ting's hand, Guiguzi's eyes froze slightly.

Seeing Guiguzi like this, Feng Ting's expression also became arrogant.

"Hmph, the Qingtian Overlord Spear is a relic of Marquis Wen. It is an artifact that gathers the luck of Korea. Even if you are Guiguzi, I am not afraid of you."

After all, he picked up the spear in his hand.

Then the true essence in the body moved from left to right along the arm, and the long spear also changed from left to right, and then one of them was thrown out fiercely from the back.

"boom!"

SsangYong shoots out.

After the majestic true essence was injected into the spear, two dragons were transformed into two swimming dragons to swim outside the spear.

Where Ssangyong carries it in its mouth is the red ball under the spear blade.

This time it looks like two dragons playing with pearls, and from time to time, rolling thunder can be heard from Feng Ting's body.

At this time, Feng Ting's body was constantly passing by with white lightning, and his whole body looked as majestic as a god descending from the earth.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Guiguzi stopped talking, and stretched out his hand to grab it.

The majestic true essence turned into a big hand of nothingness, which completely wrapped Feng Ting's whole body in it.

Countless frost and snow turned into sharp knives, slipped down from the big hand, and then shot at Feng Ting all of them.

"Within a radius of a hundred miles, nothing can escape my palm!"

Guiguzi drank lowly.

The surrounding snowflakes also accelerated the pace of movement.

Guiguzi seemed to have merged into the space between the heaven and the earth, and his whole body began to turn white.

Snowflakes fell into the beard, eyes, hair... and then quickly connected into one piece.

After a while, Guiguzi turned into a sculpture, standing there blankly.

But his divine sense turned into everything in the world.

It crazily gathered into ice and snow, covering Feng Ting.

"Bah!"

Looking at the ice and snow that kept condensing towards him, Feng Ting also spit out the true energy in his body.

Then it quickly turned into a transparent protective shield around his body to protect himself.

All the ice and snow knives that splashed were intercepted by this layer of transparent protective cover.

But the bone-piercing coldness that came from the outside was like worms constantly burrowing into his bones.

From the bones to the internal organs, from the blood to the spiritual thoughts... It seemed that everything penetrated into it, and it hurt his heart and eyes.

This kind of cold will constantly destroyed his spiritual sense, making Feng Ting almost fall asleep.

"Stab!"

A streak of blood flowed from between his wrists.

In order to prevent himself from falling into a deep sleep, Feng Ting also slashed a wound on his wrist.

The hot blood gave Feng Ting a brief consciousness.

And Feng Ting, who woke up, also realized that he could not stay in this ice and snow field for a long time.

Turning around, he picked up the Qingtian Overlord Spear in his hand, and stabbed upwards.

"Your Majesty Wen, give me a helping hand!"