In the dark cave, the green light in Friessman's hand reflected the solemn expression on his face, which really gave people a sense of conviction.

"Frisman, you must do your best! You must let the leader of your undead clan take a good look at what a mistake he made when he gave up on you!" Old man Qingya said with encouragement.

He said something to Frisman, and saw that the fighting spirit in his eyes was instantly ignited. Then he patted his shoulder with a smile and greeted the Bluestone Sect disciples who were still digging out the teeth of the giant beast.

, and after signaling them all to move back, Ji Xiaoyan and Ji Xiaoyan stood back a few steps, waiting to see Frisman's actions!

In the dark cave, Ji Xiaoyan and the others did not light the torch, but used the burning and jumping green soul light in Frisman's hand to illuminate. Therefore, the brightest place in the entire cave is now.

Frisman's side.

Ji Xiaoyan watched Frisman's shadow being stretched taller, slender and extremely light under the light of that group of souls. It seemed that if he broke through a little bit more, Frisman would become one with the black.
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Glancing at the light of Lu Zi's soul in his palm, Frisman took a deep breath and took out an extremely ugly-looking staff from the package, with a confident look on his face.

Come smile.

With heavy steps, Frisman walked to the edge of the giant beast's teeth. He stretched out his hand and touched the huge tooth in front of him. Then he stabbed the staff in his hand hard under his feet, and then opened his mouth.

He began to recite a series of complicated spells like a murmur.

As soon as the spell in the first verse fell, a cold wind suddenly appeared in the silent cave. It rolled past everyone, gathered around Frisman, and then disappeared without a trace.

Without a trace...

The second and third cold winds hit one after another, and the cold in the cave became more and more intense. Everyone knew that the time was coming.

When Frisman uttered the last syllable, the entire cave felt like a completely different world. It was so cold that everyone couldn't help but shudder, and they took several steps back in tacit agreement, far away.

After leaving Friesman, I felt a little better.

I saw Frisman stretching out a hand with a clenched fist, slowly reaching for the teeth in the raised hand, and then instantly opened his palm. Immediately, a biting chill filled the teeth of the giant beast.

A vast expanse of white frost quickly formed at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was extremely bright under the light of the green soul.

Then everyone watched as a silvery white light splashed out from Frisman's hand, hit the teeth of the giant beast again, and then fell to the ground, forming a stick the size of a person.

The icicles come, getting taller and bigger little by little...

Friesman breathed out a breath, twisted the staff and stepped back quickly, but he started chanting the spell again, and even raised the ugly staff in his hand and waved it a few times, and then everyone

Then he saw a line of white smoke seeming to float from the top of the staff, curling towards the direction of the icicle, making the icicle seem to come alive in an instant. He struggled and started to

It grew towards the top of the head, and soon formed a thick wall of ice, tightly sticking to the teeth of the giant beast.

At this time, a muffled sound of "dong" suddenly sounded. Everyone looked up and saw that the ice wall had spread to the forehead of the giant beast. It seemed to be growing again and again with some discomfort, just like the ice wall that was pressed under the huge boulder.

Like the green grass under the grass, I want to use up all my vitality to break away the thing that suppresses my growth and see the beautiful world outside...

This is roughly what animism is about.

The leader of the undead clan in the cave sat with other aboriginals of the undead clan and waited for a long time. They still didn't see Qingcheng's army coming back to negotiate with them in frustration. They couldn't help but frowned in worry and looked at each other.

After staring for a long time, he said worriedly: "Everyone, do you think those people from Qingcheng really found some way to open the entrance to our cave?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Hearing this, the leader of the Undead Tribe immediately glared at the undead tribe native who spoke, and then said with an unhappy face: "What do you think that is? This is where our Undead Tribe leader has lived for generations.

How can a group of people like them open the giant beast that is lying there? The light of the soul of the giant beast is still there, so how can they be so presumptuous? Since I have closed the mouth of the giant beast and will not let go,

The giant beast wouldn't dare let them out! Huh...the people they cleared the city must have found themselves unable to do anything by now and are on their way back!"

"But Mr. Patriarch, after all, this giant beast has not been used for many years. If something goes wrong, we don't know! Otherwise, go and take a look and feel at ease!" An aboriginal of the undead tribe thought.

After thinking about it again, I still couldn't help but make a suggestion to the leader of the Undead Tribe. Seeing the way he stared at me impatiently, I quickly lowered my head with a guilty conscience and muttered: "Master Patriarch, I just have some problems."

Just worried! Those people from Qingcheng have been away for so long and haven’t come back yet. Who knows if they have really left?"

"Don't talk nonsense here. You don't know how powerful the giant beast is, but I do! Even if they want to break the teeth of the giant beast and run away, it is impossible!" The leader of the undead tribe!

He spoke with a gloomy face, and when everyone looked like they didn't dare to say anything more, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, all the aborigines of the undead tribe were silent, with a frown on their faces. From time to time, their eyes looked worriedly towards the entrance of the cave. Finally, an elder of the undead tribe couldn't help but speak to encourage the undead.

The leader of the tribe simply took everyone to the direction of the cave entrance to see if the traitor from their undead tribe could really help the people of Qingcheng to escape from the mouth of the giant beast and harm other tribesmen. Only then did the leader of the undead tribe nod.

It was at this time that the leader of the undead clan became slightly worried.

Frisman is also a member of their undead tribe. Although he did not grow up in the undead tribe and did not know many things about the tribe, he was happy to find the tribe and everyone still told him a lot of things.

He has answered all the non-confidential questions. He does not fully understand the undead clan, at least he knows a lot better than other outsiders. Therefore, Frisman has now made it clear that he wants to help Qingcheng, which is a big disaster.

In addition, the people in Qingcheng are not simple. If they really think of some way to deal with the giant beast and run out of the cave, then it will be a big joke for them to wait here!

Thinking of this, although the face of the leader of the undead clan was dull, he was extremely anxious in his heart. He quickly stood up from the stone bench and said to the undead aboriginal people around him: "Come on, let's go over and take a look.

Just don’t let the people in Qingcheng find out! Otherwise they will think that we are really afraid of them, and if we insist on handing over the dragon bones, we will lose more than we gain!"

"Hand over the dragon bones? They are simply dreaming!" Several indigenous people of the undead tribe followed the leader of the undead tribe towards the direction outside the cave and said with a sneer: "When they cleared the city, they used the dragon bones to force us undead.

The clan has formed an alliance with them. Now we have done nothing wrong. It was them who unilaterally proposed to terminate the alliance. Naturally, they have to compensate us, the undead clan! We have already given us a lot by reluctantly accepting this little dragon bone.

They lost face, but they still want to go back, and they don’t know how thick-skinned City Lord Ji is to dare to say this."

"That's right! These people in Qingcheng don't know if they have water in their heads. They can't even understand this problem? They dare to come to our undead clan to raise an army to question the crime. This time, the patriarch cannot be soft-hearted.

Teach them a big lesson!"

After listening to these words, the leader of the Undead tribe dissipated a little bit of the tension in his heart, and a happy smile appeared on his face. He said to the people behind him: "Don't be like this. When Frisman disappeared, he was also a member of Qingcheng.

City Lord Ji brought him back and asked him to find us. She is Frisman's benefactor, so it is reasonable for us to be more tolerant to them!"

"The patriarch is so kind-hearted!"

"Yes, yes! It's a blessing that Qingcheng met our clan leader. Otherwise, how could we have forgiven them so easily for being reckless again?"

All the undead aboriginals said with low voices, which completely eliminated the worry that everyone had just felt.

Following the lights of various souls, they walked towards the outside of the cave. After a while, the aborigines of the undead tribe shivered, rubbed their hands with some fear of the cold, and couldn't help but ask:

"Do you think it's a little too cold in the cave?"

"Yes, yes! Why do we feel colder and colder?"

"Hey, you all feel this way? I thought it was my illusion?"

After one person spoke, many of the undead aboriginals answered in surprise. For a moment, everyone felt that the chill on their bodies was getting a little bit worse, and it soon became unbearable for them.
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"What on earth is going on?" The leader of the Undead clan was also very surprised in his heart. He frowned and didn't look around, and then he seemed to suddenly discover something. "You guys can feel it, is the cold air coming from the front?"

of?"

"The front? Ah, yes, yes! It's the front, it's getting colder and colder as we go..."

"Yes, yes, yes, right in front."

"What happened in the front?" The leader of the Undead clan frowned, and before he could figure it out, he suddenly heard the sentence "Frisman" from the elder of the Undead clan behind him.

"Frisman? Frisman!!! Yes, it's Frisman!!" The leader of the undead tribe was suddenly startled and shouted in panic, "That guy Frisman is an ice mage! He is

It’s an ice mage!! What is he doing?!”

"Quick, quick, quick, let's go over and have a look!!!" Are the undead people still standing at this moment? They immediately ran towards the direction of the giant beast's mouth, and soon saw the cave on the ground.

Countless hoarfrost appeared on the stone wall. The further away you went, the thicker the hoarfrost became and gradually formed an ice surface.

"What on earth is Frisman doing?!" The leader of the undead tribe looked at the pieces of ice in fear. The speed of his feet was getting faster and faster. It didn't take much time to see the rows of black masses in Qingcheng.

The shadow appeared in front, but the direction of the huge beast's mouth, which was supposed to be pitch black, was completely covered by a piece of frost.

"What on earth are you doing?!" At this moment, the leader of the undead tribe still cares whether Ji Xiaoyan and the others will discover him. All he can see is the frost and Frisman's figure standing under the frost.
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"Hey, why are the patriarchs here?" As soon as old man Qingmi heard the voice of the leader of the undead clan, he immediately asked with a smile, and then led the disciples of the Qingshi Sect directly to the front of the undead clan, and said

They all stopped: "What are you doing, patriarch?"

"What are you doing!!" The leader of the undead tribe looked at the obviously growing ice wall, and wished he could just grab Frisman and beat him up, but now he was blocked by old man Qingya, and he simply couldn't.

Unable to pass, they could only stare at Old Man Qingya and the others with hatred and said: "This is our undead clan, what on earth are you doing?"

"We didn't do anything? Didn't you, Patriarch, ask us to find a way to leave on our own? Aren't we just doing what you said, Patriarch?" Old Man Qingya's face was filled with a happy smile. In the Undead Clan,

Before the clan leader came, they all heard the giant beast's big mouth making a loose sound. There was even a glimmer of light coming through, but for some unknown reason, the light came back together again!<

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However, the emergence of this scene proves that Friesman's method is still useful, now it just takes time.

"Do as I say?! Then I will ask you all to stop now!!!" The leader of the undead clan shouted at the old man Qingya with great annoyance, his eyes fell on Frisman in the distance, and he shouted loudly

Said: "Frisman, get rid of all these ice bodies for the clan leader!! This is the undead clan, do you know what you are doing?"

"How could the patriarch go back on his promise like this? He clearly told us to leave, but now we are not allowed to do this or that! Are you teasing us Qingcheng?" Old man Qingya said, his eyes darkening.
Chapter completed!