The Frost Dragon had no idea what to do.

They felt an unusual light from the eyes of this giant, a kind of desire to kill only after being contaminated with blood. They themselves also have it, but it is far less surging and fierce.

As the top king of the undead plane and the most powerful existence standing in the food chain, no frost dragon is willing to give up resistance. Especially when he saw that he had five or six companions around him, Chris Odin, the leader, was thrown back. The undead who were unwilling to admit defeat began to get restless again.

Leren and Alice looked at the frost dragons anxiously.

The matter is already very obvious. The person who assassinated the Pope was definitely not Yang Dashuan... because it can be seen from the performance of these frost dragons.

But the most critical question now is to know where Yang Dashuan is going!

Tam walked around and around, right in front of the group of frost dragons. His brows became tighter and tighter, and he was obviously a little impatient. He didn't notice that this action looked very much like someone...

The evening breeze became stronger and stronger at night, carrying the unique cold air on the wasteland, and the air became more and more restless.

The frost dragons did not speak. Even if they did not speak, they could communicate with consciousness and would not be discovered. The use of all the words that could praise could not describe the nobleness of these frost dragons, but at this moment they could only lie here.

They had already seen that the two girls standing behind a group of dwarves blocked with shields were obviously the leaders of the group of ‘monsters’ - because they really couldn’t think of any words to describe these giants, so Chris Odin could only describe them as ‘monsters’. In addition to what Tam said before, this made them more convinced of their previous inferences.

If I could seize these two women at all costs, I might have a chance to fight back.

As a high-level undead, no frost dragon is willing to escape or die in such a shame! Under the suggestion of Chris Odin, the extremely frustrated frost dragon could no longer control its anger and was ready to use all its strength to deal with these giants.

Although the number of these giants is three or four times that of the frost dragon, they seem to be too confident. Perhaps they think they no longer have the ability to resist, or perhaps they think they have become a turtle in the jar... The giants boldly exposed the figures of the two women.

Although these giants may not compromise, according to the paranoid personality of the undead, as long as they identify with the things they know, there will be no room for turning back.

The mission has been assigned to all the frost dragons. They are ready to divide the work and cooperate, seize the opportunity, and capture these two weak and powerless women in one fell swoop.

Chris Odin looked at these swamp giants, and most of them had an impatient look on their faces. Perhaps because they were all waiting for them to speak, they kept suppressing their anxiety, but it was obvious that they were not as snatched as before.

After a fight just now, no matter how stupid Chris Odin was, he knew who to choose as his opponent. These giants could not touch them at all, and those small, inconspicuous dwarves were a little weird. As for the numerous other creatures, there was still a long distance.

The Frost Dragons are not stupid. The leaders of these two women are obvious to them. Catching any of them is a way out. Compared with a group of giants, even the lowest-level undead knows how to choose.

Several frost dragons launched their last attempt under the leadership of Chris Odin. The huge body rolled up a stream of smoke and dust on the ground, exerting their agility to the point and rushing towards them.

They attempted to succeed their plans while these giants were stunned!

In fact, they almost succeeded.

Just a flash of white light, the figure appeared on the wasteland and suddenly shattered this wonderful dream!

The swamp giant rolled his eyes wildly, Duiga opened his mouth wide, and the ogres and centaurs widened their eyes. All the slave warriors couldn't believe everything in front of them!

The Frost Dragon was completely defeated by the cruelty of reality.

"I just want to ask where you are!" Tam pursed his mouth and shrugged his shoulders helplessly. "In fact, even if they said it, I wouldn't let these guys go!"

Tam took out the strange glass container just now, which contained two balls of frost dragon soul fire.

Alice and Leren covered their mouths and looked at everything in front of them excitedly.

Chris Odin tilted his head and could not figure out how the big rock puppet appeared here! But it doesn't matter anymore, because he is no longer qualified to think about the problem.

The rock puppet rudely smashed Chris Odin's head, carefully pulled out the ball of piping soul fire, held it in the palm of his hand, and carefully threw it into the transparent container in Tam's hand.

Yang Dashuan grinned and looked at the frost dragons in front of him, his eyes narrowed into a small slit.

He didn't know why he suddenly appeared in the wasteland and was so aligned with these frost dragons. Fortunately, the rock puppets kept following him, and it was not yet time to cool down. As soon as they appeared, they immediately solved the final counterattack from the frost dragon!

"Auntie, second wife..." Everson shouted with eyes when he saw Lelen and Alice.

"Master, what should I do about these guys? Kill them, I'm fed up with these big lizards!" Edward clenched his fists and was about to walk towards the remaining frost dragons that had been scared.

"No one left!" Yang Dashuan turned around and looked at Leren and Alice. The two girls rushed over, crying with the rain.

I don’t know how many souls this group of frost dragons has harvested, and now it’s finally time for their souls to be harvested. The swamp giants who were eager to try walked over and prepared to perform a torture on these guys!

The four powerful frost dragons, with five large and three thick frost dragons, are the most brave and cruel outlaws on the Undead Holy Mountain. Although the level is not high, I don’t know how many fighting skills have been accumulated for them. Originally, they had this confidence, and there was absolutely no problem in catching two weak women among a group of unprepared giants.

But when this shirtless man holding axe appears, even the strongest Frost Dragon will lose the courage to attack.

Yang Dashuan clenched his fists and pushed away the swamp giant that was about to come up.

"Are you taking these things for Mao?" Old Yang took the container that contained the soul of the frost dragon in Taim's hand, blinked and looked at it. His eyes only fell on the frost dragons when they appeared, and then he didn't care.

Several young frost dragons were trembling with anger. This contempt from the bottom of their hearts was unbearable. But whenever anger spreads from their hearts, their eyes floated to the two rock puppets that looked down on the heroes. Even the overwhelming anger could only be extinguished in an instant.

"The elder said that although your frost dragon has been erased from consciousness, it is still a dead spirit. It can enhance its strength by devouring their soul fire, and maybe it can even go up to the fifth-level frost dragon!" Tam smiled. "I originally planned to take out your whereabouts from the mouths of these frost dragons and then take away their souls, but now I'll leave this job to you!"

"This is a rough job!" Yang Dashuan pursed his mouth, and his eyes fell on the four frost dragons left in front of him.

The frost dragon, who was unwilling to die, had already heard the faint murderous intent from the conversation between the two. Even if they died, they had to drag a cushion. The undead was always a race that was unwilling to be destroyed!

A rapid forward pounce, the frozen gushed and whistled wind in the air, rushing towards the arrogant human.

I don’t know if the giants were too confident about this person or had no time to react. They had faint smiles on their faces, looking at the counterattack of these frost dragons before their death... although they were just struggling powerlessly.

The frozen spurts of thick fog erupted from the mouths of the four frost dragons like a volcanic eruption.

Coherent and continuous freezing spit!

This is not a primary magic like a water arrow. The "huhu" frozen whistle and screamed with the torn air, sweeping away the remaining temperature on the entire wasteland, and drew a blue light belt like the sky on the wasteland, and met Yang Dashuan with no head-on eyes!
Chapter completed!