Chapter 200 White Ride

"Stupid!" Qin Yan cursed angrily and smashed into the gray fog. The gloomy fog quickly sucked the vitality of his skin, and the cold and dead space completely became his enemy, hindering every force that hindered his progress. Get out of here!" The soul in the sea of knowledge shouted silently, and abruptly opened a way from the extremely thick gray fog, and struggled to hit Jiang Moyu. Jiang Moyu is still alive! But his body surface has been completely covered with a layer of silver-gray liquid objects, and he can only barely wave his arms to resist the deeper fog.

Aware of Qin Yan's arrival, Jiang Moyu pushed him away. This push still has considerable strength. It seems that his fighting power still exists. Qin Yan's heart slowed down a little and retreated half a step to stabilize his center of gravity.

"Why don't you go!" Jiang Moyu's dry and hoarse roar was dull as if it were firewood smoked by fire.

"Let's rush out together!"

"Idiot, the queen won't wait for you--"

Qin Yan still wanted to speak. At this time, a warning sign suddenly appeared. The fog that had been knocked away by his mind surged up again, and the wave of negative emotions like a landslide and tsunami occupied the whole body and mind in an instant. He lost consciousness of his body in an instant and seemed to be in a desolate country of death.

Endless cold invaded the earth, the dead souls drifted and cried in the air, the bones of the blood bridge piled up densely, and the messenger of death in a broken black robe wandered among them...

But this fantasy just passed in front of his eyes. The thoughts in the sea of spiritual platform instinctively leaked out, and the next moment, he regained his sense of the body. He only felt that his upper and lower limbs were wrapped in a fierce wave, barely maintaining a balance in the huge waves under the dual protection of blood and spiritual power.

With such a strong soul, he is still very difficult, so what will happen to Jiang Moyu, who is at the center of this wave of undead fog attacks?

It doesn't matter. I wanted to break out of this hell with you, but since you have to bear the blame alone, I have to live up to your expectations and pay tribute to your spirit with the queen's blood!

Qin Yan crazily stimulated his blood, constantly pushed away the gray fog all over his body, and rushed forward. But in this situation, this move is as difficult as climbing upstream under the waterfall. Although it is only a few meters away, every minute of progress takes a lot of energy.

Just as he rushed out of the distance of three steps, the pressure on his body in all directions suddenly lightens, and the silver-gray fog around him quickly retreated, and a hysterical shout came from behind him. That's the last madness of a strong man who once stared at it...

Thank you for opening the way for me with your life. I, Qin Yan, swear here that I will live up to your trust!

The figure swept away like a strong wind, and further forward was a smooth road. After nearly a kilometer, he finally clearly saw the appearance of the queen in the high hall. In front of her, there was only the last barrier left.

On the throne, the ice and snow queen of white Qiu sat alone. Her face was crystal clear, and her whole body was as white as snow, really like ice and snow. From the perspective of human aesthetics, she is not particularly beautiful, but there is a frightening nobleness and majesty between her eyebrows, which makes people worship.

Unfortunately, as the only human being alive to see you, my mission is to cut off your head!

Circle of ice flowers circled around the throne and condensed into a light blue crystal on the ground of the high hall. The extremely strong ice spiritual power fluctuates in the air, maintaining the final majesty of this mythical emperor.

More than 20 knights in moon-white armor quietly guarded His Highness, and the sound of defeat in the distance did not affect them. They are the queen's most loyal followers, and their vows and beliefs will not change because of the upcoming victory or defeat.

This is the last support of the Ice Queen.

Qin Yan, who was stained with blood all over his body, rushed forward. He was red, and the sword in his hand was also stained with blood, drawing a red light. The footsteps passed, and a series of thunderous roars remained.

More than 20 white armored knights greeted him, and their spears stabbed him everywhere. Qin Yan hummed, violently waved his blood sword, shook several spears at the critical part, let other weapons pierce his body, and then turned his hand to swing out a circle of gun shadows. The violent sword spirit impacted the ripples, and at the same time attacked the knight in front of him.

At this time, most of the knights had not yet pulled back their weapons, and the spears were shaken back and temporarily unstable. They should not have been able to resist the surge of ripples. However, they were good at cooperating with the battle, and their grasp of the surrounding forces reached a considerable height when forming the battle array. When it was not possible, they made small adjustments to the formation, allowing most of the fiercest attacks to pass through the gap. The air shook fiercely, and Qin Yan's rather fierce blow only caused casualties of two knights. Fortunately, he himself was not hurt much because of the protection of the blood formula.

'This group of knights are completely integrated between their advances and retreats, as if they are connected, but it is not easy to deal with...'

Qin Yan thought and raised his sword again to attack. The speed of his sword was extremely fast. He saw a bloody shadow flash and split in front of the knight. However, at the same time, more than a dozen spears came up. His movements were as neat and precise as mechanical puppets, and the collective power could withstand this blow.

'One point is not more, one point is not less, just to offset my attack. Are my actions and intentions completely expected by the other party? No, it's impossible...'

Qin Yan's body turned rapidly, and the sword kept rushing into the knight array and waved a large area of brilliant sword light. He only heard the sound of weapons colliding, but to no success. In the attack familiar with him, it seemed that more than 20 knights melted into a giant, blocked all his attacks with extremely accurate prediction, and counterattacked with a sharper momentum. Qin Yan couldn't rush two meters, and he felt stretched. The offensive from all directions made it difficult for him to resist, so he had to retreat in a hurry. After another confrontation, he was squeezed out of the formation and returned to the original point again.

In that haunted battle, no matter how exquisite your moves are, how strange your body is, and how terrible your speed is, it is useless. In just two breaths, there were several more wounds on his body. If the blood formula after refinement is not strong enough, I'm afraid he will only be dragged to death.

When my heart was slightly panicked, the voice of the ice and snow queen came from the throne: "Invaders, if you dare to defile my kingdom of God, you will bear the anger of God! Hurry up and get rid of it and kneel down to repent of your crimes!"

"God's Kingdom? Hahahaha!" Qin Yan laughed disdainfully, "Is this disgusting hell also worthy of calling the Kingdom of God? It's just a gathering place for a group of slaves and mute. If you really have magical power, control me to call Her Majesty to listen? If you can't do this, just close your beak, wash your neck and wait for me to take your head!"