The Frost Dragon Emperor opened his huge mouth, and an extremely low-temperature cold wave brewed in his abdominal cavity, and then spewed out, flying towards the Dragon.
This time the cold wave was colder and faster than the previous ones.
Even the spaces passed along the way were distorted by the extremely low temperature.
Once this cold wave enveloped the warship, it would only take a moment for the warship's engine to freeze, and the thirteen warships from the South China Sea would never be able to leave this sea area again.
Facing this terrible cold wave.
The long-browed fairy's hunched body suddenly straightened.
The old man stepped forward, his figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in mid-air.
The 6-ton Longteng also leaned back tens of meters due to the huge reaction force, almost capsizing.
The long-browed immortal greeted the majestic frost, his long eyebrows fluttering.
The old man let out a loud roar, and pushed the Panlong walking stick in his hand violently forward.
A dragon chant resounded from Panlong's crutches.
A giant dragon phantom appeared, wrapped the old man, and crashed into the majestic frost.
boom!
The explosion sounded like thunder.
The air wave turned into a strong wind, blowing away the dark clouds, and on the sea surface, a huge wave tens of meters high was set off.
The thirteen warships, like small boats about to capsize at any time, were tossing and sinking in the huge waves.
next moment.
A figure flew obliquely down from mid-air, and smashed heavily into the sea.
The old man who had taught at Kyoto University for most of his life, and the fourth-rank immortal who was at the end of his strength, was unable to block the blow of Frost Flood Dragon Emperor after all.
In the Dragon Teng, a figure came out with a sword, escaped into the sea, and rescued the fairy with long eyebrows who looked like a rag doll.
Jiang Hongzhuo didn't care whether Immortal Changmei was alive or dead, and immediately ordered all the warships to leave.
However, it's too late.
Frost swept across the sea and swept towards the thirteen warships.
In a short time, the thirteen warships were covered with ice picks, and their engines were turned off one by one.
In just a few seconds, the entire Bohai Bay turned into an ice sheet.
The roar of the monster beast sounded again.
A black wave of beasts surged across the ice.
Instantly engulfed thirteen warships.
The Zhiyuan ship, the iron door of the rapid-fire gun control cabin, was suddenly pierced by sharp claws, and then the entire iron door was torn open.
The cold wind poured in.
A lizard monster blocked the door, looking at the few people in the cabin with a grin and greed.
Because of the cold, several sailors huddled together, trembling and unable to move.
Frost hung on Wang Hongbo's eyebrows. He stared at the lizard monster standing upright, and raised the high-explosive bomb in his hand.
"Go and die"
Wang Hongbo tremblingly stretched out his other hand to pull the fuze ring of the high-explosive bomb, but his hand was already frozen and his fingers could not be bent at all.
"Stupid humans."
The lizard monster grinned, its huge body squeezed into the control cabin, and its sharp claws were about to grab Wang Hongbo's head.
But at this moment, a colder breath blew past from outside the cabin.
Immediately afterwards, the pupils of Wang Hongbo, who was ready to face death, suddenly shrank.
An ancient warrior appeared behind the lizard demon without warning.
The iron knife covered with ghost patterns fell.
Before the lizard demon could react, its head fell to the ground.
The ancient soldier turned his head and glanced at the people in the cabin.
He seemed unaffected by the frost.
The wet long hair did not freeze.
Under the long hair was a terrifying face, as pale and wrinkled as paper soaked in water.
It's a grimace.
In the eyes, there is a faint will-o'-the-wisp.
Just being glanced at, Wang Hongbo was like falling into an ice cave.
This coldness does not come from the body, but from the soul.
In front of this grimace soldier, his soul was trembling.
The Grimace Soldier seemed to have been soaked in the sea for thousands of years, with seaweed still hanging on his body, exuding the smell of mud, sea fish and rotting corpses.
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This terrifying grimacing soldier just stared at the few people in the cabin in a daze.
Wang Hongbo was terrified.
But at this moment, the ghost-faced soldier suddenly stretched out his swollen, white, and rotten hand, pointed at Wang Hongbo, and said in a hoarse and cold voice like a dark wind blowing through the grave, "You guys."
He withdrew his hand again and pointed to himself, "Me."
Wang Hongbo didn't know why.
The ghost-faced soldier suddenly grinned, revealing his white and sharp teeth, "Chinese, blood."
He wanted to make a smile as kind as possible, but because his face had been soaked in the sea for thousands of years, this smile looked terrifying.
Wang Hongbo was stunned.
The rest of the trembling sailors were also stunned.
"You, me, the blood of Huaxia."
It was as if a bolt of lightning flashed across Wang Hongbo's mind.
A few months ago, Zhao Jing's ocean-going scientific research ship Xiangyang had recruited him to search for the Yashan ruins.
It was only later that he learned from the captain that it was the ancestor surnamed Li who wanted to wake up the souls of 20 soldiers and civilians of the Southern Song Dynasty who were buried in the Yashan waters.
now.
Wang Hongbo looked carefully.
Finally, he noticed that the armor on the ghost-faced soldier was clearly the Song Dynasty standard infantry armor drawn in Zhao Jing's album.
The iron knife in his hand is sharp at the front, wide at the back, with a long handle and a jiu at the end of the handle.
now.
Seeing the terrifying smiling face of the ghost-faced soldier, Wang Hongbo's heart warmed up, and he felt a sense of kindness.
Chinese blood
The ancestor spirit of the Southern Song Dynasty and the modern Wang Hongbo both came from the South China Sea, passed through thousands of hectares of waves, and met in Bohai Bay after a thousand years.
Time seems to be intertwined.
Wang Hongbo also laughed, "I will fight with you."
He struggled to get forward.
But he was thumped on the shoulder by the grimace soldier, "Live."
After saying this, the grimace soldier turned around and looked forward.
The will-o'-the-wisps in the dark eye sockets seemed to be brighter.
"What are you looking at?"
Wang Hongbo followed the direction where the ghost-faced soldier was staring.
He looked past the dense beast tide and looked towards the coastline.
On the other side of the coastline is the vast land of Kyushu.
"native land."
There was a will-o'-the-wisp in the ghost-faced soldier's eyes, and suddenly he clenched the knife in his hand, opened his mouth, roared silently, and rushed out.
Another soldier rushed over, followed by a third, and a fourth
Hundreds, tens of thousands of soldiers began to charge.
They stepped on the ice and rushed towards the beast tide.
Wang Hongbo realized something and stepped out of the control cabin suddenly. The scene in front of him shocked him immediately.
In the eyes, the bloodthirsty and violent monsters all fell to the ground and turned into corpses.
The ghosts of countless soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty ran wildly forward.
A huge ancient building ship slowly passed in front of the Zhiyuan Ship.
On the top of the building, there is a big flag with a huge "Song" written on it.
And farther away, there are ancient sea ships, densely packed.
Among these sea ships, countless ancient warriors with lingering yin qi jumped off, assembled into an army formation, and rushed towards the beast tide.
Two words flashed in Wang Hongbo's mind: Yin soldiers.
There was no sound of shouting and killing, and no sound of metal and stone clashing with weapons.
Some are just the wailing of monsters.
Hack and kill.
Who dares to prevent them from returning to their homeland, they will kill them.
And this time.
On the largest ship.
The seven-year-old young master Zhao Bing is wearing a dragon robe and sitting on a small dragon chair.
Prime Minister Lu Xiufu, dressed in a blue and Confucian shirt, took a step forward and said loudly:
"According to the order of Emperor Yin, Immortal Changmei is summoned to Shanhaiguan to participate in the Conferred God Conference!"
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