Beside the Cold Pool, icy mist hung thick in the air. A twelve-ten-thousand-year-old Mystic Ice Flood Dragon coiled atop a black reef in the middle of the ink-blue pool. Every breath it took stirred the frigid energy around it, making the temperature in the area so low that it could freeze a Soul King-level Soul Master in an instant.
Its ice-blue, vertical pupils were half-open, giving it a lazy appearance, but it was in fact extremely vigilant. It had already sensed the arrival of several uninvited guests.
"Attack!" Ning Fengzhi made his decision at once, and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand shone brilliantly!
"Nine Treasures Turn Into Glazed Glass! First: Strength! Second: Speed! Third: Soul! Fourth: Defense! Fifth: Attack! Sixth: Boost! Seventh: Control!"
Seven divine rays of enhancement, like seven rainbows, landed precisely on Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Dugu Bo, and Lin Yi! The boosts to attack, strength, speed, and Soul Power that landed on Chen Xin in particular nearly sent the aura of this Super Douluo, already standing at the pinnacle of swordsmanship on the continent, soaring to an unfathomably terrifying level!
The Mystic Ice Flood Dragon was startled into action at the same time! It abruptly raised its enormous ice-crystal head and let out a shrill, piercing cry that seemed capable of freezing the soul!
The ice scales along its body stood on end. The ink-blue pool waters surged as if boiling, and countless thick, sharp ice spikes, gleaming with a ghostly blue chill, condensed out of nowhere from the pool, the air, and even the ground, pelting toward the five of them like a sudden storm of pear blossoms!
Before the ice spikes even arrived, the frigid aura, mingled with extreme cold and insidious cold poison, had already locked onto them!
"**White Bone