"Sh * t, what a horrifying storm!"
"The Ice Storm is here. What are you doing?
Why are you still not running? "
"Oh my god, even a powerful warrior at the peak of the Second Level of the Fate Wheel Realm died. Who can resist the Ice Storm?"
For a moment, the situation was chaotic. People on the 11th level of the Prison of Ice were running for their lives in a mess.
Not to mention going deeper into the 12th level of the Prison of Ice, it was difficult for them to even go back. One careless move and they would be sucked into the Ice Storm and die a tragic death!
In just two seconds, four or five powerful warriors had died in the Ice Storm.
Two of them were on Xue Canghan's side.
Xue Yue the Third was terrified. He was seriously injured and could not resist the Ice Storm. If it were not for Xue Canghan, he would have died.
"Eh, Ice Storm. Interesting. Let me try to roll a snowball and see if it can resist the Ice Storm."
The corners of Ye Qing's mouth curled up into a smile, and he quietly used the mysterious martial skill, Snowball!
Snowball was not a Low King Rank Martial Skill. It was still a Master Rank Martial Skill, but it had a lot of room for improvement.
As the casting time was prolonged, the snowball would become more and more powerful!
When the snowball rolled, it could even be compared with a real Low King Rank Martial Skill.
When the snowball rolled, it was no joke. The bigger the snowball, the more destructive it would be!
In the Prison of Ice, Ye Qing's Snowball Martial Skill could be even more powerful. It was a great weapon for killing, robbing and showing off!
"Come on, Snowball, roll!"
Ye Qing grinned. He was surrounded by ice and snow.
Soon, the ice and snow condensed into a snowball.
At first, the snowball was only the size of a soccer ball.
As time went by, the snowball grew bigger and bigger. In just one minute, it was as big as Moffett the Stone Man!
"If you don't want to die, follow behind my Snowball!"
Ye Qing's face was full of smiles as he pushed Snowball forward. The power of the storm was very strong, and it kept blowing wildly.
However, wherever Snowball passed, it was as stable as Mount Tai. It was not affected by the ice storm at all.
Moreover, the ice cubes carried by the ice storm would be attracted by the snowball and become a part of the snowball!
Soon, the snowball became bigger, far bigger than Morphett's body size, and became the size of a small mountain.
"Damn, what a huge snowball!"
"Everyone, run!
Hiding behind Snowball will guarantee your safety! "
"Oh my god, it's true. As long as I hide behind Snowball, the Ice Storm will be useless!"
Everyone was overjoyed. In their moment of despair, they grabbed onto a life-saving straw and frantically gathered in the direction of Snowball.
Especially those weaker female martial artists. Their beautiful eyes flashed with a strange splendor as they regarded Ye Qing as their savior. That infatuated look in their eyes made it seem as if they wished they could devote themselves to him.
In the crowd, the beautiful girl who had been waltzing with Ye Qing earlier rushed over and threw herself into Snowball's arms. She hid behind Snowball, using it as a safe haven.
"Snowman Nunu, thank you so much!" The beautiful girl did not forget to express her gratitude at the critical moment.
Many people who came to the vicinity of Snowball expressed their gratitude to Ye Qing.
When danger came, the so-called head of the Seven Talents of Xueyue, Crown Prince Xue Canghan, did not help them. He only cared about running away.
Ye Qing was different. He even made Snowball to help everyone hide from the wind and snow. He was such a good person!
Behind Snowball, some of the weaker young people were moved to tears.
They were so moved that they could not control themselves.
"Snowball, roll up!"
Ye Qing pushed Snowball in circles around the 11th level of the Ice Purgatory, constantly increasing its power.
It was originally an upper-class Zong martial technique. After a long period of strengthening, its power was estimated to be comparable to the Five-colored Fiery Lotus!
In the 11th level of the Ice Purgatory, more and more people joined Ye Qing's team, running behind Snowball.
They wanted to ask where Ye Qing was going to roll Snowball to, but seeing Ye Qing's cheerful look, they were all dumbfounded. For a moment, no one asked.
After three minutes, Ye Qing had pushed Snowball around the 11th level of the Ice Purgatory and returned to the original point, where the ice bridge had collapsed.
"Damn, why are we back?"
"The Ice Storm is still there!
And it seems that even the Ice Storm has become stronger! "
"Oh my god, it's too dangerous outside. It's safer to hide behind Snowball."
The crowd wanted to go out and take a look, but after sensing the danger outside, they all gave up the idea.
No matter where Ye Qing was going to push Snowball to, it was enough to keep them safe for the time being.
There were still many people struggling to survive under the onslaught of the blizzard.
Among them was the Third Talent of Xueyue. He was seriously injured and separated from Xue Canghan. He had no choice but to rely on his own strength to fight against the Ice Storm.
"Woo, woo!"
The horrifying Ice Storm was raging everywhere. The Third Talent of Xueyue walked against the wind. All of a sudden, he was rolled into the center of the storm and his body began to disintegrate!
"Help me!"
At the moment of life and death, the Third Talent of Xueyue shouted. Not far away, Xue Canghan, who had been separated from him, heard him and became anxious.
Xue Canghan wanted to rescue him, but it was too late. He was at least one kilometer away from the Third Talent of Xueyue!
Normally, one kilometer was nothing for him. It could be covered in the blink of an eye.
However, under the influence of the Ice Storm, one kilometer was extremely far away.
"Third Brother!"
Xue Canghan shouted anxiously, his eyes filled with worry.
Suddenly, only a rumbling sound was heard. Ye Qing pushed the big snowball, crushing all the way over.
"Help me!"
The Third Talent of Xueyue's body was about to collapse. Even with his cultivation at the third level of the Fate Wheel, he couldn't last long in the center of the Ice Storm.
"Well, it seems to be the Third Talent of Xueyue. Don't be afraid. I, the Snowman Nunu, am here. I won't let you die!"
Ye Qing's tiger body shook, and he pushed Snowball over.
Now, Snowball was large enough to almost reach the height of the center of the storm.
"Thank you, Snowman Nunu!
As long as you save me, I will write off all the grudges between us! "
The Third Talent of Xueyue was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the Snowman Nunu would take the initiative to save him when his life was hanging by a thread.
"Who doesn't get hurt in Jianghu? Don't worry too much about the grudges in Jianghu. Let's just laugh it off!"
Ye Qing laughed heartily. He pushed Snowball hard and it was almost at the feet of the Third Talent of Xueyue.
"That's right. That's right. The grudges between us can be completely written off!
Snowman Nunu, you are so broad-minded! "
The Third Talent of Xueyue was even more delighted. He felt he had grasped at a life-saving straw.
"Okay, let's cut to the chase. Come down with all your strength. I will catch you with Snowball." Ye Qing grinned.
"Okay, you must catch me!"
The Third Talent of Xueyue's heart was pounding. After being attacked by the Ice Storm, his injuries had worsened. He had little Primordial Energy left in his body.
At this moment, he only had one chance. He had to try his best to slightly deviate himself from the center of the storm.
As long as he could successfully deviate a little bit, the Snowball would be able to carry his body and take him out of the range of the Ice Storm.
"Don't worry. Come down. It's okay." Ye Qing was smiling like a nice guy.