Divine Realm, Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Xie Yi's shoulder was hit by the icy-blue light. Then, a thick layer of ice covered Xie Yi's shoulder.
"Ahhhhh!"
Xie Yi let out a miserable cry. Then, he raised one hand and slashed at his arm.
Whoosh! Blood splattered in the air as Xie Yi severed his right arm.
If he didn't cut off his right arm in time, the ice would spread to his body.
At that time, it would not be as simple as cutting off an arm.
Taking advantage of the gap in the attack of the flag, Xie One pulled Xie Four's shoulder and flew out with the two of them.
At the same time, the sky became clear again. A ray of sunlight shone down from the clouds.
Sitting beside the pot, Xiao Changtian said to the old man,"
"Old man Lingzhu, isn't it sunny now?"
"In life, it's normal for it to be sunny and rainy at times."
"Let them be."
As he spoke, Xiao Changtian picked up a rag beside him and slowly lifted the lid of the pot.