Chapter 611

Finally, after a series of shrill roars, their bodies were completely frozen in the air, like sculptures, their bodies covered in crystalline frost.

Their eyes were filled with disbelief and fear, as if only at this moment did they truly realize that Lin Mo's power exceeded their imagination.

The whole scene was like a scroll of extreme cold, with Lin Mo standing in the center, like a god controlling a cold world, and everything around him surrendered under his icy power.

"Bang!"

The next second, with a soft "Bang!", the aura of the Hunt Path erupted again.

The originally still space suddenly surged with terrifying power, and the frozen Elixir Seekers of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus seemed to be locked at the intersection of fate, with nowhere to escape.

The aura around Lin Mo became even more biting; it was the true power of the Path, not just sharp, but also containing an invisible sense of crushing.

As Lin Mo waved his hand gently, the surrounding air seemed to condense into an invisible giant rock, pressing down fiercely toward the three frozen bodies.

The frozen bodies could not withstand such power and began to crack with a "crack, crack, crack, crack" sound.

These cracks expanded rapidly, spreading along every edge of the ice, emitting subtle yet clear cracking sounds.

As time passed, these sounds converged into a series of cracking sounds that resounded through the sky.

Finally, the three frozen bodies collapsed instantly under the crushing force, turning into countless tiny fragments.