"Frost magic bomb?"

"No, it should be more than that simple."

"The magic in the spar is very stable, and it seems that it only becomes disordered after it is released."

Zong Shen's eyes dimmed, observing the changes in the lines of magic power.

In order to explore the relevant laws.

The cold air released from the spar was so domineering that any big bird that touched it was instantly frozen.

In Zong Shen's sight, it

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