Shen Qiang shouted, and then realized that the stunning Qian Shanxue had no reaction at all, and hastily said again, "What I mean is, can you turn the snow into rain!"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged cultivator who was attacking with his sword sternly said, "Rain or not, we still can't be stopped."
But at the same time, although she didn't understand why Shen Qiang wanted the snow to turn into rain, Qian Shanxue just shook the long spear in her hand, and the flurry of snow instantly turned into raindrops.
"Trying to wet our clothes and then freeze us?" laughed the plump middle-aged man holding the bone sail, "You are underestimating us; this little bit of rain won't even get our clothes wet."
Hearing this, Qian Shanxue sighed and transmitted her voice to Shen Qiang, "Although I am a water element cultivator, Frost Snow Ice is my forte."
At this moment, watching the rain fall from the sky.
Feeling the dense water molecules in the air.
