Chapter 500 500. Jiang Qiu’e’s authority
“Bang——!”
While the two were talking, a withered hand reached out of the snow layer and hit the bottom of the light film. Then more and more withered hands came out and climbed up the curved spherical light film.
The palms of these withered hands are filled with rich purple mist.
Obviously, if you are touched by these hands, it will not end well.
Xia Feng did not dare to delay, and directly clenched his fist, and the pale golden blood dripped to the ground along the lines on his palm.
Suddenly, layers of golden waves spread out.
"Bang! Bang bang bang!!!" At the same time, the densely packed withered hands completely filled the confined space less than three meters around the two people, forming a sphere covered with hands on the hill. .
Xia Feng frowned and clenched his fist again, letting more blood drip onto the surface.
But there was still no response, and no space door appeared.
He raised his head and stared at Jiang Qiu'e expressionlessly: "Don't tell me that I'm looking for the wrong place."
The woman in the green skirt blinked her beautiful eyes, shook her head and whispered softly: "The place is definitely correct, it should be a matter of time. . Your blood can awaken the sealed god, but it will take some time for this god to wake up from his endless sleep and open the space door for us."
God? ! Xia Feng was stunned.
Jiang Qiu'e: "So what we need to do now is to wait."
"Crack——" Above, the first crack appeared in the light film, and it was about to rupture. The withered hands outside Like maggots scrambling to climb, trying to get in through this crack.
"." Xia Feng looked at this scene that made one's hair stand on end, then looked at the woman in the green skirt with an expressionless expression.
So in the seal under the hill, there are not only relics of gods, but also a god?
What exactly does this smelly fox want to do? Xia Feng felt bad. The god in the seal couldn't be with Jiang Qiu'e, right?
If this is the case, then the plan to snatch the relics of the gods may not be easy to carry out.
Of course, it doesn’t really matter whether you grab the sacred object or not. The focus now is, how can you not be assimilated by the snowfield consciousness!
After all, judging from the current situation, the best way to face the snowfield consciousness is to run away quickly. The longer you stay entangled with it, the more dangerous it will be.
Even the immortal power of the Evil Demon's heart is of no use. After all, the consciousness of Snowfield is not to kill him, but to assimilate him.
Let him become a part of the snowfield consciousness!
It is better to let him die.
“So, how long do we need to wait?” Xia Feng asked doubtfully.
"I don't know."
"I don't know?!" Xia Feng's eyelids twitched and he couldn't believe it. "Aren't you very courageous? I don't know how long it will take before you dare to come here?!"
Jiang Qiu'e frowned slightly and pursed her lips in displeasure:
"First of all, I am not timid, I am steady. Secondly, I have a strategy to deal with the enemy, but I need your help. Match——”
“Crack, click, click—” The cracks on the light film spread rapidly like spider webs. The withered hands outside were extremely excited and slapped harder, “Bang, bang, bang!”
Jiang Qiu'e's expression remained unchanged, a green light suddenly appeared in her hand, and a writing brush appeared out of thin air.
The body of the pole was green, and the ink-colored hair was surrounded by fine gold streams. As her thin hands danced in the air, she wrote the word "repair".
A talisman appeared out of thin air, flew into the light film and scattered auras of light. The spiderweb-like cracks were quickly repaired and remained intact as before.
“This is my ability, one of the abilities in [Words]. The writing follows the law. You can understand that the words I write will follow my thoughts and extend with the permission of the law. It has a reasonable effect and is stored in the form of talismans." After hearing Jiang Qiu'e's explanation, Xia Feng immediately understood that the fox had thrown out various talismans before, [Escape], [Far Escape], [Strong Protection], [Strengthen] and [Pure]. ] Wait, it all comes from the ability of [Yanlu].
"So, this is your spiritual weapon?"
Jiang Qiu'e's beautiful eyes were light and she nodded: "Yes."
Hmm? I um, you are a big-headed ghost! Xia Feng sneered in his heart, as expected, this insidious fox deceived people without blushing.
He had already used copying on Jiang Qiu'e when he was at Witch Island, but the copying was not successful.
This undoubtedly shows that the [Word] ability possessed by this fox is either a relic of the gods, or it is directly a divine power!
Xia Feng prefers the latter. After all, Jiang Qiu'e has a cultivation seal in her body and is related to the Nine-Tails. It's hard not to doubt that this woman was once a star god!
"The maximum storage limit for the talismans created by [Yanlu] is 10. Now I have used up the talismans and need to draw them temporarily."
"So Xia Feng, I need you to go out and draw them temporarily." Stop the evil spirits approaching from the outside world and don't let them get close to this place. At the same time, I will continue to draw the [purification] talisman to help you continue to purify the 'sound of assimilation' in your heart."
Jiang Qiu'e said herself. Xia Feng couldn't help but wonder: "In that case, why not just create a large number of [repair] talismans? Wouldn't it be good to keep the defensive light film from being damaged?"
Jiang Qiu'e shook her head: "The energy consumed by different talismans is different. The power required for [Repair] is 8 times that of [Jing], which consumes a lot of energy. Therefore, using [Jing], combined with your powerful body, is the most likely way to persist until the god wakes up."
Xia Feng generally understood and glanced above. Those withered hands began to violently hit the light film again, and the purple mist in the palms penetrated the light film.
"Of course, the premise of all this is that you have to trust me."
Jiang Qiu'e knew that Xia Feng didn't trust her, so she wanted to say more, but what shocked her was that Xia Feng actually clicked He nodded and stood up straight away.
"Let's start."
Step out of the light film protection without any hesitation.
"You -" Jiang Qiu'e opened her mouth and then stopped. She quickly looked serious, raised her hand and started sliding the brush in the air.
Chachacha——
With a slight sound of stepping on the snow, Xia Feng walked out of the light film protection, but the withered hands around him ignored his presence and continued to attack the defensive light network.
He stood on a high place and looked down.
Under the snow-colored slopes with endless white light, countless headless human corpses had climbed up in a dense mass.
It is actually not accurate to say that they are human corpses. Those emaciated mummies are more like a mixture of humans and dragons.
They have humanoid bodies, but the sharp bone spurs protruding from the ridges on their backs, the sharp dragon claws with distinct muscles and bones, and the deformed flesh-colored wings covered with bloodshot eyes all indicate their 'dragon' characteristics.
It is just a characteristic, but there is no dragon aesthetics at all.
More like a hybrid that is a distortion of other organisms.
The fleshy wings flapped one by one, and the strange blood pupils bulging on the wings were densely packed, thousands of them, all looking up at Xia Feng, full of malice.
Xia Feng had a feeling in his mind that this Xueyuan Consciousness longed for him, longed to assimilate him, merge with him, bewitching his mind, as if telling him: If the Evil Demon obtains the power of Xueyuan Consciousness, he will definitely become the world's leader. Invincible, unify the gods!
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord. Infinite Heavenly Lord"
Buddhist chants and evil sounds are unified and harmonious at this moment, like holy and loving sounds embracing the consciousness and soothing the soul. Xia Feng's thinking was chaotic, but he was cold and determined at the last moment. His dark eyes gradually became blank, and a trace of red light overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
(End of this chapter)