Chapter 499 499. The Tomb of All Living Beings
The Black Abyss is pitch black with no light.
But stepping on the ground and walking deeper, Xia Feng found that this place seemed to be a snowfield.
Stepping on the snow, even through the thick ice and snow, Xia Feng could still feel the countless corpses buried under the snow. The decaying evil spirit had been piled up for hundreds of millions of years.
It seems like this is the birthplace of all filth.
The deeper you go, the thicker the snow beneath your feet becomes, and the void is filled with an icy cold breath, making even Xia Feng, who has a strong physique, feel piercing chills.
This made Xia Feng wonder, is this really a lost space caused by the civil war in the empire?
Because through the eyes of deconstruction, he could clearly see the densely packed corpses under the heavy snow. They were from the human race, the Og race, and even the dragon race. Hundreds of millions of them were stacked up as far as the eye could see.
This is a tomb of all living beings.
He and the woman in the green skirt were walking on it.
Xia Feng looked up and looked into the distance. Through the eyes of deconstruction, he also saw that at the end of the snowfield, there was a majestic snow mountain, like a giant beast in the dead starry sky, majestic and vast.
At the same time, a thin mist drifted across the world.
The mist is vaguely purple, repulsed by the evil spirit's heart.
“Is this fog the same as the fog on Witch Island?” Xia Feng followed the woman in the green skirt and asked doubtfully.
The further the two of them traveled toward the snow-capped mountains, the higher the fog concentration became, and the color of the space turned purple visibly to the naked eye.
The mist on Witch Island was like this before, with a vague aura of evil, but it was not evil and could not be absorbed by the evil heart.
“Absolutely.” Jiang Qiu’e said softly, “You can understand it as a kind of catastrophic poison. If you come into contact with it too much, you may be infected.
Under these fogs, a There is a disaster realm similar to Witch Island. It is forbidden to hang more than 5 meters above the ground, fly, and space teleportation is prohibited.
As for the specific function of the disaster poison, you can tell it if you are interested. Try inhaling the mist into your stomach. "
Jiang Qiu'e held the 'protect' symbol between her fingertips, and burned them one after another, turning into a light red shield to protect the two of them.
Xia Feng felt it carefully and found that indeed, the deeper you go, the more blocked the movement of the spirit on the surface of the soul becomes.
At this moment, Xia Feng already felt that he could not use the spiritual clothes.
But it’s nothing serious. He still has a strong body and spiritual weapon, so he’s not afraid of Jiang Qiu’e tricking him.
And to be honest, Jiang Qiu'e's combat power was reduced much more than him without being able to use the spiritual clothes.
Xia Feng's black eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the deserted back of the woman in the green skirt, and said thoughtfully: "So, what will happen if you are infected with the poison here? Just like Witch Island, it will change Become a crying witch?”
Jiang Qiu'e shook her head and was about to say something. In the darkness, a withered white hand suddenly popped up from the snow beneath his feet, trying to grab Xia Feng's ankle.
Xia Feng reacted quickly and moved half of his body like a ghost.
But the snow was like a gopher probing its head. At this moment, hundreds of white hands suddenly stretched out and held down the ground, and strange human figures slowly crawled out of the earth.
“Let’s go.”
Xia Feng only heard one word from the woman in the green skirt. When she looked up, the woman in the green skirt had disappeared.
Your sister, Xia Feng is convinced. This woman has many ways to escape. He didn't even notice why Jiang Qiu'e disappeared.
No way, space spiritual weapons cannot be used in the disaster world, so Xia Feng had no choice but to activate the fire wings of the Suzaku Magic Armor and fly forward crazily.
Since it is forbidden to be more than five meters above the ground in the disaster zone, he can only fly at low altitude. Countless hands below his feet poke out of the snow, and there are ferocious faces roaring under the semi-transparent ice, which makes Xia Feng intensely terrified. All the symptoms have occurred, and the mind is in a trance. There was a faint sound of solemn and sacred Buddhist chanting in my ears, and it was like a howling evil ghost chanting: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord. Immeasurable Heavenly Lord"
Hearing these four words that are constantly repeated , Xia Feng inexplicably had the strange thought in his heart that he wanted to fall into the tomb of the snowy field, merge with those bones and become one of them. That must be very happy
But the thought was fleeting.
After a while, he quickly saw a snow-colored hill in front of him. A woman in a green skirt stood on the top of the hill, throwing three talismans in her hand, and three talismans appeared respectively: [Strong Protection], [Strengthen] and [Introduction]. Tao words.
Xia Feng suddenly felt a gravitational force coming from the hill, further accelerating his speed.
At the same time, the [Strong Protection] and [Strengthening] talismans also merged together to form a red light film, and Xia Feng crashed into it.
As soon as he landed, the woman in the green skirt threw a [net] character at him.
Xia Feng subconsciously wanted to hide, but he still stopped his movements and let the word Jing disappear between his eyebrows. The 'Infinite Heavenly Lord' in his ears instantly disappeared.
"This is the function of the disaster world. The longer you stay in the mist, or if you have negative emotions due to the 'existence under the snowfield', your consciousness will gradually be 'assimilated', resulting in wanting and' The idea of integrating the existence under the snowy field was finally put into action."
"The existence under the snowy field." Xia Feng wondered, "Are you talking about the corpses that suddenly came to life?"
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"Yes and no."
Jiang Qiu'e tilted her head and looked down at the hill. Under the dense sea of human hands, countless corpses opened their eyes and turned their ugly heads to look at the two of them. , the corners of his lips curved in a uniform arc.
"This snowy field is originally a body of consciousness."
Jiang Qiu'e said surprisingly, "You can understand it as a huge and deformed body of consciousness formed by the forcible fusion of countless life consciousnesses."
"And this conscious body has only one purpose, which is to assimilate the intruder into one of its own."
After listening to Jiang Qiu'e's explanation, Xia Feng felt his scalp numb. As long as he had negative emotions, It will gradually be assimilated. There is no solution to this thing. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but hear the solemn and sacred Buddhist chant again in his ears: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord."
"I suggest you not to think about it, let alone about the snowfield, as that will only make you more negative. Emotions are easier to assimilate.”
Jiang Qiu'e's soft voice brought back Xia Feng's thoughts, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch: "I think if you hadn't told me so much, I might not have so many negative emotions."
< br>Seeing his unkind expression, Jiang Qiu'e felt inexplicably happy, but her face was still solemn and cold: "You have to ask yourself."
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Okay, okay, let's play like this, right? , Green-furred fox, just wait for me! Xia Feng made a note to Jiang Qiu'e and smiled:
"Okay then, didn't you say you want me to accompany you to find the relics of the gods? But now we are trapped, tell us what to do."
"We have found it."
Jiang Qiu'e shook her head and pointed to the hill at her feet, "If you drop your dragon's blood here, you can open the space door."
"Oh?" Xia Feng glanced at the foot of this building in confusion. The small hills were also covered with snow, and there was some kind of seal in the mountains that he couldn't see clearly.
In other words, the divine relic Jiang Qiu'e wants is within the seal?
Jiang Qiu'e is such a cautious person, but she is willing to take such risks to enter this strange place. The role of this divine relic must be extraordinary.
Xia Feng's mind was spinning, and he had already begun to consider a strategy to steal the relics of the gods.
As for the promise of working together, the moral condemnation of breaking the promise?
Well, Xia Feng's moral bottom line has always been flexible and changeable. He has no morals now.
(End of this chapter)