Chapter 501 501. A crisis more terrifying than death
Xia Feng felt that his consciousness was being pulled, and he was falling to the bottom of the abyss.
Under the abyss, there is an ocean made of countless treacherous hands and flesh limbs. Human faces of all kinds of beings emerge from it, with a unified smile curved at the corners of the lips.
“Wake up.”
The ethereal fairy-like soft voice came from outside the sky.
The net talisman poured into the back of Xia Feng's head, and he suddenly trembled. The light in his black pupils returned, and he glanced at the snowy land with a cold and solemn gaze.
"Whoosh——" The headless human corpses on the snowy field were walking as fast as flying, and they were attacking the hills from all directions while waving their flesh wings.
There are tens of thousands of these monsters, boundless and roaring to the sky.
Xia Feng's mind was buzzing again, his nerves were twitching, and he felt a strange sense of panic and despair in his heart.
“These are deformed dragon corpses. The gaze of their eyes on their wings, the sounds they make, the smell of their bodies, and even the bite of their sharp teeth will all aggravate your negative emotions.”
The will of the woman in the green skirt echoed in Xia Feng's heart. Xia Feng nodded and without hesitation directly chose to close his vision, smell, and hearing, completely falling into darkness.
At the same time, he said in his heart: "Jiang Qiu'e, you take command."
Jiang Qiu'e did not expect that Xia Feng could really trust her so much, but it was also true that the two people's resurrection methods were not effective in the face of the snowfield consciousness. How useful it is, so at this moment, we must give up our grudges and cooperate closely to avoid being assimilated by the snowfield consciousness.
However, with the link of the swarm will, the communication of consciousness between Xia Feng and Jiang Qiu'e is more than ten times faster than the normal transmission of thoughts.
Xia Feng could clearly perceive the description of the environment provided by Jiang Qiu'e, as if Jiang Qiu'e had become his eyes, giving him a clear view of the environment around him.
Closing his eyes and tilting his head, Xia Feng narrowly dodged the sharp claws of a dragon corpse and kicked backwards with a whirlwind. The dragon corpse behind him flew back hundreds of meters like a cannonball, hitting all the monsters climbing up the hill. fall.
But there were more dragon corpses surrounding Xia Feng.
Xia Feng could not see anything, but under the instructions of Jiang Qiu'e's will, his figure dodged left and right, punching all the dragon corpses away with one punch after another.
"Xia Feng, is there a way to clean up these severed hands on the light film?" Jiang Qiu'e's questioning voice rang in her heart.
Xia Feng rushed out from the pile of monsters. As he ran forward, he activated the Evil Hand Guanyin Statue. Suddenly, with a large amount of mental power consumed, a thousand arms exactly like his right hand appeared in the air.
The Evil Hand Guanyin is a spiritual weapon obtained in Dongsheng Fortress. It is very practical and can be used with the Excitement Ring and the Four Symbol Formation to mark enemies, and it can also perfectly inherit Xia Feng's force sensitivity.
The disadvantage is that the manifested hands can only be within a range of 100 meters, with a maximum limit of 1,000. At the same time, each hand requires a lot of mental energy.
But it is enough.
The space around Jiang Qiu'e staged a duel between hands. Each pale and withered hand was grabbed by Xia Feng's thousand right hands and crushed violently.
With the assistance of the Evil Hand Guanyin Statue, the term "two fists cannot beat four hands" does not apply to Xia Feng. He is not afraid of being attacked by more monsters now.
Xia Feng stood on the top of the hill, in front of the pale red light film, with thousands of hands suspended behind him, one man in charge.
But it was awesome after an hour.
He was getting tired.
The wisdom of Xueyuan's consciousness is not low. He directly ordered the three dragon corpses to suppress and grab one of his hands. It only took three thousand dragon corpses to barely control a thousand hands.
In addition, these deformed dragon corpse teeth grow on the smooth neck, and being bitten by them has the effect of exacerbating negative emotions.
Jiang Qiu'e's continuous creation of new net characters can help him maintain his sanity and eliminate negative emotions.
But there are so many dragon corpses that there is no end to them. His shirt had completely disintegrated, revealing a strong yet beautiful figure. His arms, thighs, back muscles, and head all suffered horrific injuries from being bitten by the dragon corpse.
Fortunately, in addition to creating the will of the swarm, the queen bee's teardrops also gave him a very powerful self-healing ability. Every time he was injured, he even had a broken arm or leg. , was pierced through the forehead, and could recover in an instant.
But this kind of recovery requires the consumption of honey.
Every time he heals, his bone age goes back a little.
After persisting for another hour, he finally regained his tall figure and shrunk back to his original appearance in Liuzhuang.
"Jiang Qiu'e, how long are you going to hold on?" A childish deep voice sounded in Jiang Qiu'e's heart, "If this continues, I will have to return to my mother's womb!"
Jiang Qiu'e looked at Xia Feng again She was back to how she was a few days ago, that cute face she was familiar with.
If you continue to grow like this, you will die sooner or later.
Jiang Qiu'e's ethereal beautiful eyes were light, her lips pursed, and her face was cold: "Come back first and suck me."
"." Xia Feng did not expect Jiang Qiu'e to actually make such a suggestion.
But it seems true that since there is not enough honey, just add more.
As long as there is enough honey, he can keep fighting until the god in the seal wakes up.
It’s just that now, he is not the swarm will cultivated by Jiang Qiu’e, but the enemy that Jiang Qiu’e hates, an evil person who vows to be cut into pieces!
After thinking for a while, Xia Feng took out the dark golden Na Shi Holy Bow, pulled the bow, and after the three arrows converged and shot out, three light streams of human form were formed in the air.
This is the ability of Na Shi Holy Clothes One, the Holy Arrow Spirit Soldier.
Consume mental energy to release light arrows. The light arrows can give up their attack form and turn into human bodies. The more mental energy is consumed, the higher the human body's force sensitivity.
Now he only has 30% of his mental power left. In order to save use, he only created three level 5 Holy Arrow Spirit Soldiers, which is equivalent to the physical level of Pu Wu close to true martial arts.
Facing the siege of the Dragon Corpse Legion in this way, we should be able to withstand it for a while.
Let the holy arrow spirit soldiers block the light film and let the thousand hands hang in the air.
Xia Feng stepped forward, re-entered and was subconsciously hugged by Jiang Qiu'e. At the same time, he let go of his closed five senses, allowing the sense of smell, hearing, and vision to return.
His face was buried in the bulge of the green skirt. The soft feeling made Xia Feng stunned for a moment before raising his head.
The woman's fairy-cold face came into view. The slight frown and thin eyebrows were like the distant mountains and clear lakes in ink paintings, alienated from the world, as if looking down at him from the top of the clouds.
Xia Feng's dark eyes were light, and she stretched out her hand to open the first button of her collar. Between the delicate and round collarbones, holy blue lines outlined with complex lines emerged.
Xia Feng then opened the second and third buttons.
Jiang Qiu'e's slender eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter, staring into his beautiful eyes with an incomparable intensity.
Xia Feng felt the biting cold killing intent and his scalp was numb, but he just smiled without saying anything and continued to open the fourth button.
As he looked into the ethereal eyes of the woman in the green skirt, he roughly pulled off her collar.
duang~duang~ The defensive net that had already turned deep red and blocked the view of the outside world once again heard the impact of the dragon corpse and vibrated.
Jiang Qiu'e clenched her fists tightly, and although she frowned, her expression remained unchanged, with a cold face, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.
(End of this chapter)