Part 14, Chapter 165: The Abyss of Dead Souls!
"Very good. [y] Device: No ads, full text, more." The Bronze Supreme looked at Ye Chen with satisfaction, "From today on, you are my first messenger. I came in a hurry this time. The ceremony for the first messenger in the past dynasties was quite grand. You wait here first. I'll go do something and come back soon, and then take you back to the Chaos Realm."
"I understand, Your Majesty." Ye Chen said in a low voice.
Bronze Supreme looked at him and suddenly sighed, "Many people dream of getting my favor and becoming my first messenger, but you are still unhappy and need my power to force you to agree. Sigh..."
When Ye Chen looked up, the figure of the Bronze Supreme had already disappeared, and the echo remained in the air. He frowned, looking at the gray-white air flow above his head that was gradually calming down. The dark clouds in the sky gathered together, but there was a huge black hole in the center, which seemed to lead to another mysterious world.
Ye Chen frowned, thinking in his heart, when suddenly a sharp breath rushed up from below and shot at him like lightning.
Ye Chen was startled and turned around quickly before he could take a closer look. He moved a few feet to the side and barely avoided the sharp attack, but a small hole was still made in his clothes on his side.
Looking down, he saw a silver-white figure suddenly jumping out of the snow beneath his feet. It was the only woman among the three dead people. There was a fist-sized hole on the right chest of her silver-white robe. Blood was like embroidered plum blossoms on her chest, and the plump skin underneath could be vaguely seen.
The woman in the silver-white robe climbed up from the ground, her hair scattered on her face, and she said coldly, "Go to hell!" as if she were a ghost.
A snow arrow shot up from the snow in front of her, carrying with it a spiral of light, and whistled sharply towards Ye Chen in the sky. The air it passed through quickly condensed into ice, showing signs of freezing.
Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly. Although it was just the simplest ice arrow technique, when used in the hands of such a person, it had the effect of simplicity and returning to nature. It was more powerful than any complicated moves, and it was simple and sharp!
The chaotic power surging in Ye Chen's body flew out and wrapped around his skin. Grayish-white air currents flashed in his dark pupils, like a bewitching cold light. His body flew backwards, and the original energy of the wind in his body was stimulated to the extreme, quickly condensing into tens of millions of layers of fine barriers in front of him.
puff--
The ice arrow rushed up diagonally, piercing through the transparent barrier with unstoppable force.
Ye Chen flew backwards like a goshawk, his clothes rustling in the cold wind. He felt cold all over, as if a sharp arrow was chasing him in his chest. "Swift Wind, Niying!" Ye Chen's fingers pinched out 2,900 fingerprints like lightning, his pupils flashed a dazzling green light, his hair flew wildly, his muscles bulged, veins bulged, and he roared, "Wind Source!"
The sky above his head was suddenly torn apart by invisible energy like a pair of huge hands, and violent wind-type abilities with a strong original aura rushed in crazily. The green light flashed with sharp light, intersecting and condensing into a huge mirror in front of him.
The edge of the mirror was inlaid with simple gold carvings, and brilliant light shone out from the green mirror. Sharp wind blades whistled out like a flood that broke through a dam, sweeping towards the ice arrow all over the place.
Countless green wind blades were like fish swimming in the deep sea, covering the entire sky in the tens of thousands. They made a clanging sound like metallic clashes and bit at the ice arrows like poisonous snakes.
Bang, bang, bang…
Countless wind blades quickly submerged the ice arrows, and only bursts of muffled sounds were heard. Occasionally, fleeting white light flowed out from the gaps in the green wind blades, gradually moving forward, but the speed of advancement was very slow.
Ye Chen's body quickly retreated a thousand feet and rose high into the sky. Ever since he obtained all the original power of wind from the Ten Pavilion Immortals, the wind energy in his body reached a vigorous level, able to contend with the original laws of the Snowy World and barely fly.
"Higher, higher!"
Ye Chen accelerated and rushed towards the sky. Countless wind blades continued to shoot out from the huge mirror below him. They were as small as blades and swept towards the ice arrow, wrapping it up and chipping away the ice and snow on the outside of it bit by bit, gradually weakening its power.
However, this ice arrow was, after all, a full-force attack by the woman in the silver-white robe. At this moment, amid the clash of countless wind blades, she still managed to get in front of the huge mirror like a pangolin.
Ye Chen's expression changed slightly, and he quickly made a fingerprint in front of him, "Explode!"
On the huge green mirror, a sharp green light suddenly flashed from the inside, like countless tiny needles, and then cracks quickly appeared on the frame of the huge mirror, spreading to the entire huge mirror body, and then with a loud and sharp sound, it exploded!
Bang!
Countless broken lenses were shot out, their sharpness far exceeding that of the wind blades, cutting dark traces through the air, enveloping the entire ice arrow, and suddenly rolling out a dark hollow vortex like a hurricane.
The eyes of the woman in the silver-white robe flashed with murderous intent. She gritted her teeth, and a soft blue light emanated from her palms, spreading out like a wave of water. "Ice Pole!"
Ye Chen's pupils shrank as she watched a circle of icy white light spread out from her body to the surrounding sky and earth. Although it had not yet reached her, she could already feel the biting cold and the warmth around her rapidly cooling down.
"No, if I'm sealed, my body will be smashed to pieces if I fall from such a height!" Ye Chen's palms were sweating, but he didn't panic. He looked around and suddenly saw the black vortex that had broken out. He gritted his teeth slightly, and finally shot forward, rushing into the black vortex.
No matter which world this vortex leads to, it will be fine as long as I can escape it temporarily.
Almost at the moment he entered the dark vortex, the surrounding sky and earth quickly solidified, and even the dark clouds in the sky were frozen into large chunks that fell down and hit the snow.
The woman in the silver-white robe soared into the sky against the wind, her toes lightly tapping the snow. She was like a fluttering butterfly, and after leaping more than a hundred feet high, she fell downwards under the force of gravity.
She looked at the dark vortex in the air that was frozen and could not be reduced, stamped her feet, and said fiercely, "If Shuikong had not died,
The law, no matter how high you fly, you will still die!"
At this point, she couldn't help but lower her head, looking at the winged man and the other stern man who died at her feet, her eyes full of sadness. Before the tears flowed down her eyes, she gritted her teeth and said, "If I hadn't used all my strength to protect the soul at the last moment, and if the water energy around was not strong, I would have been lucky enough to escape. Otherwise, I would have died by now. It's a pity that I can't catch this damn hun messenger, otherwise I will definitely cut him into pieces!"
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On the outskirts of the sacred mountain, there is a hillside every 3,000 kilometers.
Xumidt's figure leaped swiftly in the mountains, and Sifigran followed behind him. The two passed through the teleportation array in the center of the city and arrived at the outskirts of the sacred mountain in just a moment.
“In three minutes, we will be able to see the sacred mountain.” Schmidt whispered.
Si Feiglan looked into the distance, her eyes flickering slightly, without saying much. The wind and snow blew on her delicate cheeks, only brushing the hair around her ears.
"Goddess of Light..." she murmured in a low voice.
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At this moment, the two of them had been moving forward for a short while when they saw a snow slope. They could not help but stop. Both Schmidt and Sphigran's pupils shrank as they looked at the small snow slope in disbelief. They saw tiny blood clots and intestines scattered all over the ground, as well as scarlet blood, which dyed the white snow a bit dazzling.
Schmidt's throat rolled, and the sweat on his back stood up when he thought of the words of the envoy before he came out. He turned his eyes and suddenly saw a head rolling on the snow next to a pool of blood and internal organs on the ground.
For some reason, he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if driven by an invisible energy. He walked over and turned the head over with his hands to take a look.
His pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle.
"This, this is... the First Snow Slave!?" He felt a little confused. In his impression, the First Snow Slaves were all unfathomable monsters. He had always been a little afraid of them in his heart, but he did not expect that at this moment, the First Snow Slave that he had revered in the past, was dead like this.
And the body was not intact!
Judging from the miserable death and the terrified expression on his face, he was killed without even struggling!
What kind of monster is the enemy?
He walked among the corpses and saw familiar faces one after another. Some of the corpses he did not recognize, but from the badges on their clothes, he could see that several of them were two- or three-mark Snow Slaves.
Cold sweat streamed down his forehead. He stroked the frightened eyes of a corpse with a pierced chest in his hand, then raised his head, his sight rising to the towering sacred mountain in the distance, hazy in the ice and snow. Corpses were lying diagonally on the snow. The familiar sacred mountain at the end of the corpses now looked like a hidden giant beast!
His palms were shaking a little.
Sifigran had already walked to his side, raised his hood, looked at the towering sacred mountain, and his thin brows gradually frowned.
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Snowland, Abyss of Dead Souls.
It was pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.
Ye Chen couldn't see anything, not even himself, as if his body had merged into the darkness. Only the whistling cold wind blew on his body, chilling him to the bone.
He frowned and pointed his finger. A ray of orange-yellow flame emerged, illuminating the whole world.
Before Ye Chen had time to take a closer look around, he saw a charming face in front of him in the light of the fire, staring at him. The stunning beauty was so intoxicating that people could not help but be intoxicated.
She showed a charming smile on her face, slowly opened her mouth, and a forked scarlet tongue, about the length of a palm, with thick mucus, licked Ye Chen's cheek, and then said with a sweet smile, "Oh, it tastes so good, finally someone comes here to play with me..."
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There are three updates today, and two more to go. There was an emergency yesterday. Sorry everyone.
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