Chapter 501 A crisis more terrifying than death
Xia Feng felt his consciousness being pulled and falling towards the bottom of the abyss.
Beneath the abyss lies an ocean of countless strange hands and fleshy limbs, from which emerge human faces of all kinds, each with a uniform smile curled at the corner of their lips.
"wake up."
A soft, ethereal voice, like that of a fairy, came from the sky.
The purification talisman surged into the back of Xia Feng's head. He shuddered suddenly, and the light in his black pupils returned to normal. He swept his cold and solemn gaze across the snowy land.
"Swoosh--" The headless corpses on the snowy field moved briskly, waving their flesh wings as they came straight towards the hill from all directions to kill.
There were tens of thousands of these monsters, countless and their roars shook the sky.
Xia Feng's head buzzed again, he felt his nerves twitching, and a strange sense of panic and despair arose in his heart.
"This is a deformed dragon corpse. The gaze of the eyes on its fleshy wings, the sounds it makes, the smell it emits, and even the gnawing of its sharp teeth will intensify your negative emotions."
The will of the woman in green skirt echoed in Xia Feng's mind. Xia Feng nodded and without hesitation chose to block his vision, smell and hearing, falling completely into darkness.
At the same time, he said in his heart: "Jiang Qiu'e, you take charge."
Jiang Qiu'e didn't expect that Xia Feng could really trust her so much, but it was also true that the two people's resurrection methods were not of much use in the face of the snowfield consciousness, so at this moment they had to let go of their grudges and cooperate closely in order to avoid being assimilated by the snowfield consciousness.
However, with the connection of the swarm's will, the communication of consciousness between Xia Feng and Jiang Qiu'e is more than ten times faster than normal telepathy.
Xia Feng could clearly perceive the description of the environment provided by Jiang Qiu'e, as if Jiang Qiu'e had become his eyes, taking in the environment around him at a glance.
With his eyes closed and his head tilted, Xia Feng narrowly avoided the sharp claws of a dragon corpse. At the same time, he gave a whirlwind kick backwards, and the dragon corpse behind him flew backwards a hundred meters in an instant like a cannonball, knocking down all the monsters that were climbing up the hill.
But there were more dragon corpses surrounding Xia Feng.
Xia Feng couldn't see anything, but under Jiang Qiu'e's instructions, his figure flashed left and right, and he punched the dragon corpses away with one punch after another.
"Xia Feng, is there any way to clean up these broken hands on the light film?" Jiang Qiu'e's question rang in his mind.
Xia Feng rushed out from the pile of monsters. As he ran, he activated the Evil Hand Guanyin Statue. Suddenly, with the huge consumption of mental power, a thousand arms exactly like his right hand appeared in the air.
The Evil Hand Guanyin Statue is a spiritual weapon obtained in Dongsheng Fortress. It is very practical and can be used in conjunction with the Excitement Ring and the Four Symbols Formation to mark enemies. It can also perfectly inherit Xia Feng's strength and agility values.
The disadvantage is that the materialized hands can only be within a range of 100 meters, with a maximum of 1,000 hands, and each hand requires a lot of mental energy.
But it's enough.
In the space around Jiang Qiu'e, a duel of hands took place. One pale, withered hand after another was grabbed by Xia Feng's thousands of right hands and crushed violently.
With the help of the Evil-Handed Guanyin statue, the saying "two fists are no match for four hands" does not apply to Xia Feng. He is not afraid no matter how many monsters are besieging him.
Xia Feng stood on the top of the hill, in front of a light red film, with a thousand hands floating behind him, like a single man guarding the pass.
But it was awesome after an hour.
He was beginning to show signs of fatigue.
Xueyuan's consciousness was quite intelligent, and he directly ordered the three dragon corpses to suppress the hand that was holding him. With only three thousand dragon corpses, a thousand hands could be barely controlled.
In addition, the teeth of these deformed dragon corpses grow on their smooth necks, and being bitten by them has the effect of intensifying negative emotions.
Jiang Qiu'e's constant creation of new clean characters can help him maintain his sanity and eliminate negative emotions.
But there were simply too many dragon corpses, and they were endless.
His shirt had completely disintegrated, revealing his muscular yet handsome figure. His arms, thighs, back muscles, and head all bore horrific wounds from being bitten by the dragon corpse.
Fortunately, in addition to creating the will of the hive, the queen bee's tears also give him a very powerful self-healing ability. Every time he is injured, even a broken arm, a broken leg, or a hole in the forehead, he can recover in an instant.
But this recovery requires the consumption of honey.
Every time he recovered, his bone age would regress a little.
After persisting for another hour, it finally regained its tall size and then shrank back to the size it was in Liuzhuang.
"Jiang Qiu'e, how long are you going to hold on?" A childish and deep voice echoed in Jiang Qiu'e's heart, "If you keep going like this, I'll be back in my mother's womb!"
Jiang Qiu'e watched Xia Feng return to the same look he had a few days ago, with that familiar cute face.
If you continue to grow backward like this, you will die sooner or later.
Jiang Qiu'e's ethereal and beautiful eyes were light, she pursed her lips, and her face was cold: "Come back first and suck me."
"." Xia Feng didn't expect Jiang Qiu'e to make such a suggestion.
But it seems to be true. Since there is not enough honey, just supplement it.
As long as there is enough honey, he can keep fighting until the sealed god wakes up.
But now, he is no longer the will of the hive cultivated by Jiang Qiu'e, but the enemy that Jiang Qiu'e hates, an evil person who vows to cut him into pieces!
After thinking for a while, Xia Feng took out the dark golden Nashi Holy Bow, pulled the bow, and shot out three arrows, forming three streams of light in the air.
This is one of the abilities of the Ten Holy Armors, the Holy Arrow Spirit Soldier.
Consume mental energy to release light arrows, which can abandon their attacking form and transform into humanoid forms. The more mental energy you consume, the higher the strength and agility of the humanoid form.
Now he only has 30% of his mental strength left. In order to save it, he only created three level 5 holy arrow spirit soldiers, which is equivalent to the physical level of an ordinary five close to Zhenwu.
In this way, we should be able to hold out for a while against the siege of the dragon corpse army.
Let the Holy Arrow Spirit Soldiers stand outside the light film, with a thousand hands suspended in the air.
Xia Feng took a step forward and re-entered the place. Jiang Qiu'e subconsciously hugged him and at the same time, he released his five closed senses, allowing his sense of smell, hearing and vision to return.
With his face buried in the bulge of the green skirt, Xia Feng was stunned by the soft feeling for a moment, then he raised his head.
The woman's ethereal and cold face came into view, her slightly furrowed brows like the distant mountains and clear lakes in an ink painting, detached from the world, as if looking down at him from the top of the clouds.
Xia Feng's black pupils were dim. He reached out and opened the first button of her collar. Between her delicate and round collarbones, holy blue lines outlined with intricate lines emerged.
Xia Feng then opened the second and third buttons.
Jiang Qiu'e's slender brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, and she stared at him with her beautiful eyes with an extremely sinister look.
Xia Feng felt the biting cold murderous intent and his scalp went numb, but he just smiled and said nothing as he continued to open the fourth button.
As he looked into the ethereal eyes of the woman in the green dress, he roughly pulled off her collar.
duang~duang~The defense net high up, which had already turned deep red and blocked the outside view, could be heard again with the sound of dragon corpses colliding, causing a vibration.
Jiang Qiu'e clenched her fists tightly, and although she frowned, her expression remained unchanged. She had a cold face, as if it had nothing to do with her.
(End of this chapter)
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