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Chapter 301 Life and death catastrophe

"Damn, damn, damn, since I can't escape, then let me meet you monster and see what you are!"

As if he was angry by the situation in front of him, Chen Feng took out the pack of montmorillonite scattered by his body. After quickly pinched a small handful and put it in his mouth, the forbidden spells were quickly scattered.

It started to weave.

In Chen Feng's opinion, since he cannot leave in a short period of time, he can only make more preparations. After all, the danger here is not as simple as it seems.

In addition, Chen Feng naturally had other plans. He should know that the crack appeared entirely because of the forbidden spell he condensed in the previous battle.

So, can you also imitate the explosion just now and find a way to get out of here?

Once the seeds of thought are planted, they will not stop like this unless they are finished.

Under the influence of Montmorillonite San, Chen Feng once again felt the feeling that his body was about to be burst.

"No, hurry up, get faster, faster. The consumption of this magic power is far from keeping up with the generation of magic power. If this continues, you may be able to be blasted by this force before you escape from here."

Although it is not a good thing to be too fast sometimes, a real man can bend and stretch, so he must be fast when it should be fast.

"The third way!"

"The fourth way!"

After having the experience of weaving the forbidden spells while running on the road, Chen Feng became more and more comfortable in weaving the forbidden spells. Not only did it take less than a minute, he had successfully weaved the four.

The Taoist forbidden mantra, and the prototype of the fifth forbidden mantra, has been initially completed.

But at this moment, a strong life and death crisis suddenly surged into Chen Feng's heart. Although he didn't know what was going on, his instinct drove him to dodge directly to the side.

"Thuh..."

With a harsh sound, a black sickle passed through the place where Chen Feng was just now. Looking at the void left by the sickle, a trace of fear flashed through Chen Feng's eyes.

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"Good guy, what is this thing? It's so powerful that it can cut through the void. Although this attack only left a slight scratch in the void, this is not something that ordinary people can make, at least now.

For the clone, he couldn't do it."

After quickly suppressing the fear in his heart, Chen Feng looked at the angel again. You must know that only he had a black giant scythe in his hand. Needless to mention the attack just now, he also knew where the attack came from.

But in this case, it can only prove one thing, that is... this seemingly lifeless angel body is actually alive!

Thinking of this, Chen Feng's speed of weaving the forbidden spells became faster. He thought that he had consumed nearly ten forbidden spells to destroy the annoying corpses, and the terrifying angel corpse in front of him was far beyond those

For an unknown corpse, the number of forbidden spells it needs will naturally be much higher.

If you imagine things in the worst direction, perhaps... the forbidden curse that Chen Feng has now mastered cannot erase the other party at all. At most, you can only trap the other party or hurt the other party.

In this case, I will face a very terrifying opponent next, or even... an invincible opponent!

In order not to let these inexplicable emotions influence him, Chen Feng did not forget to impart an auxiliary magic called "Clean Heart Mantra" while weaving the forbidden spell.

While the "Clean Heart Mantra" was infiltrated into his body, all the strange thoughts had disappeared, and his entire human weaving of forbidden mantra was much faster again.

As the previous feeling of explosive body gradually dissipated, Chen Feng also successfully weaved the eleventh forbidden spell. In such a high-risk environment, Chen Feng found that he was jumping left and right in front of death all the time.

Just as Chen Feng was about to weave the twelfth forbidden spell, snow suddenly floated in the air. You know, this place is a special environment, so special that it has completely isolated the outside world's sky, but the snow is

Where did it come from?

"No, this thing is not snow at all..."

A few seconds passed, Chen Feng's eyes shone brightly, and he quickly reacted while looking into the air.

These things falling from the sky seem to be endless soul fragments. It is better to describe them as soul fragments than to describe them as unjust soul fragments.

Perhaps for some special reason, the souls of the creatures here are drawn out after death. After experiencing endless torture, their souls are filled with emotions such as resentment.

Then... slowly became what it is now, and became the boundless "snow" in the sky?

He gently reached out to catch a "snowflake", and a strong negative emotion instantly surged into Chen Feng's heart.

"Kill him, kill him, peel him off his bones, and then put his soul on the hellfire to roast it..."

Feeling the strong negative emotions that poured into my heart, Chen Feng's eyes gradually turned red. Fortunately, the previous Qingxin Curse worked, and Chen Feng's state lasted for less than a few seconds.

Completely disappear.

At the same time, Chen Feng also found that the forbidden spell he had imposed on him, "Walking with God" was also dissipating quickly. Like the black fog he encountered before, these black "snowflakes" also have an erosion effect. He must now be as soon as possible

I've found a way to leave here.

Not only the angel that made him feel uneasy, if he stayed there, even the snowflakes in the sky would pose a great threat to him.

But it was raining all night long. The goddess of luck didn't seem to be standing by Chen Feng this time, because just as the "black snowflakes" fell in the sky, the huge corpse standing there seemed to be trembling slightly.

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"Damn it, is that so-called angel going to revive?"

In fact, Chen Feng has made the worst plan now, and the twelve forbidden spells in his hand are always ready. The reason why he does not continue to condense the thirteenth forbidden spells is that the changes on the battlefield are real.

It's too fast, and if you are not careful, you will die directly.

Even before he could release the forbidden spell, those strange attacks could directly erase him, so he must be energetic now, because only in this way can he face the next great disaster of life and death.

"Well......the breath of human beings. I haven't seen human beings in this little hell for a long time. I'm still a living person..."


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