The Fourteenth Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-fifth Dead Soul Abyss!
"Very good." The Bronze Supreme looked at Ye Chen with satisfaction, "From today on, you will be my first messenger. I came in a hurry this time. The ceremony of the first messenger has always been grand in the past. You can wait here first.
Come on, I'm going to do something, I'll be back soon, and then I'll take you back to the Realm of Chaos."
"I understand, Your Majesty." Ye Chen whispered.
"Hey." The Bronze Supreme looked at him and suddenly sighed, "Many people dream of gaining my favor and becoming my number one messenger, but you are still unhappy and need my coercion and inducement to reluctantly agree.
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When Ye Chen looked up, the figure of the Bronze Supreme had long disappeared, and the lingering sound remained in the air. He frowned, looking at the gray-white airflow above his head that gradually calmed down, and the dark clouds in the sky gathered together, but a huge sunken hole was sunk in the center.
A black hole is like a gateway to another mysterious world.
Ye Chen frowned, and while he was thinking in his mind, a sharp breath suddenly rushed up from below, like lightning.
Ye Chen was startled. Before he could take a closer look, he quickly turned around and moved a few feet to the side. He barely avoided the sharp blow, but the clothes on his side were still torn open with a small gap.
Looking down, a silver-white figure suddenly appeared on the snow below. She was the only woman among the three dead people. On the right breast of her silver-white robe, a hole as big as a fist was opened, and blood was on her breast.
Like an embroidered plum blossom, you can vaguely see the plump skin inside.
This woman in a silver-white robe climbed up from the ground, her hair spread over her face, and she looked as stern as a ghost, and said coldly, "Go to hell!"
A snow arrow shot up from the snow in front of her, carrying the light of a spiral airflow, whizzing sharply towards Ye Chen in the sky. The air it passed quickly condensed into ice, showing signs of freezing.
Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly. Although it was just the simplest ice arrow technique, in the hands of such a person, it had the effect of being extremely simple and returning to nature. It was more powerful and simple than any complicated moves.
, sharp!
The chaotic power stirring up in Ye Chen's body flew out and wrapped around his skin. The gray-white air flow flashed in his dark pupils, like a coquettish cold light. His body flew backwards, and the original energy of the wind in his body was activated to the extreme.
Thousands of layers of fine barriers quickly condensed in front of him.
The ice arrow rushed up diagonally and penetrated the transparent barrier, breaking through like a bamboo.
Ye Chen flew away like an eagle, his clothes rustling in the cold wind. He was shivering all over, and it was like a sharp arrow was chasing him on his chest, "Blast! Shadow!" Ye Chen pinched with his fingers like lightning.
Twenty-nine hundred fingerprints appeared, a dazzling cyan light flashed in his pupils, his head was flying with rage, his muscles all over his body were pumping, his veins were bulging, and he roared: "Wind Source!"
The sky above his head was suddenly torn open by a pair of invisible energy like big hands. The violent wind ability, with a strong original aura, rushed in crazily. I saw the cyan brilliance flashing with sharp light, crossing and condensing in front of him.
Huge mirror.
The edge of the mirror was inlaid with simple engraved gold, and bright light shot out from the blue mirror. Sharp wind blades roared out like floods bursting through the embankments, sweeping towards the ice arrows overwhelmingly.
Countless cyan wind blades were like fish swimming in the deep sea, filling the sky by the thousands, making a clattering sound of metal clashing, biting at ice arrows like poisonous snakes.
Bang bang bang...
Countless wind blades quickly submerged the ice arrows inside, only to hear bursts of muffled sounds, and occasionally a fleeting white light emerged from the gaps in the blue wind blades, which were gradually moving forward, but the speed of advancement was slow.
Very slowly.
Ye Chen's body quickly retreated thousands of feet, and rose high in the sky. Since he obtained all the original power of wind from Master Shige, the wind energy in his body has reached a powerful level, able to interact with the original laws of the snowy world.
Fight against it and barely fly.
"Raise it, raise it!"
Ye Chen accelerated towards the sky. Countless wind blades continued to shoot out from the huge mirror beneath him. They were as small as blades and swept towards the ice arrows, chipping off the ice and snow outside it bit by bit, gradually weakening.
its power.
However, this ice arrow was the full-strength attack of the woman in silver-white robe. At this moment, amid the fighting of countless wind blades, she still managed to get in front of the huge mirror like a pangolin.
Ye Chen's face changed slightly, and he quickly made a fingerprint in front of his face, "Explode!"
On the huge cyan mirror, a sharp cyan light instantly shone from within, like countless tiny needles. Then, cracks quickly appeared on the frame of the huge mirror, spreading to the entire huge mirror body, and then in a loud and clear light.
With a sharp sound, it exploded!
Beep!
Countless broken lenses shot out, much sharper than the wind blade, cutting the air into black traces, wrapping the entire ice arrow, and suddenly rolled out a dark hollow vortex like a squall.
The eyes of the woman in silver-white robes flashed with strong murderous intent. She gritted her teeth, and a soft blue light emitted from her palms, spreading out like water waves, "The Frozen Pole!"
Ye Chen's pupils shrank, and he saw a circle of ice-like white halo centered on her body, spreading to the surrounding world. Although it had not yet reached her body, she could already feel the biting cold and the rapidly cooling warmth around her.
"No, if you are blocked and fall from such a height, your body will definitely be shattered!" Ye Chen's palms were sweating, but he didn't panic. He glanced around and suddenly saw the broken black vortex.
He gritted his teeth slightly, and finally shot forward, rushing headlong into the dark vortex.
No matter which world this vortex leads to, as long as it can escape for the time being.
Almost the moment he entered the dark vortex, the surrounding world was quickly condensed, and even the dark clouds in the sky were frozen so large that they fell down and hit the snow.
The woman in silver-white robe soared into the sky in the headwind, her toes lightly tapping on the snow, like a gracefully spinning butterfly. After jumping more than a hundred feet, she fell downwards under the force of gravity.
She looked at the dark vortex in mid-air that was frozen and could not shrink, stamped her feet, and said fiercely, "If Shuikong hadn't died, according to his laws, no matter how high you fly, you would still be dead!"
Having said this, she couldn't help but lower her head and looked at the winged man and the other cold man who died at her feet. Her eyes were full of sadness. When the tears were flowing in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and said, "
If I hadn't used all my strength to protect my soul at the last moment, and the water energy around me was so rich, I was lucky enough to get around it. Otherwise, I would have died long ago. It's a pity that I couldn't catch this damn bastard messenger, otherwise
The body must be cut into pieces!"
Outside the sacred mountain, there is a hillside of 3,000 kilometers.
Schmitt's figure jumped nimbly in the mountains, and Sfieglan 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 few moments.
"In three minutes, we will be able to see the sacred mountain." Schmidt said in a low voice.
Sfieglan's eyes were looking into the distance, her eyes flashing slightly, and she didn't say anything. The wind and snow blew on her delicate cheeks, only brushing the silk hair from her ears.
"Goddess of Light...", she murmured softly.
At this moment, the two of them were moving forward quickly when they saw a snow slope, and the two of them couldn't help but stop. The pupils of Schmitt and Sfieglan shrank, looking at this little snow in disbelief.
On the slope, I could see fine blood clots and intestines scattered everywhere on the ground, as well as scarlet blood, which dyed the white snow a bit dazzling.
Schmidt's throat rolled, and the hairs on his back stood up when he thought of the messenger's words before he came out. He turned his eyes and suddenly saw a head rolling down next to a pool of blood and internal organs on the ground in the snow.
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 pinray.
"This, this morning... the First Snow Slaves!?" He felt a little confused. In his impression, the First Snow Slaves were unfathomable monsters. He had always been afraid of them, but he didn't expect them.
, at this moment, the number one snow slave that I respected in the past died like this.
And there are still no intact corpses!
Judging from the tragic death and the frightened expression on his face, he must have been killed without any struggle!
What kind of monster is the enemy?
He rummaged through the corpses and saw corpses with familiar faces. Some corpses he didn't recognize, but judging from the badges on their clothes, there were several corpses, all of which were two-yin snow slaves or three-yin snow slaves.
Snow slave.
Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he looked down at the horrified eyes of a corpse with its chest pierced through in his hand. Then he looked up, his eyes rising to the majestic sacred mountain hazy in the ice and snow in the distance. There were corpses lying on the snow in various directions, and at the end of the corpse
The familiar sacred mountain now looks like a hidden giant beast!
His palms were trembling a little.
Sfieglan had already walked to his side, raised her hood, looked at the towering sacred mountain, her thin brows gradually furrowed.
Snowy land, abyss of dead souls.
It was pitch black and I couldn't see my fingers.
Ye Chen couldn't see anything, not even himself. It was as if his body had melted into the darkness, with only the howling cold wind blowing on him, biting the cold.
He frowned, pointed his finger, and a wisp of orange-yellow spikes emerged, illuminating the whole world.
Before Ye Chen could take a closer look at his surroundings, he saw a charming face in front of him staring at him in the firelight. His peerless face made people unable to help but be intoxicated.
A charming smile appeared on her face, she slowly opened her mouth, a forked scarlet tongue, about the length of a palm, with thick liquid, licked Ye Chen's cheek, and then said with a sweet smile, "Ouch
, it tastes so delicious, I finally have someone here to play with me again
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Three updates today, two more to come, something unexpected happened yesterday, hey, I’m sorry everyone (to be continued)