Chapter 439
Ye Xiaofei was like a great enemy, his muscles were tense, the possessed flames were burning, fighting to the death, you died and I died. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
As an attacker, the winged serpent is like a stone sculpture, its eyes are blank, and it even forgets to squirm its body, looking straight at it, not saying a word, not attacking or retreating.
The flying wing snake didn't attack, and he didn't dare to move, holding the eagle strike AWP sniper rifle that hit the air, standing stupidly, and didn't even dare to turn his head to look at the changes around him, for fear that the slightest movement would disturb the other party and give him his life in vain.
"Realm Spirit," he whispered, "what's going on now?" Winged Serpent had a stroke? Didn't he threaten to kill the Lord? β
"He's finished killing the Lord," the Realm Spirit said in a flirtatious tone, "Three seconds ago, you were already killed by him, and at that time you were still staring at the eyes of the Flying Winged Serpent stupidly, and you didn't feel the deified soul piercing your soul at all. β
Ye Xiaofei trembled when he heard this, and the possession of the Dark Flame exploded in fright, revealing his body, and he was immediately wrapped in the surrounding cold air, seeing that his skin was frosted, the ice was spreading, and his whole body was shaken, and the black light of the protective body of the silent spiritual power exploded vigorously, dispelling the cold qi, and replacing the dissipated Dark Flame to protect the body.
Relieving himself from the crisis, he said in a trembling voice: "What did you say? How do I feel like nothing is going on? You're not lying to me, are you? β
"If it's another legendary tier. You will feel painful, however, the cold aura emitted by the Flying Winged Serpent paralyzes your soul, a trace of the soul of the god level, and its power is enough to temporarily freeze your soul, you can imagine whether a person who is paralyzed will feel death. β
Ye Xiaofei breathed a sigh of relief slightly, the person who should have died three seconds ago had lived three more seconds, that is, he had escaped the Flying Wing Snake Soul Assassination. However, the huge flying winged serpent in front of him always surrounded him, and the heart that had just been relieved immediately lifted up again, and said; "Realm Spirit, save me. If this snake fails to stab, it will never give in, and it will be killed even if it dies together. To be honest, I can't beat it. β
"Nonsense, if you can defeat him, there will be as many legendary ranks as dogs, running all over the ground." The tone of the realm spirit became high-pitched in an instant, and after many years, something finally happened that made him passionate.
"Ye Xiaofei, do you think my right wing is a little bigger than my left wing? It doesn't feel good about asymmetry. β
Ye Xiaofei left the words of the Realm Spirit and the Realm Spirit behind him almost in a second, he was on guard, his eyes were round, staring at the moving flying winged snake, only to see it shake its wings, and suddenly a wave of energy fluctuations like a giant ring of frost exploded, and the nest of the frontal snake, which had been frozen, was frozen again.
As the saying goes: three feet of ice is not a day's cold. However, today Ye Xiaofei refuted this sentence with reality, and the moment the flying wings of the Dark Snake flapped its wings, the ice on the ground rose by a foot, and his feet were frozen in the army in an instant.
"Ahh Excited," the voice of the realm spirit appeared in Ye Xiaofei's mind again, and said with a slight sense of resignation: "Adapt to the new body, I didn't expect this to be a flying winged snake that has lived for 10,000 years, and its strength is far beyond my estimate, fortunately, there is no head-on confrontation, otherwise it will definitely die." β
The voice of the realm spirit made Ye Xiaofei unable to understand, what is it? It seems to have taken over the body of the Flying Wing Serpent, which is a Legendary-level existence. However, a second before he fought back, the encirclement of the flying winged snake snake body faded like a tide, and the body continued to shrink in a cold light, and finally it was only the size of a chopstick, fluttering its wings, turning into a cold light in the air and flying around. Like a child with a new toy, he was making a fuss.
"This--"
Ye Xiaofei was a little dumbfounded, the various performances of the Flying Wing Snake were discovered by conscience, and he wanted to treat him as a fart, so he let him go? Before he had time to think, he pulled his legs out of the ice, tiptoed, and lowered his head to move outward, as if he was afraid that a big movement would alarm the joyful winged serpent.
The chopsticks are big, and the winged snake with two wings must be in shape, appearing in front of Ye Xiaofei, and the pair of small snake eyes that can't be smaller stared at Ye Xiaofei directly, full of smiles.
I don't know if it's an illusion, from this guy's eyes, he actually saw a trace of the shadow of that bastard of the realm spirit, took a deep breath, and then he hurriedly asked in a low voice: "Are you?" Realm Spirits? β
The Flying Wing Snake opened its mouth to speak human words, and said sarcastically: "Ye Xiaofei, if it weren't for me, would you still be alive?" With the pride of the winged serpent, even if they die together, they will not let you go out. After all, if the object of the Flying Winged Serpent is not a strong man on the dominant side, if other snakes know that it surrenders to a feather-level human, it is possible to commit suicide in shame, so if it opens its mouth and says that it wants to sign a master-servant contract, I will conclude that it is his conspiracy. β
"Conspiracy?"
Ye Xiaofei's voice suddenly turned three points high, and he glared angrily at the flying winged snake in front of him that scared him with his tail just now, and scolded: "Realm Spirit, I swear, others are assisted by all kinds of gods, here, tell me, are you a god to help the pit?" I didn't say anything before, but I said that tonight, he first tricked me into the cold fog and froze directly into an ice sculpture. You know that the Flame can withstand the cold fog, but if you don't say it, you have to eat me in the stomach of the Flying Winged Snake. I ask you, if it doesn't have an appetite and just shoots me like ice scum, will it die? β
"If you die, it will all be broken ice, if you don't die, the gods will die of anger."
The Flying Wing Snake chirped, unceremoniously affirming the possibility of death, not caring about how much panic it would bring, until Ye Xiaofei, who was trembling all over his body, noticed the anger, and changed his words in order to avoid retaliation: "The Flying Wing Snake has eaten you, which means that I am not wrong, since it is right, it is not considered a pit teammate, it can only be said that the process is more thrilling and dangerous." Well, it's your fortune. Haven't you been blessed with misfortune and mastered the Flame of Darkness? You should thank me. β
"I have to thank you?" Ye Xiaofei's voice was like a sharp bayonet, as soon as he stomped his feet, he reached out and grabbed the flying winged snake with chopsticks in the palm of his hand, and scolded the snake's head: "I failed to ignite the fire, and now I am worthless, lifeless feces, and a pile of garbage in the snake's stomach." Your uncle, it's obvious that you made a mistake, and you are a dead duck with a hard mouth. β
"Let go," the realm spirit pleaded, "if I hadn't saved you at the last minute, you would have died long ago." That's how you treat your savior? And do you still want to save your Si Tianjian? β
When Ye Xiaofei heard this, he immediately remembered the purpose of this trip, rescued Si Tianjian, asked the ins and outs of the matter, let go of his hand and walked to the depths of the underground palace, while asking questions: "In the belly of the snake, I lit the fire to save myself, don't open your eyes and talk nonsense, when did you save me?" β
The Flying Winged Serpent regained its freedom, waving its little wings, turning into a cold light surrounding Ye Xiaofei, looking disorderly, but it was protecting him.
Ye Xiaofei's anger suddenly disappeared by half, he naturally knew that it was impossible for the realm spirit to kill himself, but he blamed him for not negotiating, almost pushing people down the abyss of death, death is not terrible, how to die is terrible.
"You know the master-servant contract?"
"I don't understand."
"I didn't say the principle, and you won't understand it." The tone of the realm spirit was like a showman asking the big soldier if he understood the Four Books and the Five Classics. With a hint of arrogance, however, as soon as he saw Ye Xiaofei stretching out his claws in anger, he suddenly exclaimed: "The soul of the Flying Winged Snake's consciousness-driven contract deified in the contract wants to kill you, no, it is on the premise that you can't resist, and you destroy your soul casually, after all, until now you don't know what happened, right?" β
"It's nonsense, I guess it's dawn outside, and the sacrificial magic of the necromantic lich is about to be completed, if I am alone with the invisibility technique, it is possible to escape from under his nose, but, with a Si Tianjian, suddenly there is another feeling of looking for death." Muttering, he immediately quickened his pace, but still pricked up his ears, in the end, he wanted to know how the realm spirit saved him, how he wanted to kill his flying winged snake, but he was under his control.
"One second before the master-servant contract was signed, did we sign a soul sharing? Well, I deliberately didn't tell you why I signed Soul Sharing. This broken contract has no substantive effect, it is just to squeeze out your soul in the master-servant contract and replace it with mine. β
"What?" Ye Xiaofei stood stunned in place, reaching out to grab the flying winged snake, as if to confirm: "Does the master-servant contract have anything to do with me?" It was you, a liar, who signed with him? So what am I? Half-pulled master? β
"No," the realm spirit's body slid out of Ye Xiaofei's hand like air, and said, "You are just a theater watcher." Do the people who eat melons understand? β
Looking at the mocking and slippery Flying Winged Snake in front of him, Ye Xiaofei said: "That is to say, the Flying Winged Snake is two hundred and five stupid and calculates to kill the master, and he doesn't know that he has fallen into your trap, and he is still stupid to start killing the master, as a result?" β
"Damn!" The realm spirit said domineeringly: "I am the master of my territory, the main soul of the flying winged snake is suppressed by me, whether it is dead or alive, just wait for your words." β
Ye Xiaofei had just taken two steps, his whole body trembled, and a vicious chill suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, staring vigilantly at the flying winged snake in front of him, and said, "Realm Spirit, how many times do you plan to replace me?" β
"Three timesβ"
As soon as the realm spirit said it smoothly, as soon as the words came out, it was too late to recover.
"Three times?"
Ye Xiaofei was terrified, thinking that the dependence around him was calculating to kill the lord and take his body more than once? Immediately picked up the Eagle Strike AWP sniper rifle in his hand, chased and killed, and scolded in his mouth: "Lao Tzu is the host, you are the system, you are still not a person, you want to kill me, three times?" Lao Tzu has to kill you first today. β
"I'll go, you have the ability to find the immortal weapon Bafang Ding, I just thought, that guy did it, and it was twice."
Ye Xiaofei paused, silently put away the sniper rifle held high, like a defeated rooster, shrugged his head, and sighed: "This is the third time that the Immortal Weapon Bafang Ding has killed the master, and we are all in its belly now, alas." The first thing I did when I went out was to take it out of my body, and no matter what I could do, destroy it. β
"Damn, Ye Xiaofei, you are looking for death, you want to think about it, don't say it. If the immortal weapon Bafang Ding knows, he will kill you first. β
"Not true. Isn't my feathered soul one with the soul of the immortal weapon, I am the master of the immortal artifact Bafang Ding, and now the water has washed the Dragon King Temple? β
The realm spirit was suddenly asked, and after a long silence, he said: "I'm sure that half of your soul is indeed one with the instrument soul, it stands to reason that you control the immortal weapon Bafang Ding, and now you are being devoured, and there is no resistance." Perhaps, you should ask the Emperor of the Burning Sun, after all, he is the one behind the scenes. β
Thinking of the Emperor of the Burning Sun, Ye Xiaofei suddenly felt that his strength was as weak as an ant, and the other party could blow him away with a single breath. Shaking his head, he immediately dispelled the idea of reasoning with the Emperor of the Burning Sun.
"It's here!" The perception of the realm spirit is always several times that of Ye Xiaofei, and he said: "There is only one breath of life in the underground palace, keep going forward, and push the door open." Rest assured, I'm not going to be like that winged serpent and freeze everything. I promise I won't freeze him into a popsicle. β
Ye Xiaofei nodded, and stepped forward to push open the heavy steel gate.
Squeak-squeak-squeak-
The dim candlelight flickered, and the murky air rushed in. At a glance, a human wrapped in chains and shackles on a steel seat in the distance can be seen.
"Playing with the Broken Kids?" Ye Xiaofei suddenly let out an exclamation: "Zhao Gongzi? β