I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 542 542. The thief cries "Catch the thief"

When the black-haired boy crashed into the ice, the broken ice streams around him surged towards him again like a tsunami.

He was instantly frozen in the light blue ice, his facial expression was frozen, and his movements were stagnant, unable to move.

But the next moment, Xia Feng disappeared from the spot and appeared ten meters below, flashing down inch by inch in the ice like a ghost.

After moving a hundred meters, he felt more and more exhausted. The further he went down, the more the biting cold penetrated into his bones, invaded his soul, and even penetrated into the Paladin space!

Xia Feng could already clearly sense the sluggishness in his thinking, just like his limbs were frozen and his blood flow slowed down, his thinking and soul were also affected, and he shivered with cold.

As Mo Zixin said, these ice powers can not only affect the body, but also the soul.

In addition, as the time of using the Paladin Space increased, the space he created out of thin air also froze and was filled with light blue ice flow.

Xia Feng realized that if he waited for the space to freeze completely, he would be trapped in the Paladin Space forever and could not get out if he did not leave the Paladin Space.

It can only be said that it is worthy of being a legendary god relic.

God relics are rare, and they exist in different forms, and the effects they produce are very different.

However, there are also general classifications, namely white name, black blue, pure blue, epic, and legendary.

Most of the god relics are black blue.

The god relics that Xia Feng has seen are almost all black blue, the pure blue is rare, and he has never seen the epic.

Not to mention the legendary.

Of course, today I have witnessed the power of the legendary.

Fortunately, Ye Likong seems to be unable to control this god relic. He just has a way to avoid being attacked in the Ice God's remains.

Otherwise, Xia Feng felt that he could not run away at all, and he might be killed instantly.

While thinking, the invasion of ice power made Xia Feng feel drowsy, the yang energy in the spirit essence escaped from his soul, his consciousness was blurred, and his thinking became more and more stuck. This was a sign that he was about to be frozen.

In the ice layer, mental power can be used to resist the invasion of ice power, and yang energy can resist the feeling of cold.

But after just a while, Xia Feng's mental power was exhausted.

However, from this aspect, it can also be seen that Miss Du Mu, who has a huge amount of mental power, should be fine, but there is no way to escape for the time being.

Xia Feng thought of a way to rescue them, but he needed to go in first.

In the blurred vision, Xia Feng vaguely saw three figures under the light blue ice layer in front of him. He took a deep breath and used the last Paladin space again.

The figure flickered, and before the Paladin space was frozen, he jumped out of the space and flashed to the side of the three women.

His thinking was completely stopped at this moment, the serious expression on his face was stiff, and his eyes were frozen.

Fortunately, his consciousness still exists and he can receive the images and sounds from the outside world, but he can hardly think. It takes a long time for each idea to pop up.

That is why it is difficult for ideas to transmit instructions to the body and control the body's actions.

At the same time.

The three women are suspended face to face. There is a narrow gap in the two cubic meters of space and it is not covered by ice.

But the biting cold makes the three women suffer. This kind of coldness in the soul is like torture, which makes people tremble with fear.

Cha Naxue and Jiang Qiu'e hug Mu Qingtong on the left and right. Mu Qingtong is the only one in good condition among the three. Her body is warm. They try to get a little warmth from Mu Qingtong to reduce the cold.

But this is obviously useless.

The ice power inside the Ice God's remains is actually derived from Yin Qi. The more vigorous the Yin Qi is, the more tormented the nine are.

On the contrary, men with Yang Qi will not feel too cold. After entering the ice layer, the Yang Qi will spontaneously dissipate, forming a warm protective layer, which has a certain resistance.

Just when it was getting too cold, Jiang Qiu'e first noticed Xia Feng, who flashed to the side of the three women.

Her ethereal eyes could not blink, but after a stream of light flashed in her eyes, the indigo fairy pattern on her forehead emitted a spiritual flow, forming six pieces of talisman paper with the word "move" engraved on them.

The six talisman papers flew and stuck to Xia Feng's eyebrows one after another.

Xia Feng flashed six times again under the power of the talisman paper, moving forward a few centimeters each time, and finally flashed to Jiang Qiu'e's chest.

The scorching sun power rushed in her face, and Xia Feng's face fell into her arms. Jiang Qiu'e felt as if the ice in her heart was melted by warm water, and her whole body was comfortable.

Cha Naxue glanced down. Because she was squeezed on the left side of Jiang Qiu'e, Qingfeng squeezed the snow mountain, and Xia Feng also rubbed her ** when he bumped into Jiang Qiu'e's arms.

Cha Naxue's cold and white face condensed by ice residue was visibly flushed.

She was not as shameless as Jiang Qiu'e, who could use her chest to absorb Xia Feng's Yang Qi to relieve the coldness of her soul.

However, this thought flashed through her mind, and Cha Naxue subconsciously controlled her stiff body and squeezed forward.

The warmth on Xia Feng's face made her heart warmer and relaxed.

However, at this moment, Cha Naxue and Jiang Qiu'e noticed at the same time that a pair of pale golden eyes were staring at them calmly.

Mu Qingtong's face was indifferent.

Jiang Qiu'e's thin eyebrows were frozen, as if she didn't see Mu Qingtong's eyes.

Cha Naxue pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, and then deliberately squeezed forward.

In front of Mu Qingtong, the chiffon fabric on her chest was like a mountain collapse, soft and concave.

However, because of her action, Xia Feng fell backwards, and the fine ice streams surrounding the four people melted and dispersed under the burning of his yang energy.

The sense of sluggishness in the surrounding space was reduced, and Jiang Qiu'e and Cha Naxue pressed Xia Feng's head to hit Mu Qingtong's chest.

Behind Mu Qingtong was a hard and solid ice layer, like an ice bed, and she was forced to lie on it. Mr. Xia's back of the head was cushioned by her and was safe under the pillow.

The scorching yang breath also penetrated into her heart, dispelling the coldness slightly.

Cha Naxue and Jiang Qiu'e squeezed Xia Feng's head from the left and right, pressing it into the bulging heart of the solemn nun. The two women looked at Xia Feng, who was unable to resist, and Mu Qingtong, whose eyes were gradually sharpening, and felt inexplicably strange.

There was a sense of excitement that they bullied Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong together.

Xia Feng could still see the surroundings clearly, but suddenly he felt a black screen in front of his eyes. His left face hit something soft, and his right face and ears were squeezed by a bigger object. His breathing was sealed and his body leaned back. The back of his head seemed to be hugged by two fierce snow rabbits. The world was completely plunged into darkness and closure.

He could only vaguely hear the woman above him whispering, "Jiang Qiu'e, please stop squeezing me. You're pressing my hair."

".I didn't squeeze."

"Ce Ru was pressed on Xiao Feng's face, and you still say you didn't squeeze? Saint Qiu'e, are you going to suffocate Xiao Feng?"

".Cha Naxue, do you know what it means to thief cry thief?"

"Hmm? I don't know, or-"

"Shut up." A cold and indifferent voice commanded, which directly stopped the two women's voices.