bookcurios Chapter 150
Chapter 150
When the last foothold was swallowed by the bloody sea of blood, Su Ruoyun subconsciously hugged Huang Jiao's huge colorful cocoon suspended above the sea of blood.
But beside Pan Haolong's right hand, a snow crown scepter suddenly appeared. The ice sapphire inlaid in the middle of the scepter, like the third eye of the winter goddess, emitted a dazzling and bright light.
The Eye of the Goddess seemed to be brewing an extremely cold storm, so that snowflakes kept overflowing from the staff, and were quickly melted by the sea of blood.
As soon as this weapon was released, a trace of astonishment flashed across Su Ruoyun's face.
"Xiao Yu, why is it you?!"
Xiao Yu, the son of the Snow God, is also one of the top [-] players on the ranking list. He is low-key, but powerful.
Unlike Ji Lei who is a nightmare, Xiao Yu doesn't belong to any team, and has never participated in the competition among players for the throne.
Apart from enjoying the card games alone, Xiao Yu doesn't like to make friends, he is more like a lone wolf who walks alone.
The reason why Ji Lei knew him was also because the two of them had crashed a car before this card game.
Obviously, Xiao Yu had recognized her a long time ago, but he didn't point it out at all.
Probably there is no need to recognize each other, his own strength is strong enough, Xiao Yu doesn't care whether there are acquaintances in this card game.
But now, Xiao Yu glanced at Ji Lei lying on the silkworm cocoon, but turned his head and shouted to the two people in midair:
"The snowy area can only last for a quarter of an hour! Before that, let it open the gate!"
After Xiao Yu finished speaking, he held the Snow Crown Scepter and smashed it heavily into the bloody sea of blood.
In just an instant, the third eye of the Winter Goddess burst out with light like the polar day.
With Xiao Yu alone as the center, the sea of blood quickly froze into ice, stretching endlessly, and the cold winter was approaching.
The sea of blood was sealed by thick ice, and heavy snow fell continuously from the sky, falling on Yitu's face and eyelashes, it was very cold and cold.
Jiang Hanyu hugged him and landed slowly, and after a while the two of them turned white.
The formation of the snowy area can only last for a quarter of an hour.
No matter how thick the ice layer under his feet was, Yitu could still hear the sound of "Zi Zi" melting.
The devils under the sea of blood are also beating the bottom of the ice frantically.
Yitu didn't care about the horrifying scene under his feet, but just looked at the Qianxiangshen who was inflated to an unbelievable size not far away.
The snow-white tumor was almost as high as a three or four-story building, with countless Pan Teng's faces, and countless torsos and limbs growing out.
They were mixed together, and the man I saw at the beginning could not be seen at all.
Yitu's heart sank slowly, maybe this is Qianxiang's true face.
The snowflakes flying all over the sky had a certain impact on the players, and the low temperature made people move slowly and stiffly.
This is something that Xiao Yu has no way to choose, after all, the extreme cold effect of the snowy region acts on any player and NPC indiscriminately.
Except for himself, a layer of frost soon formed on everyone's body.
And the God of Thousand Phases they most hope to be affected, at this moment, the snow-white body is almost integrated with Xue Yu.
Yitu turned his head and looked at Jiang Hanyu, and then Jiang Hanyu grabbed one of the golden Sanskrit characters on his body, and it instantly turned into a dazzling white sword named Hope.
On the other side, Yitu aimed his divine sense at the monster not far away, trying to control Qianxiang.
Jiang Hanyu jumped up with a speed so fast that he almost couldn't see the figure clearly, and the sword of hope he held cut off the falling snowflakes in mid-air.
Even so, such a famous sword failed to hurt Qianxiang even a single iota.
The snow-white tumor didn't move a single step, its ever-growing limbs were like plasticine stretching endlessly, tightly wrapping the sword of hope in it.
Jiang Hanyu's expression froze, the blade of the sword could hardly be pulled out half an inch, and it immediately collapsed into golden Sanskrit, and returned to the master's side in a dim color.
The faces of everyone who saw this scene changed.
You must know that the Sword of Hope is the famous sword used by the God of War Otley to kill gods. Although it is named Hope, it is actually a sharp weapon used to defeat the hopes of the gods.
Such a sword can't hurt Qian Xiang in the slightest.
"This thing doesn't have normal pain and perception at all."
Yitu trembled, and walked slowly towards the direction where Jiang Hanyu was.
His divine sense couldn't capture Qianxiang's consciousness, every time he poked out a little bit, it was like a drop of water thrown into the sea, unable to catch the trace.
Too weak.
This feeling of not being able to catch the slightest weakness of the enemy is undoubtedly the deadliest fear.
But after Jiang Hanyu's trial just now, the extreme cold in the snowy area had no effect on Qianxiang at all.
Qianxiang does not have a normal sense of pain, no matter how cold or painful it is, it will not limit its mobility, unless it is frozen into a huge ice cube in place.
Yitu's mood sank to the bottom in an instant, this was simply the worst prediction he had ever made.
Without pain and perception, it means that almost all the cards in his body have become waste cards.
As the King of Spades, Jiang Hanyu felt strenuous for the first time. The two of them stood together, but they were so small and pitiful in front of Qianxiang.
The cold snow in the snowy area condensed into a layer of frost on Yitu's eyelashes, whitening Jiang Hanyu's black hair.
"How can a mortal stand shoulder to shoulder with a god?" Jiang Hanyu sneered.
Yitu froze for a moment, then turned to look at his spouse.
The moment the man finished speaking, the ten Sanskrit words instantly turned into shackles and firmly locked Jiang Hanyu in it.
It is not only a heavy shackle, but also a coronation of supreme glory.
The golden Sanskrit ran into his body, and then wandered on his skin, turning into an ancient symbol between the eyebrows.
Jiang Hanyu raised his hands, and the huge and terrifying sword formation behind him gradually changed from virtual to real.
There was no emotion in the man's golden eyes, and his expression was indifferent, like the supreme god of war.
As he lowered his hands, thousands of sharp swords had gathered behind him, but in the blink of an eye, they swept towards him like a storm.
There was a mess on the ice, and a snowflake had just fallen, and was smashed and annihilated by the sword shadow.
And Qian Xiang, who was in the sharp sword storm, couldn't make a sound.
Yitu's heart was slowly squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, and he watched countless faces flash past Qianxiang's body, only to be crushed by the sharp sword soon.
The speed at which Qian Xiang formed a face was far faster than the speed at which a sharp sword swung down.
Seeing that Qian Xiang was about to fester and could no longer grow a new face, everyone immediately beamed with joy.
Its huge body was also cut into mud by sword after sword, and it was hidden under the vast white snow.
When the storm of Wanjian gradually subsided, Qianxiang was left with only a normal human-sized ball.
However, something unexpected happened.
That small mass gradually took shape at a speed visible to the naked eye. It grew a spine, a head, and then formed limbs.
Finally, a perfect and muscular male body reappeared in front of them.
But this time, Qianxiang chose a very satisfied face for herself.
The stern eyebrows, the high bridge of the nose, and the thin lips are all familiar to Yitu.
That was Kan Xingyuan's face, and it was also Jiang Hanyu's face at this moment.
Yitu's heart trembled, and only then did he realize a fact.
It is impossible for Qianxiangshen to be killed. It regards the appearance of all living beings as its god.
Even if Jianghanyu killed thousands of its faces, Qianxiang still remained immortal.
Because the five of them are still alive, as long as someone is alive, Qianxiang will always remain invincible.
But now, Qian Xiangfu has made Jiang Hanyu's face, what does this mean, Yitu suddenly formed a ridiculous answer in his mind.
Both Ji Lei and Xiao Yu had expressions of astonishment on their faces, and Qian Xiang copied Kan Xingyuan's face?
What exactly is it going to do?
No one answered them, only Yitu knew that what Qian Xiang copied was not only Jiang Hanyu's face, but also all of Jiang Hanyu's abilities.
When the man drew out his sword again with a gloomy expression, Qian Xiang, who had the exact same face as him, also drew out the same sword.
The figures of the two were fighting fiercely on the snow, and it was difficult to distinguish who was who for a while.
Yitu's face was so ugly that he took a slight step back.
It is impossible for Jiang Hanyu to beat Qianxiang, because Qianxiang is himself at this moment.
Even if he is as strong as him, it is impossible to completely defeat himself.
Especially, a Qianxiang who knows everything he thinks.
Yitu's eyes fell on his spouse, and Jiang Hanyu's figure was agile and swift, seemingly unaffected by the extreme cold.
But he knew that this was only temporary.
Jiang Hanyu is human after all, no matter how good his physical strength is, he will eventually be overdrawn.
It is impossible for him to beat Qianxiang who is a false god and is not limited by the slightest physical strength, because they are not at the same level at all.
It's not fair!Yitu bit her lips that were numb from the cold.
He wiped off the frost on his face, turned around and walked towards Xiao Yu and the two without the slightest hesitation.
Fortunately, Xiao Yu was not affected by the extreme cold in the snowy area.
And Ji Lei behind him was in a much worse situation, no matter how thick her fat was, she couldn't resist the invasion of the cold, she curled up into a ball, and was about to become a second white silkworm chrysalis.
"There are still 7 minutes, and the snowy time is coming."
Xiao Yu looked at Yitu with a somewhat anxious tone.
At this moment, although they are suffering from the wind and snow, they don't have to deal with monsters that have countless miles in the sea of blood.
If the ice under their feet melted, it would be difficult for them to protect themselves, let alone deal with Qianxiangshen.
"7 minutes..." Yitu said softly, "It's enough."
"What?" Xiao Yu froze for a moment.
Yitu just glanced at him indifferently, without explaining, and then walked towards the colorful cocoon next to Ji Lei.
After the divine mind was released, it quickly captured Huang Jiao's sleeping consciousness.
The woman woke up from her sleep with a somewhat ignorant confusion on her face.
The colorful wings easily cut through the cocoon. Huang Jiao looked at the man standing in front of her, and immediately understood what had just happened, with a flash of shock in her eyes.
"you……"
Yitu glanced back at Jiang Hanyu, and didn't give Huang Jiao a chance to ask, so he quickly said:
"You have the ability to protect Su Ruoyun from freezing to death in sleep, right?"
Huang Jiao froze for a moment, then nodded after a long while.
The colored powder on her wings has the effect of relieving pain, and also has the effect of reducing damage.
Ji Lei's frozen consciousness almost couldn't turn around, and her head felt sharp pains one after another.
When she heard someone calling her name, she instinctively raised her head, but she couldn't even make a sound.
It wasn't until the colored powder on Huang Jiao's body slowly fell, and the extreme cold dissipated a lot, that she regained her strength.
"Damn it, Xiao Yu, your snowy land will really freeze people to death!"
Ji Lei couldn't help complaining that she was killed by her own people before Qian Xiang killed her.
Xiao Yu touched his nose in embarrassment, but didn't speak.
And Yitu walked up to her directly, and stretched out his hand that was red with cold.
Ji Lei froze for a moment, then looked at him inexplicably.
In the man's hand lay a white pill quietly, as Su Ruoyun, she was no stranger to it, it was a sleeping pill.
"Eat it, I want to enter your dreamland." Yitu said calmly.
Ji Lei was completely shocked, and it took her a while to realize that she subconsciously looked at Huang Jiao.
The two looked at each other, and both saw fear in each other's eyes.
She finally understood why this person woke up. It was the Queen of Hearts who entered Huang Jiao's consciousness and forcibly woke him up.
Ji Lei's mood was extremely complicated. After thinking about it, she took the medicine and stuffed it into her mouth and swallowed it.
In this harsh environment, it was almost impossible for Su Ruoyun to fall asleep.
No one expected that Yitu's subsequent words "will be useful" would become true.
Under Ji Lei's deliberate brewing of drowsiness, the sleeping pills took effect, and after 3 minutes, Ji Lei fell asleep.
Yitu released his divine thoughts, and then entered her dreamland.
Since it is impossible for Jiang Hanyu to defeat his current self, what about the King of Spades that has been given a new meaning?
Yitu is using Ji Lei's ability to make dreams come true, trying to give Jiang Hanyu the power to truly rival the gods.
This is an unsolvable link that Qianxiang cannot and cannot replicate.
Ji Lei's dream was pitch black, but under the control of Yitu's consciousness, a picture gradually formed in her mind.
Outside of the dream world, Jiang Hanyu's movements became more and more difficult, gradually becoming overwhelmed by Qianxiang's uninterrupted attacks.
The sense of powerlessness of being guessed by the other party is irritating and helpless.
Because Qianxiang is himself, he also knows that it is impossible for him to defeat himself.
However, Jiang Hanyu was still entangled with it. Obviously, he was delaying time.
He was delaying Yitu's time.
Maybe he can't spare the time to speculate on Qianxiangshen's weaknesses and flaws, but his spouse certainly can.
He never felt that the person he liked was weaker than him, Yitu was dependent on him, and he was not dependent on Yitu.
Seeing that Qianxiang's sword almost pierced his chest several times, Jiang Hanyu managed to dodge it, and couldn't stop panting heavily.
He stared at Qianxiang who was exactly the same as himself in front of him, and his desire to fight became more and more burning.
At this time, he suddenly felt an inexplicable heat in his chest, and a terrifying and powerful force rushed to his limbs.
In an instant, Jiang Hanyu's eyes burst into bright golden light, and he didn't make much effort, but jumped into the air.
That kind of endless power gave Jiang Hanyu the illusion that he is the master of the world, and he can destroy stars with just a few gestures.
However, in fact, this is not his illusion.
When he stared at Qianxiang below, and just raised his hand slightly, the space distorted instantly, and the ice layer melted rapidly.
And the person who had the exact same face as him exploded from it in the blink of an eye.
She couldn't bear his gaze.
A flash of surprise flashed in Jiang Hanyu's heart, but he turned his head and tried to find his spouse. After seeing that scene, he immediately understood.
Even though he was the master, Qianxiang still didn't die, but turned into a white ball again, but his face disappeared from Qianxiang's body.
"Xingyuan, its body hasn't appeared yet!"
Hearing this familiar call, Jiang Hanyu subconsciously looked down at his spouse who was staggering towards him.
Immediately, she wanted to go down and hug him, but his gaze made Yitu immediately fall to her knees.
"Don't look at me." Yitu's irritated tears flowed down, mixed with bright red nosebleeds.
In order to save trouble, he directly endowed Jiang Hanyu with the supernatural power comparable to the sun in Su Ruoyun's dream.
As a result, mortals simply cannot look directly at the dazzling brilliance of the sun.
Jiang Hanyu's glance almost sent him away.
Men are also bewildered, have lingering fears, and feel waves of fear.
When he put his gaze back on Qianxiang's body, under the strong oppression, Qianxiang began to writhe in pain.
It is no longer condensed into one mass, but crazily differentiated outwards, trying to deceive people.
Seeing more and more clones spit out from the snow-white tumor, some of these people have faces, while others don't.
Yitu didn't dare to delay the business, so he quickly got up and touched his tears, trying to identify which one was Qian Xiang's real body.
However, more and more clones are fleeing outwards, but they don't even know the real appearance of Qianxiangshen.
Yitu frowned, looking at those clones with Su Ruoyun's face, Pan Haolong's face... countless familiar faces running away.
"Which one is Qianxiangshen!" Xiao Yu shouted anxiously.
The ice layer under their feet has begun to melt, and gradually the distorted faces of the devils can be seen.
Jiang Hanyu also had a gloomy expression. If he could, he could indeed kill Qianxiangshen's avatar.
But as long as it's not Qianxiang's body, no amount of killing will help.
Seeing those avatars jumping off the sea of blood that melted the ice one by one, escaped from the sky.
Everyone was very anxious, until the snow white sarcoma spat out a clone with the appearance of love, Yitu was shocked all over.
Before he had time to sort out his words, he rushed to the man in the sky and shouted:
"Quick! Catch me!"
Jiang Hanyu was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to turn around to look at his spouse, but he caught a glimpse of the clone below who had the same face as Zhong Qing.
Immediately he understood, but the moment he raised his hand, the avatar with the face of love was grabbed by invisible hands and squeezed to death.
The person with the exact same face as Yitu had a painful expression on his face, but he insisted on carrying the terrifying force for a while.
It wasn't until Jiang Hanyu's eyes flashed fierceness that it finally let out a miserable cry, and a white door immediately appeared under it.
That's the door to the poker field.
Yitu quietly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and shouted at Xiao Yu and the others:
"Let's go quickly!"
Xiao Yu and the others showed ecstasy on their faces, and rushed into the white gate without thinking.
The ice had completely melted, and with Jiang Hanyu's deliberate help, Yitu was easily sent to the door.
After he left safely, the man let go of Qianxiang who was dying, turned around and entered the white gate.