Chapter 302

Twelve dragon-like shadows.

Climbing, swaying, lazy, and ferocious.

All facing them standing in the middle of the jade plate.

". What is this thing." Li Piaoqing's throat was dry, "How can this thing..."

"It's okay." Pei Ye squeezed her hand, but didn't look back. He kept looking down at the top of the platform and whispered, "Take care of yourself."

The clouds and mists were surging more and more violently, and the things inside were indeed gradually waking up.

If they were the people who took the imperial edict, they should have left this secret realm by now, but they were assassins who came to face the tyrant.

Without waiting for the etiquette of greeting after waking up, Pei Ye raised his sword and swept up as soon as the sword was accumulated!

Ignoring the tiny tips of the bamboo forest behind him, he went straight to the top of the platform covered by thick fog.

No matter what it is, the young man is never afraid to face it.

His upward sweep seemed to wake up the Son of God faster. In the swirling clouds, two long tentacles as thick as waists suddenly bounced off the high platform and broke through the fog.

Its color was not consistent. The inside was a gorgeous blue fluorescence, but the scales were noble black and purple. Pei Ye saw these long tentacles for the first time, but unlike the girl who was speechless behind him, he was not completely unfamiliar with such things.

In the Fenghuai cellar and in the Xincang fight, the seed at the top of the "Dragon Tongue" that drilled into his stomach always sucked up the food with its sharp long tentacles, and he would never forget the black of the lingering fire - if it was lingering with thunder and lightning, it would be no different from the appearance of Him alone in the city.

It's just that the tentacles in the dragon tongue are wet and sharp, with no tough scales on them, and the ends are not so smooth and tapering.

Now, this tentacle, whose length was unknown, was really like a strange dragon, as fast as a hurricane, as powerful as thunder, and it passed by a distance of more than ten feet in the blink of an eye, and it was about to smash the boy's body with one blow.

Pei Ye stared at the sword, and with his other hand, he pressed the sword box, and the stream of light suddenly came out.

Even though it was far away in Xincang, it was not as far as the two thousand miles of Tianshan Mountain that day. This was still the strongest force in Pei Ye's hand at this time, just stepping on the threshold of Xuanmen.

This sword came out of the box with a mighty momentum, and it pushed back several feet of white fog, but it did not meet the raging tentacle.

Pei Ye did not use it to ensure his safety at all. He pointed and the stream of light swept straight to the throne on the high platform!

The next moment, the same mighty long tentacles came in a row, and Pei Ye retracted his arms and twisted his body, narrowly crossing with it, and the strong wind aroused in a millimeter made him sway.

Pei Ye held the hilt tightly with one hand, supported the blade with the other hand, and pressed the sharp blade of Shanyu on the tentacle that flew past in front of him.

The collision of metal and iron made a sharp sound, and bright sparks burst out. In an instant, Pei Ye was hit by a falling mountain, his arms were injured and his posture in the air was suddenly messy.

But in the midst of swallowing blood in his throat, Pei Ye still gritted his teeth and supported the strength and true energy of his whole body on the sword. Everything was collapsing, only Shanyu seemed to be welded and stable. The blade faced the long tentacles that passed by and pushed back, trying hard to press down.

Only a breath later, the sharp sound of metal and iron suddenly turned into the sound of cutting leather, and the dark blue blood burst out in the air, and the long sword had cut into it for nearly half.

Pei Ye confirmed that there was indeed no bone in this thing. The blood splashed in front of him, only stained on the skin for a moment, and then quickly penetrated under the skin, turning into a new support for Shanyu in his hand.

When it was injured, the long tentacles immediately bounced off, turned around a sharp circle, and wrapped the boy in the center from a distance.

Another tentacle had already risen from below.

Pei Ye glanced down and fell on the mountainside of the high platform, and slowly wiped the blood stains left on the sword from top to bottom.

Once again, he faced this kind of enemy whose strength could not be defined by human realm.

There was no true energy, only overwhelming power, tough and indestructible scales, and twelve slender bodies that were more than ten feet long. The only thing Pei Ye could be sure of was that even if he tried his best, he might not be able to kill such a tentacle.

[Binlu] also did not work as expected.

Unlike when he faced Yinandai, Yinandai was still alive and well at that time, but as soon as Pei Ye pressed on his body, the dragon meat in his body melted and poured out, rushing towards him without any resistance. This is just like when [Dragon Tongue] devours people - after a person is transformed into a frost ghost, he does not need to be killed, as long as the dragon tongue penetrates his body, he can be eaten.

The dragon tongue is like a mirror [Binlu], and it should be the same.

But there is actually an exception that Pei Ye knows.

- If the consciousness of "food" has not disappeared, Binlu cannot be enjoyed first, only when facing the Immortal Lord.

The contact with these tentacles cannot make him swallow this thing directly. Its consciousness should be like that of the Immortal Lord.

But at the same time, Pei Ye also believes that he is not really facing the Immortal Lord - otherwise the blood that just left the body would have turned into countless sharp spikes to penetrate his body, and there would be no possibility of survival.

The next moment, two tentacles have come from all directions again.

The bloodstains that the long sword had just cut for a foot long have completely disappeared at this time. The injury seems to have no effect on it. It is a whistling momentum that is difficult to resist. As it wakes up completely, its speed and strength have reached a new level again.

On the jade plate, the girl and the black cat also encountered the first wave of attacks. Two long tentacles pierced through them. The black cat had turned into a Chi, and Li Piaoqing's figure was ethereal, but the sword blade could not leave enough effective damage on the tentacles.

"Jade Sword" was not originally written for swordsmanship to deal with such things.

Pei Ye retracted his gaze. The howling wind came again in front of him. He once again set up a stable sword stand, but when he was about to take over, his heart and lungs tightened - this time it was definitely not a force he could face head-on.

The exquisite control power appeared here again. Pei Ye pressed the long sword against the body of the dragon python and swung it up nimbly, but the next moment the tentacle turned around and wrapped around, and the other tentacle had already reached his body in the air.

At this time, it really looked like the intertwined and winding tree roots, forming a suffocating cage. The boy could neither break the tough scales nor get rid of the shape of the agile and flexible, so there was no way to escape.

At this critical moment, Pei Ye did nothing, but tilted his head to look at the top of the high platform.

There, the glazed glass that flew like a startled wild goose was piercing the white mist from bottom to top, creating a huge hole. Just as Zhuan Zhu stabbed in front of the steps, behind the white mist, the figure sitting cross-legged on the high platform had been forced out of a vague shape.

Much smaller than Pei Ye had imagined.

A slender body, similar to the shape of a human, with a head, shoulders and waist, but no legs, and only slightly larger than a normal human, even thinner than the tentacles extending from its body.

It sat there straight, motionless, as if it was in eternal silence, but around it, white mist was raging, and a vast stream of light swept up, and all the tentacles that were clinging lazily suddenly rose up like predators, and the shadows of the dragons crossed the sky.

Facing this sword, the purple forest platform suddenly became violent.

Pei Ye's eyes calmly passed through everything and reached the final top.

Liuli went straight to its forehead.

The remaining eight tentacles all swept back, blocking the sword path of this sword.

Pei Ye retracted his gaze, but did not care that he was about to be imprisoned. He twisted his waist and raised his arms, and a sword [Broken Leaf Huilan] heavily exploded on the tentacles, creating a dark blue blood wave.

This was indeed a full-strength sword strike. After this strike, he could not escape from the cage, let alone the second tentacle.

The heavy and tough pressure from behind, Pei Ye's arms were shaken and lost strength. He twisted his eyes, and the sword light returned to the sheath, and the sheath was placed in front of him.

The next moment, he was pushed by a huge force from behind and hit the sheath, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. But Shanyu had become a horizontal bone of his. In its trembling under the heavy load, Pei Ye was able to temporarily avoid the fate of being torn into pieces.

This was of course a poison to quench thirst. The long sword could not be unsheathed, the body could not move, and only the true qi could sustain life. Death was only the outcome in a moment.

In such a situation, Pei Ye held the hilt of the sword, but his eyes were still not on himself, but suddenly cast into the air a few feet away.

Focusing on the place. Above the purple bamboo, in the white mist, a violent flame instantly burst out from the void, and in the blink of an eye, it submerged a tentacle that was heading back to the platform.

Pei Ye left three dragon shadows alone.

The remaining seven had blocked Liuli's way.

Liuli did not dodge at all, Yun Bai's true energy lingered around the sword body, and it crashed straight up!

In an instant, scales flew and blood surged, and the clouds and mist rippled several feet in the air. Liuli's entire sword body sank into the forest formed by the scales, and the trunks, branches, and leaves were shredded in a mess. It was the most powerful blow so far.

But it still couldn't rush out from the other side.

The forehead of the Son of God was there, but the tangled tentacles had firmly stopped it.

The clouds in front of him were completely dispelled by this sword, and the Son of God still sat still, looking at them with lowered eyebrows. His face was also like a human face, and under the overlapping scales, there was a special kind of handsomeness. In a trance, one could even catch a fleeting look from it, as if sad, but also as if peaceful.

But it was just a fleeting old shadow, "Enjoy it." It said indifferently.

Li Piaoqing had already swooped up from the bottom of the stage, and the black dragon behind her dragged two tentacles. She rushed straight towards Pei Ye who was under the control of the Son of God with her sword.

But it was still a step too late. As the Son of God finished speaking, the long tentacles that bound Pei Ye suddenly retracted, and in an instant, the boy who had no power to resist was sent to the Son of God.

Pei Ye was motionless, as if completely still, looking down at this magical creation that was so close.

The scales were like jade and gold, the vertical pupils were as gorgeous as red gold, and every line that outlined the body was so handsome. It was like a sharp sword made by nature, and like an elf covered with scales.

Outside them, the dragon shadows danced wildly, blocking everything outside.

Pei Ye finally confirmed the source of everything at this time.

The grand and lofty will, the perception that seemed real or illusory, and the poisonous flames that overwhelmed the mind all came from the things in front of him.

That was indeed his will, but this will was not conscious. It was naturally radiated and spread to all the places where purple bamboo grew.

The dragon body tightened again, Shanyu made an unbearable whine, and Peiye was like a bird with its throat strangled, suffocating and speechless.

The Son of God did not have the idea of ​​strangling him. It looked at the boy who could not move in front of it and gently opened its thin lips.

More than a dozen dragon tongues surged out like lotus flowers.

For it, this was not an enemy that needed to be killed, but a feast that had just been offered.

Under the high platform, the girl in green was desperately rushing up with a sword, but she could not see anything. The dragon shadows everywhere blocked all her vision and route. On the other side, Liuli finally swept out from the residual scales and blood. With a turn, she once again startled the mist and wind, and rushed straight to the Son of God.

The broken tentacles were also repairing at the fastest speed, but the serious damage could not be restored in the blink of an eye. Liuli, who was originally able to stop with seven tentacles, might be missing now.

And each of Liuli's swords would not weaken.

The fully awakened Son of God glanced at the girl below calmly, and even retracted the two tentacles that were chasing him.

It clearly identified the only thing that was threatening it in the whole place.

Ten dragon shadows gathered in front of its throne to form a wall of scales, completely separating the feast and the enemy on both sides.

It was like two worlds.

It had indeed reached the age of feasting, and the previous mind was about to be wiped out. As the son of the Emperor, it had waited too long for a new heir.

The dragon tongue burst open and stabbed at the immobile boy.

Outside the scale wall, Li Piaoqing gritted his teeth and used all his strength to cut it, but nothing could shake it except two waves of blood.

But the next moment, the flying sword crashed into the center of the wall!

The surging airflow almost flipped the girl over, and the scale wall collapsed and shattered, and the mist spread several feet.

Liuli really tried her best. Its momentum that penetrated everything was unstoppable. The flowing sword shadow sank into the sea of ​​scales, stirring up the waves like collapse.

But it finally stopped in the sea.

The clear sword tip had already pierced out, but the eleventh dragon shadow peeled off from Pei Ye and blocked it.

The eleven dragon scales rubbed against each other and tightened tightly, and Liuli was completely strangled inside.

And behind this wall, the dragon tongue inserted into Pei Ye's body in an instant.

All disturbances were blocked. On the Jingwu high platform, no one could disturb them anymore.

The boy who was sharp in the body opened his eyes.

He stared straight at the strange face in front of him.

It has been quite a while since his body completely collapsed into silence.

Pei Ye knew that this was a feast. The so-called "close your eyes tightly and let them eat. After they have eaten at least fifteen pounds of bones and flesh, open your eyes to face each other." The Son of God treats people who enter the country not by killing them, but by eating them.

Pei Ye had just looked at them intently. These twelve tentacles were just like arms. Their tips were not sharp and hard, nor did they have the ability to turn a person into liquid food from a distance.

If the Son of God wanted to feast, he could only bring the food to him.

He accepted the bondage calmly.

Just now, he had held back three dragon shadows for Liuli, and now Liuli held back eleven for him.

So the assassin was able to come to the emperor, who was alone.

The snowy mountains that had remained unchanged for thousands of years seemed to have never been set foot by any living creature since its existence.

Now, in this complete silence, a whistle suddenly sounded from nowhere, as far away as the horizon, and as if it was right under your feet. No matter where you ran, it was getting louder.

So in the panic of having nothing to rely on, you realized that it was the whole world that was collapsing and whistling.

The huge white belt covered the sky.

The loose and paralyzed body suddenly tensed up, and the sound of the sword being unsheathed resounded through the high platform.

The tentacles that were tightening around the boy's body instantly broke, and blood scales scattered like rain.

Pei Ye himself spat out a large amount of blood first, and in the splash of bloody red and blue, he pierced the forehead of the thing in front of him with a sword.

The second chapter of "Breaking Snow" · [Coming and Going].

But there was no roar or stagnation, the Son of God slowly raised his eyebrows and looked at him, his pair of golden vertical pupils were calm and silent, as bright as daylight.