Chapter 163 Nightmare Mist, Whisper of the Abyss

Tyrant.

Yang Feng appeared, with a little boy beside him.

"It's really lively."

Yang Feng frowned slightly, with a hint of mockery in his voice, somewhat dissatisfied with the performance of the crowd.

"Are you the tyrant?"

Wang Xiangyu turned his head, squinted at Yang Feng, and said condescendingly: "You came just in time, so I don't have to go to you one by one."

Confidence.

Arrogance.

Domineering.

"Let's go together!!"

Wang Xiangyu stood in the circle of the crowd, but he hooked his finger provocatively, and actually wanted to fight against the crowd alone.

"Hehehe."

Yang Feng sneered a few times, and the teasing in his eyes deepened.

"I have seen many amazing people."

"Everyone is like the protagonist in a novel."

"Strong, adventurous, surrounded by beauties, kill gods and Buddhas."

"They all think they are the protagonists of the story, and they all think that luck is on their side, and they have the illusion that they will not die easily."

Yang Feng walked over step by step, looking at Wang Xiangyu with a pitying look, and continued to mock: "Just like you, you are lucky to have the ability of the blood bodhi level, and you think you are invincible in the world."

"But you came to the wrong place."

Blood bodhi.

This man is simply the son of luck.

Wang Xiangyu's extremely cold bloodline has a very powerful actual combat effect, and it has been far ahead of others since the larval stage.

It's a pity.

This level is too backward for Yang Feng.

"Don't blow up your cowhide."

"The legendary tyrant, can't he only talk big?"

Wang Xiangyu said sarcastically, completely disdaining the words of the tyrant Yang Feng.

Yang Feng had no interest in continuing the argument.

"First, let me introduce you."

"This is my son, Ling."

Yang Feng waved his hand, asked Ling to stand beside him, and greeted everyone.

"My name is Ling."

"This is my leader dad."

The cute and simple little boy looks innocent and non-threatening, and this deceptive appearance often makes the enemy fall into the deepest despair.

"Secondly."

"You just completed the evolution."

"I don't need to do it myself every time to solve the crisis of foreign enemies, right?"

Yang Feng's eyes flickered. The No. 9 gathering place has developed to the present, and the overall strength of the team is strong enough.

Su Manman.

Long Er.

The two of them stepped on the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, occupied a huge amount of resources, and continued to evolve to the present. It's time to show off.

"Yes, leader."

Long Er knelt on one knee and responded first.

The mist was everywhere.

The white mist drifted in the cold wind.

Long Er was like a ghost, his figure vaguely appeared in the mist, and soon came to the vicinity of Wang Xiangyu.

"Stupid."

"You are too arrogant. You dare to die one by one in front of me."

"Well, I will fulfill your wish!!"

Wang Xiangyu snapped his fingers and condensed a large number of ice cone fragments out of thin air, shooting them wildly in the direction of the white mist.

The sound of breaking through the air continued to come.

The white mist was dispersed by the ice cones, and wisps of white smoke slowly dissipated, as if they were shot empty.

Ding.

A crisp sound came.

Long Er took the white blade and slashed on Wang Xiangyu's arm.

The sound of metal collision came, and Wang Xiangyu, who had the ability of the blood bodhi level, actually had a layer of ice armor on his skin.

The extremely cold bloodline ability has reached the stage of mature body, and the body surface can form a powerful ice armor to resist any form of physical attack.

"A sneak attack on me?"

Wang Xiangyu snapped his fingers again.

A large number of ice spikes suddenly appeared on the ground, quickly filling the area of ​​dozens of meters, trying to pierce Long Er.

The moment the ice spike pierced Long Er's body, it turned into wisps of white smoke and disappeared without any damage.

"What's the use?"

"You can't break my defense, you can only dodge forever."

Wang Xiangyu snorted disdainfully and began to accumulate more powerful strength.

A stream of cold air rolled up, forming a piercing tornado, sweeping towards the hazy white mist.

"Hide in the mist?"

"I want to freeze the whole mist!!"

Wang Xiangyu roared incomparably domineering, and the power that burst out of his body continued to flow outward, and the temperature around him dropped steadily.

A layer of frost appeared on the ground, densely spreading in all directions, and a layer of ice appeared on the ground within a radius of hundreds of meters.

The cold ice and snow storm completely froze the entire white mist.

Long Er, who was hiding in it, was doomed to die! !

At this time.

Yang Feng's voice came from a distance.

"Long Er."

"Don't kill him yet."

"I'll give you the pass."

Yang Feng said calmly, ordering Long Er not to kill easily.

What?

Don't kill?

Wang Xiangyu sneered, he had the absolute upper hand.

He could kill the enemy in seconds, what means of counterattack could a coward hiding in the fog have?

Puff.

The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart followed.

Wang Xiangyu's arm was actually cut off.

The extremely cold blood turned into ice crystals when it fell to the ground, splashing out continuously.

What's going on?

What happened?

How did Wang Xiangyu's arm suddenly break?

Open your eyes.

Wang Xiangyu suddenly opened his eyes.

He did not release his power, nor did he use the extreme cold storm, nor did he freeze the mist in the distance into ice.

Mist!!

Wang Xiangyu was in the mist.

"Is it an illusion?"

"Is this a mental attack?"

Wang Xiangyu was shocked to find that he had been stupidly stunned in the white mist from beginning to end.

Everything that just happened was just an illusion in his mind, like a dream, an extremely real dream!!

Dream.

That's right.

Wang Xiangyu was pulled into the dream of the white mist.

Everything he saw was like a mirage, all of which were imaginary pictures in his mind.

[Mist Dream]

This is a terrible ability from nightmares.

The hazy white mist can make people hallucinate and enter a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness.

The real world was just standing there stupidly, smiling foolishly... like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Of course.

Long Er was just about to cut off Wang Xiangyu's head and let him die in the sweet dream of his fantasy, but was stopped by Yang Feng.

Liu Yan saw through the truth.

It would be too boring to kill Wang Xiangyu so easily.

Yang Feng wanted to continue testing Su Manman to see if she had the ability to serve as the commander of the brigade.

"Su Manman."

"It's your turn."

Yang Feng said lightly, and the huge meat ball with a diameter of ten meters was already impatient.

Roar, roar, roar, roar.

Su Manman roared and roared, countless bloody mouths, chanting a weird and absurd ancient tune.

Evil.

It was an extremely evil twisted tune.

Every note can pollute people's nerves, turning into sharp nails to scratch your skull and penetrate into the brain and bone blood.

[Whisper of the Abyss]

That was the whisper from the abyss.

Wang Xiangyu felt panic in his heart and his head was splitting when he heard the dirty and strange tune.

He exerted his extreme cold power, and the sharp ice cones condensed in the air, but they were all shaking unsteadily, and soon exploded and shattered on the spot.

"How could this happen??"

The superpower failed! !

Wang Xiangyu's extreme cold blood, the ability to control ice and snow, actually began to collapse and fail, becoming extremely unstable.

This is the power of the abyss whisper.

The tune sung by the Greedy Abyss's giant mouth can temporarily pollute the ability user, and even cause permanent damage.

"No."

"Impossible!"

Wang Xiangyu felt his mental power being torn apart, destroying his superpower like peeling silk from a cocoon.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

The sticky and thick tongue stretched out from the Greedy Abyss's giant mouth, wrapped around Wang Xiangyu, and rolled towards the huge meat ball with a diameter of more than ten meters in the distance.

At this time.

Wang Xiangyu finally felt fear.

From the moment the supernatural power began to fail, he gradually realized that his so-called protagonist halo also became dim.

"Chief Daddy!!"

"I want to play, I want to play too!!"

Ling looked at the scene of the battle in front of him, and he was very excited. He begged Yang Feng to give him a chance to "play".

"Okay."

"Su Manman, put him down."

Yang Feng rubbed Ling's head, and then showed a cruel smile: "My son, I want to play with him."

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