Chapter 503 The Resentful Spirit

Qin Feng and the others had already passed through the snow-capped mountains and descended to another snow-capped mountain. They looked back and watched the cold bloom, frozen the sky and the earth, and frozen the tree of death, and couldn't help but be amazed.

"That snow mountain must be on the battlefield. Not only does the deceased tribe have not yet dispersed, but the remaining Taoist intentions of the strong snow clan are also left."

Na Wuyi stared at the snow-capped mountain road.

Qin Feng nodded gently, quickly calmed down his blood, and then turned around and walked forward.

Since the Snow Clan and the Dead Clan have fought, even the remaining Dao intention must be immortal, and the Death Tree should not be able to catch up.

Nam Wuyi also withdrew her gaze and continued to move forward. They were cautious and extremely vigilant.

At this moment, they already understood that the forbidden area of ​​the Snow Clan was the battlefield of the two tribes, full of crises, and no one knew where there was still the remnants of the Daoyi, and suddenly broke out.

Moreover, Qin Feng has already sacrificed a lot of blood intentions. If he encounters such an encounter as the Death Tree again, I wonder if he can still deal with it. Even if he can, how much blood intention will he consume?

He didn't want to have exhausted it before he found Ye Shen.

Suddenly, the two stopped and an unparalleled vigilance appeared on their faces, because they all suddenly felt a ray of uneasiness.

People who practice practice are extremely sensitive to perceptions. Even if they cannot predict the future, they can still perceive one or two when there is real danger.

What's more, under this forbidden area of ​​the Snow Clan, even the smallest danger can be felt.

“There are tombstones.”

The two looked forward and saw many tombstones condensed by ice and snow on the snowy mountain, with no handwriting on them. I don’t know if it was not left or it was covered with ice and snow.

The tombstones and snow-capped mountains are integrated, but they are very unique. At a glance, you can feel the deep sadness from it, as if you can remind people of the heroic spirit of the last battle in front of them, which makes people sad and remember them.

This feeling is very wonderful, and it seems to affect a person's mood. Once a sad mood arises, it will intensify uncontrollably and eventually turn into negative emotions, causing the mind to lose its mind and dissipate its will.

The two of them trembled violently, quickly withdrew their gazes, and they didn't dare to look at them. There was fear flashing in their eyes and their hearts were palpitations.

"Since the Snow Clan is hiding here, then these tombstones must not be left by the dead clan, but if they were cast by the Snow Clan, why does it have such a terrifying aura?"

Namoyi said in a terrified voice.

"Could these tombstones mean to shock this snowy land, and there are still the remaining Taoist intentions of the dead people below?"

Namoyi guessed and stared at him again.

Qin Feng also held his mind and looked at it again.

Sure enough, this time they saw some mysterious powers, with a faint dark light flashing, as if they were hitting the tombstones, and they had vaguely broken through a lot, as if they could break open the tombstones at any time.

The feeling of heart-pounding uneasy crisis emanates from it, and as we approach, the uneasiness becomes stronger and stronger.

"The battlefield here is obviously more tragic than before. Even if there is a possibility that the dead clan is still there, the Snow clan will erect tombstones to seal the town."

Namoyi looked solemn.

"No matter what is below, since the snow clan tombstone is sealed, it will be difficult to come out and cause trouble. We will leave quickly."

Qin Feng said.

He doesn't care what kind of battle the Snow Clan and the Dead Clan have, and what's underneath, as long as it doesn't affect him.

They moved forward carefully, trying their best to control their breath without overflowing the slightest wave, and did not affect the tombstones, but just as they were about to pass.

"Click."

A faint crack sound suddenly sounded, and the two of them saw in horror that the tombstone next to them suddenly came out of the cracks. A small crack appeared from the bottom of the tombstone, and then spread rapidly. In just a moment, it covered the entire tombstone like a spider web.

The dark light seemed to be out of no way and continued to overflow.

What shocked Qin Feng and the others the most was that the dark lights continued to condense, and it seemed like a deceased shadow was about to condense.

The phantom became more and more solid.

"Bang."

Suddenly, the tombstone was broken and the snow cracked. A pair of terrifying hands rushed towards Qin Feng and the others. Then, a resentful spirit flew out from the snow and rushed towards him.

"Go away!"

Qin Feng did not dare to delay, and immediately rushed to the extreme speed, like a gust of wind, to pass through the tombstone group, however.

Click.

Bang bang bang.

The continuous cracks and breaking sounds continued to resound, and the tombstones quickly cracked and then broke, and the snow continued to crack, and countless dark lights appeared quickly, circling the world and filling the entire snow.

Finally, countless phantoms of resentful spirits blocked the sky and the earth, surrounding Qin Feng and Nan Wuyi layer by layer.

The two of them looked so serious that they were completely alert, but they still had the terrifying intention of resentful spirits to break through their eyes and invade their souls, making their bodies tremble and their faces look ferocious.

"Divine Claws!"

Namoyi was willing to burst out with force at all costs, intending to break through a path.

"cut!"

Qin Feng didn't care whether to consume or not, and quickly awakened the God-Slaying Sword. The moment the blue sword rainbow slashed out, it immediately turned into a sword rain vortex. Following the God-Shattering Claws, it devoured countless faint lights, and even swallowed several resentful spirits, breaking through a path.

"Walk!"

The two of them quickly flew away, but at this moment, the feeling of uneasiness in their hearts was extremely intense, which made them instinctively stop speed, and they saw countless faint lights suddenly appear in front of them, drowning them like a tide, quickly eroding their souls and wills.

The two of them were stunned for a moment and retreated in fear.

Countless resentful spirits stretched out their hands and swept them all over, landing in that area. With the shocking roar, Qin Feng and the others staggered backwards, spitting blood out of their mouths.

The broken god claws were broken on the spot. If it weren't for the extraordinary power of the sword rain vortex, swallowing and shattering the palms of many resentful spirits, I'm afraid that this impact would not have been as simple as shaking them back and vomiting blood.

Even so, the two of them looked extremely solemn.

Na Wuyi was already injured, and she burst out continuously, with little power left, and she was under such a strong impact. She was at the end of her strength.

Although Qin Feng still retained nearly half of his blood, he stared at the dense crowd of resentful spirits and his expression was so serious that it was pale.

These resentful spirits are very strong. If he had unlimited blood, he would not be afraid, but now, he was not sure that he could break through.

"Boom!"

Just when Qin Feng was solemn, the resentful spirits rushed towards them again, and countless faint lights turned into giant hands, stacking them up, as if countless heavens were constantly collapsing and falling, and were about to crush the world.

The majestic power made Qin Feng look pale. He frantically sacrificed his blood, awakened the sword to the extreme, and at the same time his eyebrows were opened, and his blood pupils flew out, rolling up the storm of the world and soaring into the sky.

boom!

The violent collision shocked the snow-capped mountains and collapsed. The intent of the God-Slaying Sword Echoed the power of the Pupil Ancestor, constantly destroying the giant hand, but there were too many resentful spirits and endless dark light. The giant hand seemed to be inexhaustible, destroyed and reborn, and finally blocked Qin Feng's killing.

Then suppress it bit by bit and shattered with a bang.

The terrifying power continued to fall. After Qin Feng burst into several consecutive killings, his blood spirit almost dried up, his sword power became weaker and weaker, and he finally found it difficult to awaken.

Even the eyebrows gradually close, and it is difficult to explode any more.

All the vengeful spirits rushed over and wanted to bury this space.

Qin Feng fell weakly, looking at the broken sword intent with a pale face, with despair and unwillingness on his face.

After all, it is limited to fighting with strength. Is it going to be destroyed in this forbidden area of ​​the Snow Clan?

He still has too many regrets.

The master was not found, the final answer was not found, and Chu Yuner's fantasy of survival was not confirmed, and she did not save her disciples.
Chapter completed!