I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 541 541. Ice God's Remains, Pseudo-S Grade

"I'm curious, why are you so obsessed with the divine half-dragon man?" Xia Feng was puzzled.

The blond man looked down and said indifferently: "This is not something a servant should know."

"You have three seconds left to think about it." He knocked his knuckles on the armrest, with strange and majestic pupils.

Xia Feng held his forehead and sighed helplessly: "Are all the people in the Ye Li family so stupid? Still have three seconds to think about it? I'm testing your mother."

Xia Feng hooked his fingers, "If you want to fight, just do it quickly, don't talk nonsense."

"." The blond man's pupils showed a faint murderous intent.

Spiritual clothes cannot be used here, and it is really uncertain who will win and who will lose. Xia Feng was ready, just when he thought Ye Likong was going to make a move.

Ye Likong was silent for a moment, frowned and said: "It seems that you don't understand your current situation."

"."

No, I understand my situation very well, it's either you die or I live!

Xia Feng was complaining in his heart, but from Ye Likong's attitude, he quickly judged that this guy really wanted to contract him, a divine half-dragon, and he thought it would be of great use.

Could it be that he was also coveting my dragon blood like Jiang Qiu'e?

While Xia Feng was thinking, Ye Likong glanced at Mo Zixin beside him.

Mo Zixin understood and snapped his fingers.

"Da——" The ground in the middle of the first floor hall quietly became transparent.

Xia Feng looked down and could see the ice flow roaring like a doomsday hurricane outside, with very low visibility.

However, as the star wheel gradually sank, after passing through layers of air currents, it could be vaguely seen that there was actually a large piece of land made of light blue ice below.

The ice land was vast and boundless, with no end in sight.

And under the ice, there were scattered pieces of flesh and blood and wreckage frozen.

Xia Feng had sharp eyes and could vaguely see three frozen women's figures a thousand meters below the ice.

The cheeks of Cha Naxue and Jiang Qiu'e were already covered with layers of ice chips, their faces were purple and stiff, and their eyes were half closed, and it was unknown whether they were still awake.

The spirits that were about to be separated from their bodies also had ice chips, and it seemed that the power of the ice layer could still work on the soul.

As for the woman in the nun's robe, she had her back to the ground above, and Xia Feng could not see her condition clearly.

As the ice flow continued to roar and cover the ground, the ice layer became thicker and thicker, and soon it was impossible to see the situation under the ice layer.

"This is the interior of the [Legendary God Relics·Ice God's Remains]."

Mo Zixin smiled warmly, watching Xia Feng explain with interest, "Little dragon, do you know what a legendary god relic is? This is a terrible place that can kill even the Venerable. It is a waste of talent to use it against you."

He paused and continued to explain: "All living beings who enter this place cannot operate spirit particles or use spirit clothes. If there are no corresponding protective measures, they will be forcibly dragged and sealed into the ice layer.

Now the two saints under the ice layer, oh, and a poor elemental nun, their bodies, souls, and minds will be gradually frozen and unable to think. Unable to call for help until the biting cold containing the will of the Ice God kills their consciousness and annihilates their souls! "

"Ha~ By then, they will die silently in this desolate place, and no one will know. What a sad ending."

Mo Zixin sighed with emotion, "It's a pity that these three beautiful specimens cannot be taken out, otherwise they will definitely become works of art handed down from generation to generation, and they will definitely have a good price if sold to those old immortals in the first district. It's a pity."

"So the little dragon." Mo Zixin changed the subject and smiled, "You probably don't want to become a work of art like them, right?"

Listening to this guy's chatter, Xia Feng roughly understood.

Slaving him, a divine half-dragon, is only Ye Likong's secondary purpose. The main purpose is actually to kill the Black Moon Saint.

But there is obviously no deep hatred, why assassinate the two Black Moon Saints?

Xia Feng soon understood that this might be related to the changes in the Black Moon Court. Someone didn't want the Black Moon Saint to return to the court, and didn't even want the two saints to live!

"Dong Dong——"

The blond man tapped the armrest with his knuckles, looking down calmly, "I have explained so much to you, which is my greatest kindness to you."

"So, whether to submit to me or to be buried with the two saints, make a choice——"

"I choose your mother." Having already found out the information, Xia Feng was too lazy to care about it. While smiling and speaking politely, he punched the tight hoop on the ground twice, bang——

The golden light circle was directly shattered by his extreme fist.

Xia Feng unfolded the fire wings of the Vermillion Bird Magic Armor, and as the flame wings flapped, his figure rushed straight to the second floor like a red ghost.

The blond man leaned back on the sofa, did not move, but sighed: "You really don't know how to live or die."

"Da——" Mo Zixin snapped his fingers again.

The light blue film covering the star wheel dissipated instantly, and the violent ice flow outside rushed towards Xia Feng like a wild horse, and Xia Feng was blown out of the cabin by the terrifying drag force.

Xia Feng did not resist, and took advantage of the wind flow to dive towards the ice layer.

He was very clear in his mind that it would be difficult for him to deal with the three people on the second floor alone.

So the first goal was to rescue the three women under the ice.

And he didn't know what Mu Qingtong was like.

Although he had confidence in Mu Qingtong, he was still afraid that something might happen to Miss Mu when he saw Miss Mu motionless in a quick glance just now.

"Bang--!!"

Xia Feng crashed into the ice layer with a rumble like a meteor.

At the same time, on the star wheel.

"Tsk tsk, I finally met a divine half-dragon with a high bloodline status, but he's going to die again."

Mo Zixin glanced at Ye Likong and chuckled, "It seems that Ye Lidongjun's holy liberation ceremony will be delayed again."

The blond man shook his head and said in a low voice: "Dongjun's holy liberation ceremony does require the enslavement of three dragon king-level divine half-dragons, but if they cannot be enslaved, killing six dragon kings can still complete the holy liberation."

"Oh?" Mo Zixin's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said, "It seems that the intelligence network of my Mo family is still not comprehensive enough. "

As he spoke, he looked down at the ice layer that he could vaguely see below, and nodded thoughtfully, "It seems that even if this ignorant ant dies, it is still somewhat useful."

Olivia listened to the conversation between the two, and her scarlet eyes narrowed slightly:

"Golden Hair, I heard that if Ye Lidongjun's spiritual weapon is successfully solved, it can be promoted to pseudo-S-level. Is this true or false?"

The so-called pseudo-S-level refers to some A-level spiritual weapons that have some characteristics of S-level spiritual weapons through the holy solution, making them more powerful than regular A-level holy solutions, and their functions are close to S-level spiritual weapons.

The blond man did not care about Olivia's rude address, but just nodded and said nothing more, closed his eyes again, and quietly waited for the death of the stupid half-dragon.