I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 629 629. King

The mountain was like the sky, and it seemed like the end of the world.

When Xia Feng looked up, all the surrounding fire and clouds, as well as the vibration of space, suddenly stopped.

The world stopped in time.

There was light coming from the east.

This was the first time that Mu Qingtong entered the photon form. The speed of time in the world was so slow in her eyes.

The space distance of tens of thousands of meters was just a thought, and it came in an instant.

The fragmented and shining photon fluid came to the clouds in an instant, passing through the dense and strange characters.

Surrounding a cluster of Nyarlathotep and Pratoti. After spinning a few times, it passed down again and instantly arrived in front of Mr. Xia.

The wine-red-haired woman was hugged tightly in Mr. Xia's arms, her cold and beautiful face frowned and tense, her cheek buried deep in the man's neck, and her red lips faintly touched Mr. Xia's protruding Adam's apple.

The photon fluid flickered, and after circling around the wine-red-haired woman for several circles, it turned into a graceful spirit body composed of spiritual light, overlapping with the body position of the wine-red-haired woman, and the spirit body leaned forward.

Her ten fingers intertwined with Mr. Xia's fingers, her red lips lowered her Adam's apple, and the spiritual light body also blended into Mr. Xia's body like a soft stream of water.

The feet touched each other, the legs connected to each other, the abdomens stuck to each other, and the chests touched each other.

The soul and body merged into one, perfectly fitting.

Mu Qingtong and Xia Feng both felt the resonance of their bodies, souls, and minds at the same time, and their minds were ethereal for a moment.

Xia Feng had a strange feeling of being reborn back to the mother's womb, as if his whole body was immersed in the warm womb, comfortable and cozy.

At this moment, the thoughts in each other's hearts were open and interconnected.

"Is this the feeling of being wrapped by Miss Mu? It feels good, but compared to just now."

"The primordial Yang has been drained, and the Yin is turbid and dirty. This is... Freya? Heh."

Two thoughts came up at the same time, and Xia Feng's heart suddenly shuddered, and he quickly gathered his thoughts to prevent Miss Mu from continuing to spy on his thoughts.

"But compared to what just now?" Mu Qingtong's cold thoughts came up again.

Buzz————!!

Two mountains smashed the grassland full of gardenias, and the ground sank for thousands of miles, but Ye Lidongjun's wheelchair did not move at all.

Even if Freya was protected by the dragon transformation under this attack, she would probably be seriously injured. But Ye Lidongjun did not feel sorry, this was just a lesson for Leiya.

Women, sometimes they are just cheap, only when they are beaten and scared, they know what it means to obey their husbands, Ye Lidongjun looked at them indifferently.

He was not going to let this cheap woman continue to be willful.

Canaries are always the most beautiful and reassuring only when they are kept in cages.

"Kenshin, go and bring Leia and the bug here."

"Yes." Kenshin nodded respectfully.

But just as she was about to raise her legs, the two towering peaks in the distance suddenly vibrated with a buzzing sound, and the next moment, the mountain body cracked with countless light marks.

"Boom!" The landslide ignited a magnificent flame, burning the sky, and a 300-meter-tall giant suddenly rose from the terrifying sea of ​​fire.

The giant was burning with blood, as if a god crawled out of hell. There was a ghost fire burning in the indifferent black pupils that looked down on the earth, and his eyes seemed to be above the clouds, without any emotion.

In the center of the Titan Giant, the mysterious black-robed man's attire quietly changed, turning into a white ancient robe with nine pale golden dragon patterns carved on it.

The wide sleeves of the robe with intricate gold thread fluttered in the wind, the oval mask on his face was pure white, with only a light golden swastika symbol swirling between his eyebrows. His short black hair was now extended and fluttered, and he looked lazy and noble, like a mysterious king from ancient times.

It was just that the king's robe was white, which was very unusual.

As for why it was this outfit, well, it was purely Mu Qingtong's aesthetics.

As the person who was fused, Xia Feng's outfit after fusion was completely decided by Mu Qingtong.

Fortunately, Mu Qingtong did not turn him into some perverted clothes with very little fabric.

He was still very satisfied with this outfit now.

What made Xia Feng even more satisfied was the rapidly rising terrifying strength and the terrible sense of power that filled his body and could blow up mountains with one punch!

Every time he merged with Miss Mu, his mental power was as vast as the sea, and Xia Feng's heart rose up out of thin air with the pleasure of ruling the world, and then he had a pleasant illusion that he was invincible.

In addition, unlike the previous fusion of the Zhenwu realm.

This time, he and Miss Mu merged for the first time after the Zunyi realm, and the increase in strength was much greater than before.

Although the spiritual pressure after the fusion was still Zunyi, the strength and agility directly reached the Zunyi level, and the amount of spirit particles directly reached the Zunyi Saint realm standard!

These improvements in the overall physical quality are still secondary, mainly because the abilities of the spiritual clothes, spiritual tools, and divine relics on both sides will be able to cooperate perfectly.

Especially Xia Feng has many spiritual tools that require huge mental power, and he has almost endless mental power to support him.

"Buzz————!"

The light wave swept across thousands of miles, and the moment the fusion was completed, Freya, who was lying in Xia Feng's arms, was violently shaken into the sky. A thick red rope sprang out from Xia Feng's palm, quickly tied Freya up in a circle, and hung her in the air.

Freya's eyes widened.

[B·Spirit Protection Rope]

"Mr. Xia, answer me, where is your Yuanyang?" A voice without any emotional fluctuations sounded in Xia Feng's heart.

Xia Feng quickly took back control of his body, untied Freya slightly, and smiled and said: "Yuan Yang? Wasn't it taken away by you, Miss Mu?"

While prevarication, he looked down at the wheelchair youth on the ground.

Ye Lidongjun and Jianxin couldn't help but frown.

Both of them were a little surprised. What was the situation with this mysterious man?

He was obviously only at the first level of the Venerable Realm, but he could survive this attack and even re-constructed a giant-like spiritual garment with even more terrifying pressure.

More than a hundred years ago, Ye Lidongjun had seen a spiritual weapon that could store and seal spiritual garments and release them when needed.

The state of the mysterious man was very similar to the function of this spiritual weapon.

This might be the basis for the other party's confidence.

Do you think you can defeat me with a tricky spiritual weapon? Ye Lidongjun laughed and shook his head.

It's really ridiculous.