books44 Chapter 413 The Power of the Sacred Artifact
Chapter 413 The Power of the Sacred Artifact
Countless black shadows poured out from the ice wall, filling the entire cave like a tide.
Their bodies were twisted, and they made strange "aya aya" sounds. Their featureless faces revealed a creepy greed.
Hu Qing and Gu Yang stood back to back and were soon surrounded by black shadows.
Those slender arms wrapped around me, bringing a strange warmth.
Hu Qing felt as if he had returned to his childhood, lying under the banyan tree on the hill behind the compound, the warm spring breeze caressing his face...
"I'm so sleepy..." Gu Yang's eyelids began to twitch, and the resistance in his hands kept decreasing, finally sliding down and hanging on both sides.
Just as the two were about to fall asleep, Xiao Zi suddenly let out a heart-wrenching howl!
It crouched on the ground in pain, its purple scales standing up, and the spiritual power in its body was being drained away like a dam bursting.
A purple light band visible to the naked eye formed in the air and was madly swallowed by the black shadow.
The scream was like a thunderclap, and Hu Qing and Gu Yang suddenly woke up!
The two were horrified to discover that the spiritual energy in their dantian had long been exhausted, and the black shadows wrapped around their bodies were now sucking the essence of their flesh and blood like leeches.
The skin shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even wrinkles like those of an old man appeared on the back of the hand!
"Get out of here!" Gu Yang roared, forcibly mobilizing his own blood and essence, and punched the black shadow in front of him.
The fist penetrated the black shadow's body, but it was like hitting the air, giving more black shadows the opportunity to wrap around his arms.
Gu Yang was horrified to find that the essence and blood power contained in the punch he threw was directly absorbed by the black shadow!
Hu Qing's situation was equally critical. He tried to use his sword energy, but found that he couldn't even gather a trace of spiritual power at his fingertips.
The most terrifying thing was that the shadows began to penetrate his mouth and nose, giving him a strange feeling of fullness, as if he was about to be "fed".
Xiao Zi's eyes were red and a low dragon roar came from deep in his throat.
It suddenly raised its head, and a dazzling purple light seeped out from the gaps between its scales, and an unprecedented hot dragon breath gushed out!
However, those dark shadows dispersed as lightly as smoke, easily avoiding the flames.
The dragon's breath hit the ice wall, leaving no trace.
The shadows gathered together again, making strange "hehe" laughter, which echoed in the cave like a creepy chorus.
These dark shadows are really too weird.
"Damn it! I hope I won't get killed here today."
Three green sword auras condensed from Hu Qing's fingertips again and swept across.
The sword energy finally cut the surrounding black shadows in half, but the black shadows that were broken into several pieces squirmed like liquid under the horrified gaze of the two people, and recovered to their original state in an instant.
Gu Yang roared angrily and punched the black shadow with all his strength, but his fist went straight through the black shadow's body as if hitting the air, and the black shadow staggered due to excessive force.
"These ghosts have no physical form and are immune to physical damage!"
Hu Qing quickly swallowed a soul-returning pill, and a warm current suddenly surged in his dried-up dantian.
But the next second he realized something was wrong - the dark shadows around him suddenly became agitated and pounced on him like sharks smelling blood!
Spiritual power has a fatal attraction to these dark shadows!
Hu Qing immediately started practicing his skills, locking the recovered spiritual power deep in his dantian.
But there were still traces of spiritual power leaking out uncontrollably and being greedily devoured by the black shadow.
He could clearly feel that for every bit of spiritual power sucked away, a bit of his flesh and blood energy would be lost.
Xiao Zi's situation was even worse. The dragon clan's innate powerful spiritual power became their biggest weakness at this moment. It was like a bright light in the darkness, attracting more and more dark shadows to entangle themselves.
The originally shiny purple scales were turning gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Gu Yang raised his head and swallowed a few soul-returning pills. The pills turned into a torrent of spiritual power after entering his stomach.
But the dark shadows around him had squeezed him so tightly that even breathing became difficult.
Hu Qing barely managed to squeeze out a sliver of space in the gap between the shadows and quickly took off the snow-white scarf around his neck.
"Phantom White Fox!"
The moment the scarf fell to the ground, it turned into a lively white fox, its silver-white fur sparkling in the dark blue ice cave.
Before it could see its surroundings clearly, it was surrounded by a swarm of black shadows.
The white fox raised its fluffy tail in anger, and a hint of human disdain flashed in its eyes.
"Whoosh whoosh—"
Several spiritual light bullets shot out from the tip of the tail and accurately hit the nearest black shadow.
The black shadow that was hit let out a shrill scream, and its body quickly shrank as if it was deflated, and finally turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated.
"It works! Gu Yang!" Hu Qing's eyes gleamed, "They are greedy for spiritual energy, but they will be hurt by spiritual energy-based attacks!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Yang immediately wrapped the spiritual power in his body around his fist.
Golden spiritual power burned on the tip of his fist like a flame, and he punched the black shadow in front of him with a heavy punch.
"Oh!"
A big hole exploded in the chest of the black shadow that was hit, and it let out a scream like a baby crying.
The golden spiritual power at the edge of the wound was like a cancer, constantly corroding the black shadow's body.
The two men and the fox were immediately energized. The white fox nimbly moved between the shadows, continuously shooting out spiritual light bullets from the tip of its tail.
Gu Yang's fists were as fast as the wind, and each strike carried the majestic spiritual power of the Dust-Breaking Stage;
Hu Qing controlled the white fox to attack while resisting the black shadow that was charging towards him.
Xiao Zi also struggled to get up, no longer sparing his spiritual power, and spewed out dense purple fireballs.
The black shadow that was hit melted instantly like snow meeting boiling oil.
Suddenly, shrill screams rang out one after another in the cave.
The black shadows retreated hastily, but still greedily sucked in the fragments of spiritual power escaping from the air. This contradictory instinct made their movements even slower.
By the time Hu Qing and his companions had finally killed all the dark shadows around them, the air was filled with gray particles.
These dark shadows did not seem to disappear after death, but flew back into the ice wall.
Then, black shadows poured out from the cracks in the ice wall like a tide, seemingly endless.
Hu Qing was breathing heavily, the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted, and the soul-restoring pills in the storage ring had long been used up.
Xiao Zi shrank to the size of a baby dragon, his scales lost their luster, and became so fragile that they seemed like they would break at the slightest touch.
Gu Yang suddenly grinned, revealing his bloody teeth: "A Qing, it's up to you."
After saying that, he slammed his palms on his chest, and the twin flower fragments in his body suddenly lit up with a dazzling blood light!
All the spiritual power and essence of blood and flesh in his body rushed towards Hu Qing like a flood.
Gu Yang's body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye he was swallowed up by the swarming black shadows.
"Guyang!"
Hu Qing's eyes were bloodshot, and he felt a vast force surging into his meridians.
Seeing this, Xiao Zi weakly raised his head, let out a long hum, and turned into a ray of purple light that flew into Hu Qing's hand, condensing into a crystal clear Dragon Soul Sword.
The blade had the same patterns as the small purple scales, and a purple gem on the hilt beat like a heart.
"All of you scoundrels who dare not show your faces, get out of here!"
The Dragon Soul Sword swept across, and a crescent-shaped sword energy shot out.
Wherever it passed, the black shadows shattered like paper and let out shrill wails.
A vacuum zone suddenly appeared in the cave, revealing Gu Yang, who was wrapped in a dark shadow.
He was already skin and bones, but he still maintained that resolute smile.
Hu Qing did not dare to delay. The Dragon Soul Sword danced into a curtain of light and rushed towards Gu Yang invincible.
Every time the sword energy cut through a black shadow, it would bring up a cloud of black mist, and those black shadows that were cut off could never be reassembled.
Hu Qing held the Dragon Soul Sword in his hand, and the sword body was emitting purple light, reflecting a hazy halo in the dark ice cave.
He looked around and saw those hideous black shadows huddled at the edge of the ice wall, shivering, no longer as ferocious as before.
A solid black shadow emerged from the ratman's body, twisting like smoke and fog and fleeing back into the depths of the ice wall.
The rat man's body went limp and he fell heavily to the ground, but his chest was still rising and falling and his breathing was steady, obviously he was out of danger.
"This..." Hu Qing carefully helped the emaciated Gu Yang up, and was confused for a moment.
He stroked the Dragon Soul Sword gently: "Xiao Zi, remove it first."
He was worried that continuing to use it would harm Xiao Zi's life source, which would affect his advancement.
With a flash of purple light, the Dragon Soul Sword turned back into Xiao Zi's appearance.
The little guy lay weakly on Hu Qing's shoulder, but his eyes had regained some spirit.
The most puzzling thing is those dark shadows——
He was as ferocious as a hungry wolf just now, but now he was as docile as a sheep, and even dared not look Hu Qing in the eye.
They huddled in the cracks of the ice wall, making slight squeaking sounds, as if they were afraid of something.
Whenever she met Hu Qing's eyes, she would lower her head out of guilt and dare not make a sound.