I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 665 665. Demonization

The tail root of dragons is covered with dense neurons, which are hundreds of times more sensitive than other points.

It was the first time that Xia Feng was humiliated like this. The strong stimulation made him subconsciously resist fiercely, and he struggled wildly like a cat in danger.

This is a unique conditioned reflex of the dragon's body. After a moment of stagnation, the activity of neurons caused his whole body to riot abnormally, and his dark eyes were vaguely stained with a sadistic red, indicating a murderous intent.

There are even wisps of pale lines spreading around the corners of the eyes, exuding an ancient aura of divinity.

Mu Qingtong's golden eyes shrank slightly, and she was a little surprised to see Mr.

That was the suppression from the bloodline of the Pale Dragon God!

The blood is resisting unyieldingly!

Her golden eyes were slightly cold, and she controlled the hand of the clone, clenching Mr. Xia's dragon tail harder.

"Roar——!" Xia Feng subconsciously opened his throat, raised his neck and let out an inhuman roar, and the flowing pale light in the corners of his eyes became more and more ferocious.

This is independent resistance from the bloodline personality.

As a 'divine heir' with the bloodline of the Pale Dragon God, it was like blasphemy for him to be touched by a race with low-level bloodline.

My whole body is resisting! The blood hates and rejects the silver-haired witch from the bottom of his heart!

The right hand that broke away grabbed the silver-haired witch in front of her by the neck.

"Buzz——!" The pale divine air surged out instantly, forming one wave after another of violent air currents. The ancient white lines at the corners of Xia Feng's eyes began to wind downwards, and his black hair stood upright in the golden light. And rise.

Xia Feng found that his physical fitness at this moment was unprecedentedly strong, and his whole body was filled with a sense of explosive power.

Behind him, the Yuanhei dragon's tail, which was about fifteen centimeters long and had not yet been completely formed, swung rapidly from side to side. The rough dragon scales covering the tail body had strange and ancient patterns, and there was a faint mysterious black light.

This seems to be dragon transformation?

But it doesn't seem right. His pale bloodline requires a large amount of Dragon Cultivation Fruit to have the power of dragon transformation that only Dragonborn can have.

The current situation is more like an extremely incomplete version of the signs of dragon transformation. It has no other effect except making him stronger and more powerful.

"bluff."

With a cold voice, the silver-haired witch easily opened the palm of his right hand that was holding his neck, and pressed it onto the sofa behind him.

On the left hand, the witch's clone grasped the wrist, pulled it up, and clicked the button on the back.

His waist and abdomen, which were flashing with streaks, were also forced to stand up high, and his gradually narrow and vertical black pupils flashed with scarlet fury.

Mu Qingtong raised her beautiful eyes lightly, facing his angry gaze, and at the same time stretched out her shiny fingertips to press on Mr. Xia's angry lifeline.

I have to say that the contrast in Mr. Xia's appearance at this moment is really interesting.

He was clearly struggling with anger, but his body honestly exposed all his dirty thoughts.

Human desire also represents the evil of human nature, which is often the easiest to control.

"Struggle, annoyance, anger, humiliation, and disgust." The silver-haired witch narrowed her condescending beautiful eyes and said coldly, "Mr. Xia, I can feel that your body seems to be rejecting and disgusting me?"

Xia Feng knew in his heart that this was probably because the Dragon God bloodline was rejecting Miss Mu, but at this moment he was too lazy to explain. He just said coldly: "Miss Mu, I did what you asked, so you should talk about the destiny stone. "

Facing Mr. Xia's disdain once again, Mu Qingtong could no longer suppress the dark and cold fire in his eyes.

She hugged Xia Feng's waist and lifted him up a little distance.

Xia Feng's black pupils immediately dilated a bit, and the dragon's tail froze.

The graceful curves of the silver-haired woman behind him slowly touched her back.

"Relax." The clone's cold and soft comforting voice sounded in his ears, but Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly, making him even more nervous.

Cool and soft fingertips slid across the dragon's scales, making his throat stagnate, his face uncontrollably hot and unusually hot, and a low growl with unknown meaning rang out from his throat.

"Remember what I said, Mr. Xia, fear is the root of all things. With fear, all things can continue to evolve over the course of hundreds of millions of years."

There was a faint voice in his ears, "And the power of the fourth rule of the Destiny Stone is fear - [Destiny·Fear]."

The silver-haired clone was sitting on the sofa, her long legs slightly spread, and her cold little face was calm.

Jin Tong and the main body in front of her looked at each other calmly. With the help of the main body slowly leaning forward and pushing, the base of her and the main body's ears were faintly red.

The misty voice continued, "Given the emotion of fear, any non-living things will have equal opportunities to evolve with humans, give birth to spiritual intelligence, and evolve to survive. They will only survive in the instinct of fear of death. , fast and powerful!”

Listening to the clone's narration, Xia Feng roughly understood that, simply put, the power of this fourth rule can 'lighten all things'!

No wonder when he fought with him just now, the clothes on his body, the air around him, and the breathless bone dragon all seemed to come to life, and they had powerful powers that Mu Qingtong could use.

If this is the case, this ability is a bit unbelievable!

"Unfortunately, the rules of fear are not perfect now, and it is impossible to truly keep these non-living things alive, let alone let them grow and evolve rapidly and build an army."

In his ears, the silver-haired witch sighed quietly.

army? Xia Feng seemed to have thought of something, his scalp was numb, and he asked hoarsely: "What do you call this enlightenment ability?"

"Demonization."

".!" Xia Feng's breath was stagnant, and just as he was about to continue asking something, his waist and abdomen that had been lowered suddenly curved up again, and the extremely humiliating anger could no longer be suppressed, and rushed straight to his head,

"Miss Mu—just wait a moment!"

"What are you waiting for?" Mu Qingtong and her clone pressed each other's white shoulders, attacking from the front and back, and asked Mr. Xia in unison.

Xia Feng opened his mouth, his black pupils suddenly shrank into frightened stars, and he felt suffocated, crazy, and his rational nerves were like demons in a colorful nightclub, dancing and twitching wildly.

The strings of his thoughts were broken, and Xia Feng's mind was in a daze. The silver-haired witch leaned over and approached him. She looked cold and calm, but in his eyes, she was like an evil demon, which was terrifying.

"Hmm~" His hands were locked behind his back, and he tried to shake his head to avoid it, but he couldn't avoid the silver-haired witch's red lips falling on him. His earlobes were also pressed against the witch's nose behind him. Xia Feng still couldn't hear the commanding cold whisper.

He only felt like a small boat in a dangerous sea, rising and falling uncontrollably with the heavy rain and waves.

Above was the doomsday rainstorm, and below was the abyss of the sea.

The lips and throat that were calling for help also fell silent in the rainstorm, and the hands that were used to paddle were also handcuffed and raised to the sky.

Between suffocation and confusion, they could only wait quietly in fear for the distant clear sky.

Time flowed slowly.

A cold ding-dong sounded faintly in his ears, like the ethereal sound of fairy music coming from the horizon, and like the soft and charming words coming from hell, "He~~ Mr. Xia, do you feel the fear~?"

"!"

The consciousness that had sunk into darkness suddenly woke up!

"Mu Qingtong! You wait for me!!" Xia Feng's eyes were red, and he looked into the extremely shallow golden eyes, and uttered an unclear oath in his throat, "Don't find me! Later [——] your chance!!"

At the same time, he sensed that the amount of mental power could finally use the same frequency pendant!