Chapter 410 410. Evil Dragon, I accept your challenge
Dragon God.
Is this the so-called god behind Mr. Xia?
The woman in black skirt stood under the sacred golden steps. Looking up, the tall god had the dangerous vertical pupils of a snake, cold and majestic.
Mu Qingtong could feel that the power of this dragon god was probably beyond the scope of the twelve main star gods, and his mental power alone was enough to rival her.
but.
Before entering the sealed place, Mr. Xia repeatedly warned her that this god had committed heinous crimes and was very terrifying. Now he was sealed here in order to atone for his sins, but he was still powerful and was not a being that she could provoke. .
Mu Qingtong could only say that it was really ridiculous.
No matter what the reason is, it is ridiculous to be willing to stay here for tens of thousands of years despite having such great strength.
Are the weak and ignorant gods who have compromised the world like this also qualified to be surrendered by Mr. Xia?
Mr. Xia is really self-destructive!
Mr. Xia obviously needs saving.
She doesn't mind helping Mr. Xia when necessary, so that Mr. Xia can understand the true meaning of being strong and break away from the shackles of the evil god.
Compared to the gods, she is weak now, this is an indisputable fact.
But she is not without a back-up plan.
Even if she was punished by God, she still had the means to survive.
However, what surprised Mu Qingtong was that after the divine woman's eyes met hers, she did not issue the so-called divine punishment, and there was no trace of murderous intention in her vertical pupils.
He just stared at her, his narrow, pale pupils like the endless ice surface, cold and indifferent.
It was the same look as hers, containing the same thoughts. Obviously, hidden deep in the vertical pupils of this divine woman was not only arrogance, but also delusion.
——An ignorant delusion to try to gain Mr. Xia’s admiration and surrender and become the object of Mr. Xia’s worship!
This is obviously a challenge.
For just one second, although no words were spoken, and neither party showed the slightest hint of murderous intent, Mu Qingtong clearly felt the challenge of the evil dragon from the pale vertical pupils as deep as the abyss.
The arrogant challenge launched to her and Mr. Xia completely surrendered.
——Evil Dragon, I accept your challenge.
Xia Feng: "."
The atmosphere was strangely dead, and the chaotic thoughts in Xia Feng's mind exploded like a nuclear explosion. He felt like he was going to die, and his heart beat uncontrollably and jumped out of the afterimage.
But after his brain sluggished for a moment, he Not daring to delay, he directly grabbed Teacher Fu and pressed Miss Mu's shoulders at the same time,
"Lord Dragon God, I will come to you later."
After saying quickly, With a slight thought, he exited the evil dragon space. To his surprise, he actually succeeded? !
Miss Evil Dragon did not block the space to prevent him from leaving.
Xia Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that his face was quite high.
Boom - Dao Kui was thrown out by Miss Xielong shortly after, and fell to the ground despite the space, still unconscious.
Xia Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, raised his eyes and looked at the woman in the black skirt, helplessly, "Miss Mu, is this what you said that you will not breach the contract?"
"I did not breach the contract."
Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes were faint, "I promised you that I would seal the soul, but I didn't promise that you would not use spiritual weapons to break the seal."
Xia Feng: "!"
Play word games with me, right? Xia Feng was convinced, but still a little confused, "Can your spiritual weapon do such a thing?"
"Just enough mental power."
".!!"
Forget it, Xia Feng is too lazy to worry about this matter anymore, as long as the result is safe.
Thinking of this, he smiled arrogantly: "Miss Mu! You should thank me. If Lord Dragon God hadn't let you go for my sake, you wouldn't have known how you died."
Ha~ Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes and stared at the man in front of her quietly.
"." Xia Feng felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, "What are you doing, looking at me like this."
"Mr. Xia, you are usually raped on that throne. Violation?" Mu Qingtong asked calmly.
"." Xia Feng raised his eyebrows lightly, his black pupils and the beautiful golden eyes in front of him looked at each other quietly,
After a while, the corners of his lips raised, "Miss Mu, something doesn't seem right with you."
The woman in the black dress frowned slightly, and just as she was about to say something, Xia Feng raised her hand and lifted her delicate chin , his black eyes stared at her very closely, with a wild smile, "If you have to risk death to do such a thing, why, Miss Mu will not really fall in love with me, right?"
Love, how ridiculous words. Mu Qingtong's golden eyes were pale, and she raised her cold little face: "Don't have such wishful thinking, Mr. Xia. Let me emphasize again that our relationship is purely physical. I only have possessiveness and desire to conquer you."
"As for meeting you, See that evil god." The woman in the black skirt slapped Xia Feng's hand away, then pinched Xia Feng's chin and turned it left and right, "It's just because she touched my things, so I went to warn her."
"Warning?" Xia Feng twitched the corner of his lips and sneered, "You ran away in despair, who warned whom?"
"Mr. Xia, you forcibly brought me out." Mu Qingtong's face was expressionless.
“Oh, really?” If you just run away, the result will be the same."
Mu Qingtong didn't feel very angry when he heard Mr. Xia's sarcastic words.
Because her current strength is really good, this is an indisputable fact.
Being beaten by that evil god is inevitable.
But temporary victory or defeat doesn't mean anything. Even if the evil god finally chooses to kill her, it will be a result she has been prepared to bear.
The worst possible outcome is to use the final trump card.
She can lose everything but her dignity as a strong person.
"Look, look, are you running out of things to say?" A sneer sounded from the man's mouth, and his black eyes were full of ridicule and pride, "Admit it, Miss Mu, you are not as good as Miss Evil Dragon ! ”
“.” Mu Qingtong’s beautiful eyes were calm, but her golden lake-like pupils gradually darkened, and there was an undercurrent surging at the bottom of the lake.
She is not angry.
Really, she wasn't angry at all.
Strong people are not defined by time, and temporary victory or defeat means nothing.
"Cooking, just practice more - um - um -"
Before Xia Feng could finish his words, he was directly blocked by the red lips of the woman in black skirt, Mu Mu The young lady's movements were a bit rough, her warm breaths mingled, and when her noses hit each other, Xia Feng felt her lips hurt.
In the center of the deserted battlefield, silver hair danced in the wind.
Wisps of silver strands slapped on Xia Feng's face, sticking to their thin lips. Xia Feng was angered by the kiss and began to fight back!
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I don’t know how much time passed, but Mu Qingtong and Xia Feng let go of each other while breathing. Their black pupils and golden eyes looked at each other in silence. They didn’t know why they suddenly started to compare. When it comes to kissing skills, I just want to compete.
Xia Feng put his arm around the waist of the woman in black dress and raised his eyebrows: "Miss Mu, let me ask you one last time, do you like me?"
Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes were pale, as always: "I don't like it."
How stubborn.
Xia Feng let go of her waist: "Tsk, forget it, if you don't like it, you don't like it."
"Business matters." As he said that, he walked towards the center of the angel cage. .
The withered giant flower in the center hangs down its rotten branches. Under the brown and black soil, in addition to the dense interlaced root system, there are also golden water droplets that look like stars.
"Are these the Origin Water and Origin Flower?" Xia Feng stood still, rubbed his chin and observed the giant flower for a moment, then stretched out his hand.
The giant flower was surrounded by a transparent glass cover. As Xia Feng's fingertips touched it, mysterious silver patterns appeared on the glass. [Relics of the Gods·Angel's Cage]
[Function 1: Inject spiritual seeds. After the amount of spiritual seeds reaches the standard, a defensive network can be generated. It can resist the continuous attacks of the Venerable Realm for a certain period of time. The defense effect depends on the strength of the opponent's attack. After the defense is broken, it will enter a damaged state - unusable and can be repaired by itself in 30 days]
[Function 2: Now Alien planes/spiritual attacks/time and space turbulence under the world will not be able to pass through the Angel Cage, but if it is in a damaged state, it cannot be used. 】
[Function 3: In the Angel's Cage, you can consume souls to create 1~2 'Angel's Cage Alien Plane', which exist in the form of a glass cover. The target can be included in the alien plane by covering it within the range. 】
[Coverage: Depends on the amount of spiritual energy injected]
Sensing the information, Xia Feng looked at the glass cover in front of him again. Inside this thing is He Sheng. Riding on an alien plane similar to space.
For the alien plane, virtualization and the four-image array will not work well, and the Paladin space cannot connect to this alien plane.
So now how to open this thing is a problem.
Many relics of gods do not have a mechanism to identify their owners, and whoever gets them can use them.
This is the case with the Angel Cage. Only when the amount of spiritual energy injected into it is consumed, will this thing automatically lose its function and return to its original state.
Of course, if it is broken by force, it can be restored to its original state, but Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong combined do not have this strength.
According to the information, if you want to break through this angel's cage, you have to attack with all your strength from the fifth realm.
The so-called respect for the five realms refers to the venerable person who condenses the five fruition levels. Of course, even if there are five fruition positions, it does not mean that this person will definitely be able to use five A-level spiritual clothes.
Only when you become an immortal, the first source fruit position condensed needs to be an A-level spiritual garment. When the next four fruit positions are condensed, they can only be a B-level spiritual garment, but a C-level spiritual garment is not acceptable. The structure of the spirit substructure of the C-level spiritual clothing is too fragile, making it difficult to condense the fruition position.
In addition, the condensed fruit position can greatly enhance the effect of the spiritual clothing, thereby increasing the spiritual master's combat power!
So even if you are lucky enough to gather a C-level fruit status, the enhanced C-level spiritual clothes will be very poor, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
Therefore, most sages will choose to condense B-level fruition status.
After all, the further the fruit status goes, the harder it is to condense it. The risk of continuing to condense the A-level fruit status is several times greater than when you become a deity.
For spiritual masters, condensing B-level is the most efficient and safe way.
And the most important point is that it takes a lot of time just to learn the third A-level spiritual clothing. Unless they are some peerless geniuses, few spiritual masters can afford this time.
For this reason, the strength among the venerables is also uneven. [Zun Ji] is just to simply divide the several fruit positions that have been condensed for easy expression. It does not necessarily mean that the venerables will be more respected than the four realms. sharp.
For example, if the four fruition positions of the Four Realms are all A-level, but there is only one A-level fruition of the Five Realms, then the Five Realms may not really have much chance of winning.
Of course, this is an extreme situation. It is extremely difficult to achieve all A-level achievements.
At present, it seems that the Angel's Cage cannot be broken through force, so we can only wait.
However, after careful observation by Xia Feng, there were a total of 66 golden water droplets flowing in the soil.
66 drops of origin water!
is an auspicious number.
"Mr. Xia, what do you want with this origin water?" Mu Qingtong quietly came to the glass cover and asked doubtfully.
Xia Feng smiled slightly: "Guess."
Mu Qingtong glanced at him, thoughtfully: "It seems that it has something to do with dealing with me?"
According to Mr. Xia's character, Anything that can be shown off will definitely be shown off to her, the kind of output that is close to the face.
But if the purpose of something is deliberately concealed, then it is most likely a secret method related to the outcome of the duel.
Xia Feng didn’t expect Miss Mu to be so sharp, but it didn’t matter. No matter how the evil witch guessed, she couldn’t guess that it was related to Miss Evil Dragon.
"Forget it, you go to the military area to finish the work first." Mu Qingtong was not prepared to argue with Mr. I have to say, Miss Mu, you are really broad-minded and kind-hearted." Xia Feng gave a thumbs up and praised sincerely.
"Hurry up, stop talking nonsense."
"Okay."
Xia Feng used the sword and the Four Elephant Formation to leave the Angel Cage and enter the military zone.
The riot in the military zone was coming to an end. With more than a dozen battle lines defeated, the Half-Dragon Legion won with a crushing advantage, and all the remaining sergeants began to flee.
Xia Feng wore a K-mask and took advantage of the chaos to search for treasures in major weapons depots, level 3 spiritual material depots, level 4 spiritual material depots, level 5 spiritual material depots, confidential archives and other places.
Everything that he felt was of some use was included in his ten spaces, leaving no trace of property for Dongsheng Fortress.
While looting, he released the Shadow of Blood to wash the ground, completely destroying the entire military zone. At the same time, he also injured dozens of violent and demented half-dragons before returning. core area.
The whole show needs to be done. After all, the half-dragon army just took this opportunity to suddenly organize a riot, and it has nothing to do with his K-faced people
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St. Royce.
Temple of the Holy Spirit.
Kenshin slowly pushed the young man in the wheelchair out of the tree-lined path, and his vision suddenly widened. The towering gate of the Holy Spirit Temple stood like the divine gate of heaven, standing in the world.
In the sacred square in front of the palace gate, many people have already come.
A statue of the god holding a holy sword stands in the center of the square.
In front of the statue, there was a group of priests wearing black gold robes and hanging black moon pendants around their necks. About twenty people were prostrate under the statue, chanting something together.
At the front of the priests stood two men and one woman.
The woman is wearing a simple and elegant green dress, with her hair tied up in a green hairpin. Xia Feng will definitely recognize her here. This person is the one with a fox tail who can be resurrected after being cut off, one of the saints of the Black Moon Holy See. Jiang Qiu'e.
The blond young man standing respectfully behind Jiang Qiu'e is the guarantor of the Prison Temple and Jiang Qiu'e's apprentice.
In front of the two masters and disciples was an old man wearing a crimson priest's robe and a hood. The old man put his hand on his chest, with the black moon between his old wrinkled brows, and he saluted and looked up at the towering statues of the Three Saints.
Although he has never met, Ye Lidongjun recognizes this old man.
——The cardinal of the Black Moon Holy See, O'Brien, is a second-level master.
In addition to the Black Moon Church, behind the fountain pool, a dozen men and women of the Plantagenet family stood respectfully behind an old man.
They all gathered here to surround and kill Sirius.
But the square was very quiet, everyone was silent, waiting quietly for the door of the Holy Spirit Temple to open.
It has been many days since Tian Yuan entered the Holy Spirit Temple to meet with the Holy Empress, but he has not yet come out. Everyone has been summoned here, but they don’t know how to surround Sirius and how to accurately locate it.
We can only wait here.
"Buzz——"
There was a sudden, soft sound. It was not that the palace door had opened, but that it was just above the fountain in the Holy Spirit Square. In the light of the moonlight, there was a faint sound. A human figure with huge snow wings appeared.
The clear moonlight condensed his tall figure. He was a handsome man with a golden wing mark on his eyebrows. He closed his eyes and put his hands in the air.
Seeing this person coming, Ye Lidongjun could not help but narrow his eyes slightly.
The third goalpost·Disciples of the Angel Legion.
[Angel Right Wing·Eufele]
——Sage.
(End of this chapter)