Chapter 686: Prisoner
If it weren't for this mysterious force that suddenly appeared.
Xia Feng was planning to disguise himself as Anji's Holy Priest and allow himself to be captured, then go into the tower alone to look for an opportunity.
After all, he can be resurrected, and he has a space bracelet on him that can teleport directly to Miss Mu, so it is safest to enter the tower alone.
Let the three women coordinate outside the tower and respond according to circumstances.
But now, a third unknown force has emerged.
He changed his plan temporarily.
The mysterious force seemed to be well prepared. Although the siege lasted for six hours, the spies inside Black Moon successfully opened the defensive barrier from the inside. The outer city fell in an instant and the entire city was engulfed in flames.
Five hours later, the first line of defense of the main court area was also breached by the mysterious force.
It was also at this time that a cardinal finally appeared in the Tower of Babel, leading a large group of knights to the front line to reinforce.
"The main court area has six layers of defense, each one stronger than the last. Although it's difficult to attack, without the help of Saint Realm experts, the remaining five layers of defense won't last long."
While Cha Naixue was speaking, Xia Feng seemed to have sensed something and opened his deconstruction eye to look towards the north.
Eleven hours later, it was already around four in the afternoon. The northern buildings, which should have been bright, were suddenly covered by a huge shadow, which moved rapidly towards the Tower of Babel.
The Tower of Babel was shrouded in darkness. Three Burning Angel disciples stepped out from the shadows. Two of them were at the Four Greatest Levels, and one was at the Saint Level. Their terrifying aura burst out and they began to attack the Tower of Babel.
Xia Feng quickly understood the intentions of these Burning Angel disciples.
"I guess they realized that the Holy Priest Moro was tied up and came to take advantage of the situation."
It has to be said that in the past, it would have been a pipe dream for Fentian and his apostles and the unknown forces from the outside world to capture the Black Moon Headquarters.
But now, the Pope is missing, one of the three holy priests has defected, one has been imprisoned, and the remaining one is probably restricted in his movements in preparation for the sacrifice ceremony. All the top combat forces are gone.
As for the three saints who were given the authority to form various formations, two of them were thinking about how to save the holy pastor, and the remaining Olivia was also missing.
Even in such a crisis situation, Babel only sent a cardinal to the front line to take charge of the situation.
It can be seen that the Holy Pastor Moro really cannot send more troops to resist the siege of the mysterious forces.
Holy Pastor Moro is probably also racing against time.
While thinking, Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong looked at the woman in the green dress together. The woman in the green dress looked a little nervous. She felt that the two people's eyes were malicious, and she subconsciously took a half step back.
Two minutes later,
Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong successfully used the [Dragon Clan Spiritual Clothes: All Things Forest], which turned into two leg rings on the woman in the green skirt.
Jiang Qiu'e's face was normal, her thighs pressed together seamlessly under her green skirt. She took a deep breath and noticed that Cha Naixue was staring at her thighs strangely. She raised her beautiful eyes slightly and said coldly, "It's your turn. Hurry up."
Cha Naxue put her arms around the slender waist of the woman in the green skirt, leaned close to her ear, and smiled faintly: "Lord Nine-tailed Star God, why do you seem a little excited?"
"!" Jiang Qiu'e's beautiful eyes widened slightly, but her expression remained unchanged, as if she didn't understand Cha Naixue's teasing. She just said calmly: "If you keep delaying, you'll miss the opportunity to save Master Miao."
Chana Xue didn't say anything more. The figure in the snow skirt hugging the green skirt scattered into black light and curved shadows, converging on the white part under the bulging green skirt, forming a black crescent moon.
In addition to the S-level spiritual robe of Moon Goddess, the Black Moon Church has many other dual-cultivation spiritual robes (meaning to practice and construct spiritual particles together with synchronized thinking, not intercourse), such as the one they are using now.
[B-level Spiritual Clothes: Snow-printed Plum Blossom Injury]
If one of the two practitioners possesses a divine body, after practicing this spiritual robe, the one can completely merge their soul and body into the other, accelerating the recovery of their own injuries, spiritual energy, and mental strength. However, the price is that the other party's spiritual energy and mental strength will decrease simultaneously, causing the same injuries.
The conditions for practicing this spiritual robe are very harsh, and it comes at the cost of hurting the other party, so almost no one in the Vatican will practice this spiritual robe.
But after Cha Naxue and Jiang Qiu'e decided to cooperate to resist the suppression of the other two evil men and women, they began to work hard and learn spiritual clothes that could cooperate with each other.
This Snow Seal Plum Blossom is one of the spiritual garments they learned together.
As Cha Nai Xue merged into her body, Jiang Qiu'e frowned, and subconsciously tightened her long legs again. At the same time, she raised her hand to cover her left chest, pursed her lips, and tried her best to suppress the strange feeling in her heart.
"boom--!!"
The earth trembles and the war continues.
At this moment, the main gate of the Tower of Babel suddenly opened, and a cardinal and five hundred Black Moon Knights walked out with great momentum, fighting together with the three Burning Angels who were attacking the tower.
Jiang Qiu'e reacted quickly. At the moment the gate of the Tower of Babel opened and the spatial seal dissipated, she whispered, "I am in the center of Room 102 of the Tower of Babel."
Whoosh——
As if the picture had dropped frames, the dim scene around it turned into a quiet training room.
In the Tower of Babel, the Saint also has her own retreat room, but because she is not in the main court all year round, it is rarely used.
Tower Room No. 102 is Jiang Qiu'e's exclusive training room.
She looked around, her beautiful, ethereal eyes flickering with a faint light. She used up her mental energy to open her spiritual eyes and scanned outside the room to investigate.
But the Tower of Babel had the ability to prevent prying eyes. Her spiritual perception could not extend beyond a hundred meters before she felt a sharp pain in her mind and was forced to retract.
At this moment, a cold female voice came from the dark leg ring that bound her right thigh: "Tower Room 601."
Jiang Qiu'e nodded and spoke again: "I am in the center of Room 601 in the Tower of Babel."
The greater the impact of the immortal words on reality, the greater the consumption will be. At the same time, if you want to act on a living being, you can only act on yourself.
Fortunately, Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong used the dragon clan spirit clothes to transform into a special non-living state, and Cha Naixue used the dual cultivation spirit clothes to temporarily become the same body with her, allowing her to use the fairy words to lead the three of them to act together.
But for a towering tower like the Tower of Babel, whose top breaks through the troposphere, not only is the space much larger than imagined, but the higher you go, the more terrifying the pressure on you becomes.
From No. 102 to No. 601, he teleported 5 kilometers upwards, and the pressure on his body increased five hundred times in an instant!
Jiang Qiu'e clearly felt the slight tingling on her skin and the blood flow in her blood vessels accelerated.
Tower Room 601 was still empty, but when her spiritual sense reached out,
I saw red lightning like divine snakes, flickering and wagging their tails in the dark clouds. The flickering light and shadow formed a terrifying divine thunder cage.
Inside the cage was a middle-aged woman wearing a white divine robe.
The woman wore reading glasses on a neck chain, and her gray eyes, slightly wrinkled with crow's feet, lowered with a calm gaze.
If it weren't for the divine thunder surrounding her, she would look like an ordinary, kind and gentle middle-aged woman.
(End of this chapter)
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