Chapter 695: Invitation
In the face of the burning city, the molten lava formed the outline, and the blazing golden eyes were cold and indifferent: "Where is Anji?"
"Tower of Babel." Xia Feng smiled and pointed in the direction of the purple mist waves. "Why, Lord Fencheng, do you want revenge?"
"But you Burning Angel followers are such cowards, I'm afraid there's no hope for revenge."
“Looking for death!!” Seeing this kid being so arrogant, the Burning Angel disciples almost drew their swords collectively.
However, at this moment, the purple mist and sea of clouds that had been stagnant in the outer half of the city once again surged forward like countless giant beasts covering the sky, roaring with thunder.
Nearly 10,000 people on the edge of Black Moon City retreated again, but there was a city barrier behind them, leaving them with nowhere to retreat.
The three Black Moon Knights who were slow to escape were quickly submerged in the purple mist. Everyone couldn't help but look over and observe the situation intently.
Strangely, purple mist flowed into the Black Moon Knights' eyes, mouths and noses. When the purple mist dissipated, these Black Moon Knights just looked around in confusion, and then continued to flee towards the city's borders as if nothing had happened.
When they escaped from the coverage of the purple mist, the purple mist that was surging across the sky and earth did not stop, but continued to move slowly.
It is estimated that it will cover the entire city in a few minutes, leaving no place to hide.
Whether it was Fentian, the young man Yu Shi, or the Black Moon Priest, Xia Feng and others, they all stared vigilantly at the three escaped Black Moon Knights, ready to launch an attack at any time.
The three Black Moon Knights saw that all four forces were looking at them with hostility. They were bewildered and helpless, and hurriedly waved their hands to explain in fear: "It's okay, we're fine, we're fine!!"
The young man who controls the lion had an indifferent expression, and a strange light flashed in his left orange eye. The three knights immediately kicked their legs and raised their necks as if their necks were clamped, and slowly hung in the air.
Wisps of golden flames burned on the purple face.
"Young Master, how is it?" A red-haired old man wearing a black robe and a hood asked in a deep voice beside the young man.
The young man shook his head. "I didn't find any negative effects from control or curse, and my soul hasn't been taken over or replaced."
None of the forces present noticed anything unusual.
However, Mu Qingtong's thoughts quickly echoed in Xia Feng and the other two's minds: "There's something wrong with the spiritual essence. This purple mist can directly target the deepest part of the spiritual essence. Those three Black Moon Knights are most likely no longer the same people."
"Miss Mu, with your mental strength, can you resist the erosion of this strange purple mist?"
Mu Qingtong shook her head: "It can only hold out for half a day at most. After a while, it will be corroded and assimilated."
Miss Mu can only hold on for half a day?
As for them, I guess their mental strength can only hold out for a few seconds at most. Xia Feng frowned secretly: "Jiang Qiu'e, can your ability of speaking and making things happen prevent this purple mist from approaching the four of us?"
"It can affect dozens of cubic meters of purple mist."
Jiang Qiu'e looked up at the sea of purple mist that covered the sky and the sun, and said helplessly, "If I could recover even 20% of my peak strength, I could easily deal with this kind of thing."
Forget the peak, you are just a rookie fox now. Xia Feng no longer counted on her and thought to himself: "Miss Mu, what about you? Can you wish for something that can compete with the Destiny Stone?"
Mu Qingtong shook her head: "The vitality is far from enough."
My goodness, is there no way? As Xia Feng fell into deep thought, the majestic purple mist between heaven and earth was still moving slowly forward.
Everyone was pushed to the edge, with no way out.
The low building where the Burning Angel apostles were located was closest to the purple mist. The Light Apostle appeared from the void. As the human-shaped outline raised its head, it spread out a stream of light that surrounded the other three apostles, forming a barrier.
The surging purple mist covered the Burning Angel disciples, and the strange mist passed around the spherical light screen and continued to rush towards the crowd.
"Everyone, we can't resist this fog for long." A deep voice, like the roar of the molten lava of the Burning City, spread throughout the fields. "If you have any other plans or methods, I, Fentian, will do my best to cooperate. I also ask everyone to put aside their past grudges and fight the enemy together!"
High in the sky, the divine lion under the feet of the young lion rider had its eyes half-closed. At this moment, it slowly raised its eyelids, and looked down at the earth with its majestic eyes full of divinity.
Suddenly, the ten cubic meters of space around the Lion-Riding Young Man seemed to be two-dimensionalized and instantly flattened, forming a painting.
The young man who controls the lion, the old man beside him, and the legion of thousands of people behind him were all sucked into the painting.
Xia Feng looked at this scene with some surprise.
It was as if a ten-cubic-meter space had been emptied out in the three-dimensional world. The space was chaotic and lightless, with only a painting that was sometimes three-dimensional and sometimes flat floating in the air.
"It's a conceptual ability." Jiang Qiu'e frowned slightly, and a thought echoed in Xia Feng's mind, "There's something strange about that lion."
Concepts are a field that only sages can explore.
Although Xia Feng did not sense the lion's sage spiritual pressure, judging from the move it showed, it was probably extremely extraordinary.
As Fentian and the Royal Lion Youth used their respective methods, the knights and priests of the Black Moon Church hurriedly defected to the two forces. The two cardinals humbly begged for mercy, apologized, and surrendered to the Royal Lion Youth.
However, half of the knights vowed to fight to the death and formed their own formations, trying to find ways to deal with the terrifying purple mist.
The scene was chaotic for a while.
But it was in vain.
Fentian and the young man Yu Shi ignored the Black Moon Church and observed the outside world indifferently.
At the same time, the black-robed old man beside the young man who controlled the lion flashed and quickly came to Xia Feng and the other three.
The old man bowed to Chanaixue and said, "Your Excellency, the Saint, my young master asks you to come over and take shelter for a while."
Cha Naxue narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and looked into the distance thoughtfully.
In the two-dimensional paintings, the oil paint is bright and the characters are vivid.
The young man who controlled the lion wore an eye patch on his one eye. His orange left eye showed no emotion and he just nodded politely.
Cha Naixue turned her head to look at Xia Feng beside her and whispered, "Are you going?"
Xia Feng stared at the lion-controlling youth in confusion, but before he could say anything,
The old man in black robes bowed again and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency the Saint, my young master only invited you and Saint Qiu'e."
Cha Naixue was stunned and frowned.
As he spoke, the old man looked at Mu Qingtong who was wearing a mask and said, "As for this lady, if you are willing to take off your disguise and reveal your identity, you can also seek refuge with my young master."
Interesting, it turns out he is targeting me. Xia Feng raised his eyebrows, but was confused in his heart. When did he provoke this person?
According to Chanaixue, the young man from the Royal Lion has a relationship with Master Miao, and this attack on the Black Moon Headquarters is to rescue Master Miao.
But one of Xia Feng's purposes for this trip was to save Master Miao.
Interests should be aligned.
Doubt flashed through his mind, and Xia Feng glanced at the woman in the snow-white skirt beside him. Wait.
Is it because of this stuff?
Cha Naxue's personality isn't very good. She's always scheming and plotting things in her mind, and she forgets her principles when she sees profit. But there are always many people who like her and regard her as a goddess.
Could it be that the young man who controls the Lion King is another admirer of Cha Nai Xue?
(End of this chapter)
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