Chapter 410 410. Evil Dragon, I accept your challenge
Dragon God.
Is this the so-called god behind Mr. Xia?
The woman in black dress stood at the foot of the sacred golden steps, and when she looked up, she saw the almighty God with dangerous vertical pupils like a snake, cold and majestic.
Mu Qingtong could feel that the power of this Dragon God might have surpassed the scope of the Twelve Star Gods, and his mental power alone was enough to be on par with hers.
but.
Before entering the sealed place, Mr. Xia repeatedly warned her that this god had committed heinous crimes and was extremely terrifying. He was now sealed here to atone for his sins, but his strength was still strong and she could not challenge him.
Mu Qingtong could only say, how ridiculous.
No matter what the reason, it is absurd that he is so powerful yet willing to stay here for thousands of years.
Is a weak and ignorant god who compromises with the world like this qualified to gain Mr. Xia's submission?
Mr. Xia has really fallen into depravity!
Mr. Xia obviously needs to be saved.
She didn't mind helping Mr. Xia when necessary, so that he could understand the true meaning of being strong and break free from the shackles of the evil god.
Compared to the gods, she is weak now, which is an indisputable fact.
But she is not without a backup plan.
Even if she was punished by God, she still had a way to survive.
However, what surprised Mu Qingtong was that after the woman on the throne's eyes met hers, she did not bring down the so-called divine punishment, and there was no trace of murderous intent in her vertical pupils.
He just looked at her with disdain, his narrow, pale pupils like an endless expanse of ice, cold and indifferent.
It was the same look as hers, containing the same thoughts. Obviously, deep in the vertical pupils of this woman on the throne of God lurked not only arrogance, but also delusion.
——An ignorant delusion of trying to gain Mr. Xia’s love and submission and become the object of Mr. Xia’s worship!
This is clearly a challenge.
In just one second, although there was no words spoken and neither side showed any murderous intent, Mu Qingtong clearly felt the challenge of the evil dragon from the pale vertical pupils that were as deep as the abyss.
The arrogant challenge he launched at her completely won Mr. Xia's submission.
——Evil Dragon, I accept your challenge.
Xia Feng: “.”
The atmosphere was eerily silent, and Xia Feng's chaotic thoughts exploded like a nuclear explosion. He felt like he was going to die, and his heart was pounding uncontrollably.
But after a moment's delay, he didn't dare to delay any longer and directly grabbed Teacher Fu while holding Miss Mu's shoulders.
"Lord Dragon God, I'll come see you later."
After speaking quickly, he exited the Evil Dragon Space with a flicker of his mind. To his surprise, it actually worked?!
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 he still had quite a lot of face.
Boom—Dao Kui was thrown out by Miss Xielong soon after, and fell to the ground, still unconscious.
Xia Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked up at the woman in the black dress. "Miss Mu, is this what you said about not breaking the contract?"
"I didn't break the contract."
Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes were indifferent. "I promised you that I would seal your soul, but I didn't promise you that I wouldn't use a spiritual weapon to break the seal."
Xia Feng: “!”
Are you playing word games with me? Xia Feng was convinced, but he was a little confused. "Can your spiritual weapon do this?"
"As long as you have enough mental strength, it's fine."
“.!!”
Forget it, Xia Feng was too lazy to think about it anymore. As long as the result was safe, that was all that mattered.
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 would have died without knowing how."
Heh~ Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes and stared quietly at the man in front of her.
"." Xia Feng felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Mr. Xia, are you usually violated on that throne?" Mu Qingtong asked calmly.
"." Xia Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, his black pupils staring quietly at the beautiful golden eyes in front of him.
After a while, the corners of his lips curled up, "Miss Mu, you seem to be a little bit wrong."
The woman in the black dress frowned slightly. Just as she was about to say something, Xia Feng raised his hand and lifted her delicate chin. His black pupils stared at her closely, and he smiled impudently. "Why do you have to risk your life to do such a thing? What's the matter? Miss Mu, are you really in love with me?"
Love, what a ridiculous word. Mu Qingtong's golden eyes were indifferent, and she raised her cold face: "Don't be delusional, Mr. Xia, I emphasize again, our relationship is purely physical, and I only have the desire to possess and conquer you."
"As for meeting that evil god," the woman in the black dress slapped Xia Feng's hand away. Instead, she 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 corners of his lips and sneered, "You ran away in disgrace. Who's warning whom?"
"Mr. Xia, you forced me to come out." Mu Qingtong had no expression on her face.
"Oh, really?" Xia Feng chuckled, his black pupils glaring. "If I hadn't saved you, you would have been beaten to a pulp by the Dragon God, crying and begging for mercy, and then running away in disgrace. Isn't the result the same?"
Mu Qingtong was not very angry when listening to Mr. Xia's fabricated sarcastic words.
Because her current strength is indeed weak, this is an indisputable fact.
It is inevitable that he will be beaten by that evil god.
But temporary victory or defeat does not mean anything. Even if the evil god finally chooses to kill her, it is a consequence she has long been prepared to bear.
At worst, I can use my final trump card.
She can lose everything, but she cannot lose her dignity as a strong person.
"Look, look, are you done?" A mocking laugh rang out from the man's mouth, his black eyes filled with mockery and complacency. "Admit it, Miss Mu, you are no match for Miss Xielong!"
“.”Mu Qingtong’s beautiful eyes were calm, but her pupils, like a golden lake, gradually became darker, and there was an undercurrent surging at the bottom of the lake.
She is not angry.
Really, she wasn't angry at all.
The strong are not defined by time, and temporary victory or defeat means nothing.
"If you're not good at it, just practice more—mm—mm—"
Before Xia Feng could finish his words, he was blocked by the red lips of the woman in the black dress. Miss Mu's actions were a bit rough. Their warm breaths intertwined and their noses collided. Xia Feng felt pain on his lips.
In the center of the deserted and silent battlefield, silver hair danced lightly in the wind.
Strands of silver threads hit Xia Feng's face and stuck to their thin lips. Xia Feng was angered by the kiss and began to fight back!
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An unknown amount of time passed before Mu Qingtong and Xia Feng let go of each other in a breathless state. Their black pupils and golden eyes met in silence. They didn't know why they suddenly started competing in kissing skills, but they just wanted to compete.
Xia Feng put his arm around the waist of the woman in the black dress and raised his eyebrows: "Miss Mu, I'm going to ask you one last time, do you like me?"
Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes were indifferent, as always: "I don't like it."
You are so stubborn.
Xia Feng let go of her soft waist: "Tsk, forget it, if you don't like it, then you don't like it."
"Business is more important." He said as he walked towards the center of the Angel Cage.
The withered giant flower in the center hung down with rotten branches. Beneath the brown-black soil lay densely intertwined roots and golden water droplets that looked like stars.
"Is this the Origin Water and Origin Flower?" Xia Feng stopped, rubbed his chin, observed the giant flower for a moment, and stretched out his hand.
The giant flower was surrounded by a transparent glass cover. As Xia Feng's fingertips touched it, mysterious silver lines appeared faintly on the glass.
[God's Relic: Angel's Cage]
[Function 1: Injects spirit particles. Once the spirit particle quantity reaches the required level, a defensive net will be created. This net can withstand sustained attacks from the Venerable Realm for a certain period of time. The effectiveness of the defense depends on the opponent's attack strength. Once the defense is broken, it will enter a damaged state - unusable. It will repair itself within 30 days.]
[Effect 2: All other planes, mental attacks, and space-time turbulence below the present world will be unable to pass through the Angel Cage. However, if it is in a damaged state, it cannot be used.]
[Effect 3: Within the Angel Cage, you can consume spirit particles to create 1~2 'Angel Cage Alternative Planes', which exist in the form of glass covers. Targets within the range will be included in the alternate plane.]
[Coverage: Depends on the amount of injected spirit particles]
Sensing the information coming, Xia Feng looked at the glass cover in front of him again. Inside this thing was an alien dimension similar to the Paladin space.
For the alternate dimension, the combination of Void and the Four Symbols Formation is not effective, and the Paladin Space cannot connect to this alternate dimension.
So how to open this thing is a problem now.
Many relics of gods do not have a mechanism for recognizing the owner, and whoever gets them can use them.
This is the case with the Angel Cage. Only when the amount of spirit particles injected into it is consumed will it automatically lose its function and return to its original state.
Of course, if they break it through forcibly, they can restore it to its original state, but Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong combined do not have the strength to do so.
According to the information, in order to break this angel cage, one must use the full strength of the fifth realm.
The so-called Venerable Five Realms refers to a Venerable who has condensed five fruit positions. Of course, even if there are five fruit positions, it does not mean that this person can definitely use five A-level spiritual clothes.
Only when becoming a Venerable, the first original fruit position condensed needs to be an A-level spiritual robe. When the next four fruit positions are condensed, it can only be a B-level spiritual robe, but a C-level spiritual robe is not acceptable. The spiritual particle structure of a C-level spiritual robe is too fragile, making it difficult to condense a fruit position.
In addition, the condensed fruit position can greatly enhance the effect of the spiritual clothing, thereby improving the combat power of the spiritual master!
Therefore, even if one manages to condense a C-level fruition by chance, the enhanced C-level spiritual clothing will be very weak, and the gain will not outweigh the loss.
Therefore, most venerables will choose to condense the B-level fruit position.
After all, the further you advance in your level of attainment, the harder it is to condense. The risk of continuing to condense an A-level level of attainment is several times greater than when you become a Venerable.
For spiritualists, condensing level B is the most efficient and safest.
And the most important point is that it takes a lot of time just to learn the third A-level spiritual clothing. Unless you are some extraordinary genius, few spiritual masters can afford to spend this time.
Because of this, the strength among the Venerables is also uneven. [Zun Ji] is just a simple division to condense several fruit positions for the convenience of expression. It does not mean that the Venerable of the Fifth Realm will definitely be stronger than the Venerable of the Fourth Realm.
For example, the four fruit positions of the fourth realm are all A-level, but there is only one A-level fruit position in the fifth realm. It is not certain whether the fifth realm has much chance of winning.
Of course, this is an extreme case. Achieving all A-level fruit positions is extremely difficult.
At the moment, it seems that the Angel Cage cannot be broken by force, so we can only wait.
However, after careful observation by Xia Feng, he found that there were 66 drops of golden water flowing in the soil.
66 drops of origin water!
It's an auspicious number.
"Mr. Xia, what do you want this origin water for?" Mu Qingtong quietly came to the glass cover and asked in confusion.
Xia Feng smiled slightly: "Guess."
Mu Qingtong glanced at him, thoughtfully: "It seems to be related to dealing with me?"
Given Mr. Xia's personality, he would definitely show off to her anything he could show off, even right up to her face.
But if someone intentionally conceals the purpose of something, 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 perceptive, but it didn't matter. No matter how this evil witch guessed, she couldn't guess that it was related to Miss Xielong.
"Well, you go to the military zone and finish it first." Mu Qingtong was not ready to argue with Mr. Xia and waved his hand, "I will attack the Angel Cage here to speed up its spiritual energy consumption."
"I have to say, Miss Mu, you are really broad-minded, beautiful and kind-hearted." Xia Feng gave a thumbs up and praised sincerely.
"Hurry up, stop talking nonsense."
"Okay."
Xia Feng used the Jiudao and the Four Symbols Formation to leave the Angel Cage and enter the military area.
The riot in the military zone was nearing its end. With the collapse of more than a dozen battle lines, the half-dragon army won with a crushing advantage, and all the remaining soldiers began to flee in all directions.
Xia Feng wore a K mask and took advantage of the chaos to plunder treasures in major armories, level 3 spiritual material warehouses, level 4 spiritual material warehouses, level 5 spiritual material warehouses, confidential archives rooms, etc.
Everything he felt was of some use was stored in his ten spaces, leaving no property behind for the Dongsheng Fortress.
While looting, he released the Blood Beast Shadow to wash the ground, destroying the entire military zone and injuring dozens of violent and mentally deranged half-dragons before returning to the core area.
The whole show has to be done. After all, the half-dragon army just took advantage of this opportunity to suddenly organize a riot, and it has nothing to do with him, the K-faced man.
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St. Royce.
Temple of the Holy Spirit.
Kenshin pushed the wheelchair-bound young man slowly out of the tree-lined path. His vision suddenly opened up. The towering gate of the Holy Spirit Temple stood like the gate of heaven on earth.
Many people had already arrived at the sacred square in front of the temple.
A statue holding a holy sword stands in the center of the square.
In front of the statue was a group of priests wearing black and gold robes and black moon pendants around their necks. About twenty of them were prostrating themselves before the statue, chanting something in unison.
At the front of the priests stood two men and one woman.
The woman was wearing a simple green dress and had her hair tied up with a green hairpin. Xia Feng would definitely recognize her here. This person was none other than Jiang Qiu'e, one of the saints of the Black Moon Church, who had a fox tail that could be broken off and resurrected.
The blond young man standing respectfully behind Jiang Qiu'e is Yusi Baoren, Jiang Qiu'e's apprentice.
In front of the master and disciple was an old man wearing a crimson priest robe and a hood. The old man placed his hand on his chest, a black moon reflected between his wrinkled brows, and saluted as he looked up at the towering statues of the Three Saints.
Although they had never met before, Ye Lidongjun recognized the old man.
——The Cardinal of the Black Moon Church, O'Brien, is at the Second Level of Honor.
In addition to the Black Moon Church, behind the fountain, a dozen men and women from the Plantagenet family stood respectfully behind an old man.
All of them 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.
Tian Yuan has been in the Holy Spirit Temple for many days to meet the Holy Mother, but has not come out yet. Everyone was gathered here, but no one knew how to surround and kill Sirius, or how to accurately locate him.
Can only wait here.
"Buzz—"
Suddenly, there was a slight sound. It was not the temple door opening, but above the fountain in the Holy Spirit Square, in the gentle moonlight, a human figure with huge snow wings vaguely emerged.
The bright moonlight condensed into his tall figure. He was a handsome man with the holy mark of golden wings printed on his forehead. He closed his eyes and held his hands in the air behind his back.
Seeing this person coming, Ye Lidongjun couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
The third pillar: the disciples of the angelic legion.
【Angel Right Wing·Uffele】
——Sage.
(End of this chapter)
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