I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 529 529. Fusion

The main hall is a hundred meters high, and the layout inside is magnificent and sacred.

However, the atmosphere at this time is full of solemnity and silence.

The gray-haired old man is wearing a crimson robe, holding the ancient scepter representing the faith of the Black Moon again and again. He walks forward slowly, and his momentum rises step by step!

He is obviously only at the second level of the Venerable Realm, the same level as Olivia.

But the spiritual pressure and momentum are much more terrifying than Olivia.

The white cat girl looked at the old man's back thoughtfully. This should be the correct use of the Moon Sacred Art Field.

Now, the amount of spirit particles and mental power in the entire field are used by Oberyn.

The duel between spiritual masters is not only about spiritual clothes and spiritual tools, but also energy.

Especially at the level of the Venerable, every extra second of maintaining the A-level spiritual clothes is a huge consumption that ants below the Venerable cannot imagine.

Therefore, O'Brien, who has a constant supply of energy, has long been invincible in this field.

However, what puzzles everyone is how O'Brien forcibly took back the authority of the saints and gathered all the authority on himself?

Logically speaking, even if O'Brien is a cardinal, he should not have such authority.

"Dong——"

At the scepter station, four golden circles of light lit up on the soles, knees, waist and head of the red-robed old man. The next moment, they melted and floated in the air like water, forming a small golden sword just above his head.

[A-level·Sword of God]

Xia Feng's pupils shrank slightly. This was the spiritual clothing that killed the angel Youfeller and others when they surrounded and killed Sirius.

I didn't expect to see it again today!

It really makes people miss it! Xia Feng raised his head expressionlessly, stepped over the threshold, and entered the hall again.

When they saw the Sword of God, everyone changed their faces.

The Son of Justice looked solemn, and the only hope left in his heart was completely shattered. The Sword of God is an A-level spiritual garment with great advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that it is powerful and can be called the best among A-level spiritual garments.

The disadvantage is that the amount of spiritual particles required is also terrifying, almost comparable to the amount of spiritual particles required for S-level spiritual garments. Ordinary venerables really can't afford this spiritual garment.

But Oberen, who is blessed by the Moon's Holy Art Field, doesn't have to worry about this problem at all.

Seeing this, Yan Si and Jin Jili stopped cursing and looked ashen.

Oberen was ready to use his ultimate move to kill the two rescuers outside, not giving them any chance and killing all possible accidents.

The Son of Justice knew that there was no way to save the situation now, so he stopped hesitating and said directly in his mind: "Jiang Qiu'e, Cha Naxue, no matter what Oberyn's purpose is, he must be violating the three religions' codes and betraying his faith."

"So, we must stop him! Even if it costs our lives!"

The Son of Justice's mind transmission made the two women stunned. They looked up in confusion, and the hoarse and deep voice said solemnly, "I will directly use my soul as a guide to self-destruct! Die together with these evil followers who betrayed the faith of the righteous gods!"

"As for the two saints, I don't want to morally blackmail you, but if you are assimilated by thinking, what is the difference between you and death? So why not self-destruct together?"

"." Jiang Qiu'e and Cha Naxue were speechless for a moment. It was true. Instead of being assimilated, self-destruction and death with the enemy is a good way.

They have also learned the self-destructing spirit clothes, which are not difficult to operate.

"But if the two saints don't want to, then I can only say sorry first."

The solemn voice of the Son of Justice was full of determination to die, "In order to prevent O'Brien's plan from succeeding, I will try my best to drag you two to death when I explode later!"

"Destroy O'Brien's plan from the root!"

"?!!" Jiang Qiu'e and Cha Nai Xue's faces froze. No, do you want to listen to what you are saying?

Cha Nai Xue quickly thought: "Don't mess around!! Jiang Qiu'e's artificial life can save us! If you explode now, not only will you die in vain, but you will also implicate us!!"

"?" The Son of Justice was slightly stunned. No, where does this woman get her confidence?

"Hey, Jiang Qiu'e, explain to him quickly, don't let this stupid saint go crazy!"

Cha Nai Xue was numb. In a millisecond, while persuading the Son of Justice in her mind, she did not forget to urge the surname Jiang.

Jiang Qiu'e was actually considering the plan proposed by the Son of Justice in her heart.

After the Son of Justice self-destructed and seriously injured the enemy, she used the tail to revive and then entered the field to harvest.

This is a good idea.

The disadvantage is that it is very likely to fall directly, which is a risk she is unwilling to take.

Hearing Cha Naxue's anxious thoughts, although she still didn't understand why Cha Naxue was so confident in Xia Feng, she still said to the Son of Justice:

"Son of Justice, my artificial life is actually stronger than me, and I have a perfect plan for everyone to escape, so don't mess around, otherwise it will only make things worse, do you understand?"

Jiang Qiu'e's ethereal and clear voice was unhappy, with an unquestionable order, as if everything was already under her control.

The Son of Justice was about to self-destruct, and his thoughts paused, and he was confused, and looked at the black-haired boy who had walked back to the hall with suspicious eyes.

Is it true? Is this kid so fierce?

The thoughts of several people lasted less than two seconds, but the golden sword above Oberyn's head had completely taken shape, and the light was blazing!

The ground, pillars, and walls of the entire magnificent palace were shaking and cracking.

Buzz——!!! The golden sword left the string, and the world lost its color.

Just when everyone thought that Oberyn would continue to accumulate energy, the golden sword was like a golden and white lightning, instantly piercing through the black-haired boy's eyebrows.

Zila - the boy's eyebrows were easily pierced with a blood hole, and his body slowly fell backwards with all the vitality gone.

After killing one person, the Sword of God did not stop, but continued to rush forward like lightning.

Mu Qingtong also stepped into the palace door at this time and walked slowly inside.

The cross-shaped golden light on the tip of the sword quickly enlarged in her pupils, and the chill of death invaded her soul, but her golden pupils were calm from beginning to end, and there was no ripple.

"?!!" The instantaneous scene made the pupils of those who still had hope in their hearts shrink together, but before everyone could despair, the boy who fell backwards suddenly collapsed-

turned into dots of blood-colored spiritual light.

The conditions for using the fusion ability of the blood spirit construct are actually very harsh. Not only must the souls of both parties be compatible, but one party must die before it can be used.

Fortunately, this is not a difficult task for Xia Feng.

The Suzaku Magic Armor was just right.

And the effect of the combination was unexpectedly good.

Xia Feng found himself transformed into light, and the world around him seemed to be stagnant.

Or rather, it was not that the world stopped, but that his thinking speed and action speed were at their limit at this moment, infinitely close to the speed of light.

After he circled the entire palace in the state of spiritual light, he found that he could not use any ability, and he could not leave the kilometer range, so he had to come to Mu Qingtong.

Miss Mu's beautiful eyes were pale gold, and she stared quietly at the star-flashing spiritual light floating in front of her.

At this moment, her thinking speed was also at its limit, but she could not move freely like Xia Feng.

The two could not communicate.

Xia Feng did not delay any longer, and quickly transformed into a spirit body composed of spiritual light, floating in front of Mu Qingtong.

Xia Feng leaned forward, his ten fingers intertwined with Miss Mu's fingers, and under the gaze of the pale gold beautiful eyes in front of him, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

The spiritual light body also blended into her graceful body like a soft stream of water.