I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 289 289. Trance

The believer's spirit body was filled with the breath of the witch, which made Emperor Si very disgusted.

Unfortunately, her strength was sealed now, and she could not directly eradicate the pheromone mark and complete the purification.

But it didn't matter, she could use the breath of the dragon god to temporarily cover the breath of the witch! Thus indirectly sealing the pheromone mark!

Her breath, as the pressure of the dragon god, carried the status of a god that made all creatures crawl for it.

The believer on the thigh had a natural fear of the dragon god's breath that was poured in so quickly, and began to struggle subconsciously, pressing her cheeks and jaw with both hands, pushing.

But the believer's strength was so weak, no different from that of an ant.

Purification!

After perfectly wrapping and sucking, she accelerated the speed of purification!

"My believers, don't be afraid. I am helping you purify the filth and restore the purity of your soul."

A majestic command sounded in his heart. Xia Feng stared at the arrogant dragon eyes that were less than half an inch away, his eyes widened.

Purification! You call this purification?

Do you think I will believe it? !

Xia Feng wanted to speak, but the terrifying dragon breath flowed directly into his soul through his throat, filling his spirit body in an instant.

The powerful pressure of the gods was simply beyond the ability of a human like him to bear. At this moment, he felt that he was going to die. His black pupils rolled up, and his spirit body twitched as if it was about to collapse.

The mind was blank.

But fortunately, as the Dragon God's low panting slowed down, Xia Feng's thinking gradually returned to normal.

Then what surprised him was that the [Tong] mark on the back of his neck actually disappeared?

But after carefully sensing it again, Xia Feng realized that the pheromone did not actually disappear, but was covered by a ball of white airflow, which was the breath of the Dragon God.

Although the pheromone was not eliminated, it was enough to suppress it.

It seems that Miss Evil Dragon can really "purify" Mu Qingtong's evil aura!

At the same time, Xia Feng sensed that the dragon breath continued to attack the two rules of power attached to the soul.

Seeing that the rules of power also had the momentum to be suppressed by the Dragon God's breath,

Xia Feng looked out with joy, completely gave up the idea of ​​resistance, and even took the initiative to reach out through the gray and soft hair of Lord Dragon God and hugged her white neck.

Emperor Si did not expect the believer's attitude to suddenly change and become so proactive.

Xia Feng whispered in her heart, and her pale vertical pupils trembled and shrank even more narrowly, like the towering canyon of the sky, revealing the holy white light, dotting the corners of the strange crystal white eyes.

Swish - the dragon tail that bound the believer's thighs was further excited and tightened again, and the smooth tail tip trembled more happily, whoosh -

It was no longer possible to restrain it. The tail tip was like a phantom, directly tied up Xia Feng's waist knife, threw it far away, and then suddenly tied up the second knife!

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

"!"

Xia Feng was stunned, his mouth open, but before he could shout anything, it was as if there was a torrential rain in his head, countless thunder and lightning rumbled across the sky, and the world was covered with white light.

His thoughts were also pale.

Evil Dragon

Evil Dragon!!!

Xia Feng's head trembled, and his black pupils stared blankly at the dragon's eyes in front of him. He wanted to curse the dragon, but he couldn't make any sound.

Trembling all over!

Although the believer didn't say anything, Emperor Si still saw two words from the believer's unbelievable eyes, Evil Dragon!

You evil dragon!!

Emperor Si was hit hard, and the roots of her ears hidden under her soft cloud-gray hair turned red quietly, but her dangerous vertical pupils narrowed even more, I am not an evil dragon!

No!

As her heart was sour and pulled, her tail tip became tighter and tighter.

Xia Feng didn't know how long it had been. He just felt like a small boat with nowhere to rely on, swaying in the vast ocean, dizzy.

The world in front of him also became hazy. The majestic woman with the holy golden cross on her forehead sometimes became three, sometimes merged into one, and the vision was blurred.

In the end, his black pupils were lifeless, and his mind entered the numb sage time.

When he woke up, Xia Feng found that he was still sitting on the dragon god's thigh.

The woman on the throne hugged him tightly, and her nose was close to his neck like a cat sniffing and lingering, as if she was still unsatisfied.

Fortunately, although it suffered terrible destruction, the evil dragon's breath was really useful. After filling the soul, the two rule powers created by Mu Qingtong were completely covered and suppressed, and temporarily lost their effectiveness.

Seeing this, Xia Feng's original numb and indifferent mood disappeared, and his heart became excited!

If he had said this benefit earlier, he would not have struggled to resist.

He now understood a truth, that only the evil god can deal with the evil god!

If you want to deal with the evil god Mu, then the evil dragon god must come out!

So, as long as the dragon god is there in the future, a mere world-destroying witch? Ha~ He suppressed it with his backhand!

Sniff——

The neck was itchy, and Miss Xielong's soft and warm breath came up. It seemed that she wanted to continue. Xia Feng suddenly spoke:

"Lord Dragon God."

A low and hoarse male voice sounded beside her ear.

Emperor Si suddenly woke up, and her narrowed vertical pupils regained their majesty. She frowned slightly: "What?"

Seeing that Miss Xielong was still calm as if nothing had happened, Xia Feng felt that this could not go on. This Dragon God was as perverted as Mu Qingtong!

Letting her bully would only make her more unscrupulous!

Xia Feng decided to take the initiative, take the initiative, and at the same time let this hateful evil dragon know what shame is!

"Lord Dragon God, I want to know what our relationship is now?"

The man's thin lips came close to her ear, and his tone was indifferent but no longer respectful.

Emperor Si frowned unhappily and blurted out in a low voice: "Of course it is the relationship between gods and believers."

"Is that so."

Xia Feng's breath deliberately wandered down her ear and said in a low voice, "But Lord Dragon God, have you ever seen a believer sitting on the thighs of his own god?"

Emperor Si: "!!"

The believer's voice was very light, but it numbed her ears and neck like an electric current. Her ears were slightly red. The Dragon God's momentum was a little bit unstrained. Subconsciously turned away from Qingcheng's little face and whispered, "Because the belief in the Dragon God is quite special, so..."

"Special? How special?"

Xia Feng's thin lips directly touched the beautiful woman's red lips, and his black pupils were calm, "Is it so special that believers can violate you, Lord Dragon God?"

As he said, Xia Feng hugged her graceful waist and lowered his head and touched her a few more times. Emperor Si was stunned, and the layers of crimson spread from her snow-white neck to her ears.

For some reason, these few touches had a completely different feeling from the past. Her pupils were dilated, and she was speechless.

Under the magnificent world tree, the atmosphere was quiet and silent.

Only the interlaced breathing of the two of them remained. Di Si blushed and felt very uneasy, not knowing where to put her eyes.

Suddenly, the hair on her wet lips was gently slid away by the believer's fingertips, and his index finger directly lifted her chin, staring at her black pupils with a very disrespectful scrutiny, looking down on her.

"Lord Dragon God, I am now going to blaspheme you as your most loyal believer! Defile you! Do you want to stop me?"

".!!"