Chapter 216 Holy Mountain Temple

Late at night, Wang Du, who had experienced a day of hustle and bustle, finally fell silent. There were few pedestrians on the street, and the low barking of wild dogs came from the empty alley.

A trace of throbbing of the soul made Leon wake up from his sleep.

He did not disturb the sleeping roses beside him. He put on his robe and quietly got up from the bedroom and came to the balcony of the living room.

The room he lives in is on the highest floor of the hotel. Although it is expensive, it is in a good location. Standing on the balcony, you can see the face of half of the king's capital. Although the towering towers block the view, it can't prevent Leon from looking up at the burning sacred flame on the sacred mountain god fire pillar in the distance.

From the moment he stepped into Uglu, Leon felt that his soul seemed to have a wonderful connection with this legendary holy place.

After he entered the royal capital, this feeling became stronger and stronger, and there seemed to be a force guiding him.

On the huge golden metal column, the unquenchable sacred flame rose dozens of feet high, and the roar of hunting could be faintly heard from a long distance, and the red firelight lit up half of the night sky.

Leon stared at the sacred flame. For some reason, the rising sacred flame and the endless soul power in his body seemed to echo. The soul power lurking in his skin, muscles and flesh were stimulated little by little, roaring like a sacred flame, hitting the limbs and bones of the whole body!

Leon's mind was blank, and all his minds were silent in this wonderful state, feeling the opportunity to break through again.

The adventure of the secret place of the Holy Land, the bloody battle in front of the ruined monastery, and the uninterrupted cultivation and grinding for more than a month have made the soul power accumulated in Leon's body more and more powerful.

The call of soul power and the sacred flame continues.

A trace of red-gold faith divine power was injected into the soul core, filling all the remaining blanks in an instant. More divine power overflowed, turned into silk and spread to his whole body, and was quickly swallowed up and fused by the soul power.

Leon did not deliberately control the expanding power in his body. After several promotions, he was very familiar with this situation, but guided the powerful force to flow between the soul core, the tiger head tattoo on the chest, and the imprint of the two-arm element.

This is Leon's own understanding and is only suitable for his soul cycle.

With the injection of soul power, the tiger's head tattoo became red and hot, and the elemental imprints of his arms lit up in turn, and the ignited inflammatory power and thunderous force jumped on his arms.

Almost at the same time, the soul-eating arm that firmly wrapped Leon's arms was like a sudden awakening. It emitted a faint light and absorbed all the power around it, whether it was inflammatory power, thunder or soul power.

But this kind of phagocytosis is not domineering, but more like a thirsty person replenishing water.

Leon meets its requirements, because there is abundant power in his body. Although the need for soul-eating arm may affect his breakthrough, his intuition tells Leon that this is the right choice.

Let's go!

A crisp unlocking sound suddenly sounded, and Leon's mind roared. It seemed that a lock of closed memory was suddenly unlocked, and countless picture information came up from the depths of the soul.

The soul-eating arm opened at the same time, fell off his arms, and made a dull collision sound on the thick carpet.

He opened this pair of soul-eating arms that have not been removed since they were put on!

To be more precise, it is Leon who has found the real way to turn it on, and his mastery of this magic weapon has deepened.

But at this moment, Leon didn't have time to be happy, so at the moment when the arm guard fell off, the power of nowhere to vent swept over his body, making him seem to be trapped in the stormy waves!

I don't know how long it took. When the surging power gradually receded, Leon slowly regained control of his body.

He was still standing on the balcony of the living room. The cold moonlight sprinkled on his body like water, and the sacred flame in the distance was still rolling and rising.

It's just that Leon can no longer feel the connection between himself and it.

The robe originally hung on his body disappeared, and there was a layer of greasy and shiny material on **'s skin. Leon knew that he had just completed a promotion and reached the top peak of the third-level beast soul warrior in one fell swoop, only one step away from the fourth-level soul blade warrior!

And this promotion is extremely smooth and completely natural, which means that Leon's control of his own power has reached a new level.

"Why are you here alone?" Behind her came the doubtful voice of the rose.

She woke up with a strange feeling and found that Leon was not around to look. As a result, she saw Leon standing on the balcony.

Leon turned around, and the light flashed in his black eyes.

The girl who just woke up was still a little confused, but when she found that Leon was naked, she couldn't help but be shocked and turned around with blush.

Leon smiled in a low voice, strode over and held her in his arms, and whispered, "I'm just practicing soul power. Since you're awake, take a shower with me!"

He had just finished the promotion. He was full of energy. When there was nowhere to vent, the rose accidentally bumped into him and naturally became a little white rabbit that fell into the wolf's mouth.

Despite the girl's shy resistance, Leon picked up and strode to the bathroom, and the ambiguous spring suddenly surged in the room.

In fact, the current Rose is ready both physically and psychologically, so Leon just used a little means, and she can only half push and half to let Leon do whatever she wants.

Reon, who has endured for more than a month, of course, will not be the disgraceful Liu Xiajunzi again, just considering that the girl is still a newcomer, so he is particularly gentle and let the girl complete her first time intoxicated.

After demanding again and again, the battle in the bedroom did not end until dawn.

The girl who had experienced the supreme happiness many times was almost paralyzed into mud, but Leon's greedy hand still swam on her graceful body, bringing a burst of familiar and scary pleasure wherever she went.

"Don't..." The girl closed her eyes and begged for mercy, but she was completely powerless to resist.

Leon smiled and finally withdrew the wolf's claws: "Okay, you take a rest first. Let's go to the temple in the afternoon."

He was scheduled to visit the high priest Farns in the temple in the morning, but now he obviously can't go.

What Leon didn't expect was that the trip to the temple in the afternoon was very unsmooth.

He and Rose failed to set foot on the holy mountain at all, and were stopped at the foot of the mountain. Although Leon showed that he had a certain relationship with the high priest Farns, the priest on duty did not listen at all.

The Holy Mountain is heavily guarded, and a team of fully armed temple knights patrol back and forth on the surrounding corridors, making the atmosphere here look quite tense.

"I'm sorry, if there is no prior appointment, the high priest Farns will not meet anyone!" The priest in gray robe refused Leon's request with a serious face, with a trace of disdain in his eyes: "Who do you think you are?"

Lord Sal of the Southwest Province? Never heard of it! Baron? Is the baron also a nobleman? Throwing a stone down from the holy mountain, eight out of ten people were nobles, knights and priests!

The priest guarding the entrance of the Holy Mountain has a nostrils facing the sky. He has seen too many people who want to make friends to drill into the camp. As the high priest of Farns, he wants to see where the temple is.

The priest's eyes were very vicious. At first glance, the two of them were the kind of small aristocrats from the countryside. If it hadn't been for the fact that he was still a warrior, he would have let the Templar behind him drive him away directly. How could he say so much?

It's really hard for the king of hell to see the kid! Leon understands that it is useless to argue with such people. If there is a conflict, it will only be himself who will suffer.

However, if he gives up, he is not willing to come to the capital once. It doesn't make sense if he doesn't see Farns, not to mention that he still has a lot of things to ask the high priest.

So Leon put up with this tone.

"It doesn't matter if you can't see the high priest. I don't know if you can send me a message..." Leon said as he quietly reached out and stuffed something in the other party's hand.

The priest whose eyes were above the top lowered his head slightly. When he saw clearly that what Leoncer was in his hand was actually a magic crystal coin flashing with attractive light, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Looking at you all the way here, I can't be too inhumane. I'm not qualified to convey the message to the high priest, but I will report it up. What's your name?"

"Rion, Lord Sal!" Leon smiled, but he wanted to punch the other party's smiling face.

" OK, I remember, you can go back!"

The priest put away his smile and the magic crystal coin, which was so fast that Leon doubted whether he had a space ring like himself.

There is no doubt that accepting bribes is completely familiar to him, and Leon also showed the price of a gray-robed priest in the Holy Mountain.

A hundred gold coins can only leave one name. Leon feels that his money is very likely to be wasted, but he has no other way. After all, it has nothing to do with this royal capital and can't take any upper route.

With a trace of resentment, Leon and Rose returned to the hotel.

"How can they do this? Is it really so rare for the high priest to see? Rose is very indignant.

She grew up in the Wuthering Forest Tribe. She has never seen these things, so she is naturally puzzled.

Leon was in a bad interest when he touched his nose in the Holy Mountain. Originally, he wanted to play in Wangdu for a few more days, but he decided to go back to the Lion's Heart Fort tomorrow. He was more happy with those simple and hot-blooded soldiers. He didn't need to look at the disgusting faces of some people.

(to be continued)