"There is definitely a place where the power of faith is stored in front of me. I can feel that the aura of the power of faith is getting stronger and stronger!" Yang Xuan turned into a mouse, running forward in the open passage, at an extremely fast speed.
After a while, Yang Xuan felt a dark aura coming from afar, and suddenly turned into an inconspicuous flea and continued to move forward. Sure enough, there was a huge stone door in front, and there were seven or eight darkness on both sides.
The guards are guarding, and each one has the strength of level 8!
This place is so tight that it is undoubtedly a place to store the power of faith.
"How should I get in? The stone gate was completely blocked by dark energy, and there were eight powerful guards, so it would be impossible to break through." The strict guards in front and the stone gates closed by dark energy all made Yang Xuan
Feeling extremely difficult.
After thinking for a while, Yang Xuan decided to give up temporarily: "Forget it, let's see where the low-level demon tribes are imprisoned, and rescue the three lion tribes first. After all, they are my future disciples."
So Yang Xuan turned around and left here, shuttled through the passages inside the entire tower of faith. After a while, the mouse he turned into suddenly stopped.
"Well? The aura of the tenth-level dark strongman should be the strongest man in this tower of faith, Castin."
Suddenly, Yang Xuan's eyes lit up and he thought of a solution: "By the way, I changed to this Castin, and I should be able to enter the place where the power of faith is stored!"
Yang Xuan thought, turned into a grain of sand and rolled into Castin's room ahead. Facing a strong man of Castin's level, he was extremely sensitive to the slightest breath of life. To be on the safe side,
It is best for Yang Xuan to turn into a substance without life like sand.
There was no guard at all in the room where Castin was. I think he was extremely confident in his strength. Even the door of the room was open. In this Tianmo Continent, except for the elders of the three Tianmo Saint Clans, those who reached half of the time were
In addition to being at the god level, Castin is one of the most powerful people.
Yang Xuan slowly rolled into the room, cautiously and tense, so he couldn't make any mistakes at this time.
When Yang Xuan rolled into the room, he saw a thin man in a black robe sitting on the white jade carving bed not far away. The darkness on his body was extremely rich, and a layer of floating around his body seemed to be there and there was nothing.
Black Mist is the controller of Castin, the Tower of Faith.
"What a powerful aura. This Castin is probably an extremely powerful character among the tenth-level strong men."
Yang Xuan clearly remembered Castin's appearance and breath. Until he was sure that he could transform into Castin, he breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to slowly get out of the room.
But suddenly, Castin, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly turned his head, looked in the direction where Yang Xuan was!
"Discovered?!" Yang Xuan was about to quit. Seeing Castin suddenly looking over, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.
However, he cannot move now, once he moves, with the keen sense of a strong man like Castin, he will definitely find clues.
At this time, Castin got up from the white jade carving bed and walked towards Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan's heart was thumping and extremely nervous. He murmured to himself: "Calm down, calm down... I've become
He can't find mine in the sand."
When Castin walked to the sand that Yang Xuan turned into, he frowned slightly and muttered to himself: "Is it my illusion?"
As a tenth-level strongman, his sixth sense was extremely keen. Just now, he suddenly felt like he was being peeped at, so he got up and got out of bed, but now he didn't notice anything unusual. So he shook his head and returned to him again
Above the white jade carving bed.
"call!"
Yang Xuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and he was still scared, but fortunately, he was not discovered.
After Castin sat on the bed for a long time, Yang Xuan slowly tried to control himself and did not cause any movement, and even the faint airflow, he left the room and then completely relieved.
Although Yang Xuan was ready to fight hard in the Tower of Faith, he did not want to take risks unless it was absolutely necessary.
"Go to save people first, then to the power of faith." Yang Xuan turned into a mouse again and ran into the passage.
After searching for a while, Yang Xuan finally found a stone gate guarded by two guards. There were four words on the stone gate - the base of faith.
"That's it!" There is no doubt that this is where the low-level demons who have been contributed to gather.
"Swish!" At the corner, Yang Xuan suddenly transformed himself into Castin wearing a black cannon and thin cheeks. He calmed down and adjusted his face, and then walked towards the door of the faith base.
"Meet Lord Castin!"
When the two eighth-level dark guards saw Yang Xuan becoming Castin, they hurriedly bowed and were extremely respectful.
"Open the stone door, I'm going in." Yang Xuan said lightly to the two dark guards, with the dark aura surrounding him, no difference from real Kass.
"Yes, sir!" The two guards quickly took out a strange-shaped key and inserted it into the keyhole next to the stone door. Then, Yang Xuan walked into the stone door with a expressionless face.
"Why do I think... Lord Castin is a little strange today?"
"I also think that Lord Castin may be in a bad mood. It seems that Lord Dark Lord Demon God has passed a hundred years now, and the oracle has not yet been lowered, the power of faith is almost overflowing. Maybe Lord Castin is doing this
Something went wrong.”
After the stone gate was closed, two boring dark guards began to communicate with each other.
"Huh, is this the base of faith?" After Yang Xuan entered the stone gate and walked through a short corridor, his eyes suddenly became clear and a very vast and magnificent dark palace appeared.
This dark palace is like a church in reality, extremely empty and solemn. At the front of the church, there is a huge statue dozens of meters high. Yang Xuan looked carefully and saw that the statue looked like the Dark Lord Demon God who was killed by him!
At this moment, under the empty hall, there were groups of low-level demons sitting on the vast ground, densely packed with at least four or five thousand people.
The few rows of low-level demons at the front have extremely fanatical expressions and seem to have become loyal believers.
Some of the low-level demons in the middle looked numb and seemed to have accepted the fact that they became slaves of faith. They are expected to be completely brainwashed into fanatical believers in the near future.
The last low-level demon races looked full of reluctance. They should have been sent to this tower of faith, not brainwashed, or brainwashed very few times.
All the low-level demon races, under the surveillance of many dark guards, kept doing things like prayers.
"See Lord Castin!" A dark guard with the appearance of a leader quickly walked over after seeing Yang Xuan. The black armor on his body made a sound of gold and iron hitting.
The dark guard who looks like this leader was a little confused. Castin usually wouldn't come to this faith base. Why did it suddenly appear today? (To be continued)