The Missionary of the Second Dimension

Qisara's transformed white dragon was knocked back a few meters.

"Crash..."

But the Holy Dragon of Condemnation was even worse. A large number of holy swords fell off its body and fell to the ground, and even the front of the impact just now was dented by a large piece.

"Condemning Holy Dragon!"

Joan of Arc saw that her side suffered a big loss in the first attack, so she immediately commanded Shenglong to restore to its original state, and carried out the second round of attack.

But obviously, Qi Shala no longer wanted to give her this chance.

The high-pitched dragon chant erupted, and Qisara's body released a more intense light, which was as rich as it was real.

Before the giant metal dragon touched the white dragon, it bumped into the barrier formed by the white light firmly.

A large number of twisted holy swords fell like raindrops.

Boom!

Just as Joan wanted it to recover, she heard a (bgde) rumble of thunder coming from her ear, a ball of light that was getting bigger and bigger appeared at the white dragon's mouth, and then burst out towards his forbidden hand. Dazzling flash.

The sound was deafening.

But in this light curtain, what can be seen is that the metal holy dragon constructed by the holy sword is shattered inch by inch, melting rapidly like a decomposed foam.

Joan's face changed slightly. She understood that the strength gap between the two sides was insurmountable, so she immediately activated the magic power in her body, trying to get out of this area.

Fighting this dragon is really terrible, how can there be such a foul opponent?

Her forbidden hand was broken with one move, so how can she play next?

"Play slowly, my sister is leaving."

Even running away is said so gracefully, it seems that this Joan of Arc's head is completely broken.

And this also strengthened Qisara's determination to capture her back.

This abnormal saint must be corrected.

Seeing that Joan was about to escape, Qisara immediately flew in front of her at a faster speed, blocking her way.

Seeing this, Joan immediately turned around, ready to find another way out.

But very helplessly, her speed was not as fast as that of Qi Sarah.

After running away a few times and having to turn around, Joan finally couldn't help feeling resentful, raised her head and stared at Qisara and asked, "Why do you keep chasing me? I stopped, so you just let me go quietly, right?" Is it good?!"

"The saint must be corrected, otherwise the master will be sad if he finds out."

Although Qisara is usually silent, she has a delicate mind. As long as it is about Zhai Nan, no matter how big or small, she remembers it clearly.

"Sad? Why is your master sad? And there are so many saintesses in this world, why are you blocking me?!" Joan of Arc stared at Qisara.

"Because you are Joan of Arc, the master likes Joan of Arc very much."

The huge white dragon spoke words, and the wind blowing out made Joan's blond hair fluttering in the air.

After hearing her explanation, Joan of Arc couldn't help being dumbfounded, and then wanted to cry without tears: "This...what is this reason?"

"Because I liked it so much, I did it."

After Qisara finished speaking, she fell silent.

Then, strips of white light were released from her body, and finally turned into halos of light around Joan's body, binding her up.

Joan tried to break free, but did not move.

"I've heard that some people like to do perverted things to saintesses. Isn't your master like that?"

Since we can't escape, it's better to find out first.

"Master Zhai Nan is very gentleman, at most I will let you warm your bed." Xenovia said.

As soon as this remark came out, Jeanne almost fainted from anger, isn't this called a pervert? .

Chapter 43 The dragon god who fishes and watches

With no way to resist, Joan succumbed.

He was captured by this dragon before he even had time to use the potion that could stimulate the potential of his body.

She who inherited the soul of Joan of Arc is not a compassionate saint, but a new saint who has her own independent thinking and can do whatever she wants.

The original intention of joining the Disaster Group was probably because it was too boring.

She was clearly a saint, but she couldn't do anything earth-shattering.

The world is divided by various mythological systems, in order to get rid of the boring life, and also to prove her own strength, Joan of Arc chose to join the group of disasters.

She has also attacked many strongholds of demons or fallen angels before. With her extraordinary strength, she can fight very happily every time.

But today it capsized in the gutter.

I thought that with so many teammates gathered, they had three of the top four god destroyers, but the battle situation was not optimistic.

Neither angels nor demons were her opponents, but within three minutes of fighting the white dragon, she was completely suppressed, and then bound into the most humiliating appearance.

You say you can imprison me, but what does this shameful tortoise shell binding mean?