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"Penglai Fairy Island..."

Jiang Ge looked at the mirror in front of him with a look of astonishment.

In this way, what Qi Jian opened is the gate of the fourth heaven, the wall of flesh and blood.

With the bloody sword fairy as the key, it penetrates the flesh and blood inside and outside, attracting Penglai Xiandao to appear in the world.

And that was torn apart by the Blood Fiend Sword, in the huge wound above the flesh and blood.

Countless yellow scarf fighters, at this moment, seemed to be inspired at the same time.

The huge body trembled, and the ruthless and desireless eyes opened, like mountains rising from the ground.

At this time, the light wall formed by a group of holy knights has already advanced in front of Jiang Ge and others.

"Hahaha! It's just in time!" Qi Jian laughed loudly, and retreated. The Blood Fiend Sword was inserted into the void, supporting the door.

Daoist Taiping stepped forward, with a smile on his face, bowed to the front, and shouted in his mouth.

"Please wrestlers kill demons!"

At the front of the opened door is a yellow scarf wrestler with "one" inscribed on his body.

With a height of nearly 20 meters, he took a step, easily crossed several low mountains, stepped out of the gate of heaven in an instant, and swung his fist towards the light wall!
This fist is like the Milky Way flowing backwards, causing waves of shock!
The space trembled, and the huge body of the yellow turban wrestler collided with the light wall, making a deafening noise.

boom--

The ground covered with blue bricks exploded and shattered.

Under this punch, the wall of light produced countless cracks and was blocked.

However, this time, the glorious pope standing on the high platform in the distance was no longer indifferent. With compassion in his eyes, he whispered to the ten gloomy bishops beside him.

"That imperial "saint" seems to have never understood the meaning of "Glorious War". This is a battle of races, a battle of survival, a battle of my lord's orthodoxy..."

"Go, children, these people know that we, the glorious people, have never been weak and bullying..."

"Yes! Your Majesty the Pope!"

The ten gloomy bishops saluted the glorious pope, then jumped off the high platform and merged with the ten thousand holy knights, turning into a little "darkness" in the brilliance.

"Stay in the dark, but yearn for the light..."

It symbolizes the divine art of radiance, and since it has penetrated into the essence of the prayer, it is chanted among thousands of people.

"We shelter in the darkness..."

The integration of the ten Huiguang bishops instantly changed the situation of the battle.

The "lightless domain", which is almost the same as the "lightless phenomenon" caused by the corpse of the "ancient sun", opened like a huge curtain.

The lightless color is like a sea tide, spreading to all the holy knights.

Living in the dark, yearning for the light, but always...not getting what I want.

That brilliance is too lofty, too lofty, and it is not something that ordinary people can touch.

It is not possible to ask for it, just like the group of "Glorious People", whether it exists or not is not important.

Struggling in despair, witnessing eternal despair in the pursuit of hope - this is "dark light".

A radiance based on darkness.

It's light, but it can't illuminate anything, not even a tiny thing.

The originally holy wall of light turned into a lightless color like falling into an abyss.

Under the command of the ten dark bishops, the Holy Knight Legion put away the giant shield.

Putting on the ominous gun with the jet-black light shining on its back, it moved towards the yellow scarf warrior.

At this time, in Penglai Xiandao, the revived army of yellow scarves also stood up one by one, stepped out of the door, and confronted them.

In that instant, waves of black and yellow attacked each other.

The sound of collision and explosion echoed in my ears.

However, Jiang Ge's attention only stayed on the battle situation for a while, and then shifted to Penglai Xiandao behind the gate.

In his perception, the most vast thing on Penglai Xiandao is not these yellow scarf fighters exuding inhuman and powerful aura, but the one located in the middle of Xiandao——

Jiang Ge's eyes followed the spiritual induction and looked towards the center of Penglai Xiandao.

On a hill with beautiful mountains and clear waters, but unremarkable, stands a small dilapidated Taoist temple.

In front of the dilapidated door, on the plaque that has peeled off the paint, there are simple handwriting engraved on it, "Taiping Temple".

A sound like waking up from a big dream, soaked in the vicissitudes of time, came from the Taoist temple, echoing between the heaven and the earth, shaking people's minds.

"Has... already reached this time?"

Jiang Ge's heart was shaken, and his eyes passed the gate of the Taoist temple, crossed the atrium, and entered the temple.

At the top of the Taoist temple, there is an incense table, and half of the incense sticks are inserted in the dilapidated incense burner.

A yellowed picture scroll hangs high and stretches, depicting a god of endless majesty in imperial robes with boundless charm.

Almost just glancing at the picture scroll, Jiang Ge's heart was filled with enlightenment.

What is depicted on this scroll is the personal incarnation of "Emperor Taiyi"!

And before the picture scroll, put two or three futons.

A Taoist dressed in a yellow Taoist robe and covered with dust sat on the futon, slowly opened his eyes, stood up, raised his head, revealing a picture that was a bit old, but it could be seen that he was extremely handsome when he was young. face.

The dust of the years shook off his body. An orange-yellow dao sword with images of five elements and eight trigrams engraved on the gauntlet was pulled out from his waist by him, pointed at the sky, and swung down.

The entire sky seemed to be divided into two, and a hideous rift was torn open.

Then the sky of the fantasy world, along the gap, eroded into the present world, as if changing the world, the clouds and mist are misty.

"Penglai Fairy Island" and Nai Taoist came to the world!
in the present world.

Standing on the high platform, looking down at the glorious pope below, he lamented more and more, he sighed softly to the sky, "My god, if you are truly merciful, and wish to become the loving father of the sky, why...why not Will you lower your hope with me?"

He took one last look at the high gate opened on the Wall of Flesh, and then, without looking back, he turned and walked towards the ruins of the original "Holy City Temple", where there was an entrance leading to the place where the "Sun Wreck" of the fantasy world was located. The destruction of the temple was opened and closed again.

"Saint, what you said can ignite the "fire of moth change", but is it true? "

The Radiant Pope walked past Saintess Isabeth and asked softly.

"Of course," Isabeth said with a smile, "everything will be as you wish, and this is also my mother's expectation. If the people of glory perish, most of the rhythm of "resistance" in this world will be lost. This is not It's what he wants to see. "

While speaking, she was one step behind the glorious Pope and came to his side.

With the scepter in the hand of the Radiant Pope, he tapped lightly on the ground.

Covering the ground, the huge "Brightness Spar" stone slab engraved with the crest of the distorted sun turned into dust and drifted away without a sound.

A pitch-black hole exuding an endless ominous atmosphere appeared in front of the two of them.

Immediately afterwards, the two stepped into the darkness together.

disappeared.