When the beautiful boy came to the feminist world

"What ignorance! Ridiculous!"

"!!" The hundred girls raised their heads in unison at this time, and the eyes of obsessed with faith disappeared, replaced by a bone-chilling hatred.

From the moment they were born, their future identities, the education they received, and the attributes they practiced were all given by the Holy King. For them, the Holy King is their heaven!Those who blaspheme their faith... are sworn to death!

"We... don't have any time, no time to find the holy body to descend upon the gods..."

"But... in the name of the sage, he can lead us this time! We have to hold back our reluctance to imitate her!"

"The power of the dance is fine, but our holy power can only be stronger than them!!"

With a move of Luo Qingjun's jade hand, a golden scepter appeared in her hand. When facing these kneeling girls again, Luo Qingjun's face was already extremely gentle, and every sound was like coming from the ethereal sky. The fairy words that came out of it.

"...Come on, offer your souls and bodies. In the arms of the Holy King...return to the original appearance..."

Among the indistinct fairy sounds, under the true posture of the gods, the eyes of hundreds of girls gradually lost focus, but each of them showed a fanatical color on their immature faces.

wow——

With a soft sound, a picture scroll appeared in front of Luo Qingjun. When he saw the young man on the portrait, Luo Qingjun's eyes also flashed the color of madness in an instant.

The scepter was gently drawn, and two different streamers suddenly appeared in the spirits of the hundreds of girls, one shone with a milky white light, and the other shone with a golden light.

The picture scroll in front of him quietly absorbed the golden light, but a transparent barrier hung out to block the milky white light from the scroll.And gently send it back to the girls' bodies.

After all the golden rays of light have been absorbed by the picture scroll, the picture scroll leaves under Luo Qingjun's crazy eyes, slowly flies towards the statue, and finally coincides with the eyes of the god statue...

boom! ! !

Suddenly there was a huge roar from the resplendent church, and the ground trembled a few times.

A golden light that seemed to be able to tear apart the sky passed across the church, and the central church that could not have been destroyed was reduced to ruins in an instant.

At the same time, an incomparably huge coercion shrouded the entire Prayer Church Palace. It was a kind of power... so great that none of them dared to imagine...

The earth was swaying, and in the ruined temple, a beam of golden light burst out suddenly, and that light shot straight to the distant sky, as if it directly penetrated the sky.

Luo Qingjun was suspended above the church, staring blankly at the golden light that pierced the sky, everything that came to him was turned into nothingness...

It's true that golden light is a holy attribute...but it doesn't have any warmth and hope that belongs to a holy attribute...

The direction that Jinmang is flying to...is the Holy Dance Empire...

But the goal has been clearly achieved, but Luo Qingjun kneels powerlessly on the ground... Thinking of the scene where the picture scroll isolated the soul power of a hundred girls... Thinking of this road, which is clearly a holy attribute, but full of violence, it seems that he has no consciousness of light.

Luo Qingjun suddenly heard the sound of his heart breaking...

"……wrong……"

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"Tianyou! I think you can barely resist one on your body, or..."

"..."

Tianyou looked at Ding Xiaobao opened his small hands, looked at him with a smile, and hugged his thigh, ready to climb up along the way, quite speechless.

"Okay, go down!"

Wanyan Wenwu at the side saw Ding Xiaobao's behavior, so he was afraid of offending Tianyou, so he slapped Ding Xiaobao's head with a knife.

"Ouch!"

Under the pain, Ding Xiaobao glared at Wanyan Wenwu fiercely. Under the latter's cold gaze, he had no choice but to withdraw his gaze in embarrassment, pouted his mouth in disbelief, and obediently followed behind Tianyou.

Hua Zhaoxue smiled softly, and was just about to speak and ask: "God...you..."

As soon as the words came out, Hua Zhaoxue froze in place, not only her, Wanyan Wenwu, Ding Xiaobao, and Yalan all froze after seeing Tianyou's expression.

The snow veil that covered the face had been taken off before, and that perfect face that was still as plain as water even when facing Fengwu Imperial City alone, now showed a frightening depression.

boom! !

The ground shook, and the four girls were completely stunned. When their spirits returned, Tianyou's figure had already appeared in the sky.

Tianyou stared at the faint golden light, obviously unable to recall anything, but after feeling that aura, Tianyou felt manic for no reason.

This strange mania made him very uncomfortable.

"Then... what is it..."

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Chapter 172 Golden Despair ([-])

what is happening!

It has been almost a year since Tianyou came to Qisheng Continent, and many things have happened in this year, but whether it is Yulong in the Ruins, it is good for the Empress.

Shengwu Dabi forced Hua Zhaoxue to stand out.

Even if he was fighting against Fengwu Imperial City alone, Tianyou's mood has never been shaken...

However, after just faintly feeling the golden trace, Tianyou's calm state of mind has undergone such violent ups and downs.

Moreover, this kind of ups and downs does not have any sense of symptoms and is extremely uncomfortable. There is also an indescribable anxiety in the discomfort.

There is a soft mist deep in Tianyou's mind. In the past, if Tianyou wanted to recall forcibly, he would be gently stopped by this mist. This is one of the Three Realms of Floating Life, the Realm of Sealed Memory.

Under the influence of unknown anxiety, Tianyou put his hands on his head.He could clearly feel that the mist in the back of his mind didn't respond at all, that is to say...

This time I suddenly felt emotions, which were not within the scope of the Sealed Memory Realm, so this sudden emotion was just like seeing Yinhua... Is it pure instinct?

"Tsk!"

Apart from the things sealed in the Three Realms of Floating Life... what else is he 'lacking'! ?

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The capital of the Prayer Empire - Shengyaojiaoyu.

"No... No... No, no, no, no, no!"

The holy light dissipated, and the resplendent and resplendent church was reduced to ruins. Luo Qingjun, who was dressed in a golden religious robe, knelt powerlessly on the ground.

Anyone who sees her now will not pray to the palm of her hand to be the supreme power of the empire, to lead the empire to become the most powerful country on the mainland, the female saint.

At this moment, Luo Qingjun felt that his heart was bleeding, and his spirit was infinitely close to collapse.

In her memory, Shengjun is a transcendent existence above all life and above the law. His portraits and statues all show the true appearance of Shengjun... After seeing the portraits, only Bainu When the power of God rejected her soul, Luo Qingjun's emotions reached a critical point. At that time, she was extremely sure that if this action could be done, the summoned Holy Monarch must be exactly what she remembered!

But...she was wrong...and very wrong!

In that distant holy light, what kind of holy monarch is there!

...just a berserk doll that no one can stop!

In the end...what's wrong! !

brush brush---

There are countless masters around the Holy Glory Church, and the explosion just now happened in the church in the most central area, but within 5 minutes, all the masters of the Church came to the central church.

After Luo Qingjun felt the breath around him, his expression froze, and he forcibly suppressed the emotions that were close to collapse in his heart. He used the scepter to support his crumbling body, and slowly got up.

Just when Luo Qingjun got up, many powerful prayers had filled the entire church area.

Seeing the central church that had been turned into ruins, all the holy masters present changed their expressions. When they saw the golden figure standing quietly in the center of the ruins, they quickly knelt down and asked in surprise: "Your Majesty, the Central Church! What happened, please..."

"Shut up!" Luo Qingjun's willow eyebrows slanted, and his golden eyes were full of power: "Except for the twelve heavens, the eight directions are vast, and the four directions are powerful, everyone else will retreat!"

"..."

Everyone looked at each other, although there were many questions, but no one dared to refute Lord Luo Qing's order, so they had to bow down again. Except for the person whom Lord Luo Qing said still bowed down, the other masters of prayer all left the center within a moment. church.

……

The scene became silent again, and in the deathly silence, finally one person couldn't stand it any longer, and asked Luo Qingjun, "Your Majesty the female saint...what happened..."

Luo Qingjun did not take the example as an example, but tapped the scepter in the direction of the ruins.

Snapped--

The boulder was shattered by the golden light, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, a hundred unconscious girls appeared in front of them.

"This!"

As the strongest team in the Prayer Empire, they naturally knew the identities of these comatose girls... But what shocked them was that although these girls were not in danger of life, there was no sign of any holy power on their bodies.

"How are you preparing for the holy dance?"

Luo Qingjun turned around, his golden eyes swept across the dull crowd, and there was no fluctuation in his voice.

When no one is around, she can despair, she can be confused, she can shed tears, but she must maintain the majestic and female saintly posture in front of the ministers.No negative emotions can be shown outside.

"..." After a brief silence, among the mighty powers of the four directions, a woman wearing a purple armor with a strong and holy aura came out and bowed her head and said: "One hundred thousand in the sky, one hundred thousand in the sky, fifty thousand in the four directions, A total of 25 armies are ready, just waiting for His Majesty's order!"

Luo Qingjun turned his back to the crowd, looking at the sky in the distance where faint traces of golden light still remained, the light in his eyes fluctuated.

Now only she knows that what is summoned is not the real Holy Monarch... It can even be said that it is not even a complete living body!

This huge contrast almost caused Luo Qingjun's state of mind to collapse, but even so, she couldn't stop thinking.

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"No! In this war, we pray that we will not send troops!"

Hearing what Luo Qingjun said, everyone behind her raised their heads and looked at her back with puzzlement and astonishment.

Sensing the astonishment behind him, Luo Qingjun bit his lip but did not intend to explain.

Shengjun...is the only belief in the heart of the entire Prayer Empire. Whether it is her or others, the influence on Shengjun is an absolute existence that is detached, dust-free, and above all life, not the previous one. With violent emotions, it looks like a golden light without any consciousness of its own!

This kind of contrast made Luo Qingjun, who had the heart of an emperor, almost collapse, let alone them.

Luo Qingjun is the only one who knows the truth now, but if he sends troops, it is tantamount to showing the attitude of the Prayer Empire... It is also equivalent to showing to the outside world... that violent doll without any consciousness is the belief of the Prayer Empire Where...

Luo Qingjun can give up everything and sacrifice everything for the Holy King, but the golden light before is obviously not the Holy King!

And... that berserk puppet should have absorbed the holy power of a hundred girls, and at the same time was influenced by the girls' hatred for the Holy Dance Empire, so it rushed towards the Holy Dance Empire.Although it is ironic, it can be regarded as achieving the goal of attacking the Holy Dance Empire in a sense.

"As for the reason... you will naturally know later!" Luo Qingjun stretched out his scepter and pointed at the hundred unconscious girls: "Take them into the Qisheng Pavilion after they are healed, and no one is allowed to follow them without my order." They make contact!"

"……Yes!"

None of them could guess what Her Majesty was thinking at this moment, but Her Majesty's status in their hearts still made them let go of their doubts for the time being.

"Go back!"

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After everyone retreated, Mr. Luo Qing looked at the golden light that remained in the distance, his eyes fixed, resisting the still collapsed state of mind, he flew up and chased after the golden light...

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(Phew, I believe you may be a little confused, but it doesn't matter... After the climax of this volume is over, it will be unraveled for you in the reminiscence chapter.)

Chapter 173 Golden Despair ([-])

The border of the Holy Dance Empire - Huannan.

The gentle breeze is blowing, the willows are swaying, and the clear lake is sparkling.

Huamanlou is still the same Huamanlou, although the departure of the oiran Hua Zhaoxue caused quite a stir at the time, how many men made an oath not to step into Huamanlou...

But time will eventually heal all worries...

It is worth mentioning that since Hua Zhaoxue left Huannan, the door of Lijia has been closed and all ties with outsiders have been severed.Some people guessed that the son of Li Jia couldn't bear Hua Zhaoxue's departure, and some speculated that Li Jia was cut off by outside prayers...

Of course, time will not stop passing because of the act of leaving home, and the days will continue, and the person who made the oath slowly walked into Huamanlou in self-comfort...

After all, who would have trouble with himself...

On the surface of the lake, there is still a huge cruise ship covered with colorful lights, and a gorgeous attic is built inside the cruise ship.