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Eight hundred and fortieth chapters, the ambition of the town

There is a divine kingdom formed by holy light gathering in the west of the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals. It is sacred and noble, full of awesome energy.

There are countless bright creatures in the Kingdom of God.

There are some powerful skills that can project the energy of the Kingdom of God, thereby bursting out with outstanding power.

Although there is light everywhere in the Holy Light Kingdom at this moment, there is still a depressing atmosphere, because the casualties are too heavy.

The cold-looking Zhenjie held the staff of light in his hand tightly, and looked at the magnificent and tall temple. What flashed in his eyes was the scene of countless holy lights withering before the sea of ​​swords.

"Sea of ​​Sword!"

"I must eradicate you."

"Betting on my dignity as a territory angel and the glory of the holy light."

The expression of the town world was solemn and solemn, and the voice resounded in the cold hall and never calmed down for a long time.

Every once in a while, the Immortal King would encircle and suppress the sword sea, but every time it failed, it could not be understood by the capital.

If Lord Immortal King takes action personally, why can the sword sea exist?

He dared not have any resentment towards the Immortal King.

Perhaps Lord Immortal King does not attach enough importance to the sword sea.

Or maybe Lord Immortal King is too soft-hearted and too tolerant of Jianhai.

But he understood one thing from the beginning of his birth that the meaning of his life is to maintain order and peace in the ancient country of thousands of immortals.

The existence of Jianhai is a kind of defilement to the ancient country of Wanxian.

He could not accept it, and could not tolerate it.

His greatest wish is to completely erase the sea of ​​swords from the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals.

"Go to the Supreme Temple."

The holy light flashed in Zhenjie's eyes and his body flashed.

The Supreme Temple.

This is the origin of the holy light of the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals. Xin, an extremely powerful giant light beast, guards here, and does not allow any non-holy light creatures to approach.

The giant beast of light, Xin, is like a giant ape, is covered with holy light but has an extremely violent aura. It sleeps in the gate of the Supreme Temple.

"Master Xin." Zhenjie came here and bowed his head respectfully.

In terms of level and strength, he is far inferior to this giant beast.

There are not many creatures in the entire Temple of Holy Light that can compete with the giant beast Xin.

Xin raised his eyelids and vented his breath and made a muffled voice: "What's the matter?"

"I come to seek guidance from the Holy Light," said Zhenjie.

"You should understand the price."

"Yes, I understand." said the town world calmly: "When I die, all souls and wills will be returned to the Holy Light."

Not all Holy Light creatures are qualified to enter the Supreme Temple.

Even if he wants to enter the Supreme Temple, he will have to pay a certain price.

Boom.

The gate of the Supreme Temple is opened.

There is nothing here, only a pure and rich light.

The town strode in.

"Please give me guidance on the Holy Light, how can I destroy the sea of ​​swords?" Zhenjie lowered his head and whispered devoutly.

The Holy Light is not omnipotent, it is more like a powerful rule that follows the inner thoughts of the invoker and thus gives guidance.

The holy light cannot be created out of nothing, and it cannot tell what the invoker does not know.

Zhenjie raised his head and looked up.

A shadow screen condensed by light slowly appeared above the Supreme Temple, and this picture appeared on it.

An angel who visited the territory passionately chose to sacrifice himself to die. His body exploded and countless holy blood splattered out.

In a vague manner, mysterious sword curtains fell, but the figure behind the sword could not be seen clearly.

Zhenjie's body trembled slightly.

"The creatures in the sea of ​​swords are not worthy of the patrol angels' dedication, just to leave the holy blood mark, I understand." Zhenjie suddenly woke up.

Although the creatures in the sword sea have always been hated.

But when you see the creatures in the sword sea, you should gather your companions in time. Even if the creatures in the sword sea escape, it is actually not a big problem.

After all, there are indeed many hidden sword sea creatures in the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals.

Why do you have to sacrifice yourself?

"Praise the Holy Light!" The Zhenjie keenly noticed something, so he stood up and left the Supreme Temple.

The giant beast Xin of light was still asleep and did not look at him at all.

The town quickly left the temple and came to a fragrant place where birds sing and flowers scented, which was the place where the flower demon disappeared.

“There’s a problem.”

"The creature that took away the flower demon is not the creature of the sword sea."

The town noticed something was wrong.

Since he was determined to eradicate the sword sea, his understanding of the sword sea is naturally very deep, and the thin sword energy remaining in the air gives him a very different feeling.

"Strange, there is another smell, it is a strange fairy aura." The town was a little confused.

He has been born for hundreds of years.

There is no fairy spirit that he has never seen before.

So he began to search, and suddenly a very weak space force wrapped around him. The kingdom held the staff of light and was about to disperse it, but stopped in time.

“There is something weird.”

Zhenjie thought about it for a while, and then let the power of space pass away.

The next moment, he felt his consciousness appear in a dark cave.

The town frowned.

He hated the darkness, so he began to release light, and soon illuminated the surroundings, and then he heard several screams of exclamation.

"Is it finally contacted? It's a bit that our totem power is too weak."

"The messenger of the Immortal Realm has arrived!"

"Sure enough, my ancestors really didn't deceive me."

After seeing clearly, Zhenjie was shocked and furious. A group of humans were actually worshiping him respectfully, and they seemed very excited.

Whenever the human race appears, it will always bring great damage and shock. The high-level creatures in the ancient Ten Thousand Immortals basically hate the human race.

All despicable human races should die.

But he soon discovered something was wrong because these human races actually had seven completely different kinds of protection from the power of immortal spirits.

It's a bit strange, who gave the human race the power?

And... it seems that this is not the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals.

"Who are you?" Zhenjie asked slowly.

Several old men were lying on the ground tremblingly, respectfully: "Great messengers of the fairy world, we are loyal slaves of the fairy world."

servant?

The town seems to have thought of something.

A creature of his level can already contact some secrets.

There were indeed some human slaves in the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals, but that was something that happened tens of thousands of years ago and no longer exists now.

Once a human is discovered, just kill it.

However, the town did not make it clear, and he still didn't understand the current situation.

These slaves left tens of thousands of years ago should have some kind of gifted ability to communicate with the ancient country of thousands of immortals.

But since he was born, he has never heard of such a thing.

"What do you want to do?" asked Zhenjie.

Ji Bo walked out and lowered his head and said, "We hope that the fairy world can guide our tribe and walk through the predicament that appears."

The town world doesn't care about the plight of these slaves.

It is best if the human race dies.

What does it have to do with me?

But he noticed something was wrong, so he said coldly: "Then, loyal servant, tell me everything."

The chiefs of Jibo and other major tribes were overjoyed.

So they quickly said what happened and said.

The barbarian god, the forbidden, the barren ridge, and the vanishing Mingshui tribe.

The town listened patiently, but he actually had nothing to do with it. Finally, he heard Rosen and his group sneaking into the place, trying to steal the Holy Spring section.

"It's the human race!"

The town world was extremely furious.

It turned out that the human race had sneaked into the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals.

He was unwilling to listen to the next story, so he directly used his power to drive out the power of space on his body and returned to the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals.

"Sir, Lord!"

"Where are you going!"

Everyone in the seven tribes shouted in panic, but lost their response.

They looked panicked and felt like they were losing their parents.

Why is this happening?

Why did Lord Messenger leave directly?


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