Lin Qianqian's eyes were full of horror, and her voice started to tremble as she said: "When the last tribulation thunder appeared, I felt that the power limit that I could withstand was far beyond the limit, even with the sky-swallowing pot and the wooden substitute.
Protecting the body, there is also a powerful crisis of falling. Then, a voice penetrated into my soul, Tiandi Daodao said this is a warning to you when you destroyed the Divine Machine Sect last time. Don’t think that just because the power of magical powers reaches the level of the divine realm, you don’t need to put it on the body.
In your eyes, if you dare to offend it again in the future, you will first make the people around you fall one by one during the catastrophe. And your catastrophes are all accumulated. If you make decisive contributions in the Nine Nether Gate catastrophe, the people in front of you will be killed.
The crimes committed will be wiped out..."
"Be good, don't think too much." Zhao Fan comforted his wife while raising his head and looking at the sky, his pupils seemed to be flashing with fire.
At this moment, Zhao Fan was really angry. Since destroying the Divine Machine Sect, he has always kept his peace and has not done anything that goes against the Great Way of Heaven and Earth. However, the other party used Lin Qianqian to overcome the tribulation to warn him and take advantage of the people around him.
life as a threat!
However, a sense of powerlessness arose in Zhao Fan's heart, and he could not retaliate against the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, because the only way was to paddle in the Nine Nether Gate catastrophe or secretly add fuel to the flames.
But as a great master of creation, his first criterion is to eliminate demons and protect the Tao, and his own character is destined to uproot the Jiuyoumen. He cannot bear to see all living beings in the world in the heat of water. If it is because of his own personal grudges, he will take 100 million yuan
All living beings come to be buried with you, even you can’t spare yourself!
Zhao Fan withdrew his gaze, held Lin Qianqian's hand calmly, and said: "Let's go home. You have just overcome the tribulation and need to rest peacefully. As for the warning, don't worry, I won't hurt anyone around you, especially you.
And Pi Bao."
"Um!"
Lin Qianqian felt the warmth transmitted from her fingertips, feeling extremely safe in her heart.
In this way, Zhao Fan and her returned to the Zhao Mansion quietly. No one knew that there was now another holy realm in the world!
…
For the next seven days, Zhao Fan has been immersed in the happiness of being with his wife and children. He has long forgotten the incident of Heaven and Earth Avenue. What can he do if he is unhappy? After all, he can do nothing but swallow his anger and add to his troubles.
, it’s better not to think about it. Besides, at best, Tiandi Daodao made it clear that if he wins the decisive battle between the monks in the world and Jiuyoumen, the past will be wiped out.
The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is the existence that governs the rules and order of the world, and will not go back on its word.
On the eighth day, Zhao Fan said goodbye to his wife, children, and family, and left the underground city alone. The moment he came to the outside world, he summoned the golden-winged roc and flew towards the west as fast as a stream of light!
The destination of this trip is the Holy See of Light!
Last time it was for my sister-in-law, so taking a plane was equivalent to experiencing the customs of a foreign country.
This time there is no time wasted, the destination is clear and the goal is clear.
It is worth mentioning that the speed of the Golden-winged Dapeng is much faster than that of an airplane. What's more, with the Pearl of Ten Thousand Words refined by Baize Ertongue, there is no language barrier.
…
at the same time.
In the Holy See of Light.
A middle-aged man in a red robe, holding a young and beautiful woman in his arms, walked towards the Archbishop's Palace.
He is one of the cardinals known as the Pope's left hand, Marshall.
The woman he held was as unconscious as if she had fallen into an eternal sleep.
"Lord Marshall."
"Lord Marshall!"
The divine guards on duty here saluted devoutly after seeing him.
"Um."
Marshall nodded and said solemnly: "No one is allowed to approach my bishop's palace without my order."
"yes!"
The divine guards clutched the Cross Soldiers in their hands, all with serious expressions on their faces.
The next moment, Marshall walked into the palace door with the young woman in his arms. Without stopping at all, he walked through corridor after corridor until he reached a golden wooden door full of reliefs. He stopped and raised his hand against the door.
The center position of the carving.
There is a pattern that resembles a sun.
Marshall's mana was injected into it, and then a rich red light glowed on the pattern, sucking him in together with the young woman he was holding, leaving no trace outside.
This door is equivalent to the boundary door of the Holy See of Light.
However, the Holy See of Light is divided into two parts, one is the exterior, responsible for external affairs, and the other is the core, which is a relatively independent space, in other words, a small world.
And within it is the Holy Land!
The vacant pope in the minds of Western believers has always been in the Holy Land.
Not only that, in addition to the Lord of the Holy See of Light, the Holy Land also has a large number of extraordinary beings, not only supernatural beings and clergy, but also legendary angels!
After Marshall was teleported to the Holy Land, he looked at the hall in the distance ahead, with a sense of awe in his eyes, because that was the core of the core, the Temple of Light!
"Marshall is here?"
"The Pope has been waiting for you for a long time. Come in and see him."
Several voices rang in his ears along the way.
The red archbishop is supposed to be a person above all others under the pope, and he is also at the level of the Holy Land. However, in the Holy Land, conversations with him are endless, just like a superior versus a subordinate.
Marshall responded with a smile and a great attitude.
These beings are members of the presbytery directly under the jurisdiction of the Pope.
Their status is extremely special. In terms of qualifications, the pope may have been a child when he became a saint. In terms of age, no one knows how old he is.
The mission of the Presbytery is to support the Pope with all its strength and protect the Holy Land. On the surface, the Presbytery is a subordinate of the Pope, but in fact, the latter respects it as his master.
Another is that Marshall's status is only slightly higher than the angels at the early stage of the Holy Realm. Anyone who comes to the middle stage of the Holy Realm can yell at him.
In this way, we can see the difference between the external Holy See and the Holy Land.
The meaning of the existence of Marshall and the other cardinal archbishops is to help the Pope of Light do things that are inconvenient for him to appear in public, such as the young woman in his hands.
Soon after.
Marshall stood in front of the Temple of Light.
On both sides of the door stood a woman holding a silver sword. They each had a pair of snow-white wings on their backs. Their flawless appearance and temperament were like works of art given by God, which were sacred and could not be desecrated.
"Cardinal Archbishop Marshall, please request an audience with the Pope." Marshall lowered his head and said piously.
"Hold on."
The angel on the left turned around and walked into the temple without any change in expression. As she walked, her pair of snow-white wings floated up and down, making her look very seductive.
Marshall waited patiently for two minutes.
The angel came out, stretched her hand toward the door and said, "Archbishop Marshall, the Pope has approved your entry with this woman."
"Thanks."
After Marshall nodded, he walked into the Temple of Light.
As we walked along the stairs to the lobby on the fifth floor, sitting on the gem-encrusted chair in front of us was an easy-going man. His smile was as friendly as if it could melt the hearts of all living beings in the world, "Marshall."
"His Holiness the Pope."
Marshall stopped, stretched out his arms, handed the young woman in his hand forward, then lowered his head and said, "The woman you named is here, please confirm."
The Pope's eyes then fell on the young woman. After a moment, he nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, it's her."
Marshall breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the information provided by the Pope was incomplete. If he found the wrong person and the Pope was in a bad mood, it would mean he would face unimaginable punishment.
"You've done this well, go to the Elder's Pavilion to receive your reward." The Pope flicked his sleeves.
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Pope."
Marshall bowed out with great respect.
In the entire hall, only the Pope of Light and the sleeping woman on the carpet were left. He stood up and left the gem seat. In an instant, he stood in front of the woman. His eyes were as if he were admiring a treasure. He stared at that face for a long time.
, and then chuckled and said: "Weak, too weak. If it weren't for the fluctuation of the soul, I really wouldn't dare to recognize you as the former Starry Night Goddess. Lily, after you went to the next world in your previous life, you went against the wishes of the God Lord, and you even ignored it.
Everything has escaped from the Holy See of Light, and now, I have finally lived up to the Lord’s expectations and found you.”